Scattered Parts

Combat on the real world and combat on the cyber world are two completely different concepts.

It's like having a powerful graphics card but no antivirus software installed; someone can easily hack into your system and permanently delete a bunch of videos hidden in your files.

This is also the most powerful aspect of information flow players: as long as you can't reach me through the internet, I can destroy you.

Blade Runner is undoubtedly this type of character.

Before advancing to the 'hacker gunner' level, the senior engineer was also powerless in this regard. Of course, he wouldn't be as arrogant as he is now.

As each programmed bullet entered his body, large, visible silver holes appeared all over Mr. Ford's body.

The previously stagnant rain suddenly began to fall.

Mr. Ford's face darkened, and the next moment, the water surface visibly turned silver and quickly spread towards the engineer.

As the master of a virtual civilization.

The senior engineer sincerely advises everyone not to fight AI in places with good signal, as that is the enemy's home ground.

So the senior engineer simply stopped playing.

The next moment, thick fog began to emanate from his body and rapidly spread outwards.

The first wave of silver tide rushed to the vicinity of the white mist, but was actually blocked.

Mental Barrier (Bio-modification): The earliest Mikael aliens did not have physical bodies. In order to survive, they evolved a materialized mental barrier that could resist everything, both tangible and intangible.

The senior engineer tumbled into the mist and vanished from the illusory city that never sleeps.

Just moments before he disappeared, one figure after another emerged from the high-rise buildings and alleyways.

Cyber Guardians, having reached the level of Blade Runner, have mastered the ability of "virus transformation," meaning that the more viruses they kill, the more clones they can create.

The senior engineer suddenly opened his eyes.

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

The others also looked perfectly normal.

Have all the memories of this period been erased except for your own?

Mr. Ford looked at himself with a gloomy expression, then finally gave a polite but fake smile and extended his hand again.

The senior engineer could clearly sense that this time, the other party's "internet speed" had returned to normal.

With their hands clasped together, Mr. Ford leaned close to the engineer's ear.

"If my identity is revealed, then I'll know who to contact."

"I think you should call the police first."

The senior engineer gave the same fake smile.

Next, the senior engineer showed everyone what a sharp-tongued person he was.

"Hello, my name is Wang Tian. I believe you should recognize me," a middle-aged tycoon exuded an air of authority. "I hope my feud with Ms. Du will not affect our cooperation."

"No problem, it's a pleasure doing business with you. By the way, is your son still alive?"

"This is Representative Russell from the City That Never Sleeps."

"A congressman? Is he a bootlicker with a sugar daddy or a country bumpkin without one?"

"And this is...?"

Xiao Tong was getting a little embarrassed, and took advantage of a lull to complain, "What's wrong with you today? The people I introduced you to today are all big shots."

"Is it the first face or multiple faces?" the senior engineer sneered. "I think these people are all the type who won't act until they see a clear benefit."

Xiao Ya agreed, "That's right. The descendants of the empire should have this kind of domineering spirit. If you have value for cooperation, they will naturally come over. If you have no value for exploitation, even if you are the elector of the throne, it's useless. They are different from our Xiao family."

Generally speaking, there are three types of resistance fighters: idealists, such as the "restorers" like the High Engineer; avengers, represented by the Knights; and realists. The last type is the largest, and they openly and secretly rebel against the mother city for their own benefit.

In Xiao Ya's eyes, the senior engineer's "arrogance" was probably just a genuine rebel looking down on those who made a living through shady means.

The senior engineer's real purpose was to end this meeting as soon as possible.

What's the point of rebelling? I'd rather go back and sleep with my rich wife.

After Gao Gong's antics, these influential figures also felt that Gao Gong was the kind of person who was "stubborn and unyielding," and their attitude suddenly turned cold. It was pitiful for Xiao Tong, who was caught in the middle.

These people stood in twos and threes, chatting about business or beautiful women, completely ignoring the senior engineer.

The senior engineer raised his chin, adopting an attitude of not wanting to argue with an idiot. He stayed for only a moment before making a move to leave.

"Master, are you leaving?" Xiao Yi asked pitifully, tugging at the sleeve of the senior engineer.

Xiao Tong introduced everyone present, except for the android Xiao Yi, or more precisely, the one who injected the 'AI seed' into Xiao Yi.

There are two possibilities.

First, Xiao Tong also didn't know who was behind Xiao Yi.

Second, the person behind Xiao Yi is too powerful, and Xiao Yi is not someone he is qualified to know right now.

Senior engineers tend to prefer the second option.

Staring into the emerald-like eyes of the android Xiao Yi.

In my memory, Sister Rose also had a pair of eyes like that.

"Okay, see you next time."

