If we talk about the most complex and sophisticated instruments on this planet, it is undoubtedly humans themselves.
All the artificial things born in the prosperity era are not worth mentioning compared to the magical craftsmanship of nature.
Even after exhausting his short life, the old scholars failed to completely break the entire secrets hidden in this body of the Creator.
This machine is almost universal.
Although his unsolved problems will always be more than already solved, in the face of time, all known problems seem to be solved in the end.
However, this machine is not designed for a single purpose, so it will inevitably have its limits when it comes to specific areas.
Want to break through this boundary
You must give up your identity as a human being.
From the moment the resurrection point woke up, killing the chicken at midnight was decided.
To be stronger
He is no longer a human being!
At least I won’t do this life anymore!
……
Have you thought about it?Once you walk on this path, heavy shackles will accompany you throughout your life, and you will never have the chance to look back...haha.
Giant Stone Military Industrial Building.
Prosthetic body transformation laboratory.
Looking at the man lying on the operating table, Ibers had a twisted smile on his face.
Although he could smile a little more amiable, he didn't really want to do that.
The engineers and doctors next to them have long been accustomed to their boss's bad taste and are no longer surprised.
All construction tools are ready for saws, wrenches, hammers, countless flexible robotic arms and various cutting heads hanging above the operating table.
As long as the customer clicks his head in front of the camera lens and sets up this final life and death situation, they can immediately start construction on this guy.
However, what disappointed Ibers slightly was that the man lying on the operating table did not show any fear or nervous expression because of his words.
The straightforward answer was as if the person lying on the operating table was not himself at all, but something else.
Get it fast!Stop being slow.
Looking at the guy who was urging him instead, Ibers was a little surprised and then said with a smile.
As you wish.
After saying that, he waved.
The doctors and engineers waiting aside didn't talk nonsense and immediately started working.
It was just a matter of killing chickens at midnight on the operating table. When he closed his eyes, he didn't even look at the bloody scene. He went offline and did something else.
Human bones determine the basic framework of human beings and the upper limit of human beings.
Even if a powerful awakened person has a much higher quality in a certain field than ordinary people, he will not become a monster without the scope of human beings.
Therefore, the first thing Jushi Military Industry has to do is replace the entire section of the spine, legs, arms and other parts for it, replace the calcium salt with titanium alloy, and replace the exchange of complex bioelectric signals and chemical signals with pure electrical control units.
Then, the construction workers replaced his original organic skin with 10mm thick special prefabricated steel plates, and filled him with this huge body with complex and reliable motors and power units.
There was a twitching bang in the operating room.
Sometimes it was the sound of sawing bones, sometimes it was the metal hitting, and sometimes it was the arc welding buzzing, the plasma flew everywhere, and there were burnt charcoal slag on the ground.
This place doesn't look like an operating room, but more like a work workshop.
This is indeed the case.
Under the flash of electric sparks, a burly and magnificent metal giant nearly three meters high gradually took shape.
His left arm is fitted with a one-meter-long chainsaw, which can be replaced with the robot on the front end, while his right arm is a 19mm caliber XB-1 Growler Blaster barrel, which is as foldable as the one-meter-long chainsaw, and can also be replaced with the robot on the front end of the forearm.
It can be used as a heavy rifle to fire armor-breaking bullets, or as support equipment to launch air-explosive grenades of the same caliber.
As for the power source of the armor, it is a metal hydrogen battery weighing three kilograms, with a battery life of up to one week.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a walking logger + self-propelled recoilless cannon, and is also hung with front armor with a thickness of up to 30mm.
Its helmet is the hardest part.
After all, it is the place where the whole body has the most flesh and blood, and it is also the center of the entire set of armor information processing, so it naturally needs to be protected.
If possible, I actually plan to install two rocket launchers on my chest when I kill the chicken at midnight.
But unfortunately, this set of armor was not ordered by him, but a newly produced experimental product by Jushi Military Industry.
As a guinea pig, he only has the right to choose whether to wear this free equipment, and he does not have the right to DIY.
The entire set of armor is completely designed by Jushi Military Industry's product research and development department, and the project is named Power Warrior Project.
As the name suggests, it is to directly replace the wearable power armor with unnecessary burden on people, thereby creating self-propelled armor driven by people.
Under such a design, even if the heart is pierced, it can still be alive because there is no such thing as the heart, and it is replaced by a blood pump with a simple structure.
The digestive system is also completely omitted, replaced by a feed port for feeding nutrient solution and a waste port for ejecting metabolites.
With the advancement of the transformation, this weapon system called Power Warrior has completely become a part of the body of midnight chicken killing.
Standing next to the operating table, Ebbs watched with an intoxicating smile on his face, he was satisfied with the gradually taking shape of the masterpiece he had conceived.
This is his imagination after watching the battle video of the Jungle Corps.
In order to pursue stronger power, those green-skinned guys actually transformed themselves into half-metal and half-mechanical iron lumps.
In his opinion, this idea is simply amazing!
Worth vigorously promoting in the society of organisms!
If the residents of Jushi City had such high awareness and pursuit, Jushi Military Industry would have long become the world's number one military-industrial enterprise!
Unfortunately, most people are very repulsive to replacing parts on their bodies with mechanical prosthetics, but those flashy bionic prosthetics are more popular.
Most mercenaries will only carefully install one or two of them when they have to install a prosthetic body.
Fortunately, there is never a shortage of good people with advanced interests and pursuits in the league.
They have completely different ideas from ordinary people, and they have even reached a rebellious level in the eyes of ordinary people, and have a very high acceptance of various strange mechanical bodies. They dare to install any inexplicable parts on them.
