As a planet whose industrial level still remained at the hand-grinding stage, Xianqi Star was deeply shaken at first glance by mechanical lifeforms of this level. Their several-dozen-meter mechanical bodies were filled with a life aesthetic machines lacked: their streamlined frames, the roar of their reactors, and their Tier Three transformation modules, some as large as millstones and others as tiny as mesons. With every "breath," the pulsing of their spark energy seemed capable of annihilating their flesh.
"Tier Three super unit!!"
Fengliu Knight licked his upper lip. A trace of fear flashed across his face, along with a hint of greed.
If a boss of this level could be killed, it would definitely drop an insane amount of loot.
Jia Hei's attention settled on the mechanical shell. Countless activated neural networks crawled in and out across the Cybertronian alloy. Along those neural networks, vast amounts of zombie flesh were secreted, nearly enveloping half of the mechanical body. Bones then pushed out from the muscles, with jagged ends piercing into the alloy joints. It looked as if the machine had put on a layer of human skin, giving off a feeling that was both eerie and horrifying.
"The revival rate of the nervous and motor systems has exceeded fifty percent," Jia Hei suddenly said.
As city-lord players who dealt with zombies year-round, they naturally understood that the higher a zombie's level, the greater the revival rate of its human systems. Once it exceeded fifty percent, it could take on a human form.
That was why players on Xianqi Star often complained that this was not a post-apocalyptic game about players fighting zombies, but a zombie-type natural disaster story in which they desperately tried to stop zombies from becoming human. In this story, all the players played villains, while only the