But even after more than a month, he still wasn't quite used to the feeling.
The prosthesis was technologically advanced. When he walked, it was almost identical to before, with no discernible flaws.
But the lost sensation of flesh and blood was, ultimately, an irreplaceable regret.
"Master! You're here so early today!"
A young man with a crew cut, wearing the logistics unit's work uniform, saw Lin Tao and immediately hurried over with a broad smile.
Lin Tao nodded, his expression as serious as ever.
"I have just over a week left before I go home."
"I'm still a little worried about you, so I came to see how your work is coming along."
As he spoke, he walked over to a light Mecha undergoing repairs and tapped the newly welded armor seam with his hand.
"Every piece of equipment that comes in or goes out must be properly logged."
