Starting as a Mechan Chapter 385 - 146: Man and Sword as One

Chapter 385: Chapter 146: Man and Sword as One

"Captain Daisila, the scent turned again," a black-nosed Biological Hunter said.

Daisila looked in that direction and pondered for a mont.

"So, the Clan Leader of the four great families isn’t in the Business District or the Main Brain Area, but in the Saint Domingo District—the forr stronghold of the three major gangs?"

"Can we locate it?"

"Yes."

Daisila signaled to the Yao Family mber, who showed a look of surprise but didn’t hesitate at all and pressed a few tis on a watch-like device.

Soon, a military map that was ten tis more detailed than the ordinary Nightless City holographic map appeared.

The Biological Hunter lay on the ground and took a deep breath. This inhale felt like taking a neural drug; his expression was entranced, as a large amount of black hair protruded from his limbs and back, making him look like a mutated large dog.

The Biological Hunter was called Xiaoquan, nicknad Little Dog, and the biological chip implanted in him contained a very special type of Radiation Dog cell, called the ’Nightmare Dog.’

In other words, this type of Radiation Dog feeds on dreams and can enter dreams.

This dream-entering distance can even exceed several hundred kiloters.

Professor Han conducted research on this ’abnormal phenonon’ and quickly found that this dream-entering and dream-feeding were essentially a way of consuming neural signals.

Thus, the Radiation Dog, despite being only D-level, was made into a biological chip because of this special ability.

And this ability, after modification, beca a long-distance thod to track people.

Not by following the scent, but through neural signals.

So this tracking is almost unavoidable.

Soon, Xiaoquan determined a location, a textile factory in the Saint Domingo District.

"Can you confirm it?" Daisila asked.

Since Xiaoquan entered the Nightless City, his abilities have been problematic. The reason was simple: there were too many people in the city, and the various implant personalities and personality modification technologies made him feel extrely uncomfortable. In his words, it was like drinking a bowl of soup spiced with all sorts of strange seasonings.

But this ti, Xiaoquan nodded very firmly.

"I can confirm it. Right now, this city is filled with a foul sll. Everyone is like this. It’s easy to distinguish between those with and without Moral Chips implanted."

Daisila glanced at the Yao Family representative, and soon, the military hovercraft changed direction and disappeared into the sky.

The interior of the military hovercraft was exceptionally spacious, accommodating up to twenty people without issue, half of whom were Hunters, and the other half were Yao Family mbers. The Yao Family alone contributed five Level 30 Advanced rcenaries.

However, compared to the chanical Blade Demon and chanical Sword Demon, these rcenaries only qualified as ordinary templates and haven’t activated Carbon Fusion, aning their potential reaches its limit at this stage.

On the Hunter side, although most were lower level than their counterparts, each possessed an Elite Template, especially Daisila, who seed to exceed the Elite cap of Level 30.

This indicated two things: First, the faction of the chanical Hunters was full of potential and had a promising future. Second, the high levels didn’t treat them as outsiders, using core technology for modifications.

Seeing this, the Yao Family representative couldn’t help but show an envious expression.

Sub-human Continent. The birthplace of rcenaries, holand of chanical Samurai, base camp of the Mother City Warriors. These sound nice, but essentially, it’s an advanced cannon fodder production base.

Relying on the family’s unique ancient technology allows Transforrs of the Sub-human Continent to accept more brutal, more inhumane chanical Transformations and be deployed to the most dangerous battlefields.

And those who survive naturally beco Super rcenaries.

The Yao Family representative sighed, shook his head, and looked out the window as chanical Eyeliners and military hovercraft crisscrossed.

The military hovercraft carried a Mother City license, so these chanic Eyeliners assud they were from the Outer City and naturally didn’t inspect them.

After closing his eyes to rest for a while, the Yao Family representative got up to give orders.

"Triple Electronic Defense Wall, deploy!"

"Activate the Personality Fixer!"

"Neural Modeling - Temporary Thought Steel Seal!"

"Remove Ordinary Tactical Prosthetic Eye, implant Anti-Hallucination Prosthetic Eye!"

Within the military hovercraft, sets of surgical arms extended, performing targeted modifications on the rcenaries.

And a bunch of local Hunter yokels stood by, pointing and comnting.

"This is kind of cool."

"Do you actually swap out eyeballs during battle? That’s hardcore. By the way, does it hurt? It’s a vital organ too."

A Biological Hunter said sowhat enviously to Daisila, "Captain, when will we get one of these too?"

Daisila leaned against the side wall of the military hovercraft, backhandedly thumping the other’s chest, and jokingly scolded:

"You envy them? They envy you too. Do you know what President Du has been doing on all those business trips this past half-year?"

"What you want, President Du will eventually get for you. But our gear is unique."

This Biological Hunter rubbed his chest, where three rows of nine eyeballs lined up like the nine bamboos tile in Mahjong.

"That’s right. My eyeballs are way cooler than Prosthetic Eyes. Besides, I have eighteen eyeballs all over. There’s no ti for a temporary swap anyways."

The Yao Family representative heard this and showed a trace of disappointnt. He was preparing to probe for possibilities of ’technical cooperation.’

It seems now that the higher-ups on the other side have enough foresight not to be easily deceived.

"The textile factory is the territory of the Deep Web Weaver known as the ’9th Spider Queen.’ Although she is the youngest among all Deep Web Weavers, her strength is formidable, ranking in the top three."