Interstellar Boss She Has Bugs

——Starnet Arena.

As soon as he entered the venue, Mochizuki subconsciously covered his ears with his hands.

It was so loud, the crazy crowd, the deafening shouting.

It made Mochizuki a little uncomfortable.

Sister Leng may often hang around this kind of place, so she dragged Mochizuki to find a seat by herself.

"I haven't come for a long time, I'm almost suffocating!" Sister Leng said lazily while sitting on the seat and stretching.

Mochizuki, on the other hand, looked at the field.

That is, two martial arts masters fighting?

"Is this a kind of game?" Mochizuki thought very simply, this is the Internet, isn't this just playing games to practice number PK?

"No! When we enter the Internet, all our strength in reality has already been embodied in the Internet. That is to say, whatever strength we have in reality, we will have the strength on Starnet..."

Sister Leng smiled, and an unknown mockery flashed across her eyes.

Mochizuki understands that at the beginning, Sister Leng has already said that this holographic network world is the last retreat for human beings, so this is to simulate all the strengths of human beings in the original world into the star network.

"Then... will it reveal personal privacy?" Those who want to hide their strength enter the Holographic Star Network, won't they expose their true strength?

"No! The star network is independently calculated by the super information tree. If someone wants to spy on a person's privacy, they must have the signatures of the current patriarchs of the top ten interstellar families to view it. Otherwise, no one will have permission..."

Mochizuki was a little dumbfounded after hearing this.

What she thought of was not the people standing on the pyramid, but the people below.

It's the people standing on the pyramid, how afraid of their privacy being discovered by others!

He actually created ten families to prevent others from peeping into his privacy.

And these ten aristocratic families must not be friendly families that love each other.

There must be feuds among these ten families, the kind that don't communicate with each other forever.

So if a person wants to collect signatures from ten families, it may not be as difficult as destroying this universe!

"The two on the stage are fourth-level fighters and b-level spiritual power users. They are both pilots." Sister Leng only took one look, and she could tell the details of the two people.

Mochizuki nodded. A pilot is a mecha master. People who engage in this profession must reach level three in physical skills, and at least level B in mental power.

"A member of the military?" Mochizuki asked in a low voice.

"There are also people from the Mercenary Guild." Mochizuki sneered.

Mochizuki lowered her eyes. These days, she seems to keep her eyes on the outside world and concentrate on doing the task. She is still aware of the undercurrent in the base.

The mercenary union, this force spreads all over the star.

For example, there are two major forces stationed in the base of Sin City, the military and the mercenary union.

From time to time, these two forces will have a little friction.

The main reason is that there are a lot of idlers in the mercenary union, some of them specialize in sneaky things, and some are notorious star thieves in the interstellar world.

In general, the mercenary union is a hodgepodge, anyone can join as long as they have the strength.

And the military is the force that maintains justice.

If people from these two factions encounter each other on Xingwang, Mochizuki looks at the audience, there will be a fight between dragons and tigers.

Soon, the battle between the two people in the audience was coming to an end. The young man in the green combat uniform should be from the military department, and he punched a standard military punch with one hand. At this moment, he kicked the man in black flying.

The man in black flew upside down, and was caught up by the man in green in mid-air, who received another punch in mid-air.

Mochizuki could see clearly that the chest of the man in black had been hammered down. If this happened in reality, there would be only one breath of injury left.

"Ding! Contestant No. 003 is out, and Contestant No. 005 wins." A sweet female voice spread throughout the audience, announcing the result of the competition.

Immediately, the sound in the arena became louder, and people shouted frantically.

A white light flashed, and the two people on the field were teleported out in an instant.

The next game starts again.

Mochizuki watched several games in a row, all of which were fighters of this level, and felt a little boring.

"This is a level four arena, of course you can only watch players of this level." Sister Leng said.

"Is it necessary to have permission to watch high-level PK?" Mochizuki looked sideways.

"It's not necessary, but you need to buy a ticket! You need at least five credits to watch a show."

Mochizuki: ...So the poor people look down on a game, right?

At this moment, Mochizuki deeply felt the world's deep malice towards the poor.

"Let's go, I'll take you to a gunfight game!" Sister Leng pulled Mochizuki away.

"This is a simulated battlefield game, and those students in the military academy often use this to synthesize their grades."

Sister Leng opened a game room and asked Mochizuki to read the rules of the game, while revealing to her the real purpose of the game.

"All the fighting games on StarNet are training people's mental strength."

Mochizuki nodded. On the Internet, one can only train one's mental power, but it is impossible to train one's physical body. Now, only one's mental power can enter the network. After all, the human body remains outside.

"Now we are playing a relatively simple game, two armies against each other, a ten-man field team."

Mochizuki quickly glanced at the rules of the game, divided into red and blue groups, a group of ten people, whoever kills all ten of the opponent first will win.

This requires a minimum of B-level mental power to enter.

"What weapon do you choose?" Sister Leng took an energy gun and a sword.

Mochizuki directly chose a weapon similar to the sniper she had in reality, and a military dagger.

"How do you choose this kind of sniper? The opponent is a master, if you are not careful, you will be eliminated!" Sister Leng looked at the fire stick in Mochizuki's hand, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"I want to get more familiar with my sniper!" Mochizuki smiled.

The sniper rifles in Interstellar still pay attention to one-shot kills, but the technology of sniper rifles has already broken through those ordinary sniper rifles that are retracted and loaded.

The current sniper rifles can basically fire continuously, and there is no sound of loading.

Sister Leng was taken aback, but Mochizuki didn't expect to change her old-fashioned sniper rifle either.

"I thought you had money now, you should change to a gun!"

"I'm used to it, I don't want to change it, I think that one is pretty good!" Mochizuki shrugged and said with a smile.

The old-fashioned sniper rifle is more comfortable for her to use, so she doesn't plan to change it so far.

Moreover, her main job is not spying, but supernatural powers!

For now, she doesn't want to waste credits on a new weapon.

Soon, a system notification sounded, and the game entered the countdown.

When the countdown ended, Mochizuki and Sister Leng were teleported into a forest.

It's just that just after entering the woods, Mochizuki showed a strange look on his face.

Because the plants here are actually modeled after the jungle before the plants did not mutate thousands of years ago...

There is no room for Mochizuki to think deeply, the battle has already begun.

The clothes on his body have been very humanized and turned into green auspicious clothes, fighting in the jungle!

Mochizuki and Sister Leng looked at each other, and they both saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Follow me closely." The two said almost in unison.