With such a group of lovely people supporting him, Jishi Military Industry, who has more professional equipment and rich experience in combat prosthetic design, there is no reason why he can't make a more awesome one!
Ibers was full of confidence in this.
His Power Warrior Plan will innovate in the traditional Power Armor concept and completely combine people and weapons into one!
This will be unprecedented!
Of course, because many bionic parts are too lacking and expensive, his design ideas are even simpler and more crude than the prosthetic bodies of those mutants, and directly replaced some parts that originally needed to install bionic organs.
In terms of power sources, due to the lack of nuclear fuel, even if the alliance has a black box that can make fusion batteries, it can only temporarily replace it with chemical batteries.
However, even if there are so many inconveniences, it still cannot affect the power of this war machine.
This set of equipment is simply tailor-made for the Jungle Corps!
However, unlike Ibers, who looked admiring and intoxicated, the surgeon standing next to the operating table had a numb scalp.
Especially when he saw the intestines and minced meat discarded in the plastic bucket at his feet, he couldn't help but smack his tongue.
...This guy is probably crazy.
Be more confident, changing 80% to 10% is right. After wiping away the blood on the tablet terminal, an engineer wearing a hard hat couldn't help but complain, "Who would change himself to this way if his mind is a little more normal."
No doubt.
If he changed himself like this one day, he would probably have to divorce him until the next day.
No one would want to live with a monster. If you become like this, you basically abandon all the attributes of being a human being.
After all, why should we pursue strength and pursue this?
Is it bad to be a person?
Are those guys living in shelters all freaks?
Don't worry about him, hand me the saw.
Give.
Of course, in addition to the guys who have similar ideas to him, there are also people who look at the iron lump on the operating table with admiration.
Give up being a human being in pursuit of the ultimate power that can fight against the numerous evils in the wasteland, these guys are real warriors!
The engineer operating the tool respectfully installed the 19mm barrel symbolizing his identity and tightened the last screw.
A power warrior with a cost of up to 500,000 was completed like this!
Killing the chicken at midnight still in his sleep and never woke up.
Ibers stared at the perfect steel body and admired it for a while. When his eyes were on his face, he suddenly exclaimed and touched his chin.
This face...
He looks familiar no matter how he looks.
I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?
At this time, midnight killer lying on the operating table shook his head, woke up from his sleep, and then sat up from the operating table.
The doctor next to him was startled and said quickly.
Sir, it is best for you to not exercise vigorously now. Although we have used tissue repair fluid to accelerate wound healing for you, it is better for you to be more at ease.
Hearing this kind reminder, Midnight Killer smiled honestly, raised his huge arm, and touched the back of his head with the unskilled robot hand.
It's okay, I feel like I've recovered almost.
Although the recovery speed of the power player is not as good as the physical system, it is still outstanding compared to several other systems.
He feels like he can't be better now!
I wish I could go to the nearby city immediately and find a few crawlers to practice.
wrong
With his current equipment, it is a waste to find a crawler to practice. If you want to find an evolutionary body like a tyrant or a rotten knight.
Otherwise, how can the combat effectiveness of this equipment be reflected?
Looking at the midnight killing chicken jumping off the operating table, Ibers put away his previous suspicion and said with a satisfied smile on his face.
Your recovery speed is indeed different from that of ordinary people. Generally speaking, even if you fully recover, the phantom pain and discomfort after the operation will last for about three or four days... How do you feel?
He knocked his fist on his chest, and listened to the crisp and dull sound, he grinned at the corner of his mouth at midnight.
I felt full of strength and could even twist my head off!
Ibers coughed and quickly gave him a message.
I advise you not to do this... No matter what, this is equipment worth 500,000 yuan. If I die unexpectedly before going to the battlefield, I will not be able to recycle valuable experimental data.
Midnight Killing Chicken and said with a smile.
Don't worry, I'm not stupid, how could I twist my head to play?
After saying that, he walked out the door.
The doctor beside him saw that he was about to leave now, so he quickly stopped him.
Wait a minute, to prevent possible rejection reactions, I suggest you stay here for a few hours before leaving.
Any allogeneic tissue entering an immune-active host will inevitably undergo rejection reactions of varying degrees of severity.
While this is technically eliminated, they have never implanted so many prosthetics in one go to any client.
Midnight Killing Chicken Waves and says indifferently.
It's okay, it's okay. If there is something unpleasant, I'll come back and take a look. I've received a task here and I have to set off now.
Task??
The doctor was stunned and looked at him in surprise, as if he was looking at a monster.
Killing the chicken in midnight smiled heartily and nodded.
Well, it's a coincidence that I'm just here to work.
When he was offline, he was browsing the official website when he suddenly saw a pop-up window jumping out of the taskbar. He couldn't help but feel itchy and immediately returned to the online.
Coincidentally, when he came up, the NPC next to the operating table just screwed the last screw on his Power Warrior system.
This operation was almost done by stepping on the spot!
But……
The doctor's expression was a little hesitant, and he obviously wanted to persuade him again, but Ibers, who was standing by, stopped him.
Let him go.
Looking at the young man who turned toward the elevator, Ibers continued slowly with an admiring smile on his face.
Such a positive child, you actually have the heart to pour cold water on his enthusiasm... Tsk tsk, it's really inhumane.
The doctor turned around and glanced at his boss in a daze.
It's okay if you don't have humanity...
Who is inhumane?
After a pause, Ibers continued in a pleasant tone.
Besides, I also want to see the actual combat data of this equipment earlier to improve the next version.
He was extremely grateful for his decision.
It's great to be joining the league!
……
Pinecone Wood Farm.
The winter sun is not strong, and it is even a little cold, and it shines on people's faces, just like soaking in cold water.
A muddy expression was imprinted on every face of this settlement.
