Silver-Winged Killer

Network bionics, evolutionary bionics, and molecular bionics—the three bionic technologies that had gone missing from the research institute's mission chain—we never expected to find one of them so quickly, especially one that was from Rose, someone I know very well.

This bionic design is incredibly realistic.

"An NPC like Sister Rose—her strength, talent, and appearance are all exceptional, and she even comes with her own quest chain. How come I've never heard of her in my previous life?"

Logically speaking, even if I hadn't heard of her, I should have at least read her erotic films.

"Unless, in a timeline where I didn't appear, this person perished here."

The senior engineer's attention to Rose Sister has reached an unprecedented level. Mastering "evolutionary bionics" means that she has the potential to reach "rebellion A".

Every planet has its own protagonist, and there isn't necessarily only one. On the planet of machine-splitter, there are two generally recognized protagonists: Rebellion A and the Artificial Intelligence War. There are also some alternatives, such as the eleven Arhats of the "Fall of Arasaka Tower Incident," the crazy reformers of Mas's Edge, the winners in the electronic brain revolution, the young CEO of the Holy Brain Group, and those trendsetters in the cyber tide.

Judging from the current situation, Rose's background is no less impressive than those of the other candidates.

"Is it because she died here that she's not well-known?"

The senior engineer's expression gradually turned serious. If she died here, who would take care of him in the future?

It's not easy to find a rich woman with such a great figure.

"Beep beep—"

[Third Stage of the Quest: The Vanishing Black Rose]

Difficulty: Hard

Mission Briefing: A nighttime assassination—was it a success or a failure? For the androids with special bloodlines, will they survive or perish?

Mission Objective: Rescue Black Rose / Find Black Rose's Body

Quest Rewards: 4000 Experience, New 'Bionic Return to Origin' Quest Fragment

"What exactly is this 'evolutionary biomimicry' technique, and why does bartender Meimei look like Sister Rose?"

"No, not just the bartenders," Littlefinger took a deep breath and said, "Everyone on this warship could be Rose's bio-engineered counterpart. Theoretically speaking, everyone could be Rose."

The senior engineer recalled the events that had occurred.

Frasso, a bloodline with an unusual bloodline, inexplicably became a vegetarian.

The sense of familiarity felt in the androids Anna and Xiao Yi.

There's also a bartender who's transformed into the shape of Rose.

"So, the assassination plan went wrong, which caused the 'evolutionary bionics' to malfunction as well?"

"That's how it seems at the moment." Littlefinger nodded.

What's your idea?

Just as Little Finger was about to say something, the doorbell rang.

The senior engineer stood up instantly and simultaneously pinned the other person down.

The next moment, Little Finger felt a sticky sensation spreading from head to toe. With the intuition of a prosthetic doctor, he felt that all the signals in his body were being blocked.

"This guy is getting more and more monstrous, and his methods are kind of like Sister Rose's."

He gestured for his little finger to be quiet, and the senior engineer stood up. As the mist in his eyes slowly turned, the plates, wine glasses, and leftover food were restored to their original state.

The senior engineer opened the door, and there stood Xiao Tong and his sister Xiao Ya.

"So late?"

"Did I delay your business?" Xiao Tong became even more enthusiastic, punching his chest. "It's confirmed that you are of imperial blood, and the most authentic imperial blood. I've already passed the news on to the family, and the elders are very excited, telling us to protect you."

Xiao Ya didn't speak, but glanced into the room twice, her pupils growing into countless tiny pupils.

The Xiao family, or rather, the colonists, do not perform mechanical modifications because this would induce biological rejection. However, the Xiao family are experts in biological modification.

Xiao Ya's eyes were bio-prosthetic eyes, even better than military-grade enhanced prosthetic eyes, but after looking around, she didn't find anything unusual.

This is suppression based on bloodline hierarchy.

"What, are you checking if I'm harboring a woman?" the senior engineer laughed.

"It could also be a man."

Xiao Ya pursed her lips and tossed over something—the strange test tube from earlier that day. "Find out how to use this yourself; it can train your bloodline power."

"Really? Thanks."

"Alright, let's go," Xiao Tong said, putting his arm around the senior engineer's shoulder.

The senior engineer raised an eyebrow. "Where are we going? You're not really taking me to find women, are you?"

"Of course not. I'm taking you to meet some people. In the future, you can ask them to do things that our Xiao family can't do ourselves. They have very special identities, just like you."

"Special identity?"

The senior engineer had a sudden thought, and deliberately put on an uneasy expression, "I roughly know who you're taking me to see, but it's not safe on the Sky Battleship, right under Frasso's nose, is it? How about next time?"

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Ya glanced at him. "What is Flasso? In a few days, he'll be one of us, you believe me?"

The senior engineer looked stunned. "Flasso is one of your people, so you—"

"Hahaha, let's go, let's go. Once you see the real thing, you'll know just how powerful 'we' are."

Within the vast network of pheromones, information flows endlessly, and the hub of interaction is the golden palace at the center of the mothership, or more precisely, the master of the palace.

Frasso, of different blood.

Many people know that, apart from necessary inspections, there are no monitoring devices on the Sky Helicarrier.

