I'm not a cyberpsycho

But now is not the time to study the Ninja Way of the Seal Demon Style and save Kotaro from danger.

Because bursts of explosions came from not far away.

Although Shiba controlled the local subnet and defense system, to be honest, the robots and forts in the Shura base were really not that good.

After all, farms like theirs are running such projects that are condemned by God, and they may run away at any time, so why do they spend so much money to operate this place as their base camp?

Therefore, as long as the security system can deter bandits and gangsters like the Whirlpool Gang and prevent ordinary people on the farm from escaping, it is enough.

So even though they were caught off guard by Shiba's call fort, there were still a large number of Shura group brothers in the base who were stubbornly resisting.

And it seems that some "customers" also joined in. After discovering that unknown hackers had broken into the farm, they quickly evacuated underground through the emergency passage, probably to escape by taking the subway.

Li Pan didn't try to intercept or chase them, because the "evil ghost" didn't shut down either, and seemed to have gone berserk, swinging his ion sword and slashing at everyone he saw, all the way towards the control room.

"Why don't you stop the drone?"

The hacker possessed by Eighteen was silent for a while,

"It's not a drone. It has an independent built-in control system and no external network port. It should be driven by a modified person like a brain tank."

"There are people driving it? No way. The cockpit has been modified. It can only be equipped with half... Tsk, there is no limit to this group of people."

Li Pan also understood that although this small customized SMS cannot accommodate a complete cockpit, it can accommodate an incomplete cockpit.

Haven't you heard the famous saying of SMS troops? Feet and everything are just decorations, and the big shots above won't understand.

As early as the era of the Great War, there were already dedicated SMS cockpits for disabled people. This is specially designed for disabled veterans who have been rescued from the battlefield and have been severely injured and amputated, and may only have a torso and a head left.

This technology is also the earliest application of brain cans, prosthetics, and even virtual cabin technology. It is equivalent to putting people into a special container, making it into a control system, and linking it with the SMS mecha as a whole.

At that time, such man-machine integrated surgery was not yet mature. Not only was it very high-end and expensive, it was only used to save those aces, the valuable assets of the military. And once a person is installed with a machine, he cannot take it out of the jar. In those days, there was no QVN electronic network as developed as it is now, which could fly from the sky to other worlds. From then on, he could only live as a mecha. It was simply a world. kind of torture.

However, in that war-torn era, human life was inherently precarious. Prosthetic technology was not developed at that time, and if you become disabled, you will basically be gone from your peak.

Therefore, some veterans are unwilling to let this end, and are even willing to integrate with the mecha. Among them, those whose operations are successful are all legendary heroes or demons who have the ability to turn the tide of the battle on their own.

However, it's hard to say who the pilot of this "evil ghost" is. Seeing as it is so violent that it destroys everywhere and secretly kills everyone it sees. Considering the usual style of the Shura Society, it's hard to say whether it 'voluntarily' became a mecha. …

"Do you have any weapons? A chainsaw wrench or something like that will do. I tried using my bare hands but I still can't hit the mecha."

"I don't usually try it...can a fire ax work?"

"enough!"

Li Pan picked up the ax and went forward. With the ape sword energy attached to the blade, he cut open the alloy door panel and rushed out.

The safety system is either bad or bad, but inspections for safe navigation of spacecraft are still very strict. Fire axes, fire extinguishers, etc. are all necessary items on the cargo spacecraft. If you don't have them, you will not be allowed to take off and you will be fined heavily. Forced consumption.

In order to be able to split open isolation cabins and alloy doors whose circuits are out of control and cannot be activated normally in times of emergency, fire axes, in addition to single-molecule ax blades, also have built-in energy-gathering batteries and plasma light blade functions, although this civilian battery can only support ten Seconds, but it’s more than enough to dismantle a mecha!

Li Pan picked up the ax and twisted his waist to swim out, cutting off the Shura group disciples he met along the way one by one. When he found the 'evil ghost', it was still the same, Voldemort lurked first, and then suddenly burst out!

Surround behind and add a critical hit! Sneak attacks increase hits! Sword energy increases damage!

Be the first to chop Huashan down with all your strength! The hand rises and the ax falls! Break it in two with an ax and remove one leg first!

Then take advantage of the moment when the mecha is unbalanced and falls to the ground to attack! Whirlwind attack! Build interfaces along the joints, and within the time of charging the battery, there will be bursts of sword light and ax shadows like the wind! Knife critical strike! Cut the 'evil ghost' into pieces!

