Gene Leopard

As the transport plane slowly entered the cabin of the Sky Carrier, a butler-type robot greeted it with a smile.

"Welcome to the Ship of Paradise, Desert Paradise."

"Ugh~~"

Xiao Huang turned pale and spat a mouthful of bile onto the other person's face.

The butler-type robot remained expressionless, took out a handkerchief from its chest and wiped its face, then offered an even more friendly greeting.

"Young Master Xiao, you've come again. What type of maid would you like? I'll arrange it right away."

However, Xiao Huang, a regular customer, was now filled with terror, clutching the senior engineer's sleeve tightly and shaking his head repeatedly. "No women, no women, keep them all away from me!"

The butler looked at the senior engineer, his eyes lighting up, and said, "You must be the famous Mr. Gao, the beast tide resister. The lieutenant general specifically asked me to receive you."

The senior engineer nodded, looked at Xiao Huang, and said, "You'd better arrange for someone to check him out. I suspect he's been overstimulated."

Xiao Huang grabbed Gao Gong with a look of despair and said, "I'm not making this up. That girl just exploded. There's definitely something wrong with that latest model of virtual machine. You have to believe me, Brother Gao."

"So you're going to throw it away?"

Xiao Huang was torn with painful conflict. Although the virtual machine had scared him so much that he was practically paralyzed and had left him with a huge psychological scar, he couldn't bear to part with it when he thought about the joy it had brought him and all the female characters he had painstakingly created.

"Don't worry about it, let me take a look. You know I'm an absolute professional in this area."

Xiao Huang said gratefully, "Brother Gao, you're such a good person. I'll give you the collector's edition virtual machine later."

"Just focus on recovering. This kind of illness is better treated early; if you wait too long, you might have to switch to another treatment."

"They've changed me again! This is my third change already! Hurry, hurry, get me to the treatment room!"

After Xiao Huang was carried away on a magnetic levitation stretcher, the senior engineer looked around. Gravity conduction, core module, cargo spacecraft, self-circulation system—wow, people would believe it if you said it was a large space station.

No wonder it's the stronghold of the security forces.

"His Excellency Frasso specifically instructed that he must see you as soon as possible."

The information about Frasso, the founder of the Security Legion, was obtained from Xiao Huang.

In his previous life, he had never heard of this person.

Led by the butler, the senior engineer entered the zero-gravity passage. A familiar feeling of weightlessness came over him, and under the effect of gravity traction technology, his body slowly floated up and moved forward quickly.

The senior engineer noticed that a blue light would occasionally flash on the tunnel walls on both sides.

"Mr. Gao, weapons are not allowed on the Sky Helicopter. If you are carrying any, please hand them over immediately."

"Of course I didn't bring it," the senior engineer said calmly. "What, you're already on the Sky Helicarrier, do you still need to worry about your safety?"

"Of course not," the butler said with a smile.

In a monitoring room, the senior engineer's physical data, including height, weight, and appearance, are being marked one by one.

At the same time, a series of voices rang out.

"Alloy titanium skeleton markers, under inspection; no retractable weapons."

"The human body's magnetic field has passed inspection; there are no radioactive energy weapons."

"Brain examination revealed normal activity in the cerebral cortex, with no signs of manipulation."

"The cybernetic eye has successfully hacked in and detected the virus entering its incubation period."

A projected video suddenly turned on, and the angle from which it played was exactly in the engineer's line of sight.

After five turns, the figure suddenly rose upwards, and when the engineer regained his vision, he appeared in an open-air garden with dim lighting, polite gentlemen, ladies in evening gowns, and service robots wandering around.

The senior engineer, dressed in a camouflage jacket, looked out of place here.

This jacket is still the standard uniform of the security force.

"Please wait a moment while I inform His Excellency Frasso. At this hour, His Excellency Frasso has probably just gone to sleep."

"No problem."

The senior engineer didn't care about the strange looks from others. He squinted, lit a cigarette, and looked at the central fountain, seemingly lost in thought.

"You've finally arrived."

A pleasant voice rang out, and the senior engineer turned his head, raising his eyebrows slightly. It turned out to be a stunningly beautiful woman he had never seen before.

Wavy golden hair, skin as white as mutton fat jade, and eyes like blue amber.

The other person was wearing a purple backless dress, holding a bright red drink, and smiled slightly at him.

"Do I know you, android lady?"

The senior engineer sized up the other party. Judging from the material, the other party's skin was made of the highest quality material on this planet, and the body structure was also very healthy. At least, it would not cause any internal structural problems due to highlighting the figure.

The subtle facial expressions were also very well done. First, there was a standard smile, then it gradually stiffened as the senior engineer's aggressive gaze appeared, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes, and the fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly.

In terms of appearance, movements, micro-expressions, and temperament, this level of android is roughly at the technological limit of a Level 2 civilization.

