Starting as a Mechan Chapter 564 - 97: Test Subjects

Chapter 564: Chapter 97: Test Subjects

"So damn many ancient robots!"

At this mont, the player trio was caught in a monster-fighting battle.

Atomic City, at an amusent park

Justice’s Security Manager and I am a Big Muscle Dominator are hiding behind cover, shooting while carefully dodging the flying blades coming from a distance.

Honestly, the robots are not difficult to kill. The level 10 ones that look like ’Edward Scissorhands’ lawn-mowing robots, the level 13 ones that resemble ’White’ freight robots, and the level 14 ones with curvy shapes but no bionic skin ’Service Robots’.

These forr rookie killers are now just easy prey for the players, like shooting kids.

It’s just that there are quite a lot of them.

So the two were responsible for stalling, while the Rock Chef God was tasked with switching off the power—they discovered that this group of robots were actually all chargeable.

"Damn, Muscle Dominator, don’t charge too aggressively!"

Just as the automatic machine guns on the Security Manager’s back module stopped firing, a glance saw Big Muscle Dominator swinging his new gorilla arm model and directly charging. Flas spewed from the elbow, and he jumped three ters, smashing into the logistics robots, flattening one’s head with a punch. His palm machine guns burst out, spraying at a few surrounding ’chanical Whites’, having a blast, and then suddenly felt an itch on his back. Looking up, he saw several ’Bee-type Drones’ shooting at him.

"Damn! Manager, cover

with the sniper!"

The Security Manager didn’t waste any words; the side of his thigh, shoulder, and small arm suddenly opened, revealing parts of an electromagnetic sniper rifle. In less than three seconds, it assembled into a fine-level sniper rifle. However, before he could aim, with a ’pop’, all the robots collapsed, including those flying vehicles in the sky, all paralyzed.

"Done, I pulled the power," the voice of the Chef God ca through the headset.

I am a Big Muscle Dominator couldn’t help but kick a downed robot and curse, "What the hell, these old-school robots still need charging."

The Security Manager picked up one robot, pulled at its back, and out ca a charging cable as thick as a forearm.

"Pre-World War II robot technology is obviously outdated compared to modern standards. After all, at that ti, artificial intelligence could only work on computers."

"Co over, I found sothing interesting."

The three of them dug through trash for more than half a day and confird one thing: this is not a dead tomb but a living one.

The so-called ’living tomb’ ans this place has an autonomously operating defense system, and possibly an old artificial intelligence.

"If it’s a shelter, then we’ve hit the jackpot!" On the road, I am a Big Muscle Dominator couldn’t help but say.

"Doesn’t look like it. More like a research base. Its storage center is above. If it were a shelter, there would be grain and seed storage below. And looking at these old engines, they shouldn’t be from the end of the empire."

The two found an underground passage and walked in, chatting as they went.

"Then it’s not interesting."

At the end of the empire, to deal with the ’alien war’, all governnts on this planet built a large number of shelters underground and stored a lot of weapons and equipnt. According to the players, it’s ’Nine Dragons Coffin Tomb’.

Soon, the two ca to the place the Rock Chef ntioned, an underground signal reception center. Besides the rusty sll on the ground, there were piles of paper materials.

"Robot... consciousness... developnt plan," Big Muscle Dominator barely made out a few words with the system’s translation function.

"So this is basically a robot factory."

With a glance, it was full of old robot developnt equipnt, all rusted. Even the Security Manager was disappointed.

"No, that’s not it," the Rock Chef God appeared out of nowhere, holding a test tube, looking excited.

"There’s a new robot developnt route here!"

"Huh?"

According to the Chef God, not all robots are the sa, and the differences among them are greater than those between humans and dogs.

On this planet, there are three robot paths. One is ’chanical Modified People’, who are implanted with chanical prosthetic bodies, half-human and half-machine, simply put, like the three of them.

The second is ’Biochemical Robots’, which have human-like appearances with chanical materials. A typical example is ’Bionic Man’.

The third is the legendary ’Energy chanism’, chanical life that originates its life energy from spark, a product of Mother City technology.

But according to the information the Chef found, there’s actually a fourth type of robot here.

’Atomic Machine!’

"What does that an? Robots the size of atoms?"

"Exactly, robots the size of atoms!"

"Follow ."

The three followed the Rock Chef God through a series of large doors, finally arriving at a ’Biological Laboratory’, where there were pieces of equipnt resembling ’optical microscopes’.

"Here lies a world of atomic life that has died!"

...

"Atomic chanical Life Experintal Plan."

Gao Gong held information that was much more extensive than that of the three players, even tracing back to the founder of the ’Atomic Research Institute’, Dr. Xie Lin.

The gist of this plan was to modify lifeforms at the atomic level, incorporating chanical attributes into atoms. So when atoms form a cell, the cell splits into egg and sperm cells, rging them would directly create a ’small robot’.

Similarly, humans would be 100% chanized from birth without needing any prosthetic implantation.

After which, the plan got suspended.

The reason is that this plan is too damn ahead of its ti, concerns not ant for low-level civilizations!

In fact, later, the upper echelons of civilized governnts realized this and abolished the plan.

However, the plan’s initiator, Dr. Xie Lin, disagreed entirely, taking an even more radical path, attempting to create chanical life at the atomic level.

The plan’s unreliability was like researching atomic bombs during the steam era.

Eventually, the Atomic Research Institute went bankrupt and was closed, Dr. Xie Lin disappeared, and the Institute reopened as a sci-fi-thed amusent attraction, now known as Atomic City, filled with various types of robots.

But because there are a great number of ’Cell Storage Libraries’ here, the remaining ’virus’ was transferred here.

Due to the virus’s indirect influence, the service robots here beca very aggressive.

"Not to ntion, this kind of virus needs a lot of infected individuals to evolve, right."

Miao Miaomiao shrugged and sighed, "Although our company is not short of money, our bad reputation precedes us. Both chanical life and chanical transforrs avoid us, plus, we’re still on the run from those chanical n, so we can’t openly recruit people for experints."

Gao Gong touched his chin:

"Now that you ntion it, I know what to do."