After Dongdong joined, the Edge rcenary Corps finally took shape in a real sense.
One logistics officer.
One engineer.
One combatant.
One team leader.
This is the universally recognized smallest team configuration in the rcenary Realm.
At this mont, Su Mo held a small eting specifically for Dongdong. The four of them sat on the sofa, looking at each other.
As the team leader, Su Mo took the initiative to speak: "As I just said, this is Dongdong, who officially joins our team today. She's a Prosthetic Implanter, so please, Future, take good care of her from now on."
"Got it. Zzz—" Future, who had been staying up several days in a row to catch up on the research of Traitor's Bullets, had darker circles than usual, looking like a salted fish hanging on the edge of the sofa, yawning continuously.
Su Mo coughed lightly and said to Dongdong, "Anyway, that salted fish over there... oops... that's Future, our engineer at Edge. For any hardware technical support, just go directly to her."
Dongdong secretly looked at Future's dark circles and whispered to Su Mo, "Is working here often an all-night thing?"
Su Mo quickly waved his hands: "No, definitely not. She just likes staying up late, I can't control her."
Future lay on the sofa with eyes closed, and after dozing off for a few seconds, suddenly woke up with a sparkle in her eyes and dashed to the basent: "Yes, yes! It's this data! Yay, this is it!"
Seeing this, Dongdong wiped a sweat secretly, thinking: The work pressure here must be trendous, the staff's ntal state is off.
Su Mo, afraid Future would cause any misunderstanding for Dongdong, quickly pointed to the normal person, KK: "This is KK, our versatile little assistant, mainly in charge of logistics."
"For daily matters, whether it's laundry, cooking, or shopping, you can just find him."
Facing a stranger, KK went right into a show, with a haughty face, saying, "Yo, hello, I used to roam the frontier, and people on the streets respectfully call Master K."
Dongdong was montarily stunned: "Master K? Miss, you're so cute, why do they call you Master?"
KK jumped up in anger: "I'm a guy, alright!!!"
Dongdong's face changed, eyeing Su Mo with an odd look: "Boss, you wouldn't have any special quirks, right? Is this rcenary corps really legitimate..."
Su Mo felt that the more he explained, the worse it got, so he simply waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, now that everyone's t, eting adjourned."
After the eting, KK went back to his room to read.
Although Edge Technology is essentially a rcenary corps, it is still publicly a company.
And since it's a company, various trivial matters must be handled.
From basic tax filing to applying for various start-up subsidies, and dealing with banks and company supervisory departnts, all require professional knowledge.
KK was just a small-ti thief in the frontier before, without knowledge reserves in this area, but at least he can read.
To help Su Mo manage the daily routine, KK spends a lot of ti every day studying those obscure professional books, striving to be of greater help in the future.
Regarding Dongdong, Su Mo took her to the basent, preparing for Future to first get familiar with her body condition for future prosthetic implantation.
Future saved and backed up the computer data, then pointed to the dical bed nearby, saying, "Lie down there."
Dongdong lay on the dical bed, and Future attached various instrunt probes to her, starting to operate the computer.
Nurous windows popped up on the computer screen, scrolling through various complex curves and data.
After ten-plus minutes, Future frowned and asked, "Dongdong, who helped you with your basic adaptation modification for prosthetics?"
Dongdong lifted her head and said, "An old doctor in the frontier, why?"
Future, staring at those curves and data, shook her head and complained: "ss... It's just a ss... Various microcircuit etchings are so amateur, there are small problems everywhere... He isn't a professional prosthetic doctor, right?"
Dongdong scratched her head: "I don't know, maybe not... Was there sothing wrong with his work? I've used my prosthetics for years, and nothing seems to have gone wrong."
Future suspiciously looked at Dongdong: "Really? Such amateur skills, a prosthetic that should last twenty years might wear out in one or two, and you don't feel anything?"
Dongdong lazily replied: "Nope, never felt a thing. My artificial spine's been used for four years, never had an issue... Ha ha, maybe I'm just naturally talented."
Su Mo thought: It's not maybe, you definitely are.
Future thought for a mont and said, "Boss, I strongly recomnd redoing Dongdong's basic adaptation modification for her prosthetics."
"There are many issues with her current setup that severely affect prosthetic performance, not to ntion possible future adverse effects on her body."
Without hesitation, Su Mo said: "Sure, just go ahead with it. You're the expert, we'll all go with your decision."
Future shook her head, saying, "Hear out first. Performing basic modifications on an ordinary person and redoing a modification for a prosthetic implanter are two different things."
"Rember when I helped you with your basic modification? I had you anesthetized for nine hours, and when you woke up, it was all done."
Su Mo rembered: "Right, but what about Dongdong? How is it different for her?"
Future: "I've done ordinary basic modifications many tis without needing computer assistance."
"But redoing a modification is different; it's a re-modification based on the original setup."
"It's like building a block skyscraper; if you let start from scratch, I could do it with my eyes closed."
"But if you ask to remodel a skyscraper soone else built into what I envision, it requires extrely precise operation."
"Therefore, in the process of redoing Dongdong's modification, I need a computer and instrunts to constantly monitor her body, observing various hormone levels and nerve signal status, which ans she must remain conscious throughout."
"Stay conscious throughout?" Su Mo was stunned for a mont, then suddenly reacted, "You an, to open her up without anesthesia and have her body disassembled for eighteen hours!???"
Future nodded: "Yes, no anesthesia, no painkillers, otherwise monitoring data will be off."
"I can prepare so dication in advance to render her unable to move while keeping her conscious, and use adrenaline to prevent neurogenic sudden death due to pain."
"I can ensure no life-threatening danger, but this process will be extrely painful, and the surgery will take at least eighteen hours."
Su Mo was dumbfounded, caught in hesitation.
In the long term, for Dongdong's personal developnt and for the future of the Edge rcenary Corps, redoing her basic prosthetic adaptation modification was indeed necessary.
Just think, in the "Dawn" ga, with Gordon's amateur base modification, Dongdong could fight ten as one prosthetic War God in the late stage.
If Future refines it from the ground up, her potential would be through the roof.
But being opened up and disassembled awake for eighteen hours?
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