Strike First

Strike First

"To thank us for our contributions to this event, the organizers have specially given us ten concert tickets. Anyone interested can draw for one. These are complimentary tickets and cannot be transferred." When he arrived at the company, Yang Bo saw that there were actually more than twenty people there.

"Boss, are you looking down on us? Our family bought our tickets ages ago."

"Yeah, yeah, we bought ours long ago."

Some people spoke up. After the tickets were distributed among those who had not bought any, there were still quite a few left.

"How's the job going?" After Liu Zhijie dismissed the others, he kept Yang Bo behind and asked.

"Thank you, Boss. I feel great about it." Yang Bo nodded. Liu Zhijie had previously seemed like the owner of a small company in Yang Bo's eyes, but now it appeared that this man was a very dangerous presence.

When Yang Bo spoke, the sound waves that echoed back showed that the boss before him was distorted. That represented a very powerful Energy Field around him.

Yang Bo now felt that the term Gene Evolver was somewhat inaccurate. He could even recharge himself now—could he still be considered human? Yet he really was human. How was that supposed to be explained?

The concert would run for five days, from eight at night until midnight each day. Yang Bo had tickets for the third day.

"That's good. Keep up the good work. The company will consider your next training plan." Liu Zhijie was very satisfied.

"Thank you, Boss." Yang Bo had no plans to leave An Zhi Jie for now. Though this company did dirty work, as long as he could live comfortably, that was enough.

Besides, a company like this was perfect for concealing his identity. After all, no one would investigate such a company, and no one could guarantee that an investigation would not eventually lead to their superior.

Yang Bo had recently discovered that class stratification in this world was severe. The top five hundred companies in the Alliance had not changed in five hundred years. That alone explained many things.

As for those political families, they were more or less the same people taking turns. But Yang Bo had no intention of rebelling.

He had money now. If he wanted to get married, he could. As long as he paid a sum of money, there were companies specifically responsible for the technical side, guaranteeing the health of his descendants. Some even sold eggs from female Gene Evolvers. In other words, as long as you paid, any service could be provided. By purchasing such eggs, there was a certain chance that your descendants would naturally awaken as Gene Evolvers.

As for the odds of Gene Evolvers marrying and passing those genes down to their descendants, there was no public data. But Yang Bo knew there was...

For the time being, however, Yang Bo had no plans to get married. He had too many secrets and too many troubles. There was the person who had followed him last time, and now the Red Hair in the community.

That evening at work, Yang Bo was absentminded. Only after getting off work did he slap his forehead. "How could I be so stupid? Red Hair showing up in the community proves that he lives here."

Yang Bo felt that he sometimes overcomplicated things. But the community was huge, at least several hundred acres.

Yang Bo could not exactly ask around about where someone lived, so there was only one stupid method left: wait!

Yang Bo returned home, then went up to the rooftop garden. This was the An Zhi Jie company dormitory, and company employees could use the rooftop garden, though Yang Bo had never come here before.

Yang Bo had thought he would need to spend some time waiting. Unexpectedly, the moment he entered the garden, he saw a blond man and a red-haired man in the rooftop garden of a building in the distance.

The red-haired man seemed to sense someone looking at him. He casually glanced over, then said to his companion, "When we pull out after the job is done the day after tomorrow, that resident on the rooftop over there is worth thirty million Credit Points."

"Thirty million? A resident?" The blond companion sounded shocked, though his expression remained unchanged as he asked.

"Yes. He probably has some secret. Take him away first, then see what secrets he has." The red-haired man continued.

"Mm. Is everything ready?"

"Of course. The feast begins. We have lain dormant for centuries. It is time for the world to recognize us once again." The red-haired young man stood ramrod straight as he spoke.

Yang Bo, watching from afar, frowned slightly. Then he strolled around once before going downstairs.

Should I use Stealth to go over and take a look? Yang Bo muttered inwardly.

Yang Bo had no idea how effective his Stealth ability truly was. He checked his Game Coins, gritted his teeth, exchanged them for Credit Points, and bought a detector worth three million Credit Points.

In Yang Bo's understanding, since it was called Stealth, it definitely would not be easy to detect. Otherwise, it would not be called Stealth—it would be called Camouflage.

It was a small detector without any network-connected equipment, made by a major brand and equipped with multiple detection functions. It was mainly intended for use in places where signals were blocked, such as various security agencies and laboratories.

It looked like a handheld metal detector from Earth. After reading the instructions, Yang Bo took the device into the bathroom.

He activated general mode and watched himself disappear in the mirror. Even when looking at himself directly with his own eyes, he had vanished.

The detector did not make a sound. Yang Bo canceled his Stealth, then his finger flashed.

Beep, beep, beep! The detector sounded.

But on second thought, these people being out in the open was better for him to deal with.

So Yang Bo did not plan to sleep either. Once he finished recharging, he headed to Dome Entertainment City.

"People like this definitely wouldn't come here just to wander around, especially not several of them. I'll first see whether there's anything to gain here." Yang Bo found a casual tea lounge. From its elevated position, he could see the direction leading from his community.

"What shoddy Camouflage." Yang Bo spotted a blond man and recognized him at a glance. These people all had the same sort of temperament.

Of course, there were many blond men and many handsome men in this world, but these people gave Yang Bo a fake feeling. Their smiles were fake, and even the way they walked seemed fake.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Red Hair is here."

Yang Bo saw three of them arrive one after another, then moved elsewhere. He wanted to see what these people had come here to do.

There were many people around, and Yang Bo was wearing glasses that prevented Energy Interference. Sure enough, this time the other side did not notice him watching.

"Camouflage is an incredibly powerful ability." Yang Bo felt pleased with himself. When he had first gained this Camouflage ability, he had known that in a high-tech society, passive skills were more useful—they could reveal another person's Camouflage at a glance.

"The Control Center?" Yang Bo wandered around for several hours and found that these people seemed to be aimlessly strolling about like tourists.

But they appeared more frequently in one particular place: the Control Center. How did Yang Bo know that was the Control Center? Because there was a sign: Restricted Control Center Area, No Visitors Allowed.

"These people aren't targeting me?"

"But is the Control Center really something ordinary people can breach?" Yang Bo muttered to himself.

"I'll head back to the community first and see how many of them live there. Once they leave tomorrow, I'll take a risk and sneak in to have a look." Yang Bo felt that these people had quite a background. They actually dared to set their sights on this place, so he would have to make the first move.