First Grandmaster Skill

First Grandmaster Skill

PS: Two updates at dawn lately; massive updates after launch.

The mecha shot into the sky, and Yang Bo sensed that something was wrong. Most animals ate the corpses of their own kind—fish, chickens, pigs, and so on.

Stimulated by the blood, these animals only knew how to eat, eat, eat. Even if this was an alien world, and even if some fish possessed high intelligence and knew danger, what about the others? "Sound waves?" Yang Bo flew through the air, his Rocket Pack keeping the mecha suspended as he watched the fish displayed on the radar. They seemed to be driven by some kind of animal, and Yang Bo could also hear strange sounds.

Yet the mecha had detected nothing. The fish schools displayed on the radar clearly showed signs of being herded; one could tell from their swimming formations.

Some creatures in the sea could use sound waves to attract and drive fish.

"No matter who you are, if you dare mess with a fisherman's spot, you're dead." Yang Bo was furious, but he would not act impulsively.

Yang Bo listened carefully, circling through the air, and roughly pinpointed where the eerie sounds were coming from.

The Rocket Pack activated again. This time, Yang Bo flew directly to an altitude of ten thousand meters, took out a Shockwave Bomb, set the timer, and sent the mecha diving down. The Rocket Pack accelerated, faster and faster.

Three times the speed of sound, four times, five times, six times. As Yang Bo watched the lake draw closer and closer, he hurled the bomb in his hand downward.

The mecha executed a beautiful U-turn and flew back into the sky. The Rocket Pack could fly, but only for a short time; aerial combat was impossible.

The Impact Bomb plunged into the lake at six times the speed of sound, creating only a tiny splash.

Boom! The next second, the water beneath the lake shuddered.

Boom! Then a column of water dozens of meters high erupted.

Sonic Control +8!

Sonic Control +8!

Sonic Control +8!

Four Sonic Control notifications appeared in succession, accompanied by messages such as Swimming +1 and Camouflage.

"So there really are Mutants or hostile targets?" Yang Bo had merely been guessing. He had not expected it to be true—and they were at least C-Class.

What Yang Bo did not know was that the general in the underground space had no idea Yang Bo had dropped bombs from high altitude, because the bird monitoring him had been swatted to death. Of course, even if he had known, it would have been too late.

Watching the fish schools begin gathering around the dead fish again, Yang Bo pondered whether he should buy some Shockwave Bombs.

Buy them! Yang Bo directly placed an order through the game Shopping Mall. He bought five, spending fifty thousand game Gold Coins, plus another ten thousand in delivery fees. That was right—they would deliver directly to wherever you were, and the farther from the base, the higher the fee.

The delivery from the base arrived in less than five minutes. It was an Aerospace Plane, an aircraft capable of freely flying from a planet into space. Like mechas, it was an important armed force in Planetary Battles.

As the fish schools gathered, Yang Bo flew into the sky. Locking onto a huge school of fish, he dropped the Shockwave Bombs.

Boom! Boom! Boom! All five Shockwave Bombs were thrown down in one go, and Yang Bo turned around and left.

He had just killed several opponents who were at least C-Class. If he did not run now, what was he waiting for? Who knew whether one of those B-Class guys he had encountered yesterday might emerge from beneath the lake? If the mecha got damaged this time, he would have to pay for it himself.

"Damn it! Damn it! Those cunning Federation bastards—issue a Rank A Kill Order for him!" In the underground space, Tiger-Face General roared furiously upon receiving word that the hunting team had suffered devastating losses. Of the eight men, four were dead and the other four severely injured.

Tiger-Face General could not help but fly into a rage. Yang Bo had burned a B-Class Infiltrator to death, allowing that new type of Biological Mecha to fall into the enemy's hands and forcing their side to develop a new one.

Then there was the bird, which was also the product of the most advanced biotechnology.

The Mutants in the hunting squad possessed sonic abilities, useful in both warfare and many other fields. Tiger-Face General did not dare imagine what else would happen if Yang Bo was allowed to keep causing trouble.

Yang Bo was delighted. After returning just now, he had turned in the bird's corpse and received three hundred thousand Gold Coins. It was said to be a new biological reconnaissance device cultivated by the enemy.

After recharging himself, Yang Bo finally had the chance to look at his skills.

Swimming: Grandmaster (Speed in liquids +300%, permanent underwater breathing ability, underwater attack power +120%)

Flight: Master (1402/10000) Camouflage: Advanced (321/1000) Sonic Control: Intermediate (55/100)

Dynamic Vision: Master (4032/10000)

Thermal Imaging Vision: Advanced (301/1000)

Electrical Energy Control: Advanced (112/1000) Light Energy Control: Beginner (4/10)

Mecha Piloting: Beginner (8/10)

Stealth: Intermediate (16/100)

Slapping: Advanced (134/1000)

"So Grandmaster is the final skill level. That makes five levels in total."

"But this Grandmaster Swimming ability seems kind of useless. You could say it has no use at all?" Yang Bo shook his head as he looked at the Grandmaster Swimming ability.

Still, this experiment had been quite perfect. It had only been a few days.

"Sonar Positioning is gone, replaced by Sonic Control."

"Tomorrow, I'll download a combat training program." Yang Bo looked at his hands. The stainless-steel spoon he used for meals bent in his hand like a limp noodle.

Yang Bo did not dare train at a physical combat gym. He would probably give himself away.

The next day, after arriving at the company, Yang Bo was called into Liu Zhijie's office. "Yang Bo, our company has taken on a major order this time. Li Aido is coming here to hold a concert."

"Many major companies are taking this opportunity to hold exhibitions here, and our company has received some orders," Liu Zhijie said.

Yang Bo asked in confusion, "Shouldn't robots be used for that?"

"Yang Bo, let me tell you this: humanity's most important information is still entirely on paper, with no digital records whatsoever."

"Among the major companies participating in this exhibition are many high-tech companies. Who would dare use robots? What if those robots carry concealed detection equipment? Even some Gene Evolvers possess all sorts of unbelievable abilities. Some can see through things, like X-rays, and examine other people's equipment inside and out."

"So for large exhibitions like this, high-end equipment is protected by a security line. Outside that line, it does not matter. Inside it, a resident has to serve as security. All the guard has to do is make sure no one crosses the line. If anyone does, they just press the alarm."

Liu Zhijie's words left Yang Bo somewhat stunned. "Boss, there are really Gene Evolvers like that?"

"Of course. Go look up the biggest theft in history. A certain Gene Evolver touched the most advanced Air-to-Ground Fighter of the time and obtained authorization. Then he flew off in it, and his whereabouts remain unknown to this day."

"It's not just you. We've also transferred personnel from other branches. Here's a software package. Go back and familiarize yourself with its contents over the next two days. If you pass the assessment, you can take this assignment. During the mission, you'll earn two thousand Credit Points a day, with triple pay for holiday overtime." Liu Zhijie handed Yang Bo a card.

"Boss, yesterday I heard someone mention Mutants on the bus. What are they?" Yang Bo took the card, then asked curiously.