People looked at each other with horror, as if they were looking at a wild beast, afraid that he would suddenly go crazy in the next second...
In fact, in a sense, in a huge settlement like Pinecone Wood Farm, the serfs living here can be considered free people.
They did not work in shackles, but were tied with the land and were not allowed to leave the land under their feet without authorization.
They are slaves, but not exactly, working hours a day is 15 hours instead of 24 hours.
They have their own property, but they do not fully own it, and only use the power of the part that the master allows him to use.
In ordinary families here, there usually have a wooden house, a few children, a small piece of farmable land or portions, and a few fruit trees.
The grain grown from the land is mainly eaten by oneself, and in addition to cultivating their own land, they also need to cultivate the farmer's fields.
If you want to use mills, machines, fertilizers and other production tools of farmers, or the high-yield seeds occasionally brought by wasteland customers, you need to pay an additional tax.
Since there is no currency here, the types of taxes are usually not fixed. Sometimes there are three chickens and fifteen eggs, and sometimes two cans of jam, which are usually announced at the beginning of the year.
This is for farming.
If you are a hotel, a pulp and furniture manufacturer, or other handicraftsman, the products you need to offer will become other things.
Hammer is the serf here, and the most common kind of serf.
Although this name is a bit strange, it is not surprising at all in Pinecone Farm.
His neighbor also has a young man who called the bench. Unfortunately, half of his face was eaten off by his wife last night, and the person had already left.
The memory of last night was not very clear. He only remembered that he slept very early and did not lie in bed when he woke up, but stood on the street with many people.
He was so scared that he was half-hearted that he thought it was a miracle that the Son had descended, so he knelt on the ground and prayed to the Son...
It was not until the alliance used the radio to inform what happened at night and saw a corpse being carried out of the settlement and buried it that he gradually remembered the vague memory and realized what was happening to himself and others...
That was a nightmare.
He was only glad that fortunately he and his family were still alive. Although he was crazy, he did not eat people and was not killed.
Before dawn, he went to his neighbor's house to take a look and found that the crazy woman had been hung, leaving only a child huddled in a cradle crying there.
Maybe it was the mother's instinct, maybe it was her husband's body that had been chewed for a long time, but she didn't eat the child either.
Hammer really couldn't bear it, so he took the pretty child back to his house and gave him a name that was as sloppy as his father.
From now on, the bench has gone from a 21-2-year-old boy to a half-old child.
He has to say something to the manager later.
I believe that the adult will understand him and count the child as his name.And this way, he will be able to pay less ration this winter.
In order to change his mood, he walked to the hammer outside the house and took a deep breath, but the undissipated smell of blood made him feel uncomfortable.
But now is not the time to be dazed.
According to the rules, he must take the farm tools to the cattle shed before dawn and wait for the supervisor who is in charge to arrange today's work.
Running through several mud roads, he panted and opened the fence and entered the door, finally arrived at the bullpen before he was late.
Many people stood under the tattered wooden shed.
Seeing that everyone was almost there, Hammer felt panic in his heart. Thinking that he would probably have to eat a whip, he walked over with his teeth.
However, at this time he saw in surprise that the supervisor who usually guarded the door was gone.
Strange!
Today, the sun really hit the west side!
After walking into the shed, Hammer soon found that he was happy as if he was too early. The supervisor did not come, but stood with several servants under the butler and discussed something.
The heart that had just been relieved tightened again, and he walked over timidly.
adult……
He was about to explain the matter about the bench family clearly and ask if he could pay less food at the end of next year, but the supervisor rushed to the side impatiently.
Get out, I don’t have time to pay attention to you.
He didn't even bother to look at the hammer. He used his eyes to warn the mud legs to go away, and then continued to whisper with the servants.
Captain Luo Feihui seems to be dead too...
Doesn’t he have a younger brother?
His brother is just a centurion, what's the point of being able to do!
It's hard to deal with, but he seems to have the most ideas.
What about the other officers?What do they think?
It's hard to say Ah...
I could vaguely hear the whispers of those people, and a blank expression appeared on the Hammer's face.
What are they talking about?
What made him most uneasy was not the ruthless words they said, but the fact that they stood here and said unscrupulously.
This settlement seems to be changing...
Unable to integrate into that circle, Hammer could only go where he should go and stand with the farmers standing in groups of three or five.
Perhaps seeing those supervisors talking about the master's family unscrupulously, these guys who are usually submissive have also become bolder.
The master is gone...what should we do.
Ha, if he hadn't planted those fruits and invited those chanting charlatans from the south, how could this happen!
that is!Is it not good to grow kum fruit?
The master also has no choice. Isn’t Kamguo no longer selling it? The factory owners in the north haven’t bought that thing this year.
Why!
Everyone sighed more and more as they spoke, they were worried about each other, but they could do nothing.
They are not entirely worried about the uncertain future, but more because they don’t know who should blame them for a while.
It's Ah.
Who should blame?
Should the factory owners of the Monster Valley Province not take care of their business, or should the farms of the Monster Luoxia Province steal their business?
Or it was a villain who was slandering around the master, or the master himself was a little confused.
Of course, alliances are not good either.
If they hadn't sneaked in and stimulated the genius, those people wouldn't have done such an extreme thing suddenly.
Pinecone Farm is the largest settlement in Jinhe City. Will sacrificing this settlement be of any benefit to the church?
They had long joined the Torch Church and offered everything to the Supreme Son, and those who had no reason to harm them.
After all, this does not make sense in theory.
The shepherd occasionally leads one head out of the sheep pen and kills it, but no lunatic will slaughter all the sheep at once.
This is not good at all!
Seeing everyone shaking their heads and sighing, Hammer couldn't help but say.
