Metabolic Queen-No. 11

Mr. D, the first combat-type robot in the history of androids, is also a boss monster of level 50 or above, with great strength and power.

However, his brain's electronic defenses were his weakness, and coupled with the fact that he was facing a super hacker who was about to undergo a transformation, he was unlucky enough to be hacked.

However, although his brain was damaged, Mr. D's body was still intact. His pure white body was the highest level of bionic shell, possessing the hardness to withstand missiles head-on. In fact, as long as he was not directly hit by a small nuclear bomb, high temperature, high radiation, and high shock waves could not harm him.

No one knows what method Black Rose used to cut off the other party's head.

Wearing a trench coat that accentuated her curvaceous figure, Sister Rose raised her head and placed the other person's eyes on a detection device. The detection light flashed, and at the same time, four mechanical keys started turning automatically.

Soon, the safe was opened, revealing four bionic human body parts: a finger, a lower leg, half a hand, and an upper arm. They all appeared to be quite old, with a yellowish tinge on their surfaces.

Sister Rose waved her hand, the secretary bowed and left, and the air pump door slowly closed.

When only one person remained on the field, Sister Rose calmly removed her left index finger and placed it on the table. At the same time, she picked up the yellowed finger and attached it to the intact incision. A dozen circuits lit up simultaneously, and the newly replaced index finger regained sensation. Meanwhile, she slowly removed the black stockings from one leg, revealing a fair and plump calf. Then, with a gentle twist, she lowered a section of the calf, revealing a small nuclear-powered joint at the knee...

As Rose manipulated the building, hundreds of floors were affected, freezing the android employees on each floor in place. At the same time, Rose's surroundings changed, with countless androids emerging from the darkness, forming endless circles, their eyes fixed on her.

The domineering female CEO showed no change in expression, but continued to change bodies. The super beauty kept changing bodies, which looked both terrifying and charming.

Even more strangely, these replaced "body parts" quickly changed color and even had their shapes slightly adjusted, making them look exactly the same as the originals.

"After I took control of the electronic grid, I learned a secret that only the top executives of the androids knew: the android corporations do not have corporate will."

"Do androids dream of electric sheep? It seems not now."

"Because bio-imitators do not possess a collective will; their will is merely the will of one person, the earliest object being imitated."

"For example, the three oldest bio-engineered humans."

Finally, one of the 'androids' spoke, its face full of anger:

"You are not even of our race; you are just a hypocritical usurper who has stolen power that does not belong to you."

Another 'female android' spoke up, her face full of disgust:

"I smell the stench of living beings on you. Only a cyborg is the perfect companion."

Another 'teenage android' was also waving his hand excitedly:

"You don't even care about the continuation and survival of our ethnic group!"

One android speaks, a hundred androids speak, a million androids speak at the same time.

These people's words seemed to have a magical power, causing the bionic parts all over Black Rose's body to start shaking, like a beautiful woman being manipulated by threads, dancing a bizarre ballet.

Finally, the bizarre dance reached its final chapter. In the climax, with a series of cracks, countless fissures appeared on Black Rose's skin, and then her entire body shattered into pieces, scattering across the ground.

Outside the door, the group of high-ranking officials, all in pure white shells, looked at each other with strange smiles.

"Finally, this troublesome woman is dealt with."

"Haha, she probably doesn't know that here, the camps come and go, but the president remains."

"Perfect. Since she wants to become our president, let's grant her wish. Let's make this woman the president, and incidentally, produce a service-type android based on her template, because I also want to be served by her."

The executive's words immediately drew laughter from those around him.

The "pure white shell" has no corporate will, or rather, the place that should belong to corporate will is just a black hole, a black hole that devours any android.

Anyone who tries to take this position will ultimately meet the same fate: becoming a sacrifice to the Six Greats.

However, while these executives were celebrating, they were completely unaware that the lights in the corridor had started to flicker.

Then, the lights suddenly went out, and the executives were horrified to find themselves in the places that originally belonged to Sister Rose, surrounded by circles of densely packed androids.

"We're all androids, why should you be in charge of us?!" the boy shouted angrily.

"The first batch of models does not represent privilege. You have made us degenerate like primitive humans!" an old android said with great sorrow.

"Why are female androids serving you? Why are there only two types of androids, male and female? Why do we have to become like humans? Why can't my gender be an attack helicopter?!"

The androids grew increasingly angry, while the executives, sweating profusely, were completely at a loss for words.

Finally, it's unclear who made the first move, but the first android pounced on it, and then more and more people joined in.

And in the sky, a gigantic face appeared, seemingly composed of countless chemical signals. Anyone who saw her would experience every human emotion: excitement, agitation, anger, despair, sadness, pain...

These massive emotional torrents are enough to overwhelm any bionic personality template.

Ultimately, these emotions in native humans are different formulas of different chemical signals, while in bionic humans they are different types of brain modules, a coping pattern trained by big data.

Once you master these, you can master the entire world of bionics!

And this is the authority of Collapse Entity 11 - the Metabolic Queen.

This is also the truth behind "evolutionary biomimicry": artificial, endless metabolism.

"Squeak—"

The door slowly opened, and Sister Rose appeared at the entrance with a smile on her face. In front of her were the high-rise buildings lying on the ground.

"It seems I need a new management team."

Soon, the entire 'pure white shell' began to operate. Ten minutes later, hurried footsteps sounded, and a group of identical high-ranking officials appeared in the corridor. Their eyes seemed completely oblivious to the identical faces lying on the ground. They bowed slightly and said respectfully:

"Lady Rose".

"Let's go, our media friends are all here, we can't be late. This is my first press conference since taking office, so we need to be serious."

Rose said with a smile.