Inviting People to Stir Things Up

Huge sum of money?

What Director Du calls a huge sum of money is definitely not a small amount.

The senior engineer glanced at the "electronic bill" and found that it was a remittance sent from the other side of freedom. The project was called "Beautiful Boys' Paradise," which didn't sound like a proper name at all.

However, the senior engineer immediately grunted in surprise, realizing who it was: Capsule Man H and Sister Ji, one an electronic otaku among NPCs and the other a master of eroge among players. Back in the City That Never Sleeps, he had given these two a mission to make money: to go to the most prosperous area of the planet and promote the "Simulated Handsome Men" series he had developed in his previous life. It seems they did a good job.

However, it was inconvenient to tell Director Du about this. After all, Director Du was such an upright person, and if she knew he was involved in pornography, she might shut him down. So he vaguely explained the situation to Director Du, saying that it was something his subordinates were doing and that she shouldn't worry.

Director Du, without any suspicion, quickly accepted the suggestion and then brought up another matter.

"I've prepared most of what you asked me to prepare. The reason we're in such a hurry to build the crustal engine is for this level of conversion surgery, which requires a lot of resources. But time is short, and some materials haven't been gathered yet. I'm mobilizing the company's internal channels to find alternatives..."

The senior engineer listened attentively, for no other reason than that it concerned his job change.

Although Gao has now completed carbon-based fusion and entered the second stage, don't forget that he hasn't changed jobs yet.

For players, changing jobs is a natural thing: raise your faction favorability, join a faction, and then automatically change jobs.

When Gao Gong first transmigrated, he was also a "Mechanical Hunter." Later, he became a "Slaughter Hunter" and a "Planet Hunter." In essence, they were all upgraded versions of this profession.

However, as a faction leader, he cannot do that. First, at least on this planet, he is already a top-tier player, and there are no other top players to rely on. Second, as a faction leader, he should naturally showcase the highest level of technology in this faction, and he must develop a new professional system, which is also the responsibility of a leading boss.

For an average player, this is naturally completely in the dark, with no idea how to proceed.

But as a seasoned veteran who had already established a civilized society, he had already made a lot of preparations beforehand.

"... Now that you have acquired those amazing abilities, bring over the experts we have recruited from various places."

"Now?"

"Of course, efficiency is the top priority."

"...All right."

The senior engineer rubbed his waist and legs, sighed, and activated his 'space teleportation' ability, disappearing from sight.

Space travel requires energy, but it is not related to distance. In other words, the spatial parameters modified are the same whether traveling 1000 meters or 1000 meters.

The bumps and knocks during the "travel" process are what consume the most energy.

For example, in a certain space, there is a crustal engine running at full power. The violent energy causes changes in the surrounding spatial parameters. Even a change of only 0.001 can interrupt the 'dimensional line', and at the same time, the energy consumption increases exponentially.

Iron Sand Desert, formerly a central desert, is now lush with trees and teeming with small animals. It's hard to believe that just a year ago, this place was a paradise for radioactive beasts and a haunt for man-eating monsters.

Deep in the woods, a reconstructed ancient research institute seemed to have gained many new members. A android with obvious manufacturing defects was carrying a stack of documents in one hand and staggering into the gate.

His left arm module was clearly faulty, and his arm could only swing mechanically. His right leg was missing a knee, and he walked like a spinning roly-poly toy.

As the air pump door opened, more and more bionic researchers appeared. Almost every one of them had a problem, and at first glance, the "uncanny valley effect" was evident.

These strangely behaving androids are 'disabled' from a human perspective, but according to the android factory's labeling, they are defective products that must be destroyed.

I don't know where Professor Han found these talented people.

In the laboratory on the top floor, Professor Han was writing something on his desk. One could clearly feel his aging. This aging would not be visible on his skin because the bionic skin could be replaced at any time. Instead, it was more evident in his eyes and movements.

For example, a string of data would occasionally flash across Professor Han's eyes. This was a sign of data redundancy in the "human brain unit," which, in layman's terms, was a precursor to Alzheimer's disease. His hand, when writing, would move in a stuttering manner. Although the frequency was very low, it didn't look like a human at all; rather, it resembled a machine without lubrication.

Hearing footsteps, Professor Han said without looking up, "Help me extract the data from the human bionics series; I'm taking it with me."

"Professor Han, what are you busy with? Let's have tea sometime."

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Professor Han abruptly looked up and immediately saw a familiar face: a tall, handsome man with wild and striking features, and an increasingly powerful aura.

"You're here to pick me up?" Professor Han asked in surprise. "I thought it was a private jet three days from now."

"Three days is too slow, so I came," the senior engineer said with a smile. "By the way, there are a lot of androids outside. What's going on?"

"I used some connections to get the defective products from the factory that were supposed to be destroyed."

"Professor, when did you become so kind?"

"I guess I'm going to die soon, so I'm doing a good deed every day," Professor Han said calmly. Then, without waiting for the senior engineer's reply, he continued, "You've come at the right time. I've prepared all the data. Take a look. There are a total of 73 classes and 4,214 families. It can be said that I have classified one-third of the known radiated beast species on this planet. However, this is only the biological part. Some biological data has been verified, while others have not."

The verified ones are naturally the bio-hunters that have successfully transformed after being implanted with biochips. As for the unfinished ones, they are products that either did not transform or failed to transform.

As a behind-the-scenes boss, why would the senior engineer raise these henchmen whose combat power is inferior to his own? A large part of the reason is to conduct hunter experiments. Each additional biological hunter sequence verifies the possibility of a biological transformation.

You could say these are all inhumane human experiments, but it's a case of one side willing to do the work and the other willing to be done. Compared to other factions, the Hunters do a decent job in terms of retirement benefits.

Compared to those large companies that don't treat people like human beings, and even those who die from overwork are required to upload their work to their mind boxes as "mind models" to continue working, this place is quite good.

"Alright, you can tell me about these things later. Let's leave now."

"How do I get there—"

Before Professor Han could finish speaking, everything went blurry before his eyes. In a daze, he seemed to see a thin purple line extending into the void.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves on an island.

"Welcome to the Northern Hemisphere, Professor," a mechanical guard said.

"..."

Meanwhile, in the sea area of Sector 9 of the Machine Rift Star, a large, transparent funnel suddenly appeared in the sky. All the white clouds around the funnel disappeared, and as the funnel was retracted, a human figure gradually emerged. Similarly, the white clouds were also revealed.

"Another spatial fold?"

Within the senior engineer's field of vision, two "lines of dimension" were intricately intertwined, indicating that there must have been changes in spatial parameters in the area he had just passed through.

The senior engineer shook his head helplessly. It was alright when they went to the Iron Sand Desert, but this was the third time they had come to the Ninth District.

This suggests that there must be a hidden three-tiered structure on the seabed or in the sky, but it's unknown which company owns it.

Everyone's holding back their biggest moves in this corporate war.

I glanced at the advanced energy pool 'Purple String Space'. The energy bars that were originally full of 100,000 were now down to two digits. But after a few breaths, they became three digits, then four digits, and were filled up again in about five seconds.

Advanced energy bodies are not perpetual motion machines, but for the energy of the spatial system, as long as it is in physical space, the energy will automatically recover, and the recovery speed is beyond imagination.

This is the bug in "Collapse Entity".

When the senior engineer reappeared, he had already arrived at Fuqing Island.