CHAPTER 143: CHAPTER 112: "THE PATIENT’S SECOND FINGER ON THE RIGHT HAND HAS A HANGNAIL.

It’s just that the Simple Medical Box is disposable, whereas this one can be used permanently.

Moreover, using the "Simple Medical Box" to sew severed limbs still requires a dedicated individual to handle it. It doesn’t matter if they’re not professional surgeons; if suturing goes wrong, you can just take it apart and sew it again. After dozens of attempts, you’ll eventually get it right.

The whole process is a bit painful.

The possibility of dying from pain is low.

Passing out from pain should be no problem.

With the "Medical Cabin," however, you don’t have to worry about this issue. For the same limb regeneration, simply put the severed limb and patient together into the Medical Cabin, cover it up, and after a minute, the limb will already have regenerated. The whole process is pain-free and extremely easy.

Of course...

For limb regeneration as well, the resources consumed by the Medical Cabin are definitely higher than that of the "Simple Medical Box."

The Level 10 Supermodel Effect of the Medical Cabin, if placed in times of peace, would be a technological product that shocks all of humanity. At least in the previous world before crossing over, almost ninety percent of diseases in that world were untreatable, even symptoms like the common cold were incurable.

Sometimes, new diseases were still being discovered.

It’s like a game that occasionally produces bugs, after all, with nearly ten billion people, it’s completely understandable and quite normal for some strange things to occasionally appear.

...

"Hmm..."

Chen Mang walked to car number 2, placing the Medical Cabin inside a refrigerator in this compartment. After upgrading the refrigerator to Level 10, it greatly increased the space utilization rate of each train car. After all, creating an additional compartment is not a simple task, and the armor for this compartment definitely needs to be installed, and armor isn’t exactly cheap.

He stood there, gazing at the Medical Cabin, which resembled the "Combat Training Virtual Space," overall white but more technologically advanced in appearance, silent and thoughtful.

His body seemed to have no issues... nor any diseases.

But after thinking for a bit, he undressed and lay inside.

Lying in the cabin, the cover quickly rose from both sides and slowly closed, meanwhile, a white viscous liquid began to seep from the bottom of the Medical Cabin, quickly enveloping his entire body, while a small screen appeared on the inside of the cover.

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"Detected body has the following issues: Lung integrity at 78%, Heart integrity at 89%, Limb integrity at 99%, Reproductive organ integrity at 87%, Liver integrity..."

"For targeted repair of a specific organ, please click the corresponding organ area on the screen, and the corresponding repair price will be shown."

"For full repair, consumption of 43,000 units of iron ore is required."

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"So expensive?!"

The first thought flashing through Chen Mang’s mind was whether this price was a bit exaggerated. He hadn’t suffered any injuries, hadn’t fallen ill, not even a cold, yet a full-body check-up informed him he’d need to consume 43,000 units of iron ore?

This approach felt somewhat familiar?

Then, what about having a terminal illness, how many units of iron ore would that require?

Furthermore—

In the previous world, the data he received from hospital check-ups all had specific disease names, with a series of data appearing extremely professional. This "Medical Cabin" directly evaluated each of his organs in terms of integrity?

It sounded odd... almost like repairing train accessories.

He accepted that other integrity metrics weren’t at 100%, but why was the limb integrity at 99%?

"There’s nothing wrong with my limbs, no injuries whatsoever."

He voiced his suggestion.

And soon enough, a new line of text appeared on the screen.

"Patient’s second finger on the right hand has a hangnail."

"..."

"Repair everything."

The next moment—

The white viscous liquid began to quickly flow from the bottom, completely covering his face and nostrils. Initially, he held his breath, but he quickly realized that this white viscous liquid didn’t affect breathing at all.

A minute later.

The white viscous liquid quickly dissipated, and Chen Mang crawled out of the Medical Cabin, heading to a full-length mirror and examining himself, eyes full of disbelief.

The reflection in the mirror...

So handsome?

He rarely used the word handsome to describe himself; he always felt that for men, appearance was never a high-priority compliment.

But, this time he truly believed himself to be handsome, the spirit of the reflected self was totally different.

He had never felt his body so light and joyful before, this feeling...

There was a sense of returning to factory settings.

Looking at his right hand, even the hangnail had been fully repaired. He glanced down, and it hadn’t enlarged.

It seems "Medical Cabin" can only serve a repair function and can’t alter the base, but it doesn’t matter; he already finds it completely sufficient. If it were any larger, there’d be height restrictions in tunnels.

This was definitely worth the 43,000 units of iron ore!

After putting on his high-tech clothes, he now felt that living another hundred years wouldn’t be a problem, even if he kept using the Medical Cabin, living three to four hundred years wasn’t impossible.

After all, human death is largely due to irreversible organ deterioration.

But now...

This irreversible has become reversible!

"Pretty good."

Satisfied, Chen Mang once again examined himself in the mirror, then headed back to the train room, not planning to let the others use this accessory for now. It’s too expensive, and the train can’t afford it currently; using the "Simple Medical Box" will suffice.

At this point—

All buildable parts for the Level 3 train have been fully crafted, except for the "Storage Box," which he didn’t find necessary for the time being. There are still 100 Level 10 refrigerators aboard the train, plenty for storage.

...

"..."

In compartment 5 of high-level talent, Ji Chuchu sat in her seat, watching the lively scene outside, with Pig Train Captain and others standing at the entrance of compartment 4 of high-level talent, incessantly transporting slices of bread as food for today’s residents.

Master Mang hasn’t approached her for a long time.

Those minor celebrities who could chat and amuse her aren’t permitted in this compartment, leaving no one she could talk to.

Ji Chuchu’s expression gradually turned hazy as her thoughts drifted. The train has reached the Shahe Plain, unknowingly whether Master Mang still remembers the matter she mentioned, her friend Yan Yao hiding in a safe house in a villa in Shahe City.

Her status on the train is affected by her own conditions.

Relying on Master Mang’s current favor, she doesn’t need to sell herself like the minor celebrities, but... how long can such affection last? She understands men more than herself. She relies on this for sustenance, and after the novelty wears off, it’s easy to tire.

The only method to preserve her status on the train.

Is, Yan Yao.

Her friend has slightly higher looks than herself, remains a virgin, and is a celebrity, significantly enhancing her value. Even if Yan Yao can’t rise in rank, Master Mang would certainly be more fond of Yan Yao.

By then...

She can maintain her status on the train through Yan Yao, moreover, Yan Yao is clueless and always needs someone to guide her; there’s no one more suitable than her.

After a long while, she came back to her senses.

Looking down at a lipstick in hand, in this doomsday cosmetics are rare and precious, she had just used a "Fixed Star Coupon" to buy it in a store. She didn’t know when Master Mang would visit her or pass by this compartment, the only thing she could do was maintain a perfect appearance to offer some emotional value through her beauty when Master Mang saw her.

That was enough.

...

Outside the Fixed Star train room.

Old Pig exhaled heavily, then wiped the sweat off his forehead, leaning his body against the train, and seeing Biaozi taking water from the train, he pulled out a cigarette and tossed it into his mouth, his chest rising and falling with panting.

"You’re working hard, Biaozi. Are you saving up to buy a Train Order?"

"Hey, Biaozi."

"How about naming it ’Biaozi Number’ when the time comes? I’ll be your deputy captain, I think following you has a brighter future."