Biological Mutation Society

Beast tides are rarely interrupted, since starting one requires a lot of energy, and interrupting one is equally difficult.

However, there are exceptions.

For example, after three of the five flying behemoths died and two escaped, a large number of radiated beasts, driven by an invisible will, began to disperse and retreat.

If we don't leave soon, the security forces' "missile silos" scattered throughout the desert will be activated.

Without a large number of host bodies, the mutated energy gradually degenerated from purple to red.

This is a sign that the beast tide has dropped to 'D level'.

A large number of radioactive animal carcasses were collected and incinerated.

In fact, they had already been burned once when they were killed.

It can only be considered secondary processing now.

One after another, transport vehicles brought supplies from the front lines.

They weren't transporting corpses, but living, breathing people.

However, these living people are in bizarre states. Some are covered in fleshy growths, others are suffering from the backlash of biological weapons, and still others exhibit symptoms similar to "cyber psychosis," attacking "enemies" everywhere.

The sudden outburst of these bio-engineered individuals was also the reason why the plan almost failed.

In addition, there are the bodies of exoskeleton soldiers, whose bodies will be transported back to their families, along with a large sum of compensation.

This is a treatment that the mechanical hunters, these wild dogs, never get to enjoy.

The combat robots won't get any of that either; they'll be reassembled on the spot and then put back into 007's battles.

Fortunately, the Mechanical City only has the "Bionic Human Act" and not the "Robot Act," otherwise these combat robots would definitely go on strike and protest.

This situation is actually quite common in mechanical civilizations.

Among the bodies brought back were several familiar faces, such as members of the assault team, including their captain, Zhou Cong.

This lazy major, who desperately wanted to escape the battlefield, ultimately died on the battlefield.

Many of the Mech Hunter's teammates were also on the front lines digging up corpses. Not to mention the cannon fodder, in fact, quite a few skilled Mech Hunters also died in battle.

Two members of the Symbiote squad died; they were stabbed to death by the mechanical rhinoceros that pierced through their mechs.

Black God is also dead. It is said that he had entered a state of "cyber psychosis" before his death, attacking indiscriminately indiscriminately. Judging from the bullet holes all over his body, it is hard to say whether he was killed by a radioactive beast or shot by a fellow human.

At least he doesn't have to repay his business loan.

Miyamoto Sanzo also died. His death was rather unjust. Before he died, he had just used his ultimate move to cut off one of Ghidorah's heads and was in a weakened state.

Then the "Radiation Ghidorah" enlarged, its back beaming with energy rays. He had nowhere to hide and was instantly taken away and cut into pieces.

Several well-known hunters from the other three oases have also died.

Unlike their counterparts in the car city, they didn't suffer as much; they faced the beast tide head-on from the very beginning.

Of course, they now enjoy the same treatment.

The worm didn't die, but one of his arms was permanently severed.

He can transform into a radiation beast, and even absorb radiation power to strengthen himself like a radiation beast, which is why he is soaring up the rankings.

He kept faking his death and changing his form, but in the end, he still "got his shoes wet by the river" on such a fierce battlefield.

During the transformation process, he was attacked and not only lost an arm, but the transformation itself was also disrupted, and he is still experiencing a dull pain inside his body.

"Miyamoto is dead."

Watching Miyamoto Sanzang's AI apprentice silently piece together the corpse, the wriggler's expression was somewhat forlorn.

Among the mechanical hunters in the car city, he and Miyamoto are the two oldest.

Miyamoto is dead, and he is now the only one left in his Creeper squad.

For a moment, he had a strong urge to retire from the military and return to rural life.

But where are the green hills and clear waters in this radiation zone?

A dragging noise startled him awake. Looking up, he saw that more than a dozen cranes were lifting the "giant bomber bird".

Because this flying behemoth was the largest, it was transported last. Just look at the steel cables, as thick as an arm, stretched taut like steel spears, and you'll know how heavy it was.

They will be transported to a temporary warehouse at the rear, then frozen and stored, before being sent to the biological laboratories of large corporations.

One theory is that the reason the Mechanical City preserved this radiation zone, instead of destroying the continent directly with star-destroying weapons as it did during the Mechanical Wars, is because...

The main reason is that large corporations need the biological cells of these advanced radiated beasts.

A cowboy riding a plasma horse looked curiously at the crawler, seemingly wanting to come over and chat. He was born in the "Horse Ranch" oasis, a rare tribal oasis.

