Talent 'Complete Form'
As we all know, specializations are the strongest skills of faction leaders, and faction leaders are products of NPC templates.
If you are a gamer, you will never have a specialty in your life.
Unless you're like the senior engineer, who directly stole an NPC template from a level 9 civilization.
"I thought I'd have to wait until a faction was unlocked to gain special abilities. Is this a sign that I've met the hidden requirements for unlocking a faction?"
Adhering to the principle of saving the best for last, the senior engineer first checked his second job advancement.
Slaughter Hunter, that name sounds fierce. He remembered that the second-job hunter of the guy with the knife in the rainy night, who seemed to be called "Rainy Night Hunter". It was a second-job class that leaned towards assassination.
The class level is immediately elevated.
Slaughter Hunter: You are a mechanical hunter at the pinnacle of the world. Your very existence is the epitome of terror. When you choose to slaughter, wherever you go, blood and carnage will surely follow.
Strength, reputation, transformation path, and faction will all affect the system's judgment.
This somewhat exaggerated description was undoubtedly influenced by his reputation, given that he had a reputation of 11,450 points in his region and was known as the "Number One Mechanical Hunter".
It's like a mountain-opening monster.
Tsk, although it's a bit exaggerated, the description is very accurate. As expected of a system.
The system fell silent.
The senior engineer looked at the 'massacre-style modification' that had been upgraded from 'mechanical hunting modification'.
Massive Modification: Allows for intensive modification of the human or mechanical body, causing widespread death among prey.
Has the focus shifted from individual hunting to mass hunting?
This new profession seems to have a tendency to be a "big spender".
The drastic transformation gave the senior engineer a renewed sense of inspiration.
Talent 'Species Butcher': Kingdom, Phylum, Class, Order, Family, Genus, Species. You can perform targeted transformations to exploit the weaknesses and vulnerabilities of each species. Upon transformation, critical hit rate +100%~200%, combo rate +50%~100%, and all skill cooldown time -30%~50%.
Biologist, prosthetic doctor, and mechanic—do these combine to increase one's talents?
In addition, there is a hint of "biological predator-prey evolution". However, the former is biological transformation, which has a long charging time and a limited transformation range. At most, it can grow a claw or strengthen its defense. The latter includes not only "biological transformation" but also "mechanical transformation".
In an instant, several mechanical blueprints flashed through Gao Gong's mind; these were all "killer" level blueprints.
To adapt this weapon to specific scenarios, tsk tsk, I really feel sorry for his future opponents.
If "Species Butcher" primarily increases critical hit rate, then "Gene Slayer" enhances an even more dangerous attribute.
Fatality rate.
The so-called headshot rate!
Talent 'Gene Slayer': Remotely captures the pheromones emitted by the opponent, or obtains them through blood, cortex, and muscle fibers. After obtaining the pheromones, performs 'Genetic Nemesis Simulation'. Once the analysis is complete, the next attack has a +40% lethality rate. Cooldown: 10 minutes.
The senior engineer finally understood why carbon-based + mechanical engineering was so powerful; the targeted reinforcement and deformation alone were far beyond what other schools of thought could match.
For an average mechanical hunter, having even half of its bonus is already considered a sign of good fortune, and they'll definitely enjoy countless compliments like "Welcome to carry me!"
Queen of Blades, just you wait! I've taken over your path and left you with nowhere to go!
I want revenge! I want to ride on top of you!
The last one, and the most exciting one, is the 'Expertise Template'.
The fact that NPCs have combat power far exceeding that of players is largely due to their "specialties".
The strength of a faction leader can be gauged by the number of his specialties.
In a Level 1 civilization, below level 30, whether you are a business leader, a rebel leader, or a mechanical legion commander, you will not have more than three specializations.