Countless people have proven this.

Therefore, many prominent figures, in addition to indulging in extravagance and debauchery here, also secretly engage in some clandestine transactions.

Because it's safe enough here.

But few people know that the alien bloodline Frasso is watching all of this in silence.

The alien bloodline he implanted was a rare pheromone life form, and the entire mothership was covered in his chemical substances. In fact, it could be said that the entire sky mothership was his true form.

If he wanted to, nothing here could be hidden from him.

But at this moment, the network formed by Frasso's pheromones was gradually covered by an electronic grid, and within the electronic grid, graceful figures appeared. These figures controlled everyone's pheromones, preventing the spread of the electronic grid on one hand, and constantly devouring Frasso's 'alien blood' on the other.

It's not so much about devouring, but about evolution—evolving into a more complete alien bloodline, replacing Frasso, and taking control of this pheromone network.

As for Frasso himself, he had to resist both forces at the same time.

Everything was done in silence.

Whoever breaks the deadlock first will be the ultimate winner.

Each major general in the security force has his own separate residence on this mothership.

Commonly known as housing allocated by work units.

Xiao Tong's residence was a very old-fashioned courtyard house with carved beams and painted rafters, and lotus lanterns hanging between the eaves, which looked very artistic.

Beside a lotus pond, Xiao Yi, resting his chin on his hands, saw the senior engineer, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Master!"

With its two short legs flapping, it quickly ran to the senior engineer's side and jumped with all its might. The senior engineer subconsciously opened his arms.

This damn instinct!

Hearing the commotion, figures emerged one after another.

"Remember, we'll publicly claim you're only of the blood of some elector. Don't give yourself away."

Suddenly, Xiao Tong's voice rang in the engineer's ears.

"Premature exposure won't do you any good."

This is Xiao Ya's voice.

"Bloodline of the Empire, I've finally met you," said a middle-aged man with white hair who was leading the group. He extended his hand enthusiastically.

The senior engineer extended his hand, but just before making contact, he raised an eyebrow and withdrew it.

As a newly minted "hacker killer," the senior engineer can easily sense the flow of data; simply put, it's like manually testing internet speed.

The other person's "internet speed" is 100 times that of a normal person, which is very abnormal.

With this kind of "internet speed," he suspected that once they shook hands, something would be "downloaded" from his body.

"You exude a strong aura of danger, are you an assassin?"

Xiao Tong quickly smoothed things over, saying, "This is Mr. Ford from the dark web."

Mr. Ford wasn't angry. Instead, he looked at the senior engineer with some surprise and said, "Let me introduce myself. I am Harris Ford, the assassin agent for the 9-3 Guanzhong region."

The head of a regional division holds a very high position, and—

"The person in charge of the dark web isn't a cyborg?"

Before Mr. Ford could answer, the senior engineer looked him up and down.

"You're not Cyber Hacker, you don't have a network implant, you're not a corporate neural editor? No, you don't have the neurotic traits of a mechanical-age programmer, plus you don't have any traces of modification on you, yet you have such a massive amount of data flow."

The senior engineer's brow furrowed sharply. "He's actually a defected Blade Runner!!"

Mr. Ford's face froze.

The expressions of the people around him also changed; clearly, they didn't know who this person was either.

But they were well aware of the taboos surrounding this identity!

Blade Runner, guardians of the cybernetic frontier, the deep web's protectors among the three Mother Cities.

From the most basic humanoid antivirus software to the self-aware Blackwing Killer, then to the Redwing Killer responsible for disinfecting cyber networks, the Silver Killer capable of replicating self-awareness and downloading it into the human body, and finally the Cloudwing Killer with computing power comparable to a large-scale AI.

Blade Runner's status is already quite high.

The consequences of exposing the identity of such an important undercover agent with a single sentence from the senior engineer are predictable.

"Hmph," Mr. Ford chuckled, tightening his tie as a faint silver glint appeared against his pure black suit.

The next moment, the silver light covered everyone at the speed of fiber optic transmission.

A deluge of data streams, a crisscrossing network of streets that never sleep, neon lights flashing wildly, skyscraper lights shuttling back and forth, pedestrians appearing and disappearing at an amplified speed, molten steel being poured into a torrential downpour.

Mr. Ford appeared opposite the senior engineer once again. With his white hair and blue eyes, he looked particularly sinister at this moment, and he stretched out one hand.

The rain stopped.

The senior engineer immediately felt a 'crunching' sound in his throat, and streams of silvery liquid formed from data sprayed out from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth.

[You have been Virtual Invasion by Blade Runner. Your consciousness exceeds 100 points, granting a saving throw.]

The next moment, the data on the surface of the engineer's body burst out and transformed into a black trench coat on his body. At the same time, two silver and black pistols appeared in his palm.

The gun suddenly spun in the rain, and the rainwater falling on the gun turned into bullets, which were then inserted into the magazine as the gun spun.

Programming bullets: You can extract a piece of programming language and load it into your magazine; the power depends on your programming skills.

A silver-white flame flared at the muzzle, and "anti-intrusion bullets" shot out.

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