The plasma horse he was riding suddenly snorted loudly.

At the same time, the crawler's skin turned purplish-red.

He suddenly looked toward the warehouse where the flying behemoths were stored, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"A beast tide?!"

Meanwhile, in the underground command center, a sharp alarm sounded at the same time.

"A beast tide? Didn't the beast tide just recede!?"

"Location! Report the location! Immediately dispatch reinforcements! What?! There's no one left?"

"The legion at the front is still chasing down the fleeing beast horde, and the fire at the rear has just been put out. There's really no one left."

The person on the other end of the phone stammered.

"Moreover, it didn't look like a beast tide; there weren't that many of them, and the mechanical beasts seemed to be made of human bodies."

"It's a person?!"

A commander looked at the series of moving red dots on the electronic map and hesitated for a moment.

"Their target appears to be the corpses of these two giant beasts."

"Excuse me, could you please put your guns down? Otherwise, it could be very dangerous if they accidentally go off."

On the three-meter-tall, one-horned giant rhinoceros, a mechanical hunter looked down at it with ill intent.

The guards from the security force were trembling; to be honest, they were terrified.

Apart from a few combat robot units with "constant will", the security force is actually not very strong, at the level of a standard "puppet army".

They are far inferior to the mechanical hunters who fight to the death against mechanical beasts on the battlefield.

They can usually bully others by relying on their master's power, but when others rely on their mechanical beasts, they can't say a word.

Keiko Matsushima swaggered to the front, her smart katana connected to the hilt flashing with light, and the warehouse door was cleaved open.

The gangsters of the Demi-human continent like to input 'sword techniques' into memory and then use combat chips to perform 'deep learning'. The stronger the chip's computing power, the higher the level of close combat.

Some old-fashioned families even possess "advanced weapon-driven algorithms" that can enable an underage girl to master master-level techniques.

Keiko Matsushima is a case in point.

Her combat chip, "Wild Cherry Blossom Dance," stores such an algorithm.

However, the downside of doing this is that once you leave your usual smart weapons, your close-combat skills will drop significantly.

Moreover, the Electronic Barrier of these smart weapons are easily breached; once hacked, they will kill themselves.

Therefore, the research departments of some large security groups have begun to develop technology to infuse "weapon-driven algorithms" into electronic brains.

A group of people escorted the senior engineer inside.

Besides the two enormous corpses, there were a dozen or so cell collection personnel in the warehouse, who were quickly pinned to the ground.

"Do you know who we are?" a biologist asked boldly, facing a group of barbarians armed with rifles and cannons.

The senior engineer glanced at the white work clothes the other person was wearing.

There is a red and green double helix structure in the middle.

"People from the Biological Mutation Society? They dare touch my spoils? They're asking for death!"

The Biological Mutation Society is a research association that studies biological variation. It relies on cooperation with major companies to obtain research and development funding to maintain its normal operation.

In the machinery city, there are many such research associations. Some are doing very well and are guests of honor of major enterprises, while others are on the verge of dissolution due to reasons such as staff loss and broken capital chains.

The "Biological Mutation Society" belongs to the former category. This association has an auxiliary profession called "Biologist," which is a deputy position that the senior engineer is determined to obtain.

The senior engineer glanced at Professor Han, the bionics master who immediately took over their work, directing the tribal girls to extract B-grade biological cells and cut radiating organs.

The biologist stared wide-eyed at the scene.

He had assumed these barbarians were only there to cut flesh and destroy these precious experimental materials.

But after watching for a while, I realized they were actually quite professional.

The senior engineer walked to the other side, where the body of the "Seven-Tailed Pterosaur" was located. However, this body had long since become a huge mechanical skeleton, and all the other energy organs besides the skeleton had been transformed into energy tides.

The senior engineer stretched out an arm, and the next moment, countless blood vessels gushed out from the arm, beginning to cover the massive skeleton.

[You have mastered the large mechanical wing]

[You have mastered the Pteranodon Claw]

[You have mastered the Flying Wing Finger technique]

[You understand the energy warming structure]

[You understand the heat dissipation pattern]

Collect biological structures whenever you have time; you never know when you might need them.

For example, when you transform yourself.

Senior Engineer's "abnormal" colleagues all know that he is, after all, a madman who can pilot a B-class flying behemoth.

But when the biologist saw this, his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"How... how did you do that?"

"Want to know?" The senior engineer glanced at the other person and grinned. "Give me the identity of a biological researcher, and I'll tell you."

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