What are you all talking about...Don’t the master still have a daughter to survive?
Everyone looked at each other.
A man with wrinkles on his face couldn't help but remind him.
She is only eight years old.
So what?Even if she is only eight years old... she is still shedding the master's blood and is also the heir to this farm. If such a big thing happens, we must take care of us.When he said this, Hammer actually had a little selfishness in his heart.
The master is not easy to cheat, and he is also a stingy heart, but the child should be easy to cheat. He will definitely feel soft when he is snot and tears.
If that lady really wants to be a farmer, the days ahead will not be easier.Anyway, he is just a farmer, so who should he plant it for?
The farmer on the side echoed.
Someone really has to take care of it.
Although he didn't think an eight-year-old child could take care of anything, he agreed with the second half of this guy's words, someone really had to take care of him.
Other farmers also nodded in agreement.
Just then, a loud voice came from the side.
That's right!This is not possible, someone really needs to take care of it!
While talking, the supervisor came over.
When everyone saw that face, they all dispersed in fear, but they didn't expect that the man who was usually fierce and vicious was now smiling.
Hammer is the most surprising.
Because just a few minutes ago, he was stared at by the supervisor.
That evil dog-like look...
But his soul was almost scared.
He didn't care about everyone's fear expressions, the supervisor continued with a smile.
Whether it is a respected lady, a grandmaster, or a capable person under the housekeeper... someone must come out to take charge of the overall situation.
Looking at the people who whispered and even nodded frequently, the smile on the supervisor's face became brighter, although there was a bit of a sarcastic meaning behind the smile.
These guys are simply born animals, just like sheep in a sheep pen.Even if they were led outside, they would not go far.
The weather in this farm has changed. These guys are still thinking about what work they do today and whether they can pay less ration tomorrow.
Sure enough, slaves have been slaves all their lives.
And he is different.
What others see is that the sky has fallen, but what he sees is the hope of becoming the best.
Looking at the smile on the supervisor's face, hammer suddenly shuddered.
What made him shudder was not the coldness that was sandwiched in his smile, and he didn't see anything at that level, but that something happened a few hours ago, and this guy could still laugh.
The supervisor did not look at him at all, but continued in his loud voice.
Now is the time when future farmers need us. Let’s go to the door of the manor to petition. Whoever is willing to come out to take charge of the overall situation will support whoever we support.
Who would like to go with me?
If he could stand on his side when the future master needed it most, he might even become the farm housekeeper with this contribution and he would have reached the top in one step!
But he was very careful and used the word "Future Farmer" cleverly, so that even if he bet the wrong treasure in a while, he could change his words in a timely manner without saying anything.
What if?
It is not entirely impossible if the officers reach an agreement and decide to support the young lady.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't have as much thought as he was, but they were just simply panic.
There is an unwritten rule in this farm that unless the butler ordered them to go to the manor to help, they were not allowed to approach the master's manor.
Moreover, farming is their job.
If you still run around without finishing your work, it’s not something you can get rid of just a few whips, and you might get shot.
Seeing the concerns in those pairs of eyes, the supervisor continued with a smile.
Don't worry, today is an exception!I can guarantee that even if I didn’t do farm work today, no one will punish you!
Hearing this sentence, everyone finally let go of their concerns, and all agreed excitedly, and stood on the side of the supervisor.
At the call of the supervisor, everyone carried the farm tools and moved towards the direction of the manor. Although Hammer didn't want to get involved, he just wanted to do farm work, but when everyone was gone, he had to bite the bullet and follow.
Perhaps it was because of the tragic nightmare last night, there were no people on the spacious streets, and there were no soldiers patrolling and inspecting them.
However, when he arrived at the door of the manor, the supervisor was stunned. He saw that there were already a crowd of people in front of the grand gate, and there were all kinds of people.
Obviously, he is not the only one who has opportunistic ideas, but everyone happened to think of them together.
But unfortunately, the most critical person who stood up and presided over the overall situation was missing.
No one is fighting for the farmer's position at all.
He neither saw the officers who held the power, nor did he see the eight-year-old lady, or the master's confidant housekeeper.
Only a few soldiers from the alliance stood at the door.
Seeing the crowds gathering on the street, the quitting smoking was also boring.
The alliance's guards regiment had already controlled several officers on the farm. After seeing the power of the mental interference device, those guys cooperated very well, but they did not expect that the serfs who were least likely to make a fuss actually started to make a fuss.
The murderer looked at him with guilt and quit smoking.
What exactly do they want to do?
These people just stood up and didn't speak.
Stop smoking and swallowed.
I don't know...
They just received information from the Army Command and heard that the mutant troops were on their way here, but it is unclear which direction they came from.
The managers told them to be more careful and to protect the mental interference device located in the other hall.
At this critical moment, they didn't have time to care about these guys.
This kind of stare is not a solution. I quit smoking and cleared my throat, and shouted loudly in a couplet of people who were not very standard.
Friends from Pinecone Farm, what's wrong with you here?
There was a commotion in the crowd.
After a moment, one of them mustered up the courage to shout.
We want to know...who is the new farmer and where the housekeeper is, someone must arrange today's work.
Soon someone responded, and everyone nodded frequently.
That's right!
Please... please help us call the master.
Harmful!
That's all!
He quit smoking and smiled when he heard this, and answered without thinking.
Don't worry, there will be no farmers here in the future!
You have been liberated and the food you planted is yours. Go home!
After pretending to be a slap, I was waiting for people to cheer, but I didn't expect that the words had just fallen, and the scene, which was originally calm, was instantly in full swing.
Hearing that there were no farmers here, Hammer standing in the crowd was panicked and was about to speak when the supervisor next to him changed his face and shouted in disbelief.
