My Cyber Psychosis is Task Prompt-Chapter 176 - 111: Sianweistan
Alonna wasn’t a professional prosthetic doctor, nor did she possess any expertise beyond combat and killing.
But she recognized this thing.
Whether it was the design or the details, there was no doubt, this was a brand new Sianweistan spinal operation system fresh off the production line.
At this moment, the computer screen had already finished loading.
In the center of the room, an operating table with limb restraints rose up.
It fully unfolded, presenting a humanoid contour.
The mechanical arms that had just descended from the ceiling were now divided into two parts.
Some stayed by the operating table, like doctors preparing to wield a scalpel.
The other part gathered by the Sianweistan prosthetic, extending into various precise mechanical structures with pointed ends that plugged into corresponding slots.
From time to time, blue currents flashed.
The terminal monitor on the side was frantically loading data.
They seemed to be making final preparations for debugging.
On several main screens, the simplest and clearest icons informed Alonna:
This thing was a fully automated surgical system targeting this prosthetic limb.
In the center of the screen, there was even a yellow-black triangle symbol.
It constantly flashed, pointing at the block below, which read — Surgical target not detected.
Alonna didn’t understand the current situation.
The various anomalies appearing in the room had exceeded her limit of understanding.
She had lost system control, hadn’t gathered enough medication, and could only repeatedly attempt to contact the outside world in the signal-blocking facility.
John’s critical condition brought her immense pressure.
The cameras on the walls were silent and still.
Infrared rays were like the eyes of spiders lurking in caves.
A few seconds later...
The largest screen closest to Alonna suddenly switched.
It displayed the medications to be used in the entire surgical procedure and the emergencies it could handle.
It included complete rescue measures and emergency programs for low vital signs, emphasizing — this program can repair over two hundred types of fatal injuries, including spinal damage.
Alonna finally moved closer.
She had experienced Sianweistan surgeries more than once.
Though the environment and process were different, there were a few key pieces of information in the program introduction before her that she could understand.
John was unaware of what was happening outside.
He felt the severe pain spreading to his brain, as if a scorching iron bar had been shoved inside.
Every organ and part of his body was desperately keeping him alive, at the cost of indescribable pain and the continuous ebb and flow on the brink of death.
Alonna carefully picked up his broken body, slowly walked toward the operating table, and seemed to have something sticky, warm, and soft slip off and touch her body.
She held her breath, trying hard to empty her mind, not thinking about whether those were pieces of tissue or viscera slipping out of his abdomen.
John was placed on the operating table.
Several mechanical arms helped adjust his posture and fixed his limbs with metal rings equipped with injectors.
Alonna stepped out of the disinfection area, following the red warning line at her feet.
Dense gases surged out.
An acrid smell permeated through the cold mist.
The machine scanned John’s body from top to bottom, sharp knives cutting away all his clothing, and at the same time, several thin needles respectively injected various medications into his body.
The operating table began to contract.
The floor of the room opened from the center.
John, along with the entire surgical frame, sank into the viscous liquid located directly below the floor.
Gurgle...
The cushioning liquid enveloped his entire body.
A specially designed respirator was inserted along his throat, and his entire head was rapidly filled with fine wires.
The data slot was also connected to the surgical system.
[Emergency Protocol Ninety-seven, Silence.] 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
The last text John could read before losing consciousness flashed before him.
Other than that...
Black Light had no reaction during the data connection process.
The color in the pool instantly became dense.
Blood was diffusing.
Beside Alonna, she frowned deeply.
John’s back was sliced open by a sharp metal knife, with several slender mechanical arms simultaneously adhering to his ivory-white bones.
The Sianweistan prosthetic on the wall also fell back and disappeared, emerging below the pool along an unknown conveyor belt and slowly attaching to John’s back.
Under the action of several mechanical arms, John’s original spine was severed into several sections and slowly removed from his body in a fixed sequence.
The life-support device locked onto John’s nerves and connected them to the new prosthetic.
Igdrasir protected John’s heart, which was crucial for his survival through fierce battles thus far.
Numerous instruments surged into the pool.
Even as an observer, Alonna was stirred by the brutal scene.
She felt that those tubes and metallic soft ends were wriggling like soft-bodied creatures in a pool of blood.
This unconsciously nauseated her.
The surgery lasted a very long time.
Alonna could only half-guess the current situation by watching the nearby monitor.
Some of John’s organs were completely damaged.
From time to time, metal plates on the nearby walls would open and close.
The computer screen kept displaying John’s body data and various indicators, selecting suitable artificial organs for replacement through comparison and evaluation of various consumables.
The pool’s visibility became increasingly low.
Alonna even felt they were piecing together a body.
John fully opened his eyes at this moment.
He lay flat at the bottom of the pool, watching the liquid mixed with various floating objects pass before his eyes, yet he felt neither stinging nor discomfort.