After rescuing Sister Rose, he decided to find an opportunity to remove this seed of love. As an expert in love, he had several ways to silently remove this seed.

Lolis should look like lolis as they are, even if they are android lolis.

He also wanted to see who was behind this seed.

Back in his room, the engineer was shocked to find that his little finger was missing. Fortunately, the other person had left a note saying that he would be right back.

"That old bastard, he's got some nerve!"

Around four o'clock, the senior engineer heard a familiar knock on the door. When he opened it, Little Finger sneaked in. He opened the package in his arms and exclaimed, "Holy crap, it's a human head!"

"You killed the bartender! And you took her head!?"

"This is Sister Rose's head! Don't worry, she's not dead. I'll reassemble a new one for her later."

That sounds like something out of a horror movie.

"By the way, do me a favor and hold her head down."

"What do you want to do?"

"I ripped her eyes out."

It looks even more like it!

Littlefinger's eyes gleamed. "I think I know how to save Rose."

"How so?"

"I examined this head and found that it has two types of brainwaves: a strong brainwave, which is the bartender's, and a weak brainwave, which is Rose's."

"How do you know it must be Sister Rose?"

"Nonsense, who do you think performed Rose's prosthetic surgery?"

"Well done, feels great, I'm very satisfied."

Littlefinger's face darkened, but he held back for a moment and continued, "I checked again and I think I understand now. Rose is probably trapped in the 'evolutionary bionics.' We have to get her out."

"How did you get it out?" The senior engineer raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking of a possibility. "No way."

"Just like you think, Rose's consciousness is trapped in 'evolutionary bionics,' causing body parts to 'grow' on other people."

"If we can find most of the parts of Sister Rose's body and put her back together, there is a certain probability that we can wake her up."

The senior engineer was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you know how many people are on this space carrier?"

Littlefinger was silent for a long time before hesitatingly saying, "There should be five or six thousand."

"Excluding men, there are at least three thousand people."

"According to Sister Rose's aesthetic sense, she prefers the physique of a strong person."

"Those who are not in good shape can also be excluded; one must be tolerant."

"Sister Rose prefers fresh, clean flesh."

The two exchanged a glance, and when they thought about it, it wasn't particularly exaggerated.

"The visible parts are fine, but what about the invisible parts?" Little Finger suddenly asked.

"It's alright, leave this difficult task to me. Let me try and make mistakes, after all, I have experience."

Littlefinger was speechless for a moment; how could there be such a shameless person in the world?

"Oh, right," a glint flashed in the senior engineer's eyes, and the surrounding mist re-emerged, with figures emerging from it. These were the 'prominent figures' he had just met.

Do you know anyone here?

Littlefinger's face darkened. "He, he, and him—these are all spies on the dark web, part of the assassination plot."

Among the people the little finger pointed to was the same councilor from the City That Never Sleeps from before.

Do you know him?

As soon as the senior engineer had a thought, everyone else dispersed, leaving only Mr. Ford, the Blade Runner.

"He claims to be the head of the dark web on this continent."

Littlefinger's face darkened. "According to Rose's contact with the higher-ups on the dark web, she will become the person in charge of this part of the dark web after this mission is completed."

"Very good, now we have identified the enemy."

It seems that Frasso, the alien bloodline, wants to hone his skills.

After being rebuffed, Xiao Tong's group of rebel comrades would not pay any attention to him for a while.

This gave the senior engineer enough time.

At a social banquet, the senior engineer was standing in a corner, whispering to Littlefinger, who was disguised.

"I think that one looks very similar."

"No, the shape is wrong."

"What about that one?"

"No, the size is wrong."

"What's wrong with it? Aren't they all 'd'?"

"What do you know? Rose's figure is a matter of subtle differences between overt and covert."

Little Finger blinked, feeling somewhat ashamed. He could tell the size of a man at a glance, but he was far less accurate when it came to a woman's.

"Ah, found it!"

At this moment, a cyborg singer was lazily drinking at the bar, her cleavage unfathomably deep.

The senior engineer straightened his clothes, gave a gentle smile, and approached.

"Hello."

When a wildly handsome man approached her, the songstress's eyes lit up. "I know you, you're the recipient of the medal."

"Would you like to dance?"

"OK."

A female celebrity with a modest fortune like her mainly came to Skyship to hook up with rich men. Now that a rich man has offered himself up, she's not about to let him go.

During a slow waltz, while turning around, the senior engineer suddenly grabbed the other person tightly with both hands, and then released them a moment later.

"Sorry, I jumped to the wrong number."

"It's nothing, you have a great figure," the young starlet said, her heart fluttering with delight, and she no longer cared about such a small matter. The senior engineer was quite certain of this.

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