Chapter 667 Old Hunter
“So that’s what happened!”
In the Knights Highlands before, Senior Engineer encountered several large pits of ‘mechanical terracotta warriors and horses’. These terracotta warriors and horses seemed to be of different levels. Not high, maybe only around level 20, not as good as ordinary mechanical guards, but when they acted together, a boss template suddenly appeared on the attribute panel.
You know, 99% of NPCs do not have this kind of template, but each of the thousands of ancient mechanical warriors has one.
At that time, Gao Gong thought that this was some black technology of the Knights, but when he got all the technical information, he was shocked to find that there was no such technology.
He would like to consult War, but he estimates that War will not pay attention to him. If he dives into the Information Submersible Sea again, without the handle of the Rewind System, this Number 2 will definitely do something to him. .
So, the matter will be settled.
However, when the 'Civilization Characteristics-Emperor's Guards' was illuminated, Senior Engineer understood that this had nothing to do with 'war', but the legacy left by Daxia.
Civilization Characteristics-Emperor's Guards:
To deepen the limit of transformation, it is not to transform yourself into a pure mechanical life, but to become a super transformation warrior loaded with 'wetware'. Under the influence of this same type of wetware, the super-modified warriors will master the power of "collective transformation", and they will become the Emperor's most loyal guards and the most powerful expansion machine.
Activation conditions: Imperial Power
Under the 'Emperor's Guards', there are pictures of 'torrents of steel'. The nearly three-meter-tall super warriors tear apart all living things. They are huge and have bulging veins. Muscles and dangerous mechanical hunting weapons tore each alien creature to pieces.
Ten for one
Hundreds for one
One is a legion!
The senior engineer directly turned off the holographic screen and fell into thought.
“Wetware, cloning technology, modified bodies, and reproductive bodies, that’s what it turns out to be.”
The boss template was indeed opened by Diwei. This is a confirmed fact.
But the specific technology of the 'Private Guards' is far more complicated than this.
The first is 'wetware'. The so-called wetware, officially refers to 'people (programmers, operators, administrators) who are closely connected to computer software and hardware systems, and humans who are connected to the system. nervous system'.
It is similar to a biochip, but more complex than a biochip.
Biochips are equivalent to brain supplements.
The 'wetware' refers to a hybrid thing that removes the entire 'nervous system' from the human body.
It's like soaking tripe when eating hot pot. After it's cooked, you take it out and you're left with a pot of meat soup.
It is also the core of the 'Emperor's Guards'.
‘Prætorian Guards’ is not a technology, but closer to a technical standard.
To become a 'Private Guard', the prosthetic body must be of the same type and model, and the same is true for the clones. The parameters of some cloned parts must also be standard.
After such standard production and standard assembly, each 'Private Guard Body' was produced.
Then comes the most critical step.
It will implant the 'wetware' into a 'guard body', and at the same time connect the perception system to all 'clone parts', 'bionic systems' and 'reproductive organs' .
Just like when you play a 'strategy' game, one person can control an army.
And those hundreds or thousands of ‘Prince Guards’ are actually just one person.
Under the control of 'Emperor', this person integrated all the 'Prison Guards' into a life system, and this life system was integrated into the industrial system of the entire camp.
So, the ‘boss template’ was born.
Its ‘boss template’ is actually very cleverly borrowed from the template of the camp leader.
Biological hunters take the carbon-based explosive species route.
Mechas began to become larger and more military.
Then the path for mechanical hunters is very clear, an 'elite corps' that specializes in hunting.
A one-person regiment! !
"We have to get some old guys together again," the senior engineer said to himself: "These old guys probably don't mind having hundreds of fighting bodies."
...
With someone’s order, the old hunters at various military bases on the planet were informed of the recruitment.
In a weapons production base, a sinister-looking bald man with his hands and feet completely modified was sitting on an energy cannon, slowly wielding a mechanical knife. The human and the knife formed a An indescribable balance.
Even if the knife has not been unsheathed, the surging evil spirit has already hit his face.
At this time, his communicator rang, and Tamir took the saber with a sullen face. He hated it when others interfered with him when he was practicing his sword.
But when he saw the message in the communicator, his eyes suddenly lit up.
“The leader is gathering again!?”
……
And in the Iron Sand Desert, Flame Pass, a young man with a toothpick in his mouth was lying on the roof, pillowing it with his hands He was holding his head, and half of his head was completely mechanized.
And following his thought, a flock of birds in the sky flew over the pass, and then following another thought of his, a flock of birds flew over again, even from his Flying overhead.
And when the 'birds' flew over his head, he could clearly see where these were 'birds'. They were clearly drones, and there were thousands of drones.
So many drones were controlled by this young man. But the young man played with them for a long time and sighed.
