My Cyber Psychosis is Task Prompt

"Mature a bit, John. Don't rush to use new things as soon as you get them. At least look at the manual. This isn't an adult toy falling out of a vending machine. Pressing randomly can be fatal."

Ryan also connected the data cable.

He debugged through the relay, took over John's implants, and patiently explained.

"I know your Black Light is dangerous, so please stay calm, don't fry my brain, and don't damage the equipment. These things are more expensive than you imagine."

He gave a heads-up in advance and started tapping on the keyboard.

[Prosthetic Signal Request/Confirmation]

A prompt message popped up in front of John's eyes—the Black Light had become much smarter after being upgraded by the Pandora Algorithm, still aggressive but with a much smoother process.

His pupils began to flicker and focus.

Messiah's Eye switched to combat mode.

The pressure gauge for Sianweistan popped up in the minimized status bar at the bottom right of his vision.

"Don't mind me being nagging, you better know what exactly replaced your spinal bone."

Sianweistan would forcibly enhance various organs to overclock the body, accelerating reaction and information processing speed to create the effect of "time-stop slowdown."

"Doctor?"

John took the opportunity to ask a previous question.

Whenever someone nearby used Sianweistan, he experienced symptoms like eardrum swelling and brief dizziness.

"That's a normal protective mechanism."

Neither the naked eye nor prosthetic eyes operating at normal power could keep up with Sianweistan's speed.

To ordinary people, those guys seemed to be teleporting.

The brain couldn't catch up.

The reason John experienced these "symptoms" was that the eye level Ryan gave him initially was too high.

[Prosthetics: Messiah-Medusa V]

[Location: Visual System]

[Function: Built-in external lens disruptor, all-environment visual enhancement, ultra-high-speed scanning algorithm.]

"The algorithm and refresh rate of your eyes are extremely high, capable of capturing Sianweistan's movements, but... your body is crap, it can't keep up with its computational speed."

A race car capped at three hundred mph but stuck in low gear, the engine definitely wouldn't be happy.

Ryan smirked.

"To protect your brain, it automatically lowers its settings, a typical case of prosthetic configuration being subpar."

"Like my legs not keeping up with the frame?"

"Smart kid."

The doctor didn't expect:

This seemingly side-effect-like physiological reaction ended up being used by John as a signal to predict the enemy, saving his life several times.

"Let's do a test."

The doctor activated Sianweistan.

The clinic before John's eyes was overlaid with a scan filter.

To protect the brain and efficiently process information, the prosthetic eye would reduce color capture in the time-stop state, making the colors of the surrounding objects monotonous, except for others who also activated Sianweistan.

[Prosthetic Load: 16%↑]

The progress bar began to increase.

Stopping then gradually decreasing.

Many companies in the world produced Sianweistan, and each product had its core selling points.

Slowdown degree, duration, cooling speed.

But no matter which kind, they all accumulated load according to usage, forcing a cooldown when the limit was reached.

[Prosthetic Load: 100%]

The progress bar maxed out and was force-locked.

The prosthetic icon turned red, showing a countdown, with cooling time calculated based on physical burden and prosthetic configuration.

"Is this the limit?"

"That's right, don't worry. During system testing, the clinic's machines bear all the burdens, with little impact on you, just checking the prosthetic performance."

"I feel like I can still keep going."

"Theoretically not possible."

"No kidding, I'll show you..."

John said, focusing his attention on Sianweistan, with signals and microcurrents traversing his body.

The computer screen immediately flashed a warning message.

The doctor was kicked off the connection by Black Light, his keyboard and the clinic system were instantly locked.

Sianweistan's cooling was lifted.

The metal spine was reactivated, emitting a humming sound, with heat spreading along the operating chair.

Sparks and smoke erupted in the room, with displays and light strips flickering irregularly...

"Shit!"

Ryan scrambled up.

Red gibberish appeared on the computer screen, Sianweistan's prosthetic test data was soaring.

[Prosthetic Load: 113%]

Various indicators even surpassed regular mode.

John ceased operation, pushing himself up from the operating chair, feeling terrible after the brief test.

Not just the load fatigue, but also the side effects brought by Black Light, forcibly driving it a second time would cause Black Light to go berserk, luckily he stopped it in time before exhaustion became severe.

"F*ck..."

He struggled to take off his jacket.

The area where the leather jacket adhered to the spine had cooling patches, with two-thirds of the blue heat-conducting strips burnt out, the separator burned through, and dissolved industrial leather sticking to the operating chair.

The room was filled with the smell of rubber.

Ryan Randall rubbed his bald head, trying to explain the situation with his past experience.

Sianweistan could be upgraded.

"I know something called Quantum Coordination, which can reset the prosthetic cooling time... hmm, obviously, your case is different, abuse sure won't end well."

Ryan poured a drink into a cup, then set it down remembering he had surgery to perform later.

Raqi Industry's prosthetics were laid on the metal table.

This was a hush fee paid by Fujimura Takeshi.

The moment John got it, he used Black Light to burn through the anti-theft program and firewall.

The work done by the Owl Town gang was quite dirty, best to stay cautious.

There was a layer of liquid nitrogen protection in the sealed box. Once opened, smoke swirled inside, with two metal legs placed in the grooves.