The average infection level in humans fluctuates around 15%. Generally, if the infection level exceeds 30%, oral anti-infective drugs are needed; if it exceeds 50%, injectable anti-infective drugs are needed; and if it exceeds 70%, medical treatment is required. As for higher infection levels?

Then the only option is to abandon the original body and replace it with a bionic body and mechanical organs before it becomes completely infected.

Emil, a player with European features, quickly caught up and joked in fairly standard Chinese:

"Actually, apart from the lack of taste and fertility issues, there's nothing wrong with bionic organs. When the disaster first struck, many wealthy people were able to avoid being infected by zombies because they had bionic organs installed. I was so envious."

Dingxiang gave Emil's shoulder a playful punch:

"You're envious? If you're envious, I'll cut off your right arm too. What good is a cold, mechanical headpiece with nanostructured molecules? You'd still complain about your bones being cold if you slept with it at night."

"If we could use the original parts, who would bother with this stuff? I think those people who replace their entire bodies with bionic ones are just wasting money."

So it turns out that Dingxiang's right arm is a bionic prosthesis?

No wonder he was the only one on the team with his right arm exposed.

But upon closer inspection, one will find that the right arm fits perfectly into Dingxiang's shoulder blade, without the slightest incongruity. Even the pores on it are exceptionally realistic. When a cold wind blows, the fine hairs on it even react, mimicking goosebumps.

Apart from a slight stiffness when moving the fingers, this prosthetic limb is flawless.

—I just don't know if we can find a way to bring this technology back to Earth.

Xu Milu was somewhat surprised, but quickly realized that staring at someone's prosthetic leg was impolite, so she immediately changed the subject:

"Captain Ding, I heard our target today is a banana tree that isn't highly mutated?"

As Dingxiang walked, she kicked away the pebbles on the ground and complained, "Tsk, that girl just blurts everything out loud. She has no sense of propriety at all."

He led the way, not in a hurry to answer Xu Milu's question. Only after the entire team had marched forward and arrived at an abandoned high-rise building covered in mutated ivy did Ding Xiang point to the interior of the building with the detector:

"Look, we've arrived."

arrive?

Xu Milu was somewhat puzzled. Although the mutated plants were more vigorous, she couldn't believe that this area of ​​reinforced concrete was suitable for the growth of herbaceous plants.