How can that work!
All the artificial things born in the prosperity era are not worth mentioning compared to the magical craftsmanship of nature.
Even after exhausting his short life, the old scholars failed to completely break the entire secrets hidden in this body of the Creator.
This machine is almost universal.
Although his unsolved problems will always be more than already solved, in the face of time, all known problems seem to be solved in the end.
However, this machine is not designed for a single purpose, so it will inevitably have its limits when it comes to specific areas.
Want to break through this boundary
You must give up your identity as a human being.
From the moment the resurrection point woke up, killing the chicken at midnight was decided.
To be stronger
He is no longer a human being!
At least I won’t do this life anymore!
……
Have you thought about it?Once you walk on this path, heavy shackles will accompany you throughout your life, and you will never have the chance to look back...haha.
Giant Stone Military Industrial Building.
Prosthetic body transformation laboratory.
Looking at the man lying on the operating table, Ibers had a twisted smile on his face.
Although he could smile a little more amiable, he didn't really want to do that.
The engineers and doctors next to them have long been accustomed to their boss's bad taste and are no longer surprised.
All construction tools are ready for saws, wrenches, hammers, countless flexible robotic arms and various cutting heads hanging above the operating table.
As long as the customer clicks his head in front of the camera lens and sets up this final life and death situation, they can immediately start construction on this guy.
However, what disappointed Ibers slightly was that the man lying on the operating table did not show any fear or nervous expression because of his words.
The straightforward answer was as if the person lying on the operating table was not himself at all, but something else.
Get it fast!Stop being slow.
Looking at the guy who was urging him instead, Ibers was a little surprised and then said with a smile.
As you wish.
After saying that, he waved.
The doctors and engineers waiting aside didn't talk nonsense and immediately started working.
It was just a matter of killing chickens at midnight on the operating table. When he closed his eyes, he didn't even look at the bloody scene. He went offline and did something else.
Human bones determine the basic framework of human beings and the upper limit of human beings.
Even if a powerful awakened person has a much higher quality in a certain field than ordinary people, he will not become a monster without the scope of human beings.
Therefore, the first thing Jushi Military Industry has to do is replace the entire section of the spine, legs, arms and other parts for it, replace the calcium salt with titanium alloy, and replace the exchange of complex bioelectric signals and chemical signals with pure electrical control units.
Then, the construction workers replaced his original organic skin with 10mm thick special prefabricated steel plates, and filled him with this huge body with complex and reliable motors and power units.
There was a twitching bang in the operating room.
Sometimes it was the sound of sawing bones, sometimes it was the metal hitting, and sometimes it was the arc welding buzzing, the plasma flew everywhere, and there were burnt charcoal slag on the ground.
This place doesn't look like an operating room, but more like a work workshop.
This is indeed the case.
Under the flash of electric sparks, a burly and magnificent metal giant nearly three meters high gradually took shape.
His left arm is fitted with a one-meter-long chainsaw, which can be replaced with the robot on the front end, while his right arm is a 19mm caliber XB-1 Growler Blaster barrel, which is as foldable as the one-meter-long chainsaw, and can also be replaced with the robot on the front end of the forearm.
It can be used as a heavy rifle to fire armor-breaking bullets, or as support equipment to launch air-explosive grenades of the same caliber.
As for the power source of the armor, it is a metal hydrogen battery weighing three kilograms, with a battery life of up to one week.
It is no exaggeration to say that he is a walking logger + self-propelled recoilless cannon, and is also hung with front armor with a thickness of up to 30mm.
Its helmet is the hardest part.
After all, it is the place where the whole body has the most flesh and blood, and it is also the center of the entire set of armor information processing, so it naturally needs to be protected.
If possible, I actually plan to install two rocket launchers on my chest when I kill the chicken at midnight.
But unfortunately, this set of armor was not ordered by him, but a newly produced experimental product by Jushi Military Industry.
As a guinea pig, he only has the right to choose whether to wear this free equipment, and he does not have the right to DIY.
The entire set of armor is completely designed by Jushi Military Industry's product research and development department, and the project is named Power Warrior Project.
As the name suggests, it is to directly replace the wearable power armor with unnecessary burden on people, thereby creating self-propelled armor driven by people.
Under such a design, even if the heart is pierced, it can still be alive because there is no such thing as the heart, and it is replaced by a blood pump with a simple structure.
The digestive system is also completely omitted, replaced by a feed port for feeding nutrient solution and a waste port for ejecting metabolites.
With the advancement of the transformation, this weapon system called Power Warrior has completely become a part of the body of midnight chicken killing.
Standing next to the operating table, Ebbs watched with an intoxicating smile on his face, he was satisfied with the gradually taking shape of the masterpiece he had conceived.
This is his imagination after watching the battle video of the Jungle Corps.
In order to pursue stronger power, those green-skinned guys actually transformed themselves into half-metal and half-mechanical iron lumps.
In his opinion, this idea is simply amazing!
Worth vigorously promoting in the society of organisms!
If the residents of Jushi City had such high awareness and pursuit, Jushi Military Industry would have long become the world's number one military-industrial enterprise!
Unfortunately, most people are very repulsive to replacing parts on their bodies with mechanical prosthetics, but those flashy bionic prosthetics are more popular.
Most mercenaries will only carefully install one or two of them when they have to install a prosthetic body.
Fortunately, there is never a shortage of good people with advanced interests and pursuits in the league.
They have completely different ideas from ordinary people, and they have even reached a rebellious level in the eyes of ordinary people, and have a very high acceptance of various strange mechanical bodies. They dare to install any inexplicable parts on them.
With such a group of lovely people supporting him, Jishi Military Industry, who has more professional equipment and rich experience in combat prosthetic design, there is no reason why he can't make a more awesome one!
