An Assassin's Creed

"An invitation to a Sky Battleship, and an award ceremony? What the hell?"

Led by Tiepi, the convoy finally arrived, and the senior engineer received a message from Douya, who was Director Du's personal secretary.

The senior engineer had some impression of the six major generals of the Security Legion, mainly because in the expansion pack, these six were just extras used to highlight the Hydra campaign. The overwhelming beast tide caused the legion commanded by these six to collapse at the first touch, which was quite satisfying from the Knights' perspective.

However, he had no recollection of this lieutenant general at all; during the Hydra campaign, this man had acted as if he were invisible.

In short, it's quite bizarre.

"Sister Du also said to be careful of the Xiao family; they'll be there too."

The senior engineer understood that this person was eager to have his blood drawn. He was in such a hurry to go to the research institute because he wanted to see if there was any bionic technology there that could fool them.

Now it's unnecessary. The bloodline of the emperor is as pure as it gets, the true teachings of the retired emperor, and the legacy of the Black Prince. Anyone who says they are not a descendant of the empire should examine their own conscience!

After putting down the invitation, the senior engineer coughed lightly. "Why didn't Director Du come? He's still angry."

Bean Sprout rolled her eyes. "Sister Du isn't angry that you sleep around with women, she's angry that you laid an egg for her. If you can lay eggs, who knows if your other functions are even working?"

"That makes sense!" The senior engineer stood up and walked back.

"Where are you going?" Bean Sprout asked in surprise.

"I'm going to see if the research institute has any bionic reproductive systems. A real man should let his abilities speak for themselves."

Bean Sprout quickly caught up with him and grabbed him, saying, "Don't go, I still have something to tell you."

The senior engineer glanced at the other person and said in surprise, "What could you possibly have to do? As a secretary, you should be aware of keeping your distance from your boss's men. Do you mean to suggest you're cheating on your boss?"

Bean Sprout rolled her eyes and said, "I admit you're somewhat pretty, but you're not my type."

"Oh? Which one do you like?"

"I like petite, cute, clingy younger brother type boyfriends, preferably with big, watery eyes," Douya said hopefully.

Isn't this the Rich Woman Love Machine Type 1 that I developed? Young lady, you have great taste. If you perform well, I'll develop it and give it to you as your year-end bonus.

"Ahem," seeing the senior engineer looking at her with an ambiguous expression, Douya coughed slightly, her face flushed, and said, "There is a robot that wants to see you. Whether you see it or not is up to you."

Robot?

At the senior engineer's signal, Douya quickly led the person in, and before leaving, she didn't forget to roll her eyes at the senior engineer.

Ha, this little girl is pretty arrogant. Believe me or not, I'll go back to my old ways, use the "rich woman type 1" machine to seduce you first, and then abandon you after using you.

Is this considered a different kind of minotaur?

The senior engineer pulled himself out of his reverie and sized up the young man before him. His appearance was ordinary, his demeanor ordinary, his height ordinary, but as the young man took a step forward, a primal sense of danger rose from the depths of his heart. This feeling—

"Are you Miyamoto's AI assassin apprentice?"

The man nodded and calmly said, "My name is Jiro, Sasaki Jiro."

What a coincidence, I also have a name, Jujiro, meaning "ten times a night".

The senior engineer coughed lightly and said, "So, Second Young Master, what brings you here?"

"Finding you is the result of big data analysis. After my master died, I conducted in-depth data simulations and found that there was only a 5.8% chance of surpassing him. But if it were you, there would be a 67% chance of surpassing him, rejoining the assassination alliance, and fulfilling his last wish."

Good heavens, so this old guy is from the Assassination Alliance. No wonder he was so fierce.

In Japan, biker gangs are illegal, but yakuza are legitimate businesses.

In the cyber proving ground, terrorist organizations are illegal, while assassin organizations are legitimate businesses. Business battles between companies also include hiring assassins to kill executives of competitors.

Street gangs, needless to say, would frequently send assassins as a "gift package" to the enemy leader.

These are all legal actions, protected by the highest mechanical directives.

It is precisely because of the huge market demand that a large number of assassin organizations have emerged. Among them, the three strongest are the Dark Web, Cyber Cowboys, and the Assassination League, all of which are powerful underground forces capable of overturning the world order.

Even many large corporations, in order to avoid having their executives assassinated, have no choice but to sign lavish employment contracts, which is essentially a disguised form of paying protection money.

These three assassin organizations each have their own characteristics. 90% of the assassins on the dark web are androids. Their assassination style is to keep producing a new model that can kill you as long as they can't kill you. They are the kind of people who will fight to the death.

Cyber Cowboys are known as "keyboard warrior killers." They are a group of hackers hidden in the cyber network who can blow your head off through a virtual screen, or hack into the Mechanical City system to physically erase you, or even implant a memory you can't bear, causing you to jump off a building and commit suicide.

