Start with Mechanical Hunter

Since Sister Ji couldn't come out, the group members finally decided to hold a meeting at Baozi's capsule hotel.

This capsule hotel is also where Baozi, Dajiba and Umbrella stay at night. The three of them share a capsule.

The reason is very simple, to be gay, oh no, to save money.

Baozi did some calculations and found that with the three people's machine tokens and three meals a day, the money from selling the car could last ten days at most.

It's okay to save a little bit.

And one good thing about capsule hotels is that gangsters will not come to extort money.

Behind every capsule hotel stands a vigilante force.

This type of 'vigilante' is called a 'franchise organization' in the city. It is a force organization recognized by the machine mastermind and used to maintain the smooth operation of 'artificial data'.

This type of 'security keepers' also undertake security work in high-end neighborhoods and are part of the security system of large companies. They have 30-hour surveillance systems, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, unmanned fighter jets, and war suit squads, and their firepower is compared to The Old Town gangsters are at least two levels above.

In some low-end neighborhoods, capsule hotels are also within their business scope, which is a place where all gangs dare not set foot.

After all, the upgraded version of the gangster is the vigilante.

The plus version of the vigilante is a military contractor.

Some migrant workers even take the initiative to move their families to capsule hotels for safety.

"How should I put it? It has the feeling of having an offline face," the big muscle tyrant suddenly said as he curled up in the pale white capsule.

"Offline, this is online," Baozi rolled his eyes.

"I don't know what these brothers look like?" the red flower demon looked forward to it.

The first one to arrive was 'Black Ice No. 2', wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, with a gloomy expression, especially the bulging waist, which looked like he was not someone to be trifled with at first glance.

"I love eating steamed buns, I am a big muscle tyrant and a red flower demon."

Black Ice No. 2 shook hands with the three of them one by one, his palms a little cold.

"Brother, are you the one who jumped off the building?" Big Muscle Ba said bluntly.

Black Ice No. 2 twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"You also changed your identity after you died?" The red flower demon asked curiously, "Brother, what is your identity now?"

"A low-level guy from Wu's debt collection group."

"Wu's...debt collection group?"

"That's right, it's the organization that forced me to jump off the building," Black Ice No. 2 said calmly.

"..."

The three of them looked at me, and I looked at you, dumbfounded.

Is this okay? !

"This is a bit of black humor, Brother Hei Bing," Baozi finally said with a dry laugh.

"Work hard, take the position soon, and take revenge soon!" The big muscle tyrant hit the opponent on the shoulder and laughed.

Each player has a different personality. Baozi is a bit more philistine, Big Muscles is a bit mindless, and Red Flower Demon is a bit stupid.

As for Black Ice No. 2, he looked like an autistic person. Apart from introducing himself, he found a corner to sit and rested with his eyes closed. This made the three of them look at each other a little.

I originally planned to have a chat and exchange information.

This guy is so cool.

Fortunately, the pp boss and the plane also arrived soon. The pp boss is a little girl with a round face. She carries a basic model of network implantation chamber on her head. She actually looks a bit like a "beautiful sheep".

As for the plane, as soon as we met, he couldn't wait to show off his talkative nature.

"Wow, Brother Baozi, where's your store? I'll go visit it another day. By the way, what do you buy in your store?"

"Brother Jiba, your muscles are so strong. Are these the legendary biochemical muscles?"

"Brother Hei Bing, you actually have a gun! You're so awesome. Can you let me see it?"

Baozi scanned around and found that among the people present, only the 'pp leader' and 'Black Ice No. 2' had changed jobs. The former was a neuroeditor, and the latter was a thug.

Players are different from NPCs. All players start out as civilians.

When civilians upgrade, the attribute points added are very low.

Only after changing jobs can you give full play to the advantages of your profession and carry out targeted transformation.

However, there is also an advantage to being a civilian, that is, after changing jobs, the attribute points added by this whiteboard profession will not disappear, which is equivalent to having a sub-profession for free.

As for whether to change jobs or upgrade, whether to immediately pursue strength or to lay a solid foundation first, it all depends on the player's choice.

The two are not completely opposite. For example, Baozi knows that in order to join the Welfare Gang, in addition to reaching 200 points of street reputation, the civilian profession must also reach level 5.

