He tried to feed the cats on the street, but they didn't pay any attention to him and disappeared under the eaves.
When Shanks entered the hospital with the card, the familiar sign was still hanging in the most conspicuous position, even with a new gilded lettering.
This thing is placed here to deter certain groups who might cause trouble at medical facilities, since Piltover's operating model means that not only ordinary people come here for medical treatment.
Having obtained Oran's card, Shanks' journey into the hospital went smoothly.
To be able to obtain that card means that you've already spent hundreds of millions of Berries, or offered something of even greater value.
Such major clients don't use the same channels as ordinary people, so it's normal for them to have some privileges.
"Shanks? You're the one who booked the arm?"
"Mr. Crocus? No wonder I didn't see you and Laboon at Reverse Mountain. You've already arrived here?"
After Roger's death, Shanks abandoned his plan to set sail immediately for some reason, but he did not stay in the East Blue all the time. Instead, he was active in the area of the East Blue - the first half of the Grand Line - the South China Sea.
After Shanks gained momentum, the Red-Haired Pirates had no difficulty crossing the Calm Belt, so they did not have to pass through Reverse Mountain.
This time, the voyage officially began, and Shanks specifically took this old route to maintain the sense of ceremony.
Shanks originally intended to visit an old friend before continuing his journey, but he ended up empty-handed.
"It's been a while. I came here not long after we parted ways. I saw your bounty poster before. Is there really someone in the East Blue who could make you lose an arm? Did you run into Garp?"
Wait, where's Roger's straw hat?
That straw hat was like a legacy; ever since Roger handed the hat to Shanks, Crocus had never seen Shanks abandon it and act alone.
"I've found someone I can entrust with that hat. I didn't run into Garp, though. This was a gamble, and also an accident."
However, since you are the doctor, Mr. Crocus, then there's no need for further trouble. Thank you.
"Give me that card, and it'll be over quickly."
Crocus got the card and then, right in front of Shanks, stuck it directly onto the wall next to him.
This action triggered some kind of mechanism, and soon a box that looked like crystal appeared on Crocus's table.
"This size is surprisingly perfect."
The individual differences in the world of One Piece are enormous. In addition to height, there are many people with strange proportions. Under normal circumstances, installing advanced cybernetic bodies requires custom-made parts.
As for Shanks, it was as if it had been predicted long ago; he only needed to make some minor adjustments before he could use it directly.
Although Crocus saw it as a coincidence, in a sense it was more like something that had been planned in advance.
"It looks pretty ordinary, is it really useful?"
"Don't question the technology of Siddirell, Shanks. This prosthetic body doesn't have any special functions, but it has the highest bionic strength and can perfectly reflect touch."
This location is a preset area; if you wish, it can even realistically provide feedback on pain.
"Is that so? Then I've really hit the jackpot."
Shanks is left-handed, and losing his left arm has affected him to some extent.
Shanks originally thought that the mechanical left arm could fill the void in his life and serve as a natural shield in battle, but now it seems that its function is much more advanced than he thought.
The ability to accurately provide tactile feedback is extremely important for those without Devil Fruit powers.
The Navy is aware of this capability, but has not made large-scale purchases, mainly due to cost issues.
"This level of prosthetic surgery is more difficult, no wonder they directly assigned me to do it. Come with me, nerve contact is a troublesome thing."
The more complex something is, the more difficult it is to assemble. This applies to everything from precision machinery to children's educational puzzles.
Fortunately, with Wapol's help, there are still a few doctors who are capable of doing this job.
The surgery lasted more than an hour, and when Shanks left the operating room, he had an extra incision on his arm.
"This interface is made of a new alloy, which is impact-resistant enough and will definitely be fine for ordinary combat, but if you want to follow in Roger's footsteps, then I'm not so sure."
My personal suggestion is either to nourish yourself with domineering energy or practice swordsmanship with your right hand.
"Once the bionic skin is installed, it'll be finished."
"Yes, I've got it. But Mr. Crocus, we don't need the bionic skin. It looks fine as it is. But how do we remove this prosthetic body?"
A name popped into Shanks' mind—Mihawk.
The loss of his left arm seems to offer some convenience in a certain sense.
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