Start with Mechanical Hunter

Every super enterprise has its own security department. The security department of Tianping Technology is called the "Throne Department", a name that sounds very middle-class.

At this time, Han Tong, one of the captains of the Throne Department, received an order from his superiors to pick up a new colleague.

"A new colleague, or a newcomer to mechanical transformation, joining our department?"

Han Tong's thick eyebrows bulged, he threw the list directly into the face of the person opposite him, and sneered:

"Related household, right?"

Zhang Yu's secretary held back his anger and said: "This is a normal transfer of the company. It has the signatures of each person in charge -"

"Don't fool me with this!"

Han Tong stood up abruptly, his three-meter-tall body bulging with muscles. What was even more frightening was that he had four arms. As he stood up, he could form terrifying patterns on his skin like real creatures, which looked like He is the mythical war ghost Asura.

Han Tong, a member of the Throne Bureau headquarters, a biological cell transformer, a fighting madman, level...60.

This is a corporate powerhouse that benchmarks itself against the powerhouses in its mother city.

In fact, every enterprise branch will have such a super reformer sitting in charge.

Although the capabilities of the Cyber ​​Proving Ground itself can defeat 90% of the enemies, if it is a special spy team sent by a hostile company with specially developed equipment for the proving ground, someone will need to take action to deal with them.

This person is Han Tong.

As a super combatant at the Tianping Technology Headquarters, Han Tong could not give Zhang Yu face - even if they both belonged to the "Armed Faction".

The secretary knew that this muscle monster was unruly, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even give him the respect of the branch manager. He thought about it and decided to change his words.

"Captain Han, the super samurai we jointly developed with Marubeni is almost successful. Would it be better if you were added to the development list?"

Han Tong narrowed his eyes, stared at the other person for a long time, and suddenly grinned: "If you didn't tell me earlier, I would naturally give you the supervisor's face."

Just when the secretary breathed a sigh of relief, Han Tong said coldly:

"But I made a promise in advance. My subordinates don't have very good tempers, and they especially don't like mechanical scum. You can seduce him, but let him keep his tail between his legs and be a human being. Otherwise, if there is any conflict, both sides will look bad. .”

…

Half an hour later, a car stopped in front of the information desk, the door opened, and the secretary stuck his head out and waved to the senior engineer.

Gao Gong had already expected this and got into the car with an expressionless expression - with his current skull face, it was really difficult to make an expression.

"This is your information, download it, and it will be your identity in the company from now on," the secretary handed over an identification chip.

The senior engineer took the chip and inserted it into the interface.

In an instant, a large amount of counterfeit data was generated. From birth to transformation, and then to 100% mechanized transformation, becoming a mechanical life, every step was traceable.

"It's efficient enough," a hoarse electronic voice sounded from the senior engineer's throat.

The secretary was still a little worried and warned: "The Throne Department is different from other departments. It is a super department directly under the headquarters. You should keep a low profile for a while. Director Sun has said that after a period of time, you will be transferred to our department." .”

"learn."

The senior engineer looked at the secretary with his empty right eye socket, which made the secretary feel a little embarrassed. He wondered why this guy just installed a prosthetic eye and pretended to be a pirate.

There was silence all the way, and soon the car drove into the Tianping Branch, which was heavily defended.

'Large-scale energy defense network, biological radar, electronic tracking cannon, um, and some special auras, a branch, gives people the feeling of coming to a fortress, can it only be said that it is a giant enterprise-level defense? , compared with it, Unreal Union is completely inadequate. ’

In Liangzhou City, Tianping Technology has become China. A super fortress built with 4D technology appears in front of you. High mechanical city walls rise from the ground. Behind the city wall, hundreds of high-rise buildings are connected to each other, forming a In the steel jungle, countless people wearing suits or work clothes pass by in a hurry.

Following the window, Gao Gong saw a series of signal towers, evenly distributed behind the walls. The number was even greater than that of the buildings. A large number of biological signals were circulating here, and even because of the excessive number of signals, various illusions were produced, such as huge neural network and a large number of skeleton jungles, but people here seem to have become accustomed to it.

Gao Gong felt a familiar atmosphere in these biological signals.

That's your own breath.

What he has to do now is to restart the 'biological computer' integrated into the test site.

Once it is powered on, he will be able to control the power of this cyber testing ground to a certain extent.

"We're here, be careful."

The secretary warned him and left in a hurry. It was obvious that he didn't want to stay here any longer.

The Throne Department training base not far away is like a prison where felons are imprisoned. Thick metal walls cover one layer after another. The biological signal in this place is quite strong, even a little too strong.

It gives Gao Gong the feeling of being a huge organism.

No one came to greet me.

The senior engineer didn't take it seriously. He hung the prepared work badge around his neck and walked directly into the throne room.

The first feeling when entering is like entering a high-tech slaughterhouse.

There are not many people here, only a dozen or so, both men and women, all muscular men. Some of these people are sitting on the wall, some are holding dumbbells weighing several tons, and some are studying new techniques. arms.

The walls are covered with various hands, feet, and heads, and countless needle-like debuggers are modifying the specific parameters of these organs.

A strong man with colorful arms looked at the senior engineer with wide-open eyes. He tore his arm off with a fierce tear with his dustpan-sized palm. He grabbed a new arm and smashed it up. Countless flesh buds were connected to each other and pieced together. Together, they moved a few times, then slammed the ground, and a huge pit appeared.

‘Assembly-line bioprosthetics, which are products of synthetic biology. ’

The industrialization of species and the assembly line of biological prostheses are powerful weapons for biological civilization to compete with carbon-based civilization. On the battlefield, the effect is even more obvious. No matter which part of the body is broken, it can be restored immediately as long as it is reinstalled.

‘I want to develop this kind of technology for my own camp! ’

"Mechanical scum!"

"Industrial waste!"

"waste!"

Gao Gong didn't pay attention to the abuse around him, and even found it interesting. He didn't expect that one day, he would be discriminated against, just because he didn't have a penis.

However, the biotechnology of Tianping Technology is not to mention. All that can be seen with the naked eye are second-level biological prosthetics. Although these corporate warriors are few in number, each one is at least an elite of level 40 or above, although they are not as good as A collider made of all memory metal, but it is only one level weaker.

Equip them with some second-level top-level equipment, and they may even have the ability to tactically decapitate the mechanical mastermind.