"Feng-ge! You can walk now! You can really walk now!" Liu Wenjun could no longer hold back, and rushed forward to hug her husband tightly, crying tears of joy.

Jiang Feng hugged his wife tightly, feeling the long-lost sense of solidity beneath his feet. Hot tears finally streamed down his face, landing on his cold metal knees.

He raised his head and looked at Mingzhao, who was still standing at the door with no expression, his eyes filled with the deepest gratitude and the highest respect.

Mingzhao simply watched them embrace and weep, as if she had completed a successful system debugging.

She nodded slightly and turned to leave.

"Mingzhao!" Liu Wenjun released her husband, rushed over excitedly, and grabbed Mingzhao's hand, tears still streaming down her face. "Thank you! I really... I don't know how to thank you enough! This leg... what's this leg called? It's so perfect! It..."

Mingzhao withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he were pondering a localized expression for a technical term.

After a moment, she gave a definition:

"Basic type. First generation of neural connection-assisted exoskeleton."

Her gaze swept over Jiang Feng's face, still streaked with tears but radiating vitality, and she added, with her characteristic straightforwardness and honesty:

"It needs to be adapted through training. However, its stability still needs to be optimized."

After saying that, she ignored the extremely excited Liu Wenjun and the hesitant Jiang Feng, and turned to leave the Liu family.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a long shadow of her.

She walked steadily toward the Huo family's courtyard, as if she had just completed a trivial task.

Only she knew that the core driving energy of that mechanical leg was currently emanating a faint but constant, eerie blue light in her pocket, a light that seemed out of step with the technological level of this era.