Ibers was full of confidence in this.
His Power Warrior Plan will innovate in the traditional Power Armor concept and completely combine people and weapons into one!
This will be unprecedented!
Of course, because many bionic parts are too lacking and expensive, his design ideas are even simpler and more crude than the prosthetic bodies of those mutants, and directly replaced some parts that originally needed to install bionic organs.
In terms of power sources, due to the lack of nuclear fuel, even if the alliance has a black box that can make fusion batteries, it can only temporarily replace it with chemical batteries.
However, even if there are so many inconveniences, it still cannot affect the power of this war machine.
This set of equipment is simply tailor-made for the Jungle Corps!
However, unlike Ibers, who looked admiring and intoxicated, the surgeon standing next to the operating table had a numb scalp.
Especially when he saw the intestines and minced meat discarded in the plastic bucket at his feet, he couldn't help but smack his tongue.
...This guy is probably crazy.
Be more confident, changing 80% to 10% is right. After wiping away the blood on the tablet terminal, an engineer wearing a hard hat couldn't help but complain, "Who would change himself to this way if his mind is a little more normal."
No doubt.
If he changed himself like this one day, he would probably have to divorce him until the next day.
No one would want to live with a monster. If you become like this, you basically abandon all the attributes of being a human being.
After all, why should we pursue strength and pursue this?
Is it bad to be a person?
Are those guys living in shelters all freaks?
Don't worry about him, hand me the saw.
Give.
Of course, in addition to the guys who have similar ideas to him, there are also people who look at the iron lump on the operating table with admiration.
Give up being a human being in pursuit of the ultimate power that can fight against the numerous evils in the wasteland, these guys are real warriors!
The engineer operating the tool respectfully installed the 19mm barrel symbolizing his identity and tightened the last screw.
A power warrior with a cost of up to 500,000 was completed like this!
Killing the chicken at midnight still in his sleep and never woke up.
Ibers stared at the perfect steel body and admired it for a while. When his eyes were on his face, he suddenly exclaimed and touched his chin.
This face...
He looks familiar no matter how he looks.
I always feel like I've seen it somewhere?
At this time, midnight killer lying on the operating table shook his head, woke up from his sleep, and then sat up from the operating table.
The doctor next to him was startled and said quickly.
Sir, it is best for you to not exercise vigorously now. Although we have used tissue repair fluid to accelerate wound healing for you, it is better for you to be more at ease.
Hearing this kind reminder, Midnight Killer smiled honestly, raised his huge arm, and touched the back of his head with the unskilled robot hand.
It's okay, I feel like I've recovered almost.
Although the recovery speed of the power player is not as good as the physical system, it is still outstanding compared to several other systems.
He feels like he can't be better now!
I wish I could go to the nearby city immediately and find a few crawlers to practice.
wrong
With his current equipment, it is a waste to find a crawler to practice. If you want to find an evolutionary body like a tyrant or a rotten knight.
Otherwise, how can the combat effectiveness of this equipment be reflected?
Looking at the midnight killing chicken jumping off the operating table, Ibers put away his previous suspicion and said with a satisfied smile on his face.
Your recovery speed is indeed different from that of ordinary people. Generally speaking, even if you fully recover, the phantom pain and discomfort after the operation will last for about three or four days... How do you feel?
He knocked his fist on his chest, and listened to the crisp and dull sound, he grinned at the corner of his mouth at midnight.
I felt full of strength and could even twist my head off!
Ibers coughed and quickly gave him a message.
I advise you not to do this... No matter what, this is equipment worth 500,000 yuan. If I die unexpectedly before going to the battlefield, I will not be able to recycle valuable experimental data.
Midnight Killing Chicken and said with a smile.
Don't worry, I'm not stupid, how could I twist my head to play?
After saying that, he walked out the door.
The doctor beside him saw that he was about to leave now, so he quickly stopped him.
Wait a minute, to prevent possible rejection reactions, I suggest you stay here for a few hours before leaving.
Any allogeneic tissue entering an immune-active host will inevitably undergo rejection reactions of varying degrees of severity.
While this is technically eliminated, they have never implanted so many prosthetics in one go to any client.
Midnight Killing Chicken Waves and says indifferently.
It's okay, it's okay. If there is something unpleasant, I'll come back and take a look. I've received a task here and I have to set off now.
Task??
The doctor was stunned and looked at him in surprise, as if he was looking at a monster.
Killing the chicken in midnight smiled heartily and nodded.
Well, it's a coincidence that I'm just here to work.
When he was offline, he was browsing the official website when he suddenly saw a pop-up window jumping out of the taskbar. He couldn't help but feel itchy and immediately returned to the online.
Coincidentally, when he came up, the NPC next to the operating table just screwed the last screw on his Power Warrior system.
This operation was almost done by stepping on the spot!
But……
The doctor's expression was a little hesitant, and he obviously wanted to persuade him again, but Ibers, who was standing by, stopped him.
Let him go.
Looking at the young man who turned toward the elevator, Ibers continued slowly with an admiring smile on his face.
Such a positive child, you actually have the heart to pour cold water on his enthusiasm... Tsk tsk, it's really inhumane.
The doctor turned around and glanced at his boss in a daze.
It's okay if you don't have humanity...
Who is inhumane?
After a pause, Ibers continued in a pleasant tone.
Besides, I also want to see the actual combat data of this equipment earlier to improve the next version.
He was extremely grateful for his decision.
It's great to be joining the league!
……
Pinecone Wood Farm.
The winter sun is not strong, and it is even a little cold, and it shines on people's faces, just like soaking in cold water.
A muddy expression was imprinted on every face of this settlement.