Complete Form (Bloodline Preferred): Your body contains the bloodline of a high-level radiation beast. In normal state, the power of this bloodline cannot be fully unleashed. Berserkly absorb radiation and unleash your true nature! In this transformed state, Strength, Agility, Stamina, Intelligence, and Perception are doubled, Bio-energy is increased by 10, Mechanical Energy by 10, and all body parts—Reinforced Prosthetic Eye, Titanium Alloy Exoskeleton, Reinforced Bloodlust Legs, Reaper Blade Limbs, Blood Armor, Ironback Azure Dragon Spine—receive temporary enhancements. Duration: 30 minutes, Cooldown: 24 hours.
Hmm, the more I look at it, the more familiar it seems.
The senior engineer thought about it for a long time.
Damn, isn't this just a boss template?
Doubled attributes, 10 times mechanical/biological energy—this is the pace of integrating all modified components into the life system!
All the advanced beasts that the senior engineer had seen—the super mechanical gorilla, the rainbow pterosaur, the ironback dragon, and the ionizing radiation bird—did the same thing.
It is precisely by doing this that they are able to maintain that vast and complex life system.
Biological energy * 10 + mechanical energy * 10, that's roughly 100,000.
That's like having one foot in the door of becoming a B-rank beast.
They're half-step into the Innate Realm, while I'm half-step into the Beast Realm. The latter definitely sounds better.
The increase in attribute points is not just a change in numerical value. Senior engineers can clearly feel their whole body burning hot, and even some biological parts are slowly wriggling. They are expecting and enduring.
They knew that a terrifying power belonging to them was gradually taking shape within their bodies.
The senior engineer sat silently in the shadows, watching the constantly changing attribute panel, his gaze like a burning flame.
"Beast tide, I'll see if you're as trendy as me!"
Name: Senior Engineer
Race: Carbon-based Aberrant
Overall level: lv 36
Physical modification: 50
Consciousness: 81
Main Class: Slaughter Hunter lv1 (Second Job Advancement)
Secondary professions: Intermediate worker at Factory No. 3, level 4 (third job advancement); Senior prosthetic doctor, level 1 (second job advancement); Biologist, level 1 (first job advancement).
Health 1147/1147 +10 (Skin) +250 Armor (Health Armor)
Stamina: 506/506
Mechanical energy: 2996
Bioenergy: 4210
Personal Attributes: Strength 32, Agility 28, Stamina 25 (Max Stamina +10%) (Stomach Modification), Intelligence 16, Perception 37, Character: 3
Free Attribute Points: 4 free attribute points, 1 skill point, +1 specialization point, and two chances to draw a prize.
Skill:
Professional skills: Human body modification surgery, intermediate mechanical repair, slaughter modification, species origin, genetic code analysis
Common skills: Full Strike (Modified), Precision Shot lv10 max (Advanced), Killer Samurai lv10 max (Elite), Parry Knife (Advanced) lv1, Monomolecular Line Claw (Passive) (Elite)
Biological Skills: Predator Domain, Metal Predator, Leader Templates: Radiation Field Mastery, Memory Extraction, Information Transmission, Activated Neural Bundles, Biological Predation Evolution, Basic Energy Immunity, Radiation Invisibility
Personal System (Second Job Advancement cap 75%):
25% (mechanized modification) 25% (biological modification)
Mechanical rejection: 150 Biological rejection: 200
Mechanical modification:
Endoskeleton reinforcement (musculoskeletal system), sensor-activated knee (musculoskeletal system), military-grade micro-motor (musculoskeletal system), combat-type prosthetic eye *1 (enhanced version), mechanical heart (circulatory system), tactile nerve facilitator (nervous system)
Bioengineering:
Desert Skin (Superior), Bio-Blood Armor (Bio-Mutation), Reaper Blade Limbs *4 (Mutated Organs), Enhanced Bloodlust Legs *20 (Mutated Organs), Somatic Cell Enhancement Components (Mutated Organs), Zerg Form (Bio-Transformation)
Talents: 'Species Butcher', 'Gene Slayer'
Individual combat strength: Tier 1, Rank 2
Bloodline Specialty: Complete Form
Career Knowledge Tree: None
Regional Reputation: 11450 [Number One Mechanical Hunter]
Hostile (-700) [Mechanical Legion]
Enemy (-1300) [Knights]
Mechanical puzzle piece incomplete [4/5]
Bionic Return to Origin Quest Fragment *1 (Activated)
With the great battle imminent, the scene was bustling with activity as everyone made final preparations.