“What’s the use of these little things, no matter how good they are,” the pilot complained: “Compared to surveillance, not as good as Skynet system, better than fire detection, not as good as mechanical eyeliner, not to mention fighting. Having said that, let alone blowing up large mechas, I would be thankful if I could blow up medium-sized mechas. Waste!”
As the top military commander of Flame Pass, although he seems to have great power, he is also It's really big, but the 'pilot' is still a bit down and out.
Strength progress cannot keep up with version updates, which is the source of pain.
"I used to drink with those old hunters and laugh at those old guys who always complained and couldn't keep up with technological progress. Then I deserved to be eliminated." The 'pilot' shook his head and sighed: "But now, it's my turn to be eliminated. "
The new generation of hunters, relying on prosthetic implants and hunting-style transformation, has become the powerful character of the previous version.
However, with the development of mecha technology, especially the 'drone armor', the characters of the previous version were decisively eliminated, and they were eliminated quite quickly.
How long does it take to train a top mechanical hunter? One year, two years, three years?
And how long does it take to produce a large mecha? Sorry, it will be an hour, and even more sorry, it will be half an hour in the future.
And for a top hunter, the elimination rate is so high, one in a hundred, one in a thousand, or one in a thousand.
If the mecha is intelligent, it will tell him what to choose. I not only mass-produce it, but also make top-quality products. You, a hand-made toy, also make a youth version. This is so funny.
Of course, you can also say that I have many years of hunting experience, from F level to B level, and even A level dare to touch the tiger's beard.
Then, the artificial intelligence experts in the camp will look at you with a retarded look, and then tell you that there is a thing called a 'combat chip', and its learning ability is a hundred times that of yours.
Then you said, I can also install chips, and I can also mass-produce them.
Then, the mechanical experts will tell you earnestly that mass-produced mechas can be equipped with energy cannons. One shot can kill a B-level radiation beast. Can you, a kid with a small body like yours, be equipped with a water cannon?
Then the pilot was useless.
Fortunately, Du High-Tech has always taken care of the elderly. Those who can work are on the front line, those who can't work are sent to the logistics, and if nothing else works, they provide for the elderly.
So, the pilot went around in circles and came to the "newbie village" in the iron sand desert and started working as a pensioner.
I was exposed to the sun every day and almost died from the high radiation concentration.
While I was thinking wildly, a communication suddenly came over.
"Who asked me to drink again?"
The pilot glanced lazily, not even reading the content, but only looking at the sender, and immediately jumped up.
I sat up in shock while dying of illness!
...
At a ‘Biological Research Institute’ under the jurisdiction of Du High-tech, a group of people walked in.
"Hello, I am Xiaoyu, the representative of Mr. G's research association. I am entrusted by Professor Feng Han to deliver a 'virtual helmet' to you."
"Oh, you OK, please come in.”
A biological researcher quickly led people in.
Xiaoyu looked around curiously and found that many bulletproof glass cabinets contained a lot of squirming red fluid, which seemed to be moving with signs of life.
Xiaoyu even felt the vague sights.
“Reproductive life.”
Xiao Yu said to herself and asked the researcher:
“I remember that this type of experiment was stopped for a while. ”
"That's right, it was restarted recently, and those of us also just switched over recently."
"Why was it stopped before?"
"I don't know, it seems like something went wrong. What kind of experimental accident?"
"Then why did it open?"
"It is said that a batch of precious biotechnology data was sent by your research association, don't you know?" the researcher asked.
"Then I really don't know."
"A lot of biological experts have come to the base camp recently, many of them are world-renowned. The headquarters must find something for people to do," the researcher paused After a pause, "You guys stop here, I'll notify my boss."
Xiaoyu looked around like a curious baby, and soon noticed that a pale young man was holding a book in front of Watching silently, this young man seemed to have a different kind of charm. She couldn't help but walked over and said hello:
"Hello, are you a new researcher too?"
The pale young man looked up and shook his head.
"Then you are?"
"I am the subject of research."
Xiaoyu looked at the 'reproductive life' on the left and right again, forced a smile, and took a step back, "You don't know how? Is it a reproductive life?"
"No, I am a biological hunter, my name is Baigu."
Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you are a hunter, so why are you here. ?”
"There is something wrong with my body and I cannot complete carbon-based fusion, so I came here to be studied."
"Biological hunter, how come you can't carbon-based fusion? Aren't you an old hunter?"< br>
Xiao Yu’s eyes lit up. Old hunters have always been a legend among Du Hi-tech. It was said that they were the strongest hunting organization when the camp first developed. However, as the camp developed, these old hunters gradually withdrew. The stage has disappeared, so there is the legend of 'Old Hunter'.
Ba Gu glanced at the other party calmly, then lowered his head to read the book.
Then, soon, the voice of the communicator rang.
(End of this chapter)