Alas, Li Pan didn't want to show off, but he had no choice. Everyone was at level five, not to mention the technical gap was so obvious.

This 'evil ghost' looks ferocious when it goes berserk, but in fact it only knows how to slash with a knife, and is not a top-notch pilot at all. He doesn't even use long-range weapons, he clearly doesn't have that weapon authority.

But Li Pan is a professional engineer, okay? Even first in grade! The elite among engineers!

In the past few years in the engineering school, he had to dismantle equipment, assemble components, repair machines, and do odd jobs for counselors day and night. Although he could not earn a dime, at least his attack bonus on mechanical equipment doubled his true damage and critical hits. His talent must have been cultivated.

What's more, although the 'Evil Ghost' is a high-end gadget, Muramasa's equipment is actually similar, but Li Pan has seen a lot of them. In order to facilitate replacement and maintenance, the interface components are all produced in standardized modules, so you can dismantle them at will with your eyes closed.

So a surprise attack was successful, and Li Pan swung his ax and slashed at it. The cook took apart the "evil ghost" as if he was trying to untie the cow. He even kept his hand without scratching the warrior's armor and paint. In order to It's really a lot of painstaking work to sell these parts second-hand and third-hand to repay the loan.

So we dismantled the cockpit all the way, and sure enough, as Shiba said, there was a 'person' placed in the mecha, serving as the 'driving control unit'.

Similar to the 'tables', 'chairs' and 'animals' on the farm, this 'control unit' had its limbs cut off by artificial surgery, transformed into prosthetics, and connected to the body by dense metal pipes.

However, this 'control unit' is different from the Eighteen Orochi. It does not have the money to use the most advanced brain can technology and equipment. The level of the surgical team is obviously limited, and it is not yet possible to completely remove the brain and spinal nerves.

It seems to be so rough that they cut the person in half, cut open the face, connected the central part of the equipment, inserted the cranial nerves through the facial door, and preserved the heart, lungs and internal organs, installed them in the biosustaining chamber, intubated them, and soaked them in the Disinfection of vitamins and minerals and regular injections of hormones revealed that some organs had become infected, necrotic, and severely exhausted.

It can be seen that this 'control unit' is a 'consumable' with a service life of one or two years.

In the past, when local hackers were still there, they could probably use the local network to anesthetize the 'control unit', such as downloading some Mewtwo, turning off sensory feedback, and so on. But now the hackers say, as soon as the subnet is closed, the 'control unit' wakes up.

Then I probably collapsed from the pain...

So Li Pan raised his ax and gave the other party a happy blow, and then began to study the parts.

The infrastructure of ‘Evil Ghost’ should be modified based on Muramasa’s ‘Tiger Style’ SMS. Different from the 'Type III' mass-produced machine, the 'Tiger Type' is a captain-level elite machine, and its performance is indeed pretty good in all aspects. Takamagahara's robot technology is indeed not bad, and it can also be considered a third-rate level in the planes of the heavens. 0791 The elites of the SMS troops also like to customize their own exclusive landline phones based on the 'Tiger'.

This 'Evil Ghost' has reduced the various accessories of the 'Tiger' in proportion, miniaturized the mecha, and combined it with the 'control unit' to develop the SMS in the direction of SBS, an automatic robot.

This group of gangsters like the Shura Group must not have this kind of technical level. This kind of thing must have been obtained by Muramasa Headquarters. Maybe this is the major shareholder and major customer of this farm.

"Eighteen, are there any more? Didn't you say there are three SMS Shura groups like this?"

"It's not in the hangar, maybe it was taken away by the boss, but I found a good thing. There is a secret room without surveillance, and the access requires multiple genetic codes to unlock it."

Shiba used a light to guide the way, and Li Pan followed the instructions first, chopping up the miscellaneous fish of the Shura Society along the way, and then arrived at a secret door locked by a code.

I picked up the ax and chopped for a while. The alloy was obviously a bit difficult to work with and I couldn't cut it open. It seemed to be an integrated safe...

Ouch! Small! gold! Library! Great!

So Li Pan didn't care about chasing the remnants of the Shura group, and ran back the same way, carrying the 'Evil Ghost''s sword over, dismantling the battery and pipeline assembly, remodeling and assembling it into a plasma cutting machine, which buzzed for a while Ion sputtering and focused energy cutting finally opened a small opening like a dog hole, and then got in and took a look.

He thought the warehouse contained gold bars, equipment, antiques, virtual currency communication cards, secret ledgers and the like.