People looked at each other with horror, as if they were looking at a wild beast, afraid that he would suddenly go crazy in the next second...
In fact, in a sense, in a huge settlement like Pinecone Wood Farm, the serfs living here can be considered free people.
They did not work in shackles, but were tied with the land and were not allowed to leave the land under their feet without authorization.
They are slaves, but not exactly, working hours a day is 15 hours instead of 24 hours.
They have their own property, but they do not fully own it, and only use the power of the part that the master allows him to use.
In ordinary families here, there usually have a wooden house, a few children, a small piece of farmable land or portions, and a few fruit trees.
The grain grown from the land is mainly eaten by oneself, and in addition to cultivating their own land, they also need to cultivate the farmer's fields.
If you want to use mills, machines, fertilizers and other production tools of farmers, or the high-yield seeds occasionally brought by wasteland customers, you need to pay an additional tax.
Since there is no currency here, the types of taxes are usually not fixed. Sometimes there are three chickens and fifteen eggs, and sometimes two cans of jam, which are usually announced at the beginning of the year.
This is for farming.
If you are a hotel, a pulp and furniture manufacturer, or other handicraftsman, the products you need to offer will become other things.
Hammer is the serf here, and the most common kind of serf.
Although this name is a bit strange, it is not surprising at all in Pinecone Farm.
His neighbor also has a young man who called the bench. Unfortunately, half of his face was eaten off by his wife last night, and the person had already left.
The memory of last night was not very clear. He only remembered that he slept very early and did not lie in bed when he woke up, but stood on the street with many people.
He was so scared that he was half-hearted that he thought it was a miracle that the Son had descended, so he knelt on the ground and prayed to the Son...
It was not until the alliance used the radio to inform what happened at night and saw a corpse being carried out of the settlement and buried it that he gradually remembered the vague memory and realized what was happening to himself and others...
That was a nightmare.
He was only glad that fortunately he and his family were still alive. Although he was crazy, he did not eat people and was not killed.
Before dawn, he went to his neighbor's house to take a look and found that the crazy woman had been hung, leaving only a child huddled in a cradle crying there.
Maybe it was the mother's instinct, maybe it was her husband's body that had been chewed for a long time, but she didn't eat the child either.
Hammer really couldn't bear it, so he took the pretty child back to his house and gave him a name that was as sloppy as his father.
From now on, the bench has gone from a 21-2-year-old boy to a half-old child.
He has to say something to the manager later.
I believe that the adult will understand him and count the child as his name.And this way, he will be able to pay less ration this winter.
In order to change his mood, he walked to the hammer outside the house and took a deep breath, but the undissipated smell of blood made him feel uncomfortable.
But now is not the time to be dazed.
According to the rules, he must take the farm tools to the cattle shed before dawn and wait for the supervisor who is in charge to arrange today's work.
Running through several mud roads, he panted and opened the fence and entered the door, finally arrived at the bullpen before he was late.
Many people stood under the tattered wooden shed.
Seeing that everyone was almost there, Hammer felt panic in his heart. Thinking that he would probably have to eat a whip, he walked over with his teeth.
However, at this time he saw in surprise that the supervisor who usually guarded the door was gone.
Strange!
Today, the sun really hit the west side!
After walking into the shed, Hammer soon found that he was happy as if he was too early. The supervisor did not come, but stood with several servants under the butler and discussed something.
The heart that had just been relieved tightened again, and he walked over timidly.
adult……
He was about to explain the matter about the bench family clearly and ask if he could pay less food at the end of next year, but the supervisor rushed to the side impatiently.
Get out, I don’t have time to pay attention to you.
He didn't even bother to look at the hammer. He used his eyes to warn the mud legs to go away, and then continued to whisper with the servants.
Captain Luo Feihui seems to be dead too...
Doesn’t he have a younger brother?
His brother is just a centurion, what's the point of being able to do!
It's hard to deal with, but he seems to have the most ideas.
What about the other officers?What do they think?
It's hard to say Ah...
I could vaguely hear the whispers of those people, and a blank expression appeared on the Hammer's face.
What are they talking about?
What made him most uneasy was not the ruthless words they said, but the fact that they stood here and said unscrupulously.
This settlement seems to be changing...
Unable to integrate into that circle, Hammer could only go where he should go and stand with the farmers standing in groups of three or five.
Perhaps seeing those supervisors talking about the master's family unscrupulously, these guys who are usually submissive have also become bolder.
The master is gone...what should we do.
Ha, if he hadn't planted those fruits and invited those chanting charlatans from the south, how could this happen!
that is!Is it not good to grow kum fruit?
The master also has no choice. Isn’t Kamguo no longer selling it? The factory owners in the north haven’t bought that thing this year.
Why!
Everyone sighed more and more as they spoke, they were worried about each other, but they could do nothing.
They are not entirely worried about the uncertain future, but more because they don’t know who should blame them for a while.
It's Ah.
Who should blame?
Should the factory owners of the Monster Valley Province not take care of their business, or should the farms of the Monster Luoxia Province steal their business?
Or it was a villain who was slandering around the master, or the master himself was a little confused.
Of course, alliances are not good either.
If they hadn't sneaked in and stimulated the genius, those people wouldn't have done such an extreme thing suddenly.
Pinecone Farm is the largest settlement in Jinhe City. Will sacrificing this settlement be of any benefit to the church?
They had long joined the Torch Church and offered everything to the Supreme Son, and those who had no reason to harm them.
After all, this does not make sense in theory.
The shepherd occasionally leads one head out of the sheep pen and kills it, but no lunatic will slaughter all the sheep at once.
This is not good at all!
Seeing everyone shaking their heads and sighing, Hammer couldn't help but say.
