Since the merger of the Welfare Gang and the Evil Gangâs territories, the public order has improved significantly. The reason is simple: the streets are suddenly filled with all sorts of peculiar do-gooders. They run errands for the sick for free, help elderly grandmas cross the road whenever they can, and wander around like street loafers, asking everyone they meet, âDo you need help?â
Whatâs more frightening is that whenever gang members appear in the voluntary zones, these strange folks with service attitudes rivaling those of nightclub hostesses instantly transform into cyber psychosis patients. They draw out various weapons, attacking not only their enemies but even bystanders!
Their methods are so bloody, violent, and brutal that they outdo the gangs themselves.
They keep muttering things like âbrush monsters, brush monstersâ and âsnatch bosses.â
The Outer City District now calls these people âgang-responsive individuals,â meaning that when gang members show up, these peopleâs PTSD gets triggered.
Adding to this is the leading strong woman, under whose command, these people are like unleashed huskies, causing havoc everywhere.
Itâs not like the surrounding gangs havenât tried. Theyâve secretly hired assassins or bounty hunters to take them out.
This is typical practice in the underworld: if you canât do it yourself, hire someone who can.
But whatâs even scarier is that no matter how many times they die, their numbers never seem to decrease.
Thereâs already a rumor that thereâs a massive bionic factory behind these people, continuously producing this type of bionic man.
This type of strange, formidable, and somewhat brain-dead bionic man.
But to the natives of the Outer City District, theyâre genuine street heroes.
"This is for you!"
A young girl with an adorable face blushed as she held up a bouquet. Her eyes were a beautiful emerald, prosthetic eyes, and she looked very pretty.
Big Muscle Dominator, usually so proficient in the C language, was surprisingly awkward. He scratched his head, looked around, appearing somewhat shy.
His fellow macho teammates were pointing and whispering at the side.
"Damn, even Big Muscle Dominator is getting confessed to! Is the springtime of our gym hunk group coming?"
"The recently implanted gorilla version biceps werenât in vain then."
"Idiot, with all that chest hair, only a blind girl would want to confess to you!"
"Whatâs wrong with my chest hair? Mutated gorilla genes, Power +3, Endurance +4, Fine-level prosthetic body, definitely good stuff! A bunch of jealous guys."
"I remember now, this little girl seems to be blind, and Big Muscle Dominator took on a mission to help her get prosthetic eyes fixed."
Big Muscle Dominator said something, and the little girl, her eyes red, shoved the bouquet into his chest and ran off, wiping her tears as she went.
"Oh, poor thing, how adorable she is."
"Since when did Big Muscle Dominator become such a man, wasnât he a 30-year-old single mage? He should be overjoyed to have a girl confess to him."
As his teammates murmured and pointed, I am a Big Muscle Dominator walked over with a rueful expression, coughed, and said:
"As a real man, and an ambitious player aiming to enter the top-tier ranks, I canât let romance hold me back!" I am a Big Muscle Dominator sighed with a sense of dedication, exuding the air of a career-driven macho man.
"Speak normally!"
"With my lsp nature, if I got into a relationship with a girl, hugging and intimacy would be instinctual responses. Once the anti-harassment system in the game is triggered, whatâs going to happen to my account? Iâve finally leveled to 10, and Iâm close to changing professions."
Understanding dawned on everyone, and some teammates started teasing.
"You could have a purely spiritual romance."
"I donât like vegetarian!"
The group was having a lively chat when the Red Flower Demon behind the noodle stall lost her temper.
"Damn it, is the shop for chatting? Finished eating? If you are, then get lost!"
The group of players scattered in a hurry.
"Boss Red, put it on the tab, put it on the tab!"
"Damn it, youâre walking out on your tabs againâ"
The Red Flower Demon cursed, and when she turned around, she saw Uncle Jack with a blank expression, which scared her enough to shiver, and she forced a smile, saying, "Uncle, put it on my tab, on my tab."
"Your salary for this month is already gone, and next monthâs too," Jack said coldly.
"What? Those bastards, Iâll kill them sooner or later!"
An escaping player looked at the Red Flower Demon, a bit confused, and said, "Is Red Flower Demon really planning to switch to a lifestyle player? He was one of the first players to enter the game."
"To each his own. At least we get free noodles."
A player in the know couldnât help but glance sideways.
"You guys donât understand. Besides being a gang enforcer, he now also has a side job as a bounty hunter. With the attributes from both professions combined, his firepower is formidable."
"Damn, you can really have a second profession!?"
As players level up, some hidden features in the game are gradually being uncovered, such as the second profession and transformation rate.
At this moment, in the prosthetic body shop, a group of small players were staring at the prosthetics in the glass cabinet, increasingly dissatisfied.