The seven people present were all high-level players, and even the most rookie-looking player was the only player present who had undergone prosthetic transformation.

His right hand has two modifications: 'fingertip bomb' and 'small arm knife'. If Brother Umbrella does not participate, then he will play the role of 'terminator'.

The seven people discussed for a while based on the information given by Sister Ji, and quickly decided on two plans.

"Now that the discussion is almost over, Airplane, Heibing and PP are coming with me. Let's check with Brother Umbrella to see if he is coming."

These three people are actually a little bit dissatisfied with Baozi's admiration for Brother Umbrella, but they are all adults and know what superficiality means.

And Baozi naturally saw this.

Hearing is false, seeing is true.

"Me, me, why don't you take me there?" the red flower demon said dissatisfied.

"You should practice with the big muscle tyrant. After all, you are not familiar with this android body yet."

"It's okay, brother, I'll take you with me," Big Muscle Man put his arms around the Red Flower Demon's shoulders and suddenly asked curiously: "If a genuine android like you does any strenuous exercise, will any parts come out? "

The red flower demon looked at his crotch and showed a thoughtful expression.

At the same time, the remaining four people left the capsule hotel and walked into an old building with Baozi leading the way.

In the elevator, Black Ice No. 2 suddenly said: "How much street reputation do you have? The attitude of those gangsters on the road towards you is not ordinary."

"I look after the store every day, so I don't have any street reputation." Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Baozi shook his head and smiled: "Don't treat this world as a game. Here, every NPC is a living person, and this What the gangster NPCs are best at is to act according to the wind and observe what is happening."

"So it's not me who's awesome, it's our boss who's awesome." Baozi concluded.

Black Ice No. 2 opened his mouth, but in other eyes, there was a sound of 'beep beep beep beep'.

"Brother Hei Bing, do you know how to do beatboxing?" The plane was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "I can do it too. Let's chat when we have time. I sing rap. What type are you?"

"This is not a ventriloquism, but Brother Hei Bing mentioned something real-life, so he was coded by the system," Meiyangyang, oh no, the pp leader said.

"Coding is also included in the game?" Baozi was stunned. This was the first time he heard such a statement.

"Well, including but not limited to conversation, text, voice, and some special methods of transmitting messages, such as secret codes, etc., we have tried them all, but none of them work."

"What would happen if we told the NPC that we were players?" Qi Qi asked curiously.

"One warning, two cancellations."

The plane took a breath of air-conditioning, "Are the planners orphans? Aren't they worried that the game won't be sold?"

"Are you willing to live in a world that is close to 100% virtual reality?" Black Ice No. 2 said abruptly.

"Okay, we're here!"

I took the elevator all the way to the top of the building, but as soon as the elevator door opened, I was greeted by heat and noise.

I saw a large oil drum being set on fire, and there was a circle of people surrounding the fire, including gang members, residents of Hanging Street, and some young people who looked like white-collar workers.

At this moment, these people were shouting loudly, and the veins on their necks were bulging out.

In the center of this circle, three mechanical transformers were besieging a young man wearing a vest.

This young man's eyes were sharp and unruly, and he looked like a big gun being propped up.

The three mechanical transformers all modified their arms. Here, they are called mechanical boxers.

A level 10 monster!

Although the firepower system has been removed, just by looking at those thigh-thick gorilla arms, you can tell that these three people are quite dangerous.

In fact, this is exactly what happened. Every time the three punched, there would be an explosion sound. The fists were like the hammers of pile drivers. When they hit the ground and walls, they immediately created a pit.

What's even more frightening is that the three of them work together like one person. Whenever one person's fist power is exhausted, the other person immediately makes up for it. The three of them are like a copper wall with no gaps, and this wall is still slowing down. Slow contraction.

Faced with this situation, the young man in the vest almost shrunk his body to the limit. At 1.8 meters tall, he even felt like a flexible dwarf.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him alive!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The pp leader's face turned pale. He was overwhelmed by this fanatical atmosphere and couldn't help but take two steps back. Black Ice No. 2 subconsciously touched his waist.

The rule of this kind of underground boxing match is that once you enter the ring, life or death will be determined. What the audience wants to see most is the scene of a living person being torn in half.

