bosses band together

According to the style of old-fashioned martial arts novels, the first generation is usually the strongest, the second generation is also okay, but they lack talent and cannot reach the level of the first generation. The third generation is more tragic, directly due to factors such as Jianghu feuds, love and hate, and the decline of family fortunes, they can't even keep their territory.

Then, a gifted young man, after various scenes of showing off and getting slapped in the face, finally mastered a divine skill, reached the level of the first generation, revitalized his power, and restored his prestige in the martial arts world.

However, in the Mechanical Hunter profession, it's completely the opposite.

The first generation was still in the "slash-and-burn" stage, and hadn't even started learning any technology.

The second generation did explore the tech tree, but it was quickly rendered obsolete due to version updates and numerical inflation.

As for the third generation, sorry, the third generation has already reversed the mecha magic and has completely lost his humanity.

So the third generation ignored the second generation, and the second generation looked down on the first generation, thinking that old people like them who should be in nursing homes had no right to "readjust the numbers" with them.

The young woman said they were all trash.

On the other hand, although the little woman still looks like a small-chested version of a loli, she is not young anymore. She was already 30 years old when she was in the Iron Sand Desert, and several years have passed since then. The "small" in the little woman's name can be removed.

An old acquaintance, unafraid of death, raised this question, but the young woman thought for a moment and said that this was her nickname. If you don't believe me, look at my pectoral muscles, which are like steel plates. Aren't they big? Do you think yours is big?

Soon, the silver-white Great Scimitar, resembling two overlapping silver scimitars, suddenly appeared on the sea. The silver-white starship gave people a strong sense of science fiction, as if they had suddenly come from a chaotic cyber test site to the outer space.

"What a beautiful sky carrier!" Cowboy Ap couldn't help but exclaim. This was hundreds of times more beautiful than the security team's one.

"This thing is called a starship," the young woman said, implying that the country bumpkin was hopeless.

Then, in the next moment, beams of light shot towards everyone. Before they could react to what these 'lights' were, their vision darted around in a blur, as if they were being disassembled into countless mechanical parts, or as if they were being burrowed into the belly of some mechanical monster.

When they came to their senses, they found themselves in a square, silver-white conference room.

Several elderly people were drinking tea and chatting.

Compared to these "old hunters," these old men in front of them were real old men, with dark spots on their faces and skin so wrinkled it could trap flies.

"It's you guys," Tamil said, a rare look of surprise on his face.

"So it's you, you little knife rascal. What, sharpening your knife again?" C53145 laughed, grinning to reveal a set of mechanical teeth.

Nos. C53145, D31134, and G12453 are representatives of the Empire's synthetic humans and also outstanding mechanical masters.

"So it wasn't those old guys, but you old guys," the pilot said in surprise.

At first, they thought the old guy referred to the older generation of hunters, but it turned out that it wasn't; he wasn't a hunter, but an older generation of mechanics.

However, in a sense, these three are more heavyweight "old guys," whose lineage can even be traced back to empires of the civilized era.

Back when Dugo Technologies's "hunter modification pipeline" was not yet perfected, these old guys used their hand-grinding skills to insert quite a few implants for them.

It focuses on imperial craftsmanship.

"Why did you come here? Are you loyal to the leader?" Tamil asked coldly.

Ding 31134, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, chuckled.

"Kid, with that attitude, if you were in the Empire, you'd be the most die-hard royalist."

"Without loyalty, the transformation of the Royal Guard cannot be completed," Tamil insisted. "It's not too late to withdraw now."

"Tsk tsk, kid, let me put it this way: while we may not be as loyal to the leader as you are, when it comes to loyalty to the empire, you can't even come close to us. Did you not know where the 'Imperial Guard' originated before you came here?"

Geng 12453 further added:

"And to say something you young people won't like to hear, our success rate in transformation is far higher than yours."

"Why? You're not professional warriors!" another old hunter asked.

"Because they are synthetic beings."

A voice came from outside the door, and Gao Gong, Du Zhaodi, and Xu Xiaoming walked in.

"Leader!"

"Leader!"

"President Du!"

"President Du!"

"You four-eyed brat, it's you!" A boisterous old hunter slapped the other man on the shoulder, making Xu Xiaoming grimace.

Everyone present was an old acquaintance. Even the youngest, Xu Xiaoming, was an old man from the Iron Sand Desert. Many people still remembered how this kid had been so scared when he saw the out-of-control bionic human body parts that he wet himself.

"Please sit down, don't stand," the senior engineer waved his hand, first pulling out a chair for Director Du before sitting down next to him.

"You've seen the previous news, right? The Imperial Guard, isn't that cool? They can control not only a portion of the faction's power, but also a portion of mine."

"Absolute loyalty to the leader!" Tamil shouted fervently.

This is the style of abnormal people. Most people here chatter away, asking questions they've already thought of on the way.

"Boss, is it really as powerful as you say?"

"Boss, with so many bodies under your control, which one is the main one?"

"If we divide our thoughts into one hundred parts, can we control them well?"

"Boss, between the Imperial Guard and the 'Human Mechs,' who's stronger?"

The senior engineer glanced at Xu Xiaoming, and the young biologist quickly stood up and said:

"Please be patient, everyone. I will answer all your questions."

He opened a pre-prepared PowerPoint presentation, a meeting style favored by old-timers like Professor Han, which his apprentice had inherited.

"Let me tell you one by one, the core technology of the 'Imperial Guard' is 'wet components'..."

