Infinite Surgery
The "pseudo-war gods" present almost simultaneously felt a terrifying aura, an aura that made their hair stand on end, as if they had encountered some kind of nemesis.
The constructs, and five of them were implanted, making them killers of carbon-based life forms, and sending chills down their spines.
Even Helena felt an indescribable fear.
Two fleshy bulges quickly appeared at the broken part of the giant's thigh. The bulges swelled up like air, and when they were about the size of a basketball, they suddenly burst open, and a bright red thigh was pulled out from them.
The same thing happened to the skinny monkey; his two bloody arms suddenly recovered.
"Monkey, what's going on?" a 'pseudo-Martial God' asked in astonishment.
Even if everything else is one thing, you're supposed to be a "physical absorber," so how did your two arms get torn off?
"My ability was activated a second too late," the skinny monkey gritted his teeth.
"Stop asking, let's all attack!" Halena shrieked, interrupting the conversation and ordering.
A dozen powerful S-class mutants exchanged glances and simultaneously unleashed tangible bio-energy. This bio-energy enveloped their bodies, forming a faint armor. The dark clouds that had been dispersed by the shockwave were once again dispersed by the terrifying energy.
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of the senior engineer, his hands forming blades. In an instant, hundreds of invisible blade lights slashed out. The senior engineer also drew out more than a dozen golden scythes from his back. The blade lights collided, and the aftershocks left deep marks on the ground, with sonic booms echoing everywhere.
The mechanical monster, transformed from the high-level engineer, charged towards the opponent. The 'swordsman' was about to block it when suddenly someone shouted, "Don't block! Get out of the way!"
The swordsman frowned, and just as he was about to retreat, more than a dozen silk threads sprang from the high engineer's fingers, blocking his way in all directions. Left with no other choice, the swordsman's two forearms suddenly manifested tangible blade-like light, poised to strike.
However, he suddenly saw a pair of eyes, a blood-red pair of eyes.
A cold, sticky sensation instantly enveloped my entire body, and at the same time, my mind was filled with nothing but fear.
"This mechanical monster can interfere with the chemicals in my body?"
If it's a terrifying image, in the field of bio-modification, the "Swordsman" has seen images that are ten or a hundred times more terrifying than the other party. But a terrifying image is one thing, and simple fear is another. It's like the "natural enemy" in the animal kingdom. This is not just a matter of the food chain, but rather the mutual interference and influence at the genetic level during the long process of evolution.
Constructs, on the other hand, are a dangerous form of modification targeting the genetic level of carbon-based organisms.
With a "whoosh," the swordsman was struck by a blade, his body almost cleaved in two.
However, just like the two before, he was still alive. In fact, his shattered muscles and bones were actively reassembling themselves. It was very difficult to kill someone of this level with physical attacks alone.
However, due to his special abilities, his recovery speed is much slower than that of the "Giant Man" and the "Skinny Monkey".
As expected, the senior engineer suddenly reached out with his left hand, grabbed the other person by the neck and lifted him up. A faint black glove suddenly appeared on the mechanical hand, and as soon as the glove appeared, a large number of black lines began to spread upward from the neck.
During this process, other martial gods also launched attacks.
However, the senior engineer was almost unrecognizable as human. Möbius strips, metal lotuses, puppet threads and fingers, and scythes of varying sizes that could change at any time—every part of his body had become a weapon. It was difficult to inflict even normal damage, let alone deliver a fatal blow.
So, until the black line covered the "swordsman's" head, the "pseudo-war gods" were unable to save their comrades.
Then, the "swordsman" died. His body stiffened and was thrown to the ground, emitting a stench that shouldn't exist at this time.
The Ominous Gloves are a special weapon. What makes them special is that they not only have ordinary attribute bonuses, but also possess an instant-kill ability that 99% of equipment does not have. The longer the enemy is controlled, the greater the chance of their death.
Then, the other person died.
Hailena's expression changed upon seeing this.
The executives in the chat group also changed their expressions.
That's so weird!
That's incredible!
Even those renowned martial gods probably couldn't do this against the attacks of more than a dozen 'S-class mutants'.
A large amount of metal material was summoned, piled up into a mountain, and hurled at the opponent.
As a result, when the chief engineer summoned the metal mountain, it flew back towards the enemy.
A mutant with hedgehog-like abilities suddenly transformed its hair into long thorns, instantly dashing a hundred meters and piercing its opponent through the back.
However, the opponent's body turned into golden mist and attacked him. The metal poison spread and froze the opponent. The scythe arm blade followed closely behind, and the blade light continued to flash, quickly cutting the opponent into mincemeat.
Invisibility, superhuman strength, and mind control—abilities that were once invincible—had no effect on the opponent.
Although the senior engineer's level is not high, after completing so many tasks and receiving double rewards of carbon-based and mechanical materials, he has already maxed out his negative resistance.
More importantly, the enemies were shocked to discover that the S-class mutant could only unleash about 40 or 50% of its full strength when facing its opponent, let alone go all out.
