Lin Miao's real concern, Mantou, was still busy at the workbench.
"I'm saying... what's the difference between this thing and a prosthetic limb?" Natural Curl propped his cheek, staring vacantly at the engrossed Mantou. "It's also a mechanical arm, are you saying that making it like this will let you lift two pounds more?"
The opponent dismantled four motors from the mantis knives and made two incredibly ugly mechanical arms, just two motors connected to two stainless steel rods, without any noticeable skill, as if a Rolls-Royce was dismantled and modified into a tractor.
This was money he risked his life to earn, others used it to buy new prosthetics and new equipment, but the mantis knives he struggled to buy were spoiled, and the remaining 300 points were exchanged for four gray prosthetic limbs to use as materials for Mantou.