As Xu Xiaoming slowly recounted his story, the group of old hunters gradually quieted down, occasionally revealing expressions of sudden realization.

According to the other party, whether there are ten or one hundred Imperial Guards, they are actually just "one shell" or "one system," which is why this "civilization characteristic" has "cloning technology."

There is a category of radioactive beasts called the "body separation" category. This means that the bodies of radioactive beasts of this category can be divided into more than a dozen parts, which is somewhat similar to the "Imperial Guard".

When going to war, each person is one hundred people, forming a small imperial guard legion. But at other times, the other imperial guards are asleep, and only one imperial guard is free to move around.

This is somewhat like a life-saving secret technique for senior executives: "Consciousness uploading" + "cloning the body".

And these old hunters also realized why these three old guys were more suitable to be the Royal Guard than themselves: because they were synthetics.

Compared to natural humans, the success rate of extracting 'wet parts' from synthetic humans is at least 60% higher.

The reason is simple: they were originally "pieced together," a product of both cloning technology and biochemical technology.

"How about it, aren't you envious?" Number C53145 winked at the old hunters.

The most honest candidate, Geng 12453, looked at Du Zhaodi and earnestly thanked her:

"Mr. Du, thank you for giving us old folks who are nearing the end of our lives a second chance."

"You are all heroes of the group, and the group will not forget you," Du Zhaodi said calmly. She always showed little emotion in front of her subordinates, but her actions earned everyone's approval.

"Not only that," C53145 said with unusual seriousness, "With the Empire gone, we are just a bunch of rootless old fogies. Now, it is our duty to restore the Empire's glory!"

Ding 31134 then said to the old hunters opposite him, "Don't worry, even if the modification is successful, we won't compete with you for the opportunity to go to the battlefield. We are mainly responsible for the repair and modification of the 'Imperial Guard'."

Xu Xiaoming took a sip of water, and seeing that everyone had finished chatting, he switched to another PowerPoint presentation.

The first image shows a heavily modified mechanical being, standing four meters tall. A strong sense of heaviness emanates from it, and at first glance, one would immediately think that it must be a killing machine, and not just one, but a group of them.

And veteran hunters can tell at a glance that it is equipped with many advanced technologies from various factions, such as mech technology, construct technology, energy engine technology, and cybernetic technology.

Xu Xiaoming pointed to the glowing X-shape behind the heavy breastplate of the "Imperial Guard".

"This is the group's latest model 'X-type energy reactor,' which is ten times more efficient than the old version. Moreover, this large-scale reactor has an output efficiency on par with that of a large mech."

He then pointed to the menacing gear-like spikes on the heads, shoulders, wrists, and knees of the "Imperial Guards," explaining:

"A replica of a gear mechanism, a full-body structure with astonishing destructive power. Once implanted, even the weakest parts of the body will become killing machines."

"The entire mechanical body is made of shape memory metal mixed with titanium alloy, and has 100% liquid metal recovery rate. In other words, as long as your injuries are not fatal, they can heal themselves in the war. Of course, there are limits."

The two metals were mixed, turning the 'Imperial Guards' bodies into a glittering gold color, which was quite stylish.

"Because we use 'wet components' instead of implanting them into the human body system, we don't have to do things in a cramped space. Therefore, our weapon designs are very bold, for example, the super-sized energy jet."

The image shows a cannon with a barrel as thick as a water tank, resting on the opponent's shoulder. It is not equipped with any "restraint device," so the energy cannon it fires is not columnar but umbrella-shaped, with a shorter range but greater destructive power.

"Furthermore, since all mechanical bodies are controlled by wet components, we have modified the 'AT field' and transformed it into a large-scale 'AT' protective field."

In the scene, hundreds of "Imperial Guards" formed a strange battle formation, and then a transparent protective field completely protected them. What attacked them was a beast tide stirred up by an S-class beast king.

And this S-class Beast King was most likely a cameo appearance under the control of "Little Woman No. 2".

"I remember, isn't the 'AT Field' something that mechanical beings can't use?" an old hunter couldn't help but ask.

"That's right," Xu Xiaoming nodded.

"The nature of this energy field is closer to a 'biomagnetic field,' so in the 'flesh-machine mech,' the operator must be 'flesh-machine integrated' with the mech, which is called synchronization. But here, we have adopted another technical solution, which is 'soul technology'..."

As the introduction progressed, the veteran hunters' eyes grew brighter and brighter.

These "Imperial Guards" are simply monsters.

Its melee combat ability is comparable to that of an A-grade radiated beast.

Its energy output is comparable to that of a large mech.

The hunting method involves implanting biochips and combat chips, using these two types of chips to conduct the most brutal warfare in the most scientific way.

Moreover, since the limits of the human body's systems don't need to be considered, personal modifications can be exceptionally wild. At this level of modification, a typical mechanical modifier would have suffered from "cyber psychosis" countless times.

Most importantly, it is not an individual operation, but a joint operation by a group.

The senior engineer silently observed these familiar faces.

One advantage of the Cyber Test Site is that the people here have exceptionally high tolerance for stress.

He had some concerns before, that the beings might reject him as he went from being a life form with a single body to one that simultaneously controlled a hundred bodies.

But now it seems I was overthinking things.

Furthermore, the biggest benefit of becoming a member of the "Imperial Guard" is something that others are unaware of; currently, only the senior engineer himself knows it.

It's a boss template, and it's a shared boss template.

This is even more exaggerated than any other kind of exaggerated transformation.

From a player's perspective, having a boss template is what makes a standard boss.

Now, the bosses have banded together.