At this moment, the person Xiang Shan felt most grateful to was undoubtedly Deborah Zhao.
Within the prosthetic body left by Miss Zhao, there was an arm specifically designed for sensory perception. Its touch was so sensitive that it could be used as a form of "hearing"—sensitive enough to supplement the vibration of molecules in the air.
Xiang Shan thought this module was quite decent, so he modified it and installed it in his own prosthetic body.
And now, it was indeed proving to be extremely useful.
Xiang Shan spread his fingers, capturing every slight movement in the air.
At this moment, he was two meters away from that huge hulking cybernetic body. The dense metal aerosol completely blocked the vision between them. He couldn't see the enemy, nor could the enemy see him. Both could only rely on mechanical wave perception—including the traditional senses of "hearing" and "touch"—and their own experience to face the enemy.
