Chapter 82: Chapter 73: The Battle Approaches
Severed Limb King Guanghui, Black Tortoise Charles, Flaming Motorcyclist
These nas ca up frequently when the old folks recalled the past.
Gao Gong squinted his eyes, sensing a special harmony from these individuals.
A kind of Great Perfection in the chanical System.
This feeling generally only appeared in B-level Radiation Beasts.
So, these people’s biological weapons are ’body parts’ of B-level Radiation Beasts, huh.
That’s quite fierce!
Severed Limb King Guanghui glanced at the ’Reaper Queen’ and gave a sinister laugh, making the first move.
A dozen enhanced chainsaws erupted wildly from his body, clashing against six blade limbs and eight tal hooked legs, the speed of slashing so fast that the sparks almost ford a continuous stream.
Black Tortoise Charles showed no sign of engaging in a one-on-one fight, and his millstone-sized bone giant axe shot out like a cannonball, instantly spanning over twenty ters.
The ’Reaper Queen’ swiftly turned around, her four scythes swinging horizontally and vertically. But after a loud explosion, the first to get smashed away was the nearly one-ton Queen.
Still in midair, the roar of engines echoed, and two flaming whips coiled up from below, instantly wrapping around the Queen’s waist.
The flas seed sowhat special, as they imdiately ignited the Queen’s steel body with just a touch.
The Flaming Motorcyclist let out a strange laugh as the motor beast beneath him roared, trying to drag her away with the flaming whips.
Yet he couldn’t move her!
The ’Torch’ hovering in midair didn’t seem to be pulled down but instead slowly unfurled six newly grown ’wings’.
Underneath its six ’blade limbs’, there grew bio-stingers covered in suction holes, these ’external organs’ quickly spitting out flesh and blood to form six fleshy wings.
As one layer was charred by flas, another layer quickly grew, presenting a sight that was both magnificent and nacing.
No B-level boss is born; all high-level Radiation Beasts evolved from lower levels.
After absorbing the Radiation Field, the ’Reaper Queen’ seed to have this tendency as well.
At this mont, the commotion outside drifted in.
The ’Reaper Queen’ glanced outside and sighed softly, "I originally wanted to play with you all a bit longer, but now there’s no chance."
In the next mont, the Radiation Field began to contract, and the biological weapons within the radiation lines quickly shriveled up.
[Radiation Beast Driver]
In your Radiation Field, all Radiation Beasts below your tier, you can choose: Bless/Strip
At the mont when the Radiation Field enveloped the biological weapons, the outco of this contest was already decided.
[Task completed, Experience
2200, Implantable Biological Weapon*5, Biological Weapons Blueprint*7]
The next stage of the task chain appeared.
[Task Stage Four: The Fla Rises Again]
Difficulty: Difficult-
Mission Brief: The old steed willing but the path long, the seasoned warrior’s passion remains undiminished in the twilight years. What do the old warriors so eagerly anticipate?
Mission Objective: Repair of Biological Rejection Syndro
Mission Reward: Experience
4100, Reputation
1000
...
On the chanical airship, Zhao chanism watched intently at the box beneath Gao Gong’s feet.
In the ’Cyber Realm’, there’s no initial inventory slot. To carry a large amount of equipnt, one must unlock ’Anti-gravity Technology’. To fold equipnt, ’Space Technology’ must be unlocked. To upgrade equipnt anyti, one needs a ’Space Technology Chamber’.
None of the above has anything to do with a Level 1 Civilization.
The blueprint materials Gao Gong collected, along with those ’junk items’, were all moved to the airship with the help of several Exoskeleton Warriors.
This ’Human Body Transformation Technology’ was less than a ter away from Zhao chanism.
Promotion, wealth, fa, and fortune were within reach.
Yet he dared not make any move.
Gao Gong seed utterly unconcerned about the previous conflict, smiling as he chatted with Zhou Cong.
Du Zhaodi was the sa, flipping through the biological transformation materials, occasionally whispering to Gao Gong.
These materials were ultimately going to be transford into products on the assembly line, all of which was her work.
However, as the chanical airship gradually approached the Oasis, everyone’s expression beca solemn.
On the ground, it looked like an ant migration or so grand migration, with boiler elephants as tall as buildings and tallic ants barely visible to the naked eye.
Sky-high ’decaying flesh’ was slowly moving, occasionally spraying out a large amount of thick fluid.
There were tree roots like gigantic fingers, continuously crawling.
