Chapter 678 - 203: Cooperation

A high-level battle began in an unknown virtual realm and concluded in the real world.

The appearance of Gao Gong couldn’t stay hidden from others. For a while, old acquaintances from Du Gao Technology all gathered around, including Sunx Hong, General Quel, and Helli Wild, each looking at Gao Gong in amazement.

"Old man, I thought you were dead, but turns out you’re still alive," Helli remarked in surprise, sizing up Gao Gong.

Helli Wild, daughter of the manager of a certain car motel in the Iron Sand Desert, later by coincidence became an apprentice to Gao Gong, becoming the second Prosthetic Doctor in the camp, and the second Full Level Prosthetic Doctor to date.

And although she was his apprentice, it was clear that the heartless Gao Gong barely taught her anything, at most dumping a pile of Prosthetic Doctor blueprints and materials on her head. Her Full Level was basically self-taught.

Gao Gong laughed heartily and said:

"If your master died, who would teach you higher-level skills, Little Helli? I hear you’re now researching ’Large Mechanical Body Repair,’ right?"

Helli rubbed her Mohawk head with her prosthetic hand:

"Of course, we’ve got so many mechas at home, someone has to repair them and devise a repair process."

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"Written quite a bit of material, Sister Du helped me revise a lot. Without Sister Du, I don’t know how many detours I’d have taken."

Helli shot a sideways glance at Gao Gong, as if to say, "Look at others, are you really an excuse for a master?"

Gao Gong gave a hearty laugh, not only shamelessly but also planning to stealthily learn from her once she developed the technique.

If a Tier 1 Cybernetic Surgeon undergoes a Second Transformation, there are many research directions, and ’Mecha Maintenance Master’ is a great choice.

This is a profession capable of maintaining, servicing, and upgrading various mechas. It is similar in nature to Prosthetic Doctors but superior in that it can also update and upgrade large Mechanical Life, like the Cybertronian Spark Mechanical Body.

"Keep up the good work; I have high hopes for you as your master."

In fact, not all Tier 2 Camps can develop Tier 2 Professions. After all, with so many companies on the Mechanical Split Star, reliable secondary professions are just a dozen or so.

Moreover, research into Tier 2 Professions is actually Tier 3 Knowledge.

Of course, Full Level doesn’t guarantee complete research.

It is precisely because of this that when he saw his inexpensive female apprentice breaking the limits, he felt gratified and could freeload some more.

"Boss, here are the details on enemy numbers, weapons, and combat styles we’ve gathered recently. We have good reason to believe that the enemy is conducting targeted development against our technology."

"Very normal. The development, decryption, redevelopment, and redecryption of military technology is very reasonable; without being challenged, how can one progress?" Gao Gong squinted and smiled, "Over the years, we’ve made such a big noise and earned so much money with these big mechas. The enemy has probably long been fed up with us."

Strictly speaking, such a powerful soldier species as mechas in Tier 2 Civilizations shouldn’t have appeared on this planet.

Because they are supposed to be products of some Heavy Machinery Civilization, not particularly related to the three civilization directions of this planet.

The reason it was developed is entirely due to the cheating prowess of the transmigrator Gao Gong.

This ’Hexagon Warrior’ indeed wreaked havoc on the Mechanical Split Star.

So there are many in the group who look down on everything, thinking they themselves are the greatest.

However, this kind of thinking is harmful to technical innovation and progress.

General Quel doesn’t think that much. Ever since this bald female general joined the camp, she’s been solely focused on joint operations of mechas, Hunters, and various auxiliary soldier species, a rare military talent in the camp.

But she doesn’t think she’s so great, because in a few rare exchanges with Gao Gong, she was surprised to find that he actually understood mecha tactical theory even better than she did and had a more profound insight. He must be a hidden military master!

If Gao Gong knew what she thought, he’d be in agony. After all, in this era, even if you haven’t seen pigs run, haven’t you eaten pork? As someone who casually observed hundreds of, if not a thousand, mecha wars in his past life, he’s naturally more than qualified as a keyboard theorist.

"I need to have an in-depth discussion with you," General Quel said solemnly.

That’s not quite appropriate, after all, I’m a decent person.

Before Gao Gong could think of what to say, a cold-faced young girl suddenly appeared in front of him, staring at him seriously, "That move you used earlier, is it a family secret technique? I want to learn it too."

"Yeah, boss, what was that transformation in the drug zone about? Was that one of our Biological Hunters’ abilities? It’s terrifying!" said Daisila with lingering fear.

Only a real Transformer from the Biological System could truly perceive the terror of Gao Gong’s ’Fusion Mutation’ mode, which was beyond the concept of transformation as it was in a completely different dimension.