As a result, there was only a refrigerator connected to electricity in this secret warehouse! And there are layers of code locks on the refrigerator and freezer!

"Made! What the hell... huh?"

Li Pan was about to smash the cabinet with his fist when he suddenly noticed that the temperature control panel of the refrigerator showed minus 80 degrees Celsius.

This was not the first time he had seen this number, in fact he had seen it twice before.

It is frozen red blood cells and is used to store frozen blood at a set temperature for long periods of time. Should it be the human blood given to the elder of the Ye family?

Li Pan was a little strange for a moment. Not to mention that the Ye family already had synthetic blood and a lot of blood slaves. Human blood shouldn't be valuable at all, right? What's more, is a place like a farm still in short supply? In the previous slaughterhouse, the plasma was discharged directly into the sewer. Is it necessary to use a refrigerator vault to store it in a secret room with such fanfare?

Li Pan couldn't figure it out for a moment, but based on the principle that thieves would not leave empty items, he decided to get rid of the cabinet.

So he climbed out and continued cutting, and when Team B arrived with the cargo ship, Li Pan finally expanded the opening, and the customers, no matter how small they were, had already fallen and dispersed, and had almost disappeared.

Aqi brought a portable power supply to store electricity in the freezer. And Rama was holding a bottle.

"No, why did you even bring the bottle?"

Rama held the blue and white porcelain vase and yawned,

"It said it was afraid of the dark, and that there was a ghost in our company and that it would not stay alone with a bottle..."

Aqi also explained,

"Rama had a dream and used a silver key, but the bottle turned back into one. It seems that the containment was successful.

It seems that it can be contained as long as it is not placed in a company or if someone is with it. "

Is it really that simple? And is this bottle really harmless? What's the use of that? ?

"Then... okay, then you can hold it first, and then we can build an external warehouse to put it in."

So Li Pan arranged for everyone to take action to disassemble and pack the refrigerators, SMS components, and all hard drive servers in the control room, and pack them for shipping.

Then Li Pan remembered that Kotaro was still in the hot water, and hurriedly went to rescue the boy. Then everyone retreated smoothly and anonymously called the NCPA to the police.

Well, you can do good deeds without leaving your name. There are so many kidnapped people, and Li Pan doesn't have time to send them home one by one. What's more, it's illegal to break into a private logistics park. As bad as the NCPA is, they may not dare to cause trouble with the Shura Society, but they will certainly dare to fine you. Who wants you to be a law-abiding citizen, right?

All in all, the harvest this time is really hard to describe.

"The server is full of restricted-level Mewtwo. This kind of thing cannot be sold without customer channels. The Shura Group also has no company accounts and accountants, and all receipts and payments are directly transferred to Shura Niangui's private individuals.

There is no customer list, and those who come to the farm to participate in activities are all unregistered illegal cybernetics and have no citizenship at all. All belongings of the victims on the farm were also destroyed.

In addition, even this 'evil ghost' is a customized product. Muramasa has the serial number of the accessories, and everyone on the black market knows that it is a product of the Shura Group, so it is not convenient to sell it. "

"In other words, destroying a farm is useless. Shura Niangui can come back at any time. Unless he is caught, there won't be a penny to gain?"

"Yeah, isn't that the case with gangsters? They don't trust anyone but themselves."

Well, that's right. The Yuchi Team didn't get any black money, and there was no public surveillance this time, not even the consolation prize of a bounty. This time is great, I am really a vigilante...

Then Aqi made up for it,

"Boss, this time you urgently called the company's car outside working hours. If you didn't apply in advance, it doesn't count as a business trip and cannot be reimbursed."

For private use of buses, according to the company's regulations, the single trip price is based on the starting price of the local transportation system.

So Li Pan paid another four hundred yuan...

Damn, I still have to buy my own car...

Of course, the biggest loser is Kotaro. Not only did he sacrifice his life to fish, but he also lost hundreds of millions in a row. He is still awake, and he probably won't be able to recover in a short time.

But finally the password to the refrigerator was cracked by Shiba.

As expected, it was as expected by Li Pan. There were a total of two hundred standard blood packs, four hundred units, and almost fifty liters of frozen blood in the cabinet.

But the buyers of this thing are basically limited, right?

"Okay, thank you for your hard work today, don't worry! There will be bread! There will be milk! There will be everything!

Shiba continued to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the Shura Niangui. We had cleared up the situation both overtly and covertly. It was impossible for him to hide under his concubine's skirt for the rest of his life. Catch him as soon as he shows up!

