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April 17
Golden Chest, Holding Day, Clashing Dragon and Sha North
Today is an auspicious day according to the Chinese almanac; it is suitable for going out and moving.
All of the above is just the senior engineer talking nonsense. The only important reason is that 12 o'clock today is the day when players log in.
Early in the morning, Gao Yuanyuan was dropped off at the entrance of the orphanage. Watching his adopted sister wave goodbye, Gao smiled gently, took a deep look at the orphanage, and turned to leave.
"He's your guardian? So young?" the dean suddenly appeared and asked curiously.
"Yes, he's a doctor and a good person."
"Why don't you invite him over for a sit-down?"
"It's inconvenient, isn't it? There are other children here."
"That's true."
The dean nodded, turned and walked into the dormitory. "Get up now, you lazybones! Your sister Yuanyuan is here!"
"Oh, is Sister Yuanyuan here?"
"I want Sister Yuanyuan to brush my teeth for me."
"Who took my pants? Zhang Feng is furious, and the consequences will be severe!"
At the entrance of the arcade, two thugs carrying chainsaws sized up Gao Gong. "A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation." In just a few days, he had acquired a 3D blue dragon wrapped around his body, a gang headband embedded in his forehead, and the color-changing jacket that was currently popular in the city. The three-piece gangster outfit was complete.
Who are you?
Before the senior engineer could answer, the leaky guy rushed out and slapped the two arrogant youths across the face.
"Take your eyes out and wipe them clean; this is our strategist, Bai Zhifan!"
"So it's the advisor. Hello, advisor. Please come in."
The arrogant young man's expression changed, and his face became full of flattery.
The senior engineer smiled and went straight inside.
The cyber arcade was very similar to the arcades of the 90s, with stickers of various games on the walls, virtual reality machines scattered haphazardly, about thirty or forty people, and a musty smell of stale air permeating the air.
Among these gamers were teenagers, urban white-collar workers, and even elderly people in their seventies and eighties. The senior engineer even spotted a robot addicted to the game.
What these people have in common is that they have electrodes attached to their temples.
They played different types of games, but the effects were equally realistic. The motion illusion brought by "High-Altitude Bungee Grand Canyon" and the flight illusion brought by "Flying Battlefield" could almost perfectly simulate the real-life experience through the action of the electrode plates.
Add to that a few brain-teasing mini-games that simulate killing your boss or sleeping with your idol, and you can become completely addicted.
These are not normal people, but more than twenty cybernetic individuals.
The senior engineer's gaze fell on a signal station in the center of the arcade. This signal station would collect the simulated signals of game players and then send them to the internal network of a certain enterprise to stabilize the network signal.
This is the infrastructure construction of the city that never sleeps.
One of the white-collar workers was foaming at the mouth and trembling all over when the leaky guy gave him a look, and soon someone dragged him out.
"I... I... I can still play!" the white-collar worker struggled to say.
"What the hell are you playing, you idiot? Look how many bars of signal you have left!" The guy with the leak rolled his eyes and said, "Go back to reality and pay off your business loan."
The white-collar worker cried loudly and clung to the ground, refusing to move.
"No, no, I don't want to go back, I don't want to..."
"Please come in, sir, please come in," the ditching man bowed and scraped as he opened an office door. Sure enough, the head of the company, Gao Jin, was inside. His eyes lit up as soon as he saw the engineer.
"Double happiness! Double happiness!"
"I'm here with good news, but what's the other one?"
The senior engineer didn't stand on ceremony at all and plopped down opposite the dragon head.
"The robot gang that's been fighting us these past few days, their leader, a high-level combat robot, suddenly had a mechanical malfunction last night. He went on a killing spree in Sanye Street, not even sparing the mechanical informants. As a result, he was beaten to a pulp by those big-eyed guys calling on their friends."
"Look, this is its corpse."
The senior engineer took the photo, and the more he looked at the corpse, the more familiar it seemed. Damn, isn't that the drug dealer from yesterday's online photos?
"Today the sun shines brightly, and the timing is right for us. We should press on and take Sanye Street in one fell swoop! However, the enemy's firepower is too fierce, leaving us helpless. Does the advisor have any good strategies?"
"Are there any prisoners?"
"Yes, someone come here!"
Soon, a member of the Machine Gang was dragged up. Gao Jin glanced at Lou Shui Zai, who pulled out his kukri and slammed the handle hard against his elbow.
The man let out a hysterical scream, and was immediately covered with a towel. As he was being hit, bullet holes suddenly appeared from his palm to his forearm, one after another, five times in total, like a rotary machine gun. The rollers started to spin as they were stimulated, but unfortunately there were no bullets.
"What is this? The latest model of a gorilla arm? It's pretty powerful."
With five rings of barrel, each ring has ten gun holes, guaranteeing at least 50 bullets per second, enough to riddle characters below level 10 with bullets.
The level of street fighting in this city that never sleeps is indeed quite high.
"Where is his ammunition stored? Is it protected against shock?"