As a ’Biological Hunter,’ once you implant a biological component, the cell activity, Biological Energy, and blood activity in that part will increase by ten or even a hundredfold. Many hunters become addicted, unable to extricate themselves.

But Gao Gong’s display in the surveillance video went far beyond the transformation limits of an organism, surpassing the transformation rules between ’Hunter’ and ’Huntsman.’

To put it simply, what Gao Gong did was like a top-tier F-level beast suddenly implanting a part, skyrocketing to the SSS-level Beast God Realm. Theoretically, it’s completely impossible. None of your body’s systems could support this level of ’Evolution.’

This can’t even be described as ’Evolution.’ In Daisila’s eyes, this was entirely a divine miracle!!

She now looked at Gao Gong with the gaze of someone looking at ’God.’

"Boss, Sister Lii called; she says she’s going to give you a good scolding!"

"Boss, Dr. Yuu also sent a message. She said she wants to slice you up. She thinks your cells would greatly assist her regressive research. She hopes you can leave her a testicle."

...

Looking at Gao Gong, surrounded by a group of people, ’Ms. Ye’s’ expression was somewhat subtle. After all, these people had desperately been protecting her recently. Compared to the internal scheming of the Holy Brain Group, these people were much more straightforward.

She was even considering whether to recruit them as her personal bodyguards once the corporate war was over and take them away from this military group.

But now, it seemed she was overthinking it.

The reason this group behaved this way was entirely because of this man’s orders, and not for any other reason.

Loyalty, what a wonderful thing.

Finally driving these curious babies away, Gao Gong wiped off some sweat and smugly said to Xiao Yu next to him, "I can’t help it, I’m just that popular."

Little Angel Xiao Yu honestly replied, "Boss, I think instead of saying they like you, it’s better to say they crave your body."

She counted on her fingers, "Someone wants your brain, someone wants your testicles, someone wants your blood, someone wants your..."

"Ahem, life is hard enough, let’s not expose everything,"

Gao Gong stopped her errant fingers, squinting at ’Ms. Ye’. Holding a teddy bear, with red hair, a cold and dark expression, and those hideous cracks on her skin, for a moment, countless déjà vu moments corresponded to her.

Lolita with a foul mouth, dark loli, tsundere loli, twisted loli...

Oh right, she’s also highly ranked in the Doujinshi Realm, frequently coming out with plots that audiences love to see.

"You’re thinking about things you shouldn’t be," ’Ms. Ye’ suddenly said.

"No, absolutely not, I’m not that kind of person," Gao Gong immediately denied three times, then shifted his tone and said, "I wonder if Executive Ye has made a decision, whether to agree to let Xiao Yu come with us. Xiao Yu should have told you, right? When she comes back, she’ll be much stronger than she is now."

’Ms. Ye’ was silent for a while, then shook her head, "At this time, I need her very much; I can’t trust anyone else."

The three of them heard a soft laugh, and as soon as the sound emerged, the air seemed to drop a few degrees.

Gao Gong frowned. He had thought the issue was resolved beforehand, but this one turned out to be more stubborn than expected.

"You should know that our situation is also urgent. Its impact range might even exceed a corporate war; in fact, one could say the purpose of this corporate war is for it."

In previous communications, Gao Gong vaguely revealed some aspects of ’No. 13.’

However, the other party didn’t quite believe it.

But after Gao Gong demonstrated some abilities of the ’Purple String Space’, the other party’s attitude loosened somewhat.

"However, I do vaguely perceive that with more and more electronic brain links, it’s like there’s a huge void waiting to be filled."

Isn’t that obvious? All the hardware is running, but the system isn’t responding. Who could handle that?

"So, what do you mean?"

Gao Gong caught the implication behind her words.

"I’m going with you. I should be able to help a little."

Xiao Yu’s eyes lit up and she was about to say something, but Gao Gong covered her mouth with a backhand. This was a conversation for adults; nonsense was not allowed.

"Mmph... burble... darling..."

Gao Gong didn’t rebut but thoughtfully said:

"What about the Holy Brain Group’s plan if you leave?"

"Hmph, those old things used us as weapons for so many years, now it’s time for them to handle it themselves."

’Ms. Ye’s’ tone lacked any trace of affection for her own company.

In fact, it’s probably as she said — if they couldn’t find her, the most likely scenario for the enemy is to directly attack the headquarters of the Holy Brain Group, which is theoretically where she’s most likely to hide.

Gao Gong stroked his chin in thought for a while, finally nodding slowly.

"Then a pleasant collaboration."

"A pleasant collaboration," ’Ms. Ye’ genuinely stated, "Helping you is helping myself."

Inwardly, Sister Rose laughed dryly:

’The little girl is playing tricks on us. I think she’s trying to contain No. 13 and is deliberately mentioning cooperation to us.’

’That’s not surprising.’