I asked my friends to see how much this blood pack could be sold for, and how many times I would get some blood. Everyone would share one point, and at the worst, I could buy two Dongcheng League. "

So Li Pan took a photo of the blood bag and sent it to K.

It has to be said that now that he has 18,580.32 in hand, Li Pan is not panicked at all. He has now entered a new state.

Just take this city of night. At a glance, gold is everywhere and everyone is a cash machine.

The money is there, just waiting for him to get it.

By the way, if you want to specialize in a side job, you can get a bounty hunter license!

He has researched and found that the registration fee is 3,000. Depending on the hunter level, from bronze hunter to gold hunter, the tax point can be reduced from 15% to 5%! Isn’t it beautiful!

"What are you giggling at?"

Li Pan came to his senses and found that K had already arrived on a motorcycle.

"Oh, so fast? Did those werewolves catch them?"

K shook his head,

"No, when we arrived it was already... Hey! Don't come up and touch my car!"

Serena, "Oh, so enthusiastic, I like it!"

Li Pan, "You must be feeling lonely, Serena, if you haven't run out for a few days."

Serena, "That's right! Come on up, let's go around twice!"

Seeing K rolling his eyes, he didn't bother to see them being gentle in person. He stepped on the accelerator and was about to leave. Li Pan quickly handed her the blood bag.

"Hey, don't worry, try this, free sample, are you interested?"

"Frozen blood? Why, it's not yours?"

K glanced at the sterile packaging bag, opened the mouth of the bag and smelled it, his face suddenly condensed,

"Holy Blood of Virgins! Where did you get it?"

Li Pan shrugged.

"Oh, virgin, I picked it up, do you want it? The quantity is large and the price is negotiable."

K took a small sip and rolled his tongue in his mouth, but frowned and spit it out.

"How much do you have? I'll pay 20,000 for a unit like this."

Li Pan was stunned.

"What the hell? Twenty thousand per unit? Forty thousand per pack!? You just vomited hundreds of them in one breath!?"

Everyone in Li Pan was dumbfounded.

K patted Serena, took out a metal refrigerated jar like a thermos cup from the carriage, sealed the open blood bag and kept it, while licking his tongue and savoring the taste.

"The blood of a virgin is rich and mellow. It is a girl under twenty years old. She only collects the last sip of sweetness at the moment of death and condenses the essence of her entire life.

Every drop of blood dew is full of flavor. The first entry is the fear of death, sadness, pain, intense emotions filled with betrayal and despair. The middle part is the girl's first love and admiration, and the ending rhyme is innocence and innocence. Beautiful, full of expectations for the future...

This is my least favorite smell, it's disgusting. "

K was silent for a while,

"But the older you get, the more you are addicted to this taste, saying that you can experience 'the ultimate despair and fragrance when a beautiful life is ravaged and the pain is shattered'... Hmph, disgusting...

However, although it is not to my taste, it is indeed a rare treasure, very suitable for giving as a gift, and I will use it in the future. I'll take whatever you have left in your hand. "

Li Pan thought for a while and decided to believe K. After all, everything had been done and there was no other safe way to deal with this kind of thing, so he sent her the photo of the freezer.

K immediately narrowed his eyes,

"So many! Virgin Holy Blood is very troublesome to make. It contains such a rich emotion. Even ten people may not be able to complete one. If every bag is... This is a wine cellar-level collection. What did you do? who's stuff?"

"An elder, the Countess of Transylvania from the Julius clan, doesn't she seem to be from the local Third Prince clan?"

Li Pan sent the other party the backstage information of the Shura Society that Shiba had found.

K's face changed in an instant.

"You actually grabbed Julius's head? That countess is Prince Julius's confidant! His first blood descendant!

Those are the only remaining Methuselahs in the world! The current leader of the Camarilla! The great dictator of the Ye clan!

Serena! Delete local chat history! "

Serena, "Record deleted."

Li Pan was also speechless.

Damn, it’s amazing to have a great godfather, right? Who doesn’t know how to do it? I’m still a friend of the God of Zhongshan, the shadow of the Dragon of Candle Yin, and my husband in red hairband!

"...The worst case scenario is that I'll fall down, so just tell me whether you want the blood or not?"

K took a deep breath and glared at him angrily, as if he wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

"...Yes, but I don't have that much cash on hand at the moment, so it's cheaper."

"Oh, you still want it, right? OK, the price is negotiable!"