What are you all talking about...Don’t the master still have a daughter to survive?
Everyone looked at each other.
A man with wrinkles on his face couldn't help but remind him.
She is only eight years old.
So what?Even if she is only eight years old... she is still shedding the master's blood and is also the heir to this farm. If such a big thing happens, we must take care of us.When he said this, Hammer actually had a little selfishness in his heart.
The master is not easy to cheat, and he is also a stingy heart, but the child should be easy to cheat. He will definitely feel soft when he is snot and tears.
If that lady really wants to be a farmer, the days ahead will not be easier.Anyway, he is just a farmer, so who should he plant it for?
The farmer on the side echoed.
Someone really has to take care of it.
Although he didn't think an eight-year-old child could take care of anything, he agreed with the second half of this guy's words, someone really had to take care of him.
Other farmers also nodded in agreement.
Just then, a loud voice came from the side.
That's right!This is not possible, someone really needs to take care of it!
While talking, the supervisor came over.
When everyone saw that face, they all dispersed in fear, but they didn't expect that the man who was usually fierce and vicious was now smiling.
Hammer is the most surprising.
Because just a few minutes ago, he was stared at by the supervisor.
That evil dog-like look...
But his soul was almost scared.
He didn't care about everyone's fear expressions, the supervisor continued with a smile.
Whether it is a respected lady, a grandmaster, or a capable person under the housekeeper... someone must come out to take charge of the overall situation.
Looking at the people who whispered and even nodded frequently, the smile on the supervisor's face became brighter, although there was a bit of a sarcastic meaning behind the smile.
These guys are simply born animals, just like sheep in a sheep pen.Even if they were led outside, they would not go far.
The weather in this farm has changed. These guys are still thinking about what work they do today and whether they can pay less ration tomorrow.
Sure enough, slaves have been slaves all their lives.
And he is different.
What others see is that the sky has fallen, but what he sees is the hope of becoming the best.
Looking at the smile on the supervisor's face, hammer suddenly shuddered.
What made him shudder was not the coldness that was sandwiched in his smile, and he didn't see anything at that level, but that something happened a few hours ago, and this guy could still laugh.
The supervisor did not look at him at all, but continued in his loud voice.
Now is the time when future farmers need us. Let’s go to the door of the manor to petition. Whoever is willing to come out to take charge of the overall situation will support whoever we support.
Who would like to go with me?
If he could stand on his side when the future master needed it most, he might even become the farm housekeeper with this contribution and he would have reached the top in one step!
But he was very careful and used the word "Future Farmer" cleverly, so that even if he bet the wrong treasure in a while, he could change his words in a timely manner without saying anything.
What if?
It is not entirely impossible if the officers reach an agreement and decide to support the young lady.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't have as much thought as he was, but they were just simply panic.
There is an unwritten rule in this farm that unless the butler ordered them to go to the manor to help, they were not allowed to approach the master's manor.
Moreover, farming is their job.
If you still run around without finishing your work, it’s not something you can get rid of just a few whips, and you might get shot.
Seeing the concerns in those pairs of eyes, the supervisor continued with a smile.
Don't worry, today is an exception!I can guarantee that even if I didn’t do farm work today, no one will punish you!
Hearing this sentence, everyone finally let go of their concerns, and all agreed excitedly, and stood on the side of the supervisor.
At the call of the supervisor, everyone carried the farm tools and moved towards the direction of the manor. Although Hammer didn't want to get involved, he just wanted to do farm work, but when everyone was gone, he had to bite the bullet and follow.
Perhaps it was because of the tragic nightmare last night, there were no people on the spacious streets, and there were no soldiers patrolling and inspecting them.
However, when he arrived at the door of the manor, the supervisor was stunned. He saw that there were already a crowd of people in front of the grand gate, and there were all kinds of people.
Obviously, he is not the only one who has opportunistic ideas, but everyone happened to think of them together.
But unfortunately, the most critical person who stood up and presided over the overall situation was missing.
No one is fighting for the farmer's position at all.
He neither saw the officers who held the power, nor did he see the eight-year-old lady, or the master's confidant housekeeper.
Only a few soldiers from the alliance stood at the door.
Seeing the crowds gathering on the street, the quitting smoking was also boring.
The alliance's guards regiment had already controlled several officers on the farm. After seeing the power of the mental interference device, those guys cooperated very well, but they did not expect that the serfs who were least likely to make a fuss actually started to make a fuss.
The murderer looked at him with guilt and quit smoking.
What exactly do they want to do?
These people just stood up and didn't speak.
Stop smoking and swallowed.
I don't know...
They just received information from the Army Command and heard that the mutant troops were on their way here, but it is unclear which direction they came from.
The managers told them to be more careful and to protect the mental interference device located in the other hall.
At this critical moment, they didn't have time to care about these guys.
This kind of stare is not a solution. I quit smoking and cleared my throat, and shouted loudly in a couplet of people who were not very standard.
Friends from Pinecone Farm, what's wrong with you here?
There was a commotion in the crowd.
After a moment, one of them mustered up the courage to shout.
We want to know...who is the new farmer and where the housekeeper is, someone must arrange today's work.
Soon someone responded, and everyone nodded frequently.
That's right!
Please... please help us call the master.
Harmful!
That's all!
He quit smoking and smiled when he heard this, and answered without thinking.
Don't worry, there will be no farmers here in the future!
You have been liberated and the food you planted is yours. Go home!
After pretending to be a slap, I was waiting for people to cheer, but I didn't expect that the words had just fallen, and the scene, which was originally calm, was instantly in full swing.
Hearing that there were no farmers here, Hammer standing in the crowd was panicked and was about to speak when the supervisor next to him changed his face and shouted in disbelief.
How can that work!
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