"Boss, why are all the prosthetic bodies on your hands Whiteboards? Where are the good ones you used to have?"
"Yeah, our transformation rate is limited, we canât waste it."
The recently promoted shop owner âI Love Eating Bunsâ rolled his eyes and relentlessly mocked:
"Want advanced prosthetic bodies, sure, go farm boss, farm out advanced prosthetic plugins, Iâll install them for you free of charge."
"As for the transformation rate, donât joke around, with your level, even Whiteboards might not be able to fit."
"Then we can wait until weâre higher level to install the good stuff," a young player retorted defiantly.
"Then good luck, I believe even if you donât need any transformation, you could slaughter in the streets."
Baozi sneered, as the game operation continued, more and more new players entered the game, and these players clearly havenât encountered social beatings, all very ambitious but incapable.
Still dreaming of advanced prosthetic bodies, what a fantasy! Itâs good enough to have Whiteboards installed.
In fact, many players might not find suitable prosthetic plugins even at the right level, let alone finding a Prosthetic Doctor for implantation.
And those veteran players who participated in the mission chain back then, are basically all joining the âMechanical Hunterâ faction, currently doing two large dungeons.
One is to clear all the gangs in the Outer City District, this is a large chain task, each gang base destroyed raises the task completion rate a bit, unlocking a stage of task rewards.
The other large dungeon is to go to a map called Iron Sand Desert, to the coastline to kill a monster called âRadiation Beastâ.
The latter offers more rewards, but is also more dangerous, itâs said thereâs something called Biological Exoskeleton, which Baozi is very interested in, planning to head over there after leveling the Cyber Doctor a few more times.
As the game content enriched, the encounters with old friends began to decrease, Red Flower Demon, Sister Ji these resident players are fine, others have started exploring on their own.
Hei Bing No. 2 is pioneering in a new map.
Boss Hui left this continent to take over a branch of the family.
Plane heard recently interested in a sect called âTuring Sectâ.
Security Manager reportedly took a corporate task, going to attend some arms exhibition.
Gold Miner triggered a Bionic Man mission chain, reportedly to find ancient Bionic Man parts.
PP is on the 007 path.
No need to mention Brother Umbrella, already flew to the Assassin Groupâs headquarters to participate in the final test of the program, reportedly fully guided by Sister Ji.
"Everyone has a beautiful future," Baozi yawning, pulled out a list, preparing to consider what wares to stock next.
The boss subcontracted this shop to him, better not collapse the store.
But speaking of, the boss disappeared, even Little Angel rarely took a leave.
Could these two secretly meeting?
...
In the ocean east of Guanzhong Continent, a figure flying at 6 Mach low altitude, moving so fast that itâs hard to see with the naked eye, often after two or three seconds, the sea surface would âboomâ explode, water splashing like throwing a bomb.
Mach, 8 Mach, 9 Mach.
Gao Gongâs speed is gradually approaching the limit of Level 1 Civilization flying devices.
Generally speaking, as long as a certain type of weapon reaches 10 Mach, most interception systems of Level 1 Civilization canât stop it.
And this refers to weapons, if itâs referring to humans, then even more impossible.
In civilizations, weapons and humans have generational differences.
For example, a Level 30 intercontinental missile system is equivalent to Level 1 Civilizationâs limit, while a normal person to have missile systemâs firepower, destructiveness, endurance, Iâm afraid needs to reach Level 2 Civilization or even Level 3 Civilizationâs technology standards.
This involves lots of Genetic Engineering, Prosthetic Technology, body modification, these things arenât qualifications Level 1 Civilization can light up.
Thatâs also why even though Gao Gong implanted several Level 2, Level 3 weapon prosthetics, only now can he rocket out such speed.
To rocket out 10 Mach, your computation speed, defense power, even endurance must reach a horrific level.
At this point, Gao Gong vaguely feels that 10 Mach is his limit.
With such speed to reach Fucheng Island doesnât need half an hour.
"Are you okay?"
Gao Gong looked down, in his arms is the mechanical girl Xiao Yu, and at this time the girl was glowing with excitement, no trace of discomfort.
âNo wonder sheâs a girl with three templates, her nerves are thick.â
Soon, an island appeared in Gao Gongâs sight, Reproductive Soldier Body covered on eight wings began transformation, entering landing mode, meanwhile Mechanical Spine bulged section by section, whole person like an arched steel shrimp.
Under the effect of the talent âMechanical Overloadâ, energy nozzles cracked open skin, spraying energy particle beams in the opposite direction, under the influence of furious power, particle beams like pure white flame, high temperature twisting surrounding air.
Gao Gongâs figure smashed down onto a coastal rock, rock cracked, landed steadily.