"Fat Xiang, Fat Xiang, where is my son!?" Aunt Xiang grabbed a passerby, preparing to give him a few more words of advice before he went to the battlefield.
"Fatty seems to be at the door, listening to Uncle Xu tell a story."
"Damn it, didn't I tell him to keep his distance from that guy? You son of a bitch, you won't listen..."
Aunt Xiang cursed all the way, then found the huge figure squatting on the threshold at the door, and grabbed his ear without hesitation.
"Mother, Mother, it hurts—"
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from these old folks? If you hang out with them, you'll go astray."
Aunt Xiang stared coldly at Uncle Xu.
"Especially that old Xu, he's a real scoundrel!"
Old Xu chuckled, "Little Xiang, how can you speak ill of someone in front of them? I really like Fatty Xiang, this big guy."
"Is that so?" Aunt Xiang sneered. "The big guys you like never end up well."
The two exchanged a glance, then Aunt Xiang grabbed Fatty Xiang by the ear and left, seemingly another adult feud.
An elderly man wearing sunglasses walked over, his steps unsteady.
"I haven't used a gun in a long time, I don't know if I'm used to it. It would be great if someone could lend a hand."
"By the way, where's Lao Wang?" Lao Xu asked. The guy had disappeared without a trace early in the morning. It couldn't have been that he ran away, although that possibility wasn't out of the question.
"Old Wang, he's gone electrofishing."
"Electric fishing?"
"Those thundercloud electric eels, Old Wang said he's going to make an electric gun, it'll definitely be useful on the battlefield."
"This guy," Old Xu clicked his tongue twice, "Everyone's really excited."
"Yes, everyone is very excited," the old man in sunglasses murmured.
At the back door, a hundred bio-modified warriors stood ready in front of Sun Hong, each with an indifferent expression, seemingly not caring about their own lives at all.
The reason why the senior engineer tacitly allowed Zhao Xie to engage in piracy was to see if this old-fashioned mechanical hunter could be mass-produced.
The result was disappointing.
They had not experienced the brutal battles with the radioactive beasts, nor the unwavering will they had forged in various perilous environments.
In the end, what was produced were merely pure killing machines with no potential for development.
However, in terms of immediate combat capability, each of these killing machines is equivalent to a Class C radioactive beast.
Regardless of cost-effectiveness, it's enough to be a mainstay on the current desert map.
A complex look flashed in Sun Hong's eyes. She opened her mouth, but only managed to utter two words.
"Set off!"
Outside the motel's main entrance, amidst the clamor of people and the neighing of horses, riders on massive mechanical beasts shouted excitedly. Each of these beasts had been transformed into a terrifying war machine, and all of the thousands of problematic weapons from "Mas Edge" had been mounted on them.
Although these weapons all have serious problems, it doesn't prevent them from being at least "excellent" level.
"Let's go back!"
Old Wilde dragged young Wilde along, pulling the tomboy inside.
"No, I want to go to the battlefield too!"
"What the hell are you talking about!"
In front of the mechanical beast army, Huang Yuanli, wearing an extra-small bulletproof vest, was full of vigor. Beside her were four leader-level jet leopards.
"Brothers, this time, we'll show those cowardly security forces what the tribe is truly invincible!"
Another burst of howling and wailing erupted.
In the conference room, the senior engineer slowly stood up and looked at the three Cyber Hacker.
"The task of supporting the battlefield is entrusted to you."
"Don't worry, General!" Bai Yong nodded seriously.
He looked to his left and right. To his left was a group of old hunters with different expressions, while to his right were four frontline hunters from the oases, each with a fanatical expression.
"Let's go," the senior engineer paused, "We're going to hunt down a Class B radioactive beast!"