The senior engineer left these weapon technical drawings to Director Du.
In addition to these, there are also drawings of ‘Meat Machinery Technology’.
There are even more of the latter, thousands of them.
After the own camp completes the reverse deduction of the 'meat weapon technology', it will naturally be able to create anti-exclusion equipment.
As for making the ‘Honkai Knight’, you have to do it yourself.
The senior engineer thought for a while and rejected the plan to visit Pang Xiang.
With the Brood Restorer, a 'restorative third-level civilized building', as long as you don't die on the spot, you can save it.
There’s no point in going there.
After Pang Xiang completes his body repair, come and talk to him about the future.
‘Gone.’
After confirming that nothing was missing, the senior engineer quickly left the northern hemisphere and came to a newly built mechanical city in the southern hemisphere.
The streets of this mechanical city are bustling with people, and all kinds of reformers are walking among them. On the back of their heads, there are all kinds of brain machines.
On both sides of the street, there are many players sitting on small horses and shouting with brain-machine stickers.
There are quite a few players here.
"After applying the film, I applied it. The ordinary transparent film costs 50 mechanical coins, the LCD wear-resistant film costs 150, the electrostatic film costs 250, the bullet-proof film costs 600. Hey, hey, there are also special massage patches. In short, just pass by, don't miss it!" p>
"Weapon repair, weapon repair, gun repair skills above level 10, if you spend over 20,000, you will get a free gun plug-in!"
"We've formed a team, we've formed a team, long-range, mental attacks give priority to physical combat!"
"I'm looking for a second-level gaming husband with an upgrade. He can speak, cosplay, and warm the bed."
"Damn it, crossdresser."
Baozi is walking lazily on the street.
Today's Baozi has changed from a shotgun to a cannon. There is an automatic controller hanging on his brain-computer interface, and behind him are four level 35 combat robots, two meters tall, with a second-level mechanical plug-in, even on each robot.
, all holding a 'Level 2 - Sophisticated' level energy gun.
"Damn it, you big dog!"
"Damn it, black marketeer!"
"Damn it, RMB players!"
"Form a group to blast the buns!"
"Fuck him!"
"Hack into his head, force him to take the little blue pill, and give him a cycle of the animal world day and night!"
Nowadays, players are no longer just rookies when they first entered the game, but now the classes are quite clear.
Has completed the second transfer and entered the middle level of major organizations.
Level 2,30 professional players.
And more cute new ones.
In this process, Baozi's reputation as a profiteer began to spread widely, not only because as the earliest prosthetic doctor, he secretly monopolized the player prosthetic market, but also because of his various 'buy low, sell high'
, the profiteer behavior of 'shamelessly making money'.
It successfully made players draw small circles and curse him.
"Good morning, everyone, good noon, and good evening."
Baozi seemed to have heard the friendly greetings from his friends and said with a smile:
"The weather today is sunny and cloudless. It is a good time to increase prices. I announce that all prosthetic bodies in Baozi Prosthetic Store will increase their prices by 10%!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah, Brother Baozi, Uncle Baozi, I just need to repair the equipment, please don't raise the price."
"This profiteer definitely did it on purpose. He wanted to take advantage of the end of another war to make a fortune from the war!"
"Can I kill him? My 'Super Nekomata Kai' can kill him with one shot from 5,000 meters away."
"Don't think about it. There is someone above me who didn't see that he was trying to gain the reputation of the 'Research Society' from the beginning. If you kill him, you won't want the reward from the previous mission?"
A player raised his chin, and several mechanical guards guarding the door were saying hello to Baozi.
"Damn it, how much reputation has this guy gained to be able to greet the guards!"
"Besides, he is a life player. If you blow him up, what good will he do? He can definitely find a killer organization to kill you to level zero."
"By the way, have you heard? Our player's first 'legendary killer' was born. He carries a knife without an umbrella on a rainy night, the Umbrella God!"
Players have always been a group that lacks attention. Soon, after various cursed buns were killed when they went out, the topic changed again.
The profiteer Baozi wandered around the streets and sneaked into the research club. He used his contacts to inquire about it and confirmed that there were no big tasks recently before going back.
But on the way, a piece of news aroused his idea.
‘Baozi, are you busy?’ Bring a knife but no umbrella on a rainy night.
‘Damn it, what kind of wind is this, blowing this big guy like you here.’
‘I have a mission and I’m afraid I need your help.’
‘Say, you’ve helped me a lot before, and this time the bun shop will give you a free one!’
‘I did a second-level camp mission before, do you remember?’
‘Remember, Nine Swords Down Tianshan, isn’t it just to collect the nine famous assassination swords of the Assassination Alliance? Damn it, brother Umbrella, you actually collected them all!?’
