Chapter 667 Old Hunter

"So that's what happened!"

Previously in Knight Highlands, Senior Engineer encountered several large pits of 'mechanical terracotta warriors and horses'. These terracotta warriors and horses did not seem to be of high level, maybe only around level 20, and were not as good as ordinary mechanical guards. But when they acted together, On the property panel, a boss template was suddenly displayed.

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. .

Therefore, the matter was settled.

However, when the 'Civilization Characteristics-Emperor's Guards' was illuminated, the senior engineer understood that this had nothing to do with 'war', but the legacy left by Daxia.

Civilization Traits-Emperor’s Guards:

The ultimate goal of deepening transformation is not to transform yourself into a pure mechanical life, but to become a super transformation warrior loaded with "wetware". Under the influence of the same type of wetware, the super transformation warrior will master the power of "collective transformation" , they would become the Emperor's most loyal guards and the most powerful expansion machine.

Starting condition: Diwei

Under the 'Emperor's Guards', there are pictures of 'Steel Torrents', nearly three-meter-tall super soldiers tearing apart all living things, huge muscles with bulging veins, and dangerous mechanical hunting weapons. Each alien creature was torn to pieces.

ten to one

Hundreds to one

One person is an army!

The senior engineer directly turned off the holographic screen and fell into thinking.

"Wetware, cloning technology, modified bodies, and reproductive bodies, so that's what it's all about."

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 the human nervous system connected to the system’.

It is similar to a biochip, but more complex than a biochip.

Biochips are equivalent to brain supplements.

And 'wetware' refers to a hybrid that removes the entire 'nervous system' from the human body.

It's like soaking beef 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 Guard'.

‘Prætorian Guards’ is not a technology, but closer to a technical standard.

In order to become a 'Private Guard', the prosthetic body must be of the same type and model, the same goes for the clones, and the parameters of some cloned parts must also be standard.

After this standard production, and then standard assembly, each 'Private Guard Body' was produced.

Then comes the most critical step.

It wants to implant the 'wetware' into a 'guard body', and at the same time connect the perception system to all the '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 'Jiang 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.

Thus, 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 clear, an 'elite corps' that specializes in hunting.

A one-person regiment! !

"We need 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."

…

Following someone's order, the veteran 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 man and the knife formed an indescribable balance. .

Even if the knife has not been unsheathed, the raging evil energy 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 recruiting again!?"

…

In the Iron Sand Desert, Flame Pass, a young man with a toothpick in his mouth was lying on the roof, resting his head on his hands, and half of his head was completely mechanized.

Following his thought, a dense flock of birds flew over the pass in the sky, and then following another thought of his, a dense flock of birds flew over again, even flying over his head.

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 at the fingertips of this young man, but he played with them for a long time and sighed.

"These little things, no matter how good they are, what's the use of them," the pilot complained, "In terms of monitoring, they are not as good as the Skynet system, in terms of fire detection, they are not as good as mechanical eyes, let alone fighting. Let alone blowing up large mechas, I'll be thankful if I can blow up a medium-sized mecha, it's a waste."

As the highest military commander of the Flame Pass, although he seems to have great power, and he does have great power, the 'pilot' is still a bit down and out.

The improvement in strength cannot keep up with the version update, which is the source of the pain.

"I used to drink with those old hunters and laugh at those old guys who complained all the time. They couldn't keep up with the progress of technology, so they deserved to be eliminated."

The 'pilot' shook his head and sighed, "But now, it's my turn to be eliminated, and I finally don't have to stand and talk without back pain."

The new generation of hunters, relying on prosthetic implants and hunting-style transformation, became a powerful character in the previous version.

However, with the development of mecha technology, especially the 'unmanned mecha', the characters of the previous version were decisively eliminated, and the elimination was quite fast.

How long does it take to train a top-level mechanical hunter? One year, two years, three years?

And how long does it take to produce a large mecha? Sorry, one hour, even more sorry, half an hour from now on.

And the elimination rate of a top hunter is so high, one in a hundred, one in a thousand, one in ten thousand.

And if the mecha has intelligence, it will tell him, what are you picking, I not only mass-produce, but also top-grade, you are making a youth version of a hand-kneading thing, it's funny.

Of course, you can also say that I have many years of hunting experience, from F-level to B-level, and even dare to touch the tiger whiskers of A-level.

Then, the artificial intelligence expert in the camp will look at you with a mentally 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 say, I can also install chips, and I can also mass-produce.

Then, the mechanical expert will tell you earnestly that the mass-produced mecha can be equipped with energy cannons, and one shot can kill a B-level radiation beast. With your small body, can you install a squeezing water gun?

Then, the pilot was useless.

Fortunately, Du Gaoke always took care of the elderly. Those who could fight could go to the front line, those who couldn't fight could go to the logistics, and those who couldn't fight could go to the elderly.

So, the pilot went around and came to the "newbie village" of the Iron Sand Desert, and started to take care of the elderly.

He was sunbathing every day and almost died of excessive radiation concentration.

While he was thinking about it, a communication suddenly came.

"Who asked me to drink again?"

The pilot glanced lazily, and before he read the content, he only saw the sender, and he jumped up immediately.

He sat up in shock from the dying!

...

And in a "biological research institute" under Du Gaoke, a group of people walked in.

"Hello, I am Xiaoyu, the representative of Mr. G's research association. I am entrusted by Professor Han to deliver the "virtual helmet" to you."

"Oh, hello, please come in."

A biological researcher hurriedly led people in.

Xiaoyu looked around curiously and found that many bulletproof glass cabinets were filled with a lot of squirming red fluids, which seemed to be moving like signs of life.

Xiaoyu even felt a series of vague sights.

"Coprotic life."

Xiaoyu muttered to himself and asked the researcher:

"I remember that this type of experiment was stopped for a while."

"Yes, it was restarted recently, and we all switched to it recently."

"Why was it stopped before?"

"I don't know, it seems that there was an experimental accident."

"Then why was it started?"

"It is said that a batch of precious biotechnology information was obtained, or it was sent by your research association. Don't you know?" The researcher asked.

"Then I really don't know."

"Recently, a lot of biological experts have come to the base camp, many of whom are world-renowned. The headquarters must find something for them to do," the researcher paused, "You stop here, I'll go inform my boss."

Xiao Yu looked around like a curious baby, and soon noticed that a pale young man was holding a book and reading silently. This young man seemed to have a different charm. She couldn't help but walk over and greeted him:

"Hello, are you also a new researcher?"

The pale young man raised his head and shook his head.

"Then who are you?"

"I am the object of research."

Xiao Yu looked at the 'clonal life' on the left and right again, forced a laugh, and took a step back, "You are not a clone life?"

"No, I am a biological hunter, my name is Bai Gu."

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you are a hunter, then why are you here?"

"There is something wrong with my body, I can't complete carbon-based fusion, so I came here to be studied."

"How can a biological hunter not be able to carbon-based fusion? You are not an old hunter?"

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up. The old hunter has always been a legend in Du Gaoke. It is said that it was the strongest hunting organization when the camp was just developing. However, with the development of the camp, these old hunters gradually withdrew from the stage and disappeared, so there was the legend of 'old hunter'.

Bai Gu looked at each other calmly, and lowered his head to read the book again.

Then, soon, the voice of the communicator sounded.