Training His Own Abilities!

Training His Own Abilities! Stealth was an exceptionally rare presence among Gene Evolution sequences. Every powerful Stealth Gene Evolver was a trump card for major factions.

In a highly advanced technological society, most Gene Evolvers had no choice but to rely on high technology to fight high technology. Unless they were top-tier Gene Evolvers, most could not fight mechas or Air-to-Space Fighters alone, let alone missiles, High-Frequency Laser Guns, or Orbital Laser Cannons.

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

Stealth definitely counted as one such special ability. Once, in history, an enormous conglomerate had been brought down by a special Gene Evolver with Stealth. He had infiltrated the company's most important laboratory, sabotaged it, stolen its data, and leaked its secrets. The company had been finished.

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

"Yes, Captain. We conducted the experiment, and we discovered that several intact rat corpses possessed Stealth abilities. As for the inheritance rate of this special Gene Evolution trait and the success rate of producing a serum, we don't dare continue the experiment. According to regulations, an Alliance Grade SS Supervisor must be present before we can proceed to the next stage," the visitor said with a nod.

The Captain immediately nodded upon hearing this. "I'll report it at once."

Soon afterward, the warship began moving away from its original position. Since the Grade A Invisibility Material had to be kept independent and secure, the warship detached from the spaceport. From that moment until the Alliance Grade SS Supervisor arrived, not so much as a hair could leak out from 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 it had completely changed by nightfall, with all kinds of posters and huge lettering everywhere.

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

That's not right. Mecha companies are all major corporations. Why would they have such a small exhibition hall? Yang Bo felt suspicious.

After finishing work and tidying 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 times like this, 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 the neighborhood, he collected the batteries he had left charging. No matter the battery size, each charge cost fifty Credit Points. Electricity was extremely cheap in this world.

After getting home and washing up, Yang Bo felt an itch in his heart. That was a huge sum of money. It was time to buy a house, wasn't it?

I won't enter the game for now. I'll first get familiar with the abilities I have. Yang Bo opened the internet, skipped the game, and entered the game forum.

"What a rip-off." Yang Bo had wanted to check information about Mutated Beasts and Mutants in the game. Such information was usually available on game forums, but when he opened it, everything cost 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 took a look and sucked in a breath. The prices for the information varied according to rank.

There was no information on A-rank creatures, nor was there any on S-rank ones. In fact, no one even knew whether S-rank creatures existed, because no one had ever heard of one.

"Tch, don't think you're getting a single coin out of me. My targets are small animals." Yang Bo muttered to himself. Even if an A-rank creature gave more points, how many could it give? Even if small animals only gave one point, Yang Bo knew perfectly well how the risks compared.

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

A group of people on the forum were condemning him, calling him an animal-abusing murderer, a failure in real life. An animal protection organization had even offered five million Game Coins for information on his identity.

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

Others said it served him right that he had been blown up twice. Karma had come for him.

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

No, I have to keep this identity secret. Yang Bo muttered inwardly.

Then Yang Bo relaxed again. The players in this Mecha Game were all Gene Evolvers, and basically only those with mecha licenses could enter the game. Otherwise, they could not even pass the game's assessment. The original owner had wanted to enter the game before, but he had failed to get in. Of course, the officials would never say that ordinary residents were not allowed to enter.

If they said it outright, it would be a discriminatory rule and illegal. It was like in America, where many people looked down on people of color, yet they would never say it. Instead, they would hypocritically shout about equality and urge those people to vote for them, while perhaps calling the people who voted for them idiots behind their backs.

That was why the game company used an anonymous system—to prevent anyone from discovering that only certain people could enter the game. Now that it was anonymous, the game company could simply deny responsibility. We don't have that data, because it's anonymous...

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

"This baby-faced girl looks pretty good." Yang Bo muttered inwardly as he watched Li Aido's virtual projection.

Yang Bo then checked the specific event details and discovered that many companies were participating this time.

Some sold Youth Preserving Gene Serum, while others sold clothing, jewelry, and luxury goods. Looking at luxury items priced as high as an entire house, Yang Bo felt they were no different from the trash bags he used.

The high-tech companies included those 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, one of the top three in the Alliance.

It was said that they would be announcing major news this time, and their stock price had already risen.

"I'll take a good look when the time comes." Yang Bo did not see what mecha they 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.

Finger snaps rang out repeatedly throughout the room. The ornaments cracked, then cracked again.

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 found the feeling strange. The texture was wrong.

For now, his Camouflage could only alter his muscles. His bones could only be adjusted slightly.

That was not enough to fool certain intelligent devices, because they could scan his skeleton and even the unique biological waves emitted by his body.

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

Yang Bo mainly trained the speed of his Camouflage. After finishing, he recharged to replenish 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, and an eight-meter-tall mecha stood on top of it.

"What a lousy company, bringing out a Third Generation Mecha to make up the numbers." Yang Bo looked at the familiar mecha. Wasn't that the Blade Mecha from the game? It was like bringing a hand-cranked tractor to a grand auto show just to fill space.