Baozi made a big sighing expression.
‘Well, after the mission was completed, I went to the assassin king of the Assassination Alliance to hand in the mission, but after the mission was handed in, I had some physical problems.’
‘Body problem, negative buff?’
‘It’s hard to explain clearly in just a few words. I heard that you are studying players. Maybe you can help me.’
‘Okay, time, place, let’s meet and chat.’
……
After hanging up the call, Baozi touched his chin and still couldn't figure it out.
What kind of debuff do you need to meet and talk about?
If you die once, won't all problems be solved?
But when he thought about the terrifying experience slot after level two, Baozi understood a little bit.
As a first-level high-level player, maybe Brother Umbrella is not willing to die once.
‘However, Brother Umbrella thinks I can solve his problem. Does he need surgery?’
Baozi shook his head and walked into his temporary store.
Soon, a pretty android secretary knocked on the door and entered, saying:
"Boss, the reserved guests have arrived."
The four players walked in with a frown, their expressions were quite tragic.
Baozi couldn't help but rolled his eyes:
"Hey, hey, hey, you signed the contract yourself, and you can't buy the equipment. Don't look at me with such aggrieved eyes."
"I regret that I fell into the trap of a profiteer like you!"
One player sighed.
"If I had known better, I wouldn't have borrowed money to renovate it. Now the equipment is gone."
"Do you think corporate wars are easy to fight?" Baozi snorted coldly: "Do you think that just because the level is close to some elite NPCs, you can just waste it? Do you know that the strongest NPCs are not at all individual strength?" p>
"If you want to make waves, wait until you can carry a missile on your shoulder."
Another player rubbed his teeth and said:
"Baozi, as promised, we will only transform the brain, don't worry about my anus."
The last player said shamelessly:
"It's okay to worry about it, but you have to pay more!"
Baozi rolled his eyes and said, "Go, go, with my current worth, I can buy a bunch of beautiful bionic secretaries, so I'll keep thinking about you."
"If it weren't for studying the 'lost soul phenomenon', I would have nothing to do with you."
The so-called "lost soul phenomenon" is the corporate brainwashing technology used by the "PP boss" a long time ago. Unless you die, you will always be controlled and become a ruthless KPI machine. Even you forget who you are.<
/p>
This type of player is becoming more and more known.
Many players even took the initiative to form a "Player Self-Rescue Club" specifically to rescue these brainwashed players.
As a prosthetic doctor, Baozi is naturally curious about this phenomenon.
He bought a set of 'commercial mind control technology' from the black market, just to give it a try. Since this so-called 'corporate will' can control the player, then the player himself can control the player.
"Go ahead, go ahead, take off your clothes and lie down one by one, and remove all the brain membranes!"
……
Just as Baozi was thinking about the operation, a senior engineer appeared on the top of the highest building in this new machine city.
A group of research association senior officials have been waiting for a long time.
"Mr. G."
"President."
"President."
The senior engineer looked at the high-rise buildings in the distance that were being printed using 3D technology in surprise, and touched his chin.
"I said, you have quite a strong subjective initiative."
He couldn't help but complain.
"Hey, it's mainly to serve the research association."
"After all, Mr. G's research society needs a headquarters."
"Technology development also needs such a place."
A group of senior executives said with shy faces.
You know, companies can apply to the mother city to establish a mechanical city to conduct ‘artificial data experiments’.
But this kind of approval is very complicated and requires many kinds of qualifications.
Many times, even if a large enterprise applies, it may not be approved.
However, if one person can't handle it, if 30 large companies apply together, it will be easy.
At least during the 'corporate war', these participating companies really planned to run the 'Mr. G Research Society' well.
The senior engineer went to see Professor Han again, this old man who had been with him since the days of the "Cable Tribe".
Originally, this guy had already chosen his own tombstone due to the aging of the parts.
As a result, with the help of Sister Rose, this guy took on a new look and looked at least 30 years younger.
After Professor Han came back to life, he was asked by senior engineers to be responsible for presiding over the work of the 'research meeting'.
Because he had said many "last words" before, Professor Han kept a straight face when we met again.
"...I have already read the 'Basic Technology' within the research association, but I want to know, what on earth did you transfer me here for?"
Professor Han paused:
"In other words, there is something that cannot be developed within the Dugo Group."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not asking you to conduct some dark experiment without telling Director Du. It's just that unlike within the group, the research direction here is indeed somewhat different."
The senior engineer saw that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, and quickly waved his hand.
"What I want you to study is ethical technology."
"Ethics...technology?"
Professor Han was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he heard someone put these two words together. He thought about it seriously.
"Is it something like 'thinking stamp' or 'personality chip infrastructure'?"