"There are signs of wear on the web of your hand," the senior engineer suddenly said. "With your wealth, replacing it with a damaged prosthetic body shouldn't be a problem. The only reason is that it's your dominant hand, and you like to use it to hold a gun."

"I don't know any expert gun users, but if we're talking about skilled gun users I haven't met, there is indeed one."

"The leader of the symbiotic team?"

The android beauty's expression softened considerably, and she said, "My name is Anna."

It turns out this person is a woman, and an android at that.

"Ugh—"

In Gao Gong's memory, this person seemed to have withdrawn from the hunting competition after the "Arm-Severing Project," which was a wise choice. In fact, if it weren't for Gao Gong's efforts to turn the tide, this beast tide would have been 100% unstoppable.

But in Anna's eyes, the meaningful look in his eyes seemed like a kind of contempt.

Anna said coldly, "I only left Motor City because I had another mission."

"I understand. May I ask what's the matter?"

We're not really that close, we've never even exchanged a single word.

"I want the exclusive rights to sell the energy annihilation agent." The other party was really getting straight to the point.

The senior engineer gave a dry laugh, too lazy to say a word.

Anna stared at the other person, then suddenly chuckled, "Trust me, you'll say yes."

After speaking, she downed her wine in one gulp and turned to leave.

The senior engineer stared at the other person's back, or more accurately, at the two large white snakes writhing in the other person's red dress. These two thighs, from slender to beautifully rounded, gave him a strong sense of familiarity.

Just then, the butler trotted over and said, "Mr. Gao, please come with me. Lord Frasso wants to see you."

This sky carrier is truly enormous, covering the area of several hotels. Neon lights shimmer, and it boasts everything from swimming pools and casinos to a simulation center, neuropharmacy experience rooms, and entertainment clubs. Everywhere you look, there are female attendants responsible for providing service, including android maids, native maids, and cyborg maids. The mechanical implants on their bodies are not for combat.

The waitresses were dressed in various styles, from Gothic Lolita fashion to long gowns and elegant dresses, and some were not dressed in fashionable clothes. Their comings and goings were dazzling.

The senior engineer gave him a scathing critique with his eyes.

Finally, the senior engineer was led into a magnificent golden hall, where a graceful white-furred giant leopard lay before a throne, baring its teeth and raising its head to touch the roof.

Seated on the throne was a middle-aged man with blue skin and purple eyes, lazily stroking the leopard's head, which was as big as a water tank.

Seeing the senior engineer's surprised expression as he looked at the white leopard, Frasso laughed and said, "A genetically modified ornamental animal, a very interesting little animal that someone gave me."

"Greetings, Your Excellency," the senior engineer said, offering a perfunctory greeting without even bending his waist.

Frasso didn't seem to care and said, "There will be a grand award ceremony tomorrow to recognize the heroes who fought against the beast tide, namely you. I will award you the First Class Mechanical Medal."

"Thank you, sir."

Frasso shifted his posture, his ring-encrusted fingers twirling slightly, and said, "Actually, you've put me in a difficult position. It's not that you did a bad job, but rather that you did too well. The energy annihilation agent has eradicated those filthy beasts completely, which is clean and ruthless. But in doing so, our security team is rendered useless."

"You are too modest. With the beast tides along the coast and the protection of factories, how could we possibly lack the security forces?"

Frasso smiled, "Even so, it's still not stable. I heard you're going to open up an oasis, and you'll definitely lack all sorts of equipment. You're a hero to us, and our security force will not forget you."

"Oh? And what's the price?"

"We'll help you sell the energy radiation agent. You should know that there are beast tides not only here, nor only on this continent. Your drug could completely monopolize the global market. Don't be so short-sighted. Give up some profits, and we can make a big deal."

The senior engineer finally understood why Anna was so confident; the source of her confidence was here.

"How much will I get?"

"We'll help you with raw materials and collaborate on production, and you can get 30% of the net profit."

"That sounds like a lot."

It seems quite normal that distributors make up the majority of the profits, especially since they also help you with raw material issues.

Frasso smiled without saying a word.

The senior engineer said, "Let me think about it."

"Sure, since you've just arrived, you can stay here for a few days. There are many wonderful things here that you've never seen before."

"Hmm, arrange a female tour guide for me, the pretty kind," the engineer stretched, "I'm a bit tired after sitting on the plane for so long."

"Get some rest first, we can talk about it tomorrow," the middle-aged man said, appearing unusually easy to talk to.

The senior engineer turned to leave, but as he reached the door, he remembered something and turned back curiously, asking, "By the way, what does your gene-engineered leopard eat? It probably doesn't eat nutritional paste, right?"

"Of course, I, Gilbert, only eat the freshest human flesh."

The senior engineer narrowed his eyes and said, "Being a picky eater is not a good habit."

---Aside---

There will be another chapter tonight.

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