Chapter 486 Prosthetic Activation Procedure

Near a city before World War II, on a flying yacht, there is a soldier drop pod——

"Hey, hey, Boss Baozi, I've arrived at the place you mentioned. Report the coordinates. East District 3. The coordinates are 1141·3134·9242."

"Very good, I airdropped."

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished eating the dough sticks yet."

Before he finished speaking, there was a 'Pfft' sound. On the controller display, the hatch button was opened, and the four 'airdrop compartments' were emptied directly. The next moment, four 'refrigerator'-shaped projection compartments were sprayed out from the belly of the nuclear-powered yacht, passing through It passed through the white clouds, raised the sound barrier, and fell to the ground at a very fast speed.

"Work hard. It's hard to find ancient ruins these days. I spent a lot of money to get the coordinates of this 'Atomic City'."

"Baozi, you idiot!!!"

When the 'airdrop cabin' was about 3km above the ground, the stress program was automatically activated. A large number of pores were dug out on the surface of the airdrop cabin, and steam began to be ejected. At the same time, the parachute opened. Under the combined effect of the two, it began to fly towards the agreed place. .

However, there were only three functional airdrop pods, and there was one left, which was resolutely smashed into the sea at a speed of missile launch and rapid advance.

In the communication channel——

"Uh huh huh?"

"Damn it, the refrigerator is cold?"

"He didn't trigger the landing procedure?"

"What happened to Baozi?"

"It's impossible. This airdrop warehouse of mine is exclusively used by the special forces of a large military group. The probability of failure is 0.0041%. It's impossible for anything to happen."

Baozi asked doubtfully: "Did the hacker not hack thoroughly when he hacked into the program?"

"Damn, I thought it was a genuine product, but I didn't expect you actually bought a pirated version, Baozi!"

"Nonsense, the genuine version is so expensive. You only lost your life, but I lost money!"

"Hey, Baozi, you are a capitalist, I will hang you sooner or later!"

"Hang me, believe it or not, I will turn on the self-destruct button of the 'airdrop compartment' right now."

"Damn it, this thing can actually self-destruct!"

The two sides had no consciousness of employer and employee at all, and began to exchange insults. This elegant conversation did not end until the airdrop cabin landed smoothly and the hatch opened.

With a 'puff' sound, and with the sound of the air pump, the two load-bearing doors were slowly lifted, and two fully armed prosthetic warriors faced each other. Among them, I, the big muscle tyrant, sprayed white unknown liquid on my face.

"So exciting?" the righteous security steward said in shock, resolutely keeping a certain distance.

"It's so exciting! This is the soy milk I just drank." I wiped my face angrily and threw away the half-eaten fried dough sticks.

"The refrigerator is hung up, where is the cook?"

The two of them looked at the last airdrop warehouse together. The big muscle tyrant stretched out his metal finger and knocked on the door.

"Cook, are you dead?"

The door slowly opened, and another heavy-duty prosthetic warrior was revealed. As soon as he appeared, he asked doubtfully: "My exoskeleton seemed to be talking to me just now. Did you hear it?"

The other two looked at each other.

"The combat exoskeleton is still talking. Are you hallucinating? Do you have money to buy a combat program?"

At this moment, Baozi's usual obscene laughter came from above.

"Young men, dig your grave carefully. After the first seven days, I will come to pick you up, boss. Remember, you must find the legendary prosthetic body activation program. If you find it, it will be of great benefit!"

He responded with three middle fingers pointing upward.

After a short rest, the three players - The Righteous Security Butler, I Am Big Muscle Master, and Rock Chef God - rushed towards the Atomic City in the civilized era, and their purpose was to 'dig a grave'.

The relics of any civilization era are of great value, and Baozi heard from somewhere that there is a very special "prosthetic body activation program" in this relic. Any prosthetic body implanted with this program will be more efficient. It will increase by 20% to 30%. As a prosthetic doctor, it is natural that he will be itchy and call his friends directly to start trouble.

"Wait a minute," halfway through, the righteous security steward suddenly stopped the two of them. On the bulletproof helmet, a small green dot began to automatically target. After the target was completed, the tactical prosthetic body of the arm was raised directly. , with a 'pop', a small black dot in the sky fell.

"A drone from the civilized era, a level 18 ordinary monster."

Today's security butler is no longer a whiteboard three-piece set of prosthetic security guards, but a set of first-level advanced prosthetics from the assembly line, all customized, with an automation rate of 70%.