"They're cheating!"

The leader of pp suddenly spoke, and following her gaze, she saw that the temples of the three mechanical boxers were all covered with electrodes. On the surface, they were three boxers, but behind the scenes, there were actually neural editors fighting with them. Software is rigging the boxing match.

"Don't be anxious, let's take another look," Baozi said meaningfully.

Sure enough, at the next moment, something unexpected happened.

Brother Umbrella jumped suddenly and fell backwards, as if he was about to hit the back of his head on the ground. However, the two arms of the mechanical fist at the front tightened violently, and the whole person stumbled forward under the weight of more than 100 kilograms.

Single molecular wires that are invisible to the naked eye are wrapped around the robotic arm.

Brother Umbrella's eyes burst out with a dangerous luster, and the waist and horse merged into one in mid-air, and the waist was hanging in the air, as if it was about to break. His right leg kicked out like lightning, turned into a black shadow, and hit the opponent's throat.

In the eyes of the player, a damage of 300 is dealt, and at the same time, effects such as critical strike and double strike are triggered.

However, Ma Wu Tu couldn't do it. The moment Brother Umbrella exploded, a mechanical boxer appeared behind him with an expressionless face and hit him hard on the back of the head with his fist.

And something happened that stunned the players and even the surrounding audience. Umbrella Brother turned around without being able to use any force, and his two long legs swung rapidly, as if he was doing a Thomas gyro. The remaining two mechanical boxers were almost defenseless. He was caught in the whirlwind. The next moment, countless blood marks appeared on his arms, neck, and face. In almost a few breaths, he turned into a bloody man.

As the blood spilled, everyone discovered that dozens of nearly transparent monomolecular wires appeared between the three people, like a complex pulley combination, entangled the three people tightly, which made people even more confused. Incredibly, during the entire process, none of the three mechanical boxers discovered this trap.

In the end, the game ended with Brother Umbrella's victory.

"Brother, you are very energetic. If I recommend you to the leader, you might be promoted to the Double Red Stick."

Rejecting the invitation from the Welfare Gang, he untied the monomolecular thread from the corpse with a knife and no umbrella on a rainy night. He nodded towards Baozi as a greeting, then took off his coat and took it out of his luggage bag. The towel wiped away the blood on his body.

"Damn it, this is so awesome!" The plane's eyes were about to pop out.

"So handsome!" The pp leader's face turned red.

Black Ice No. 2 pursed his lips and had no idea.

After the other party put on a new black T-shirt, Baozi walked over. Knowing that the other party didn't like nonsense, he got straight to the point.

"There's a group assignment I thought you'd be interested in."

Brother Umbrella didn't say anything, but took off the wrist guards on his arms and ankles, and wrapped the monomolecule back together.

Click on the system panel and add the remaining experience.

[Civilian level increased to 10max]

[Your character potential has been improved to a certain extent]

[Being the first civilian player to reach full level, you will get the passive skill: Ordinary Road]

Ordinary Road: As long as you want, you can always become the most unknown one among the crowd, but you know that this is just an appearance.

‘Passenger’s skill? ’

‘It’s very suitable for my next career. ’

On a rainy night, he raised his head with a knife but no umbrella. "Send me the task time. I will participate when I have time. If something happens, I will log off first."

After saying this, Brother Umbrella jumped onto the roof next door without looking back. After a few breaths, the figure disappeared.

"It's over?" The plane was dumbfounded, "Isn't this guy a bit aloof?"

"He's not usually like this. There must be something going on offline."

After getting along with each other for the past few days, Baozi has come to understand the other person's character more or less. Although he can't be said to be cold on the outside and hot on the inside, he definitely doesn't have a deliberately pretentious temperament.

Baozi thought for a while and decided to make up for these players and said: "You are all here, I will treat everyone to a supper."

"Okay, okay, I've been eating pig food these days and want to die," the plane responded first.

The pp leader and Black Ice No. 2 looked at each other and shrugged in unison.

…

Just when Baozi decided to drain his wallet, in Hong's safe house, the young hacker also adjusted the ancient network warehouse.

"No problem for two people to log in."

The senior engineer shrugged: "Then what are you waiting for!"