The leaky guy lifted the other man's clothes, revealing that his lumbar spine had been hollowed out and filled with bullet chains, while his back had also undergone a sophisticated thickening modification.
"So, each person is like a mobile Gatling gun, and you guys were able to fight them to a standstill?"
The senior engineer looked at the leaky guy in surprise. If each of them had a machine gun, their firepower would be almost as strong as that of the security forces.
The old man blushed, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Not everyone in the Machine Gang has this level of modification, and this thing is prone to jamming."
The senior engineer picked up the other person's arm; around the "bullet gun" were bulging, menacing nerve bundles.
"Neural control equipment? The enemy's nervous system can't control the machine gun?" The senior engineer pondered.
If the other party only wanted to experiment with this robotic arm, there would be no need to establish neural connections. However, judging from their purpose, it seems that they wanted to verify whether the nervous system could control heavy weapons.
Seeing that the senior engineer remained silent, Gao Jin's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he laughed heartily, "According to my informant's report, they have this kind of modification technology on their territory. If you can help us take care of them, I, Gao, will definitely offer up this kind of technical information with both hands."
The senior engineer snapped out of his daze, smiled, and said, "Dealing with them isn't actually that difficult. Since they're using linked weapons, throwing one or two EMP bombs will solve the problem."
"EMP bomb, what's that?"
"Idiot, you don't even know this!" Gao Jin slapped the leaky boy hard across the face, then asked seriously, "What's that?"
The senior engineer gave a brief explanation of the principle of electromagnetic pulses, but Gao Jin looked troubled.
"These advanced bombs aren't available in ordinary weapons shops. Even if you could get them on the black market, it would definitely take a long time. This is an opportunity that shouldn't be missed!"
The senior engineer glanced at them and said, "In that case, I can make some modifications for you, but these modifications will only be effective at a range of ten meters. Are you confident you can break through to within ten meters of the enemy?"
Gao Jin gritted his teeth. "No problem!"
Soon, the senior engineer designed a special whip-shaped weapon.
Name: Lightning Five-Strike Whip
Category: Electric Weapon
Quality: Excellent
Weight: 2.5kg
Operating mode: Manual switch
Auxiliary module: Current module
Note: When the relaxed, springy, and explosive force is released, it is as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning.
The weapon resembles a thickened and reinforced version of a monomolecular wire catapult, and the electric whip it launches uses the principle of an electric baton.
Its only distinctive feature is the addition of "electromechanical runaway" street modification technology.
At the headquarters of the Welfare Gang, in a boxing gym, Ko Chun had his men load the prisoners with ammunition and stuff him and Lou Shui Zai into the boxing match cell. The door was locked, making it clear that only one of them could come out alive.
"Isn't this too dangerous?"
"That depends on how good your equipment is, sir."
Leaky Guy's eyes narrowed to slits, like a wolf's. His built-in diesel engine hummed. As one of the gang's top fighters, he had absolute confidence in his fighting skills. Almost the instant his opponent raised his hand, Leaky Guy bent over, moving so fast that he left many afterimages. At the same time, he swung his hand back, and a black shadow flashed out, striking his opponent's arm at high speed.
With a "click," the prisoner's bullet went silent.
The leaky guy was like a fish swimming in water, constantly circling around the opponent, with a series of black shadows flashing by. On the third strike, the opponent's right hand suddenly exploded, and more than a dozen electronic parts were ejected. The remaining gun barrel could no longer be turned, and thick blue smoke rose from the opponent's bloodied arm.
Without a doubt, the experiment was a success!
"Hahaha, well done!" Fat Gao Jin strode over and gave the leaky guy a hard slap on the back.
The guy with the leaky clothes looked at the electric whip in his hand with some surprise. It was so useful. He could clearly feel that with just one strike, the opponent's machine gun arm would become ineffective. Moreover, this effect was not only effective against one type of weapon. It seemed to work on other implanted weapons as well.
"How many of these weapons did the advisor forge in total?"
"Ten of these electric whips!"
"Enough, enough! This time, we must raze Sanye Street to the ground! Master—"
Gao Jin turned around, only to find that the engineer had disappeared.
"Where is the advisor?"
"The advisor has already left."
A shadow crossed Gao Jin's eyes, but it vanished quickly.
"Hahaha, it seems the advisor has a lot of faith in us. We'll repay his efforts with our lives!"
"By the way, Boss, what should we do with that guy who fell down?"
Gao Jin glanced back, then sneered, "Feed it to the dogs!"
The senior engineer returned to his small shop on Hanging Neck Street, propped his legs up on the counter, staring at the forum while looking at the digital clock on the wall.
"Are you guys ready?"
Be ready at any time!
"My game name is 'Love You Ten Thousand Years,' remember to add me after you join!"
"Can I choose a race? Can I choose a class? I'm totally confused."
"Why worry about everything else? Just charge in!"
As the clock struck twelve, the engineer knew that the player had logged on!
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