Training His Own Abilities!

Training His Own Abilities! Stealth was an exceptionally rare trait in the gene evolution sequence. Every powerful Gene Evolver with stealth abilities was a trump card for the major powers.

In a highly technologically advanced society, most Gene Evolvers had to rely on high technology to fight high technology. Unless they were top-tier Gene Evolvers, most could not take on mechas or air-to-space fighters alone, much less missiles, High-Frequency Laser Guns, or Orbital Laser Cannons.

With technology capable of blowing up planets, Gene Evolvers were nothing more than prey unless they possessed special abilities.

Stealth definitely counted as one such special ability. There had once been an enormous corporation in history that was brought down by a special Gene Evolver with stealth. The person infiltrated the company's most critical laboratory, sabotaged it, stole information, and leaked the news. The company was finished.

That was why the Captain, an A-Class intelligence-oriented Gene Evolver, had lost his composure.

"Yes, Captain. We conducted the tests, and the several intact rat corpses we found all possessed stealth abilities. As for the inheritance rate of this special gene evolution and the success rate of producing the serum, we don't dare continue testing. According to regulations, we must have an Alliance Grade SS Supervisor before proceeding to the next stage," the visitor said with a nod.

Upon hearing this, the Captain immediately nodded. "I'll report it at once."

Soon after, the warship began moving away from its original position. Because Grade A Invisibility Material had to be kept isolated and secure, the warship left the spaceport. From that moment until the Alliance's Grade SS Supervisor arrived, not even a hair would be allowed to leave the ship. The warship activated its Wartime System. Any unauthorized Flying Vehicle that approached would be blasted apart.

Yang Bo had already gone to work. The exhibition hall had been a mess during the day, but overnight it had changed completely, filled with all kinds of posters and huge lettering.

He first cleared away the large pieces of trash on the floor, then pushed the vacuum cart around. After finishing, Yang Bo inspected the place carefully and discovered that it was an exhibition hall for displaying mechas.

That shouldn't be right. Mecha companies are all major corporations. Why was the exhibition hall so small? Yang Bo felt somewhat suspicious.

After finishing his work and cleaning up, he retrieved his wristwatch from the attendant, returned the access card, and went home.

It was not yet dawn, but the streets were brightly lit. At this time, one could tell which neighborhoods were upscale. The pitch-black ones were definitely high-end residential areas, while the brightly lit ones were basically like the place Yang Bo had lived before.

After returning to his neighborhood, he collected the batteries that had been charging. No matter the battery size, it cost fifty Credit Points each time. Electricity was very, very cheap in this world.

Once home, after washing up, Yang Bo felt an itch in his heart. That's a huge sum of money. Should be enough to buy a house, right?

"I won't enter the game for now. I should first get familiar with the abilities I have." Yang Bo opened the internet. Instead of entering the game, he entered the game forum.

"What a rip-off." Yang Bo had wanted to check for information on Mutated Beasts and Mutants in the game. Game forums usually had that sort of thing, but when he opened it, everything required Game Coins.

"Information on Rank D Swamp Poison Crocodiles: fifty thousand Gold Coins."

"Information on Rank C Ice Rats: one hundred thousand Gold Coins."

"Information on Rank B Highly Poisonous Boas: one million Gold Coins."

Yang Bo looked over the listings and sucked in a breath. The price of information varied according to rank.

There was no information on A-Class creatures, nor was there any on S-Class creatures. In fact, nobody even knew whether S-Class creatures existed, since no one had heard of one so far.

"Tch. Don't expect to get a single coin from me. My target is small animals." Yang Bo muttered to himself. Even A-Class creatures only gave so many points, while small animals gave at least one point. Yang Bo understood the risk-to-reward ratio perfectly well.

Then Yang Bo's face turned green. Bird-Slaying Bro? They're talking about me?

A whole group on the forum was condemning him for abusing and slaughtering small animals, calling him a real-life loser. An animal protection organization had even offered five million Game Coins for information about his identity.

Some people also said they could not add Bird-Slaying Bro as a friend...

They even said his getting blasted apart twice was karma and that he deserved it.

Yang Bo shrank his neck. For no reason at all, he felt a chill running down his back.

"No, I need to keep this identity secret," Yang Bo muttered to himself.

Then Yang Bo relaxed again. The Mecha Game itself was populated by Gene Evolvers, and players generally needed mecha licenses to enter. Otherwise, they could not even pass the game's assessment. The original owner had wanted to enter the game before but had failed. Of course, the officials would never say that ordinary residents were not allowed to enter.

If they said so outright, it would be a discriminatory rule and illegal. It was like in America, where many people looked down on people of color but would never say it. Instead, they hypocritically shouted about equality, asked those people to vote for them, and might even curse the people who voted for them as idiots behind their backs.

That was why the game company used an anonymous system, to prevent people from discovering that only certain individuals could enter the game. Now that it was anonymous, the game company could evade responsibility by saying they had no records of such data because it was anonymous...

"I'm a good citizen. What Bird-Slaying Bro? Never heard of him. Absolutely never heard of him." Yang Bo closed the game forum and opened Li Aido's concert.

"This baby-faced girl is pretty cute." Yang Bo muttered to himself as he looked at Li Aido's virtual image.

Then Yang Bo checked the specific event details and discovered that many companies would be participating this time.

There were companies selling Youth Preserving Gene Serum, clothing, jewelry, and luxury goods. Looking at those luxury goods priced as high as a house, Yang Bo felt they were not much different from the trash bags he used.

The high-tech companies were selling wristwatches, Anti-Gravity Skateboards, Anti-gravity Cars, and mechas.

There were five mecha companies. Two manufactured mechas, while three modified them. The exhibition hall Yang Bo was responsible for belonged to the Dimensional Mecha Modification Company, which ranked among the Alliance's top three.

It was said that major news would be announced this time, and the company's stock price had already risen.

"I'll take a good look when the time comes." Yang Bo did not see what mecha the other party planned to exhibit.

After leaving the forum, Yang Bo began training his abilities. He bought a large pile of toy ornaments made from various materials.

Snaps rang out one after another inside the room. The ornaments cracked and cracked apart.

He trained for two hours, then ate and went to sleep.

When he woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. Yang Bo stood in the bathroom, training his muscle Camouflage ability... He touched his unusually large pectoral muscles and felt strange. The feel was not right.

His current Camouflage could only alter muscles. His bones could only be adjusted slightly.

That was not enough to fool certain intelligent devices, because they could scan one's skeleton and even the unique biological waves emitted by an individual.

It was all very complicated. Yang Bo had not had a chip implanted, so he could not know all the technology in this world. He only knew a little in general.

Yang Bo mainly trained the speed of his Camouflage. After training, he recharged the energy he had consumed.

That night, Yang Bo arrived at the exhibition hall and found a mecha standing there. A large alloy plate had been laid across the floor, supporting an eight-meter-tall mecha.

"What kind of lousy company brings out a Third Generation Mecha to make up the numbers?" Yang Bo looked at the familiar mecha. Wasn't this the Blade Mecha he used in the game? It was like bringing a hand tractor to fill out a grand auto show.