This is already considered to be in pretty good shape.
"What kind of mechanical modification is this? How can it be so powerful?"
"Strength isn't the key; the key is that the bio-group's modifiers have become weaker."
How could that be?
"Didn't you notice that when they fought, their movements became distorted, their abilities went out of control, and even when analyzing their faces, you could clearly sense fear in several of them?"
"Fear? Didn't they even remove the most basic emotions?"
"Luckily, they outnumbered us."
Even a large number of ants can kill an elephant, let alone level 60 ants. The level difference of 30 levels alone reduces the 'racial oppression' created by the construct by at least 30%.
Furthermore, although all the ultimate moves have become basic attacks due to the 'Constructs', the level 60 boss's basic attacks still hurt a lot.
The senior engineer's health was rapidly decreasing, and even his "Damage Recovery" had dropped by 50%, becoming 200%.
He only has two lives left.
This has crossed Gao's bottom line.
Although he wanted to hone his skills, honing one's skills is one thing, and courting death is another. Creating a "life-or-death situation" instead of actually putting oneself in danger is something only a crazy woman would do.
"Brother, should I help?"
Suddenly, Gao Yuanyuan's caring voice echoed in Gao Gong's ears.
"Don't rush, brother, I can still have some fun."
Dozens of "draw sword slashes" followed the scythe's downward strikes, accompanied by a continuous sonic boom. The senior engineer then etched the "draw sword slashes" into a Möbius strip, thus transforming the "draw sword slash" into a perpetual motion machine version of the "twisted draw sword slash."
The former, an S-rank 'pseudo-Martial God' could still hold them off.
However, this 'pseudo-war god' could not withstand the blade ring that was constantly surrounding, entangling, and twisting. His health dropped by 100,000 at a time, his flesh was ground into mincemeat, his bones into powder, his blood into plasma, and his brain into soy milk.
His body was completely dismantled.
[You have mastered the second-tier skill 'Mobius Blade Ring']
However, the senior engineer didn't have time to check the skill attributes. He quickly opened the panel, added the experience from killing the four 'pseudo-Martial Gods' and some of the experience he had previously stored, and then heard ten consecutive 'ding' sounds.
The senior engineer was promoted ten levels in a row.
After advancing to the second tier, the attribute points were given out very generously, with all attributes increasing by about 30 points, and intelligence even exceeding 200 points. A pop-up option box appeared temporarily.
However, these are not things to consider during combat.
At level 10, not only was my health, which was almost at the "danger line," fully restored, but it also increased significantly.
The "Pseudo-Martial God" was instantly shocked. After fighting for so long, the opponent's aura had not decreased but increased, becoming even more dangerous. Caught off guard, he was killed by the senior engineer three more times.
Fortunately, one of the "teams" that had been chasing the senior engineer returned and joined the attack; otherwise, the senior engineer might have been able to defeat the enemy single-handedly.
"Brother, you're ill."
Gao Yuanyuan's voice rang in Gao Gong's ears once again.
The senior engineer naturally understood what this meant.
A layer of bright red was smeared on the back of his head, from which fleshy buds grew, which then formed a layer of fleshy paste. Within the fleshy paste, a small crack appeared, and this crack tore open the engineer's metal skull.
A biochemical brain-computer interface has emerged!
"So, what's your plan? It's 'artificial organs,' you say."
Back when he was traveling around with his mainframe computer, the senior engineer was puzzled. On this planet, there were far more cyborgs and androids than normal people. If you could only modify 'biological bodies,' then the scope of your 'brain infrastructure' was too limited.
But I was fine, and the mainframe was fine too.
In fact, their behavior didn't seem like they were infected with the virus at all.
The senior engineer speculated at the time that the virus might not be that powerful in the short term, and that it would need to evolve through biological computers.
But now it seems that the virus may not be that powerful, but it is not weak either. It has just entered the incubation period, rather than not being infected.
And now, it has erupted.
As the 'brain-computer interface' opened, the senior engineer's consciousness became hundreds of times more sluggish.
And the "pseudo-war gods" once again felt that their opponent had become weaker.
Unfortunately, it didn't last long.
"Yuanyuan, surgery."
"OK."
As Gao Yuanyuan's voice rang out, the back of Gao's head felt a chill, and when he came to his senses, the back of his head was once again completely bald.
The virus has been neutralized.
However, a few seconds later, the sticky feeling returned to the back of my head.
In the "Night Shift Ward," surgery once again begins.
Brain-computer interface virus implantation
Resection
Re-implantation
Re-excision
Re-implantation
Repeated excision
The number of these confrontations may be more than the number of times the senior engineer physically intervenes.
After countless "surgeries," part of the senior engineer's consciousness gradually emptied, and he once again found himself in front of the "Electronic Barrier."
Opposite the glass-like "Electronic Barrier" stood a person with very familiar features.
Without a doubt, this is the biological body of a senior engineer, and it is much clearer than the last time.
The two looked at each other, and finally, the "senior engineer" suddenly spoke.
"How did you do that?"