Fortunately, not many flying Radiation Beasts were present, and the chanical airship successfully landed without any mishaps.
In the Old Civilization Era, there were three employee communities on the outskirts of Automobile City, nearly fifty employee buildings, with various weapons mounted between the buildings.
Outside Petrol Town lay the ruins of a dozen automobile parts factories.
Armored fortresses rose from the ruins between the buildings and factories.
Hundreds of ard helicopters were ready to launch.
Thousands of drones flew and circled in the sky.
A series of cannons rose from the fortress.
The chanical frontline has never been just a line. To be precise, it’s more like a grid, a decentralized command structure.
This is the experience gained by the frontline legion after years of fierce battles with the beast tide.
The sky, the ground, and even underground can all be battlefields, and once there is a so-called central command, it will inevitably be decapitated.
Gao Gong looked at Du Zhaodi, and Du Zhaodi stared back at him.
"Why are you staring at ?"
"To see if you’re going to say so bullshit about
retreating."
Gao Gong shrugged, "My personality isn’t enough to support letting a woman retreat first."
Du Zhaodi curled her lips and rolled her eyes.
Almost as soon as she got off the plane, Director Du entered a busy state, not only her but all the logistics staff were like this.
Combat robots can have parts replaced, and the number of radiation beasts is even more endless.
The war with the beast tide is actually a logistics war.
Gao Gong’s warti factory was hidden on the eighth floor of an apartnt building.
And the ’workers’ of this temporary factory were all mbers of the Cable Tribe.
The person responsible for this defensive line was also one of Gao Gong’s people.
"This ti, Keiko must go on a killing spree!" Matsushima Keiko said excitedly, the ’knife holder’ in her hand constantly buzzing.
Beside her, Fat Xiang was gobbling up a boxed al. Mother said, before working, you must eat your fill.
On the other side, Daisila repeatedly checked each fire point. This was the first battlefield practice of the ’new tactics,’ and she was a bit uncertain.
Aunt Xiang and a bunch of apprentices were polishing handmade parts.
Aunt Xiang was working and loudly said, "Don’t think those advanced stuff are so great. When the beast tide cos, all those high-tech goods are dood!"
...
Gao Gong was also busy with his own affairs.
He was working on the second task of the prosthetic doctor job conversion—’complete two transformation parts unique to his own ideas.’
He had long had ideas for these two ’transformation parts.’
One was the ’three-dinsional maneuvering device’ upgraded from the single-molecule hook claw.
It conforms to the chanical structure of human physiology and can increase the tensile distance.
The other was the upgraded version of the ’high-speed microcomputer tiger,’ the ’tearing microcomputer tiger.’
This version of the chanical gloves focused on enhancing the ’tearing’ effect, which could strengthen bloodsucking when paired with the ’bloodthirsty hooked leg.’
The technical content of these two pieces of equipnt was just within Gao Gong’s technical grasp.
The only problem was that these two could only serve as ’exclusive equipnt,’ which others would find hard to use.
...
In one of the lounges in the ’temporary factory,’ the scene was completely out of place with the battlefield atmosphere.
So were playing cards, so were playing mahjong, so were drinking tea, and so were even reading pornographic magazines with reading glasses on.
The people in the Hunting Departnt were very health-conscious.
The Little Woman couldn’t bear it any longer and shouted loudly.
"Is this the ti for a break!?"
"You, why are you drinking alcohol in broad daylight!"
The Little Woman snatched the beer bottle and slamd it on the table.
The old man dryly explained, "This is not alcohol but gasoline with a beer flavor."
"You’re drinking gasoline in broad daylight!?"
The Little Woman’s fury turned to another person.
"You’re reading pornographic magazines in broad daylight, don’t you have any public morality?"
The one with the reading glasses was startled and shivered violently.
A foul sll hit them in the face.
Old Qian gloated, "Young lass, Old Cha already has a weak bladder, and you scared the shit out of him."
The Little Woman’s eyes widened in disbelief.
At this mont, a cool old man with sunglasses walked up to her, raised his chin, and bumped her shoulder once, then again.
The Little Woman got angry again, "What are you doing, are you trying to start sothing!?"
"Cough cough, young lass, step aside, Old Hu is blind."
"..."
After Huang Yuanli stord out, the scene quieted down for a while.
Old Qian tremblingly took out a cigarette, lit it, squinted in the smoke, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
On the sixth floor, an identical chanical factory was taking shape, with production lines and chanical equipnt looking exactly like those on the eighth floor.
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