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Chapter 332 Prosthetics
Chapter 332 Prosthetics
The prices of the prosthetics were only about 80 to 90 gold coins!
On the other hand, those prosthetics that were a bit too advanced would only be priced for about 3 to 5 gold taels!
With 50 taels in her hand, she could purchase a lot of them and sell them in the Survivor's Marketplace since no one was selling prosthetics just yet.
At this point, Lysandra couldn't help but ask Shane through Chat if she could consider reselling prosthetics in the Market.
After some time, Shane replied.
[ Shane: You can go ahead and try to resell. Just make sure you profit a lot since they're new. Don't worry, even if it's overpriced, no one will complain about it. ]
After seeing this reply from Shane, Lysandra smiled and nodded. She replied with gratitude as she made her plans.
'I should also ask the chat if they needed some prosthetics and what limb they're missing.'
As she thought of this, she opened her chat window and started asking.
[ Lysandra: Hello guys… I have tons of prosthetics here that I can sell. They're easy to apply, even magical, in my opinion. Is there anyone here who needs one? ]
She then sent this message three times to ensure that it would be noticed by other people.
***
Meanwhile, in a distant part of the continent, Minerva was in the midst of a fierce battle against a group of Frost Zombies.
These Zombies were difficult to deal with as they were basically a very mutated form of Zombie that could wield the element of ice, albeit they weren't good at it.
Perhaps, if they were able to use this ice properly and not just release it everywhere from time to time, they would be very tough to deal with.
At this time, Minerva was moving swiftly, despite the fact that she was missing her left arm. She wielded her sword with her right arm, cutting down the Frost Zombie's feet instead of the normal tactic of cutting up their heads or crushing their skulls.
Well, these Frost Zombies had a very thick layer of ice helmet on their heads! Because of that, the tactic of eliminating them should be immobilizing them first since they could only release ice through their breaths.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After cutting off the legs of the Zombies, it was time to crush their heads by throwing rocks at them from a distance… She had to do this slow process because these Frost Zombies had abilities similar to Spitter Zombies.
They also explode!
Their skulls weren't just tough to crack but also dangerous to do so!
'This is tiring… But I must do this!' Minerva thought as she threw large rocks and smashing the heads of the Frost Zombies into pieces.
Boom!
It was then followed by an explosion of ice shards!
[ You have eliminated a Frost Zombie. ]
Some ice shards hit the trunk of the tree she was hiding in, but she was uninjured.
She repeated this same process, and soon, as the last Zombie fell, Minerva took a moment to catch her breath.
She wiped the sweat from her brow and checked her surroundings to ensure there were no more threats. After that, she quickly looted all the Zombies and obtained decent experience points and even ice cubes for a cold drink!
She then quickly took out a wooden cup from her inventory and filled it with water. Then, she put an ice cube on it…
As she waited for her drink to get cold, she noticed that there were several unread messages in her chat system.
Curious, she opened the Chat and saw multiple messages from her friends. For some reason, they were all urging her to check the Regional Chat.
'What's going on? Is there another news about the Wild Shelters?' She mused.
Intrigued, she navigated to the Chat and found Lysandra's message about the prosthetics.
"This…"
Minerva's mind flashed back to the harrowing experience during the first two weeks of their entry into this zombie-infested continent.
She had been ambushed by a Zombie Dog, its teeth sinking into her left wrist. The pain had been excruciating, and she knew that the bite meant certain death as the Zombie Virus would soon take hold. She would surely become a Zombie… She felt crying at that moment as it was guaranteed that she'd no longer meet her family because of it.
However, in a desperate bid to save her, her companion at the time had made a swift and decisive decision.
With a single, clean stroke, they had severed her left arm just above the elbow, preventing the virus from spreading.
The quick action had saved her life, but it had left her without a limb.
Since then, Minerva had adapted to her new reality, but the loss of her arm had always been a significant handicap.
The thought of having a functional prosthetic was something she had only dreamed of.
As she read Lysandra's message, hope surged within her. She immediately exclaimed in joy, her heart pounding with excitement.
"This could change everything!"
Without wasting another moment, she typed a response in the Chat:
[ Minerva: "Lysandra, I'm interested in purchasing a prosthetic arm. Can you provide more details on the types available and the prices? This could be a game-changer for me! ]
Minerva's mind raced with possibilities. The chance to regain some of her lost functionality was a beacon of hope for her bleak future!
'I must have this...'
She eagerly awaited Lysandra's response, but it seemed that there were also plenty of others who were requesting Lysandra's help.
As she waited, she decided to just continue reading messages.
[ Travis: Hi Lysandra, I'm interested to know how advanced these prosthetics you're willing to sell. Is it just a simple one like the ones we could have in our previous world, or is this something more advanced?"
[ Natalie: Our New Haven Clan would like to purchase some of these prosthetics. Our guys who had lost limbs were a bit on the bigger side. Is this custom-made, or are there just sizes we have to work with? ]
[ Frank: Hi Lysandra, do you have Clan? Which Sector are you in? If you're in Sector 8, do you want to join our Double Eagle Clan? ]
Minerva continued reading the chat, and as she started to get impatient, she finally received a response from Lysandra. Instead of a message, she received a Friend Request from Lysandra!