This organization's style is to make you die without even knowing how you died.

The last type is very "business-like" and "formal," with pre-job training, accident insurance, a comprehensive promotion system, celebrity assassins, idol assassins, and even assassin executives and CEOs of assassin groups. The organization's stock went public in its home city last year and was snapped up by financial institutions, with a very good upward trend.

This is the Assassination Alliance, a large corporation disguised as an assassin organization.

If you have enough assassination targets, they might even give you a discount or a monthly package.

"This old man actually comes from the assassination alliance," the senior engineer muttered to himself. "He's definitely not an idol type. This old man is clearly a powerhouse. If he can't handle a mission, it's probably going to be quite troublesome."

"So what benefit would I get from fulfilling his last wish?"

Sasaki Jiro calmly said, "I will pass on all the assassin techniques that my master has mastered to you, and I will serve under you. Moreover, before he passed away, my master gave me the assassin training software that he had cracked."

The senior engineer remained unmoved by the previous conditions, but his eyes lit up immediately when he heard the words "killer training software".

He knew what this meant; it was the faction's version of "class legacy".

"Please sit down, please take a seat of honor," the senior engineer said with a change in expression and a look of grief. "Actually, I have always had the idea of fulfilling your master's last wish. I'm afraid you don't know, but your master and I were very close friends, true confidants."

Sasaki Jiro hesitated, "But according to my memory data—"

"If the data works, what's the point of having assassins?" Senior Engineer said affectionately, taking Ercilang's hand. "After my new oasis is established, you will go to my oasis as the first assassin instructor. As for fulfilling my last wish, we'll discuss that in the long run."

"This--"

"To be honest, I felt a strong connection with you the moment I saw you. Your name is Jigenro, right? I have a nickname, Jugenro. We look like brothers even though we're not from the same father..."

Sasaki Jiro was misled by the senior engineer, who also promised to fulfill Miyamoto's last wish, so he agreed in a daze.

The appeal of a faction to players largely depends on the variety of classes it offers.

The assassin profession is sure to appeal to some players.

How about creating an Assassin's Creed to add some historical depth? It seems like a good idea. Without hesitation, he grabbed a pen and paper and started writing the background story.

An assassin tribe that has been passed down since the age of civilization has wandered into the radiation zone.

Large corporations, acting as persecutors, intend to inherit the ancient artifacts of the past.

Descendants of the empire, the objects of protection for the inheritors.

Now, someone wants to wipe out the last bloodline of the Empire. As a defender, it's time to take up your weapons.

Another day passed, and Professor Han finally finished all the preliminary preparations.

The senior engineer was led into a "high-temperature steam room".

Looking at the dense array of high-temperature nozzles on the wall, the senior engineer turned to the professor and said, "Professor, I have a bad feeling."

"Bionic experiments are different from human body modification surgery. If modification surgery is replacement, then bionic experiments are change."

Professor Han manipulated the instrument, "The high-temperature spray will melt the surface of your skin, and the biomimetic medicine will be absorbed into your body by your cells. Don't worry, with your vitality, this little trouble is no problem."

The organism beside him nodded vigorously and even grew a thumbs-up, giving Professor Han a thumbs-up.

"Sycophant."

The senior engineer pursed his lips, changed into a bio-mimetic suit, which was semi-transparent and supposedly allowed for better data analysis.

"Bring it on."

After entering the "high-temperature steam room", the senior engineer nodded to Professor Han.

The next moment, countless high-temperature nozzles began to hum, spraying out a unique high-temperature medicinal mist.

Instead of high temperatures, the engineer felt a cool sensation and could clearly feel some special substances entering his body.

This made the senior engineer inexplicably think of synthetic humans.

Synthetic humans and androids are somewhat similar, but the biggest difference between the two is that the ultimate goal of androids is to achieve 100% human simulation using high-tech materials. Remember, it is simulation, not reproduction. For example, if a certain function of the human body is 100%, but an android can reach 1000% or even 10000% of the strength, it is truly like crossing the river by feeling for the human.

Synthetic humans are different. Synthetic humans do not need to be 100% simulated, and may even be without certain systems of the human body, such as the digestive system, endocrine system, and even the senses of pain, smell, and hearing.

Synthetic humans are more often used as low-level warriors, consciousness carriers, explorers, and starship pilots of advanced civilizations, and are very popular in the cosmic black market.

The human body is an integrated whole; once a part is lost, a person's personality, memory, and values will be affected.

Synthetic humans have no emotions.

The senior engineer feels a bit like a synthetic human right now.

His surface was cool, but inside, a cold tide was engulfing him.

To outsiders, the surface of the engineer's body was rapidly melting, like food in a microwave oven.

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