Start with a Mechanical Hunter

  Gao Gong was very sad. When he thought of the beastly things he would do to his sister in the original version of the night shift sick building, he felt very uncomfortable.

  Although we are old drivers, my driver never drives to kindergarten, not even junior high school—there are no rich wives here, only rich second generations.

  It's a pity that Gao Yuanyuan doesn't know Gao Gong's thoughts, but happily wears a nurse's outfit and keeps researching her new abilities.

   Gao Gong glanced at the opponent's panel and absorbed two 'advanced information bodies'. Gao Yuanyuan rose directly from level 62 to level 67, a full 5 levels.

  Upgrading to the third level is definitely an astronomical figure. A third-level npc space warrior may take several years of hard work to be promoted to the next level.

   "Brother, look."

  Gao Yuanyuan seemed to have developed a new ability. With a light touch of her little hand, there was another door on the wall. She pushed the door open, and behind the door was a hill-like 'brain machine'.

   "The biochemical brain machine looks like this."

  Gao Gong picked up a brain-computer interface and looked carefully. The general brain-computer interface is used to transmit data, so it is a bit like a usb interface, but this "biochemical brain computer" feels like an "esophagus".

  ‘Biological computer version 6.0, I think, can indeed enter the first stage of ‘gluttony’. '

  The so-called 'gluttony' refers to modifying one's 'biochemical structure', upgrading one's hardware, and finally strengthening one's system capabilities by eating high-level carbon-based species.

   This is an ability that an 'electronic computer' cannot possess.

  If the Vinos Life Safety Group continues to develop like this, once the other party enters version 8.0 or even 9.0, then, in terms of computing power, it will be no worse than the planetary host.

  Gao Yuanyuan didn't know what Gao Gong was thinking, but continued to say with great interest:

   "Brother, I discovered that in addition to removing them, I can put them back together."

   "Put it back, put it on the same person, or can it be put on a different person?"

   "I'm not sure about this. I won't know until the ability of the 'Dean' is developed again. The 'Dean' needs to grow further."

  Don't grow up, it's already abnormal enough.

  Looking at the face that resembled his own, Gao Gong had countless old complaints in his heart.

   "Hee hee, brother, I used your body information to reshape the dean, so after 'Dean Gao' grows further, maybe you can also manipulate him."

   "I'll talk about this later," I glanced at the time, and there were still ten minutes before an hour, and the biological induction was already gone.

   "If you go all out now, how many people can be 'resected' at the same time?"

  Gao Yuanyuan sensed it, and said: "If I open the 'operating room' with all my strength, then about 10,000 operations can be performed at the same time."

   "Ten thousand people," Gao Gong said to himself, "is enough."

   "How can I cooperate with my brother?"

   "You do this..."

  …

  Three minutes later, the phantom of the "Night Shift Sick Building" slowly faded away, and Gao Gong's mechanical body appeared in the Jinfang Hospital again, holding a prescription for treating egg pain.

   "Boss, is the previous hallucination real?" the host brain asked, he was still in a state of bewilderment, the strange doctors and nurses, the weird maze, and those weird people, whether it was real or not, now he was completely unclear.

   Gao Gong looked up at the sky, wondering what he was thinking, and then suddenly said: "I'll take you back first."

"Um?"

   In the eyes of the host brain, purple light covered his field of vision.

   When he came back to his senses, he just landed on a table and stared at the black python couple who were eating.

   "Why did you come back so soon?"

   "I-I don't know either."

   Outside the radiation layer, at least 30 military satellites detected this scene at the same time, and the same question mark appeared on the faces of all intelligence analysts.

   "What's going on, the detection target disappeared?"

   "No, it didn't disappear. We saw the target in Hive City."

   "Impossible, from the city of the undead to the city of the hive, a full 2000km."

   "A space technology for military use?"

   "Or cloned?"

   "Report to the superior, quickly report to the superior!"

  Thus, holographic projections of corporate executives appeared in front of the monitoring device.

   Moreover, members of the 'Foundation' took the initiative to set up a small group to share information with each other.

  They know more, so although they don't know what the other party is going to do, they also understand one thing.

   Mr. G of the Dogo Group is about to make a move!

   "What do you think the chances of winning are?"

   "To be honest, I don't think there is any chance of winning. No matter how strong the force is, how can we get rid of the virus."

   "Then you still promised the other party that your company's money fell from the sky?" an executive said in surprise.

   "There is no way, the drug area is next door to our area, and things like 'biochemical viruses' are 100% restraint of our technical route, let's treat it like a dead horse."

   "You can think about it."

   "It's okay if you can't think about it," the supervisor who had a big brain hole touched the back of his head and sighed.

   "My family's brain-computer interface can't accommodate a second modification, and I will die."

  Others were silent for a while after hearing this.

  The death rate of corporate executives is very low.

  But there is also such a data, that is, the death rate of executives who are sent to corporate wars is as high as 80%.

  Even if he survived by luck and lost the war, after returning to the headquarters, life would be worse than death.

   This is the price you need to pay for enjoying the highest level of treatment.

   "I'm pessimistic, because there will definitely be tip-offs."

   "It's unlikely, it's all about mechanical brains and computers."

   "Can't win, becoming a downstream supplier is also a way out, isn't it."

  A senior executive said quietly:

   "Bioengineering also requires various production equipment."

  As soon as these words were spoken, many people's eyes flickered.

  In Naogou Machinery City, the temporary base where Vinos Life Safety Group is located

  At least ten monitoring satellites are monitoring three places at the same time.

  One is the Hive City, the other is the Puppet City, and the other is the Undead City.

   The undead city has the most shots. After all, there is a very special power there that can restrain viruses.

  Hive City is also closely monitored.

  The reason is very simple. On this continent, the only force that can resist their group is shrunk in these two mechanical cities.

  Especially in Hive City, a 'supernatural phenomenon' just appeared.

  In corporate warfare, all "supernatural phenomena" must be explained, and must be explained.

   "I think there is a 51.5% possibility that the other party has a large space delivery device that can teleport back and forth between two locations."

  At this time, the engineering scientists of the Vinos Life Safety Group are making a hypothesis with a serious face.

   "Large delivery device, why is it large instead of individual soldier type?"

  Cain Vinos said with great interest.

   "Because Dootech has only been developed for less than three years, they don't have this scientific reserve."

   "Not necessarily, haven't you heard of Skull and Bones, a club established by start-up business organizations. They are more radical and dangerous. Some of the technologies they have are no worse than some super companies."

   "But Du Hi-Tech is a military group, and it is difficult to have higher investment outside of the field of chips and mechs."

   "They are private military organizations, they are not listed, and their internal accounts are not disclosed. How do you know that there is no investment?"

"I knew it!"

  Seeing that the crowd was getting angry, Cain shook his head, and the executive Judy got up directly, and drove these 'experts' out.

"What do you think?"

   "Space technology is one of the top technologies. I haven't heard of anyone who has developed it well, unless it was exchanged from the mother city," Judy replied, and said to himself.

   "But it's impossible, the mother city rarely gives us some technology related to interstellar navigation."

   "Well, what you said makes sense," Cain paused.

   "But assuming that there is such a space projecting device, what do you think will affect us?"

  Judy sat across from him, didn't speak, but his pupils suddenly dilated, and his usual indifferent face showed a hint of astonishment at this moment.

   "The enemy will suddenly appear, and then, decapitate the executives of the enemy camp."

  Cain's head exploded like a ball, blood and flesh flying out.

  Gao Gong fell from the sky and stomped on the opponent.