"Drone? Is there a pilot?" I, the big muscle tyrant, asked curiously.

"I'm not sure. Didn't Baozi say that we were not the first ones to come to this tomb? Maybe the tomb robbers before us accidentally touched something."

The Rock Chef God stared at the tattered concrete wall for a while and said coldly: "I smell the smell of war and the smell of gasoline-baked chips."

The other two did not doubt the other's judgment. After all, as a level 24 cybernetic knight, he was from a serious military camp and had a scavenger-type profession. He did not have too many battlefield skills.

But this rock chef god is a bit weird. He is not a serious combatant, but a support cook, the so-called cook in the cooking team.

What's even weirder is that the person he serves is a robot.

Cooking for the robot, he is a professional.

"Let's go, find what the capitalists want as soon as possible, and search the graves to see if there are any good things."

Where the drone wreckage fell, a series of strange electronic sounds rang out.

'Outsiders, outsiders again. '

'Become one of us. '

'No, become one of us. '

'Everything for the great ideal! '

...

On the other side, Gao Gong was sitting in Mas Fengmang's nuclear-powered helicopter, passing through layers of radiation clouds, heading to a mobile base of Mas Fengmang.

"Mr. Gao, the radiation content of the cloud is too high. You can choose a radiation needle or a radiation protective suit."

The robot's palm stretched out, and a green needle and a button were stretched out.

Gao Gong shook his head and looked out the window. Under the heavy clouds, black, red, blue, and white lights kept flashing alternately. In addition to the light, there was also thunder similar to ammunition explosions.

In this radiation cloud at an altitude of 10,000 meters, the radiation level was so strong that it even reached the intensity of the S-level radiation field when passing through some clouds and fog.

During this process, Gao Gong's expression remained calm, with only bright red blood vessels bulging from time to time on his exposed skin. Under the action of these blood vessels, he seemed to have turned into a black hole, and the radiation energy that permeated the cabin was all absorbed into it without leaking out at all.

"Your biological implant is excellent, worthy of being a senior leader of the Du Gao Group."

After the robot complimented, it suddenly changed the subject, "So, do you mind if I become a part of you?"

"Yes?"

"Look at me, as an advanced solid-state robot, I can help you adjust the temperature, save energy efficiently, and reduce noise. In addition, I can also decorate houses, build furniture, mix coffee, play mahjong, and even have 121 special sleeping positions. As long as you allow, I will now connect to your skeletal system and complete the implant."

As the robot spoke, the wires on its surface shook like waves.

"If you need, I can also install various entertainment modules to meet your other needs."

"..."

Gao Gong was silent for a while, and said: "Is your group so competitive now? Even service robots have KPI requirements?"

"It must be some unruly employee who secretly implanted the modification program. I will teach him a lesson."

Accompanied by a helpless female voice, the seat in front of Gao Gong automatically flipped out a screen. The screen lit up, revealing a cat-eyed beauty with dark skin, cat-eyed eyes, a curvy figure, and a suit, which inexplicably had an Egyptian style.

"But I didn't expect that President Du would ask you to come over."

"...Daju?"

The cat-eyed beauty rolled her eyes beautifully, "We are old acquaintances, and you can't even remember my name?"

"It's not that I can't remember it, but I don't know it at all," Gao Gong said modestly.

"..."The cat-eyed beauty was choked and gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, let me formally introduce you, the head of the sales department of Mas Fengmang, Miao Miaomiao."

'This name is not as dignified as Daju. ’

Gao Gong complained in his heart, but smiled on the surface: "So, old friend, are you happy to see each other again?"

"That depends on what you brought. Well, let's talk about politeness when we meet. You get off the plane first."

Gao Gong seemed to sense something. He looked out the window and saw that his vision suddenly became clear. The radiation cloud seemed to be dispersed by an invisible energy, and what appeared in front of him was an orbital spacecraft, commonly known as a sky aircraft carrier. However, the huge energy shield covering nearly 500 meters showed the uniqueness of this aircraft.

As we all know, the radiation layer of the machine crack star is no longer suppressed by some low-risk cosmic environments, and this aircraft carrier can maintain a stable operating posture even in such an environment, which is incredible.

This is a second-level spacecraft, but it is a spacecraft that is testing third-level interstellar navigation technology.

As the aircraft entered the apron, the metal door slowly opened, and Gao Gong finally saw an old acquaintance again.

"Are you happy to see me?" The cat girl stared at someone with emerald pupils and asked with her head tilted.