Liu Ri sprinted across the ground. He could feel the energy surging within him, converging in his legs through circuits.
He had evaded the descending space-based kinetic weapons from above.
But his condition was very bad...
These legs, once belonging to a Hero, were now nearing their limit.
Coolant...
His coolant was just too poor, unable to keep up with the efficiency of these legs.
His aunt, when she roamed the Jianghu, might have been able to choose better coolants, but the Burrow Dragons, with bodies akin to industrial prostheses, needed "good quality and cheap" coolants. Per unit volume, the heat absorption performance didn't necessarily need to be good, but it had to be easily produced—they could prevail through sheer numbers.
Such coolant in a Martial Artist Prosthesis seeking extreme performance was out of place.
