I'm invincible since the end of the world

Soon, a group of people arrived in front of the prototype machine.

"Sir, are you sure you want to buy this prototype?" Tanya asked.

"Yes." Fang Tianhe nodded and asked, "When can the engineer come?"

"I have already notified you, and you will be here in five minutes at most." Upon hearing that the other party wanted to buy, Tanya's face flashed with excitement, and then she said enthusiastically: "How about you choose the mecha weapons first."

The so-called prototype is just a bare machine with nothing.

This of course also includes weapons, there are no cold weapons or hot weapons.

Even the micro-missiles were modified later.

"Roger, you choose!" Fang Tianhe said.

"Okay!" Roger, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, came over instantly.

Tanya used the wrist-mounted computer issued by the company to turn on the projection function, and then projected the mecha weapons one by one in front of everyone.

There are hot weapons, cold weapons, still pictures, and dynamic pictures of weapons being used on mechas.

At Fang Tianhe's suggestion, Roger began to choose cold weapons.

As the number of mechas in the mercenary group increases, they can also carry out some division of labor and cooperation. Shen Han's marksmanship is no worse than Roger's, and her abilities are more suitable for long-range attacks.

So if Roger controls the mecha, he will cooperate with Fang Tianhe in close combat.

In this case, just buy a cold weapon.

Knives, guns, axes, halberds, swords, hammers, all cold weapons were listed, and of course their prices.

Lin Xinghai looked at it and couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue. The prices ranged from 10,000 to 50,000 points.

He also saw the price of the mecha. A prototype requires 200,000 points.

As for those gorgeous mechas that have been equipped with various weapons for a long time, their points range from 300,000 to 800,000.

This made Lin Xinghai's lips twitch. No wonder there were so many first-level mercenary groups that couldn't even afford a single mecha.

In the end, Roger chose a pair of giant axes worth 18,888 points after careful selection.

He is a powerful genetic optimizer. In close combat, this heavy weapon will undoubtedly bring out his strength better.

Moreover, these pair of giant axes are large enough, and it is no problem to use them as shields at critical moments.

Regarding this choice, Fang Tianhe couldn't help but nod secretly.

After selecting the weapons here, Fang Tian and the engineer he asked for also rushed over.

"I wonder what kind of modifications you need to make to the mecha?" The engineer who came was a middle-aged man in his 50s and asked directly.

Compared with service staff, he who relies on technology to make a living will not pay too much attention to service attitude.

Seeing the real master coming, Roger was immediately shocked. Compared to choosing weapons, the modification of the mecha was undoubtedly more important.

This directly determines the performance of a mecha, and of course the price is more expensive.

He was just about to say that he needed to enhance the power system of the mecha.

However, Fang Tianhe spoke first, "Enhance the speed of the mecha and the power device."

"The driver is an agile genetic optimizer?" the engineer asked.

"If there are no accidents, yes."

"Okay! I have three modification plans in hand, which require 30,000 points, 60,000 points and 90,000 points respectively."

"Show me the modification plan with 90,000 points!"

Fang Tianhe and the engineer asked and answered questions, and soon the content of the conversation gradually deepened to the point that Lin Xinghai could not understand.

As for Roger on the side, he was already stunned in place. He felt that the sadness in his heart had turned into a river.

"Don't be sad, at least you have chosen a weapon." Xu Haihai comforted him, but there was always a hint of schadenfreude in his words.

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute." Fang Tianhe said in a bad tone.

Lin Xinghai on the side looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. How could he not know what such a modification meant?

But will he object? This is of course impossible.

This mecha will be his in two weeks at most. Of course, the more it can be modified to suit him, the better.

Looking at the prototype machine in front of him, Lin Xinghai felt a surge in his heart. Soon he would be able to control the mecha and fight against mutated zombies.

Thinking of those terrifying mutated zombies, Lin Xinghai suddenly felt something in his heart. Can his detection technique be used on mechas?

As soon as he thought of it, Lin Xinghai immediately opened the system panel and used the detection technique.

Suddenly, the number of free uses of his detection technique was reduced by one, leaving only 4 times.

At the same time, the system panel also refreshed the information.

Name: Military type I combat mecha (prototype)

Physique: 300~800 points

Strength: 300~800 points

Speed: 300~800 points

Note: The combat effectiveness that the mecha can exert is directly related to the controller. If it is combined with special powers, the upper limit of attributes can be increased.

Looking at the attributes of the mecha, Lin Xinghai couldn't help but feel enlightened.

No wonder it can defeat mutant zombies. Its basic attributes are no worse than mutant zombies, and it doesn't have any shortcomings.

Of course, it cannot be said that there are no shortcomings. The driver may be the shortcoming.

"Lao Luo, how do you drive this mecha?" Lin Xinghai couldn't help but ask.

"You kid, are you planning to start practicing now? Just tell me honestly, how long can I drive this mecha!" Roger glanced at Lin Xinghai and said with resentment.

He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to bring Lin Xinghai into the mercenary group.

"Ahem! Brother Jie!"

"Don't call me Brother Jie."

"Okay! Lao Luo, think about everything more positively. It's not a bad thing for me to use this mecha."

"Ahem! What I mean is that when I can drive the mecha, I can make greater contributions to the mercenary group and earn more points. I guarantee that within two months, the mercenary group will have the fourth mecha, and you can modify it however you want." Lin Xinghai comforted him hurriedly.

"Really?" Roger looked suspicious.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?" Lin Xinghai patted his chest and promised.

As for the fact that he lied to the other party before and said that he had a special physique, he had habitually forgotten it.

Roger felt much better, and then he said to Tanya beside him: "Let's apply for a test drive of the mecha."

"Okay! But the space here is limited, so we can only perform some simple operations." After Tanya reminded him, she used the wrist computer to open the mecha's operating room.

Roger jumped to the door of the three-meter-high cab.

But he did not go in, but grabbed the handrail beside him and waved to Lin Xinghai.

Lin Xinghai did not hesitate and jumped up as well.

This was his first time to observe the cab up close.

The cab was not big, and the most conspicuous thing inside was the driver's seat, which was unusually wide and completely designed according to human mechanics. It must be very comfortable to sit on it.

Of course, Lin Xinghai's attention quickly shifted to the operating interface in front of the seat.

The densely packed buttons made Lin Xinghai's scalp numb.

"This... will take a long time to learn!" Lin Xinghai looked at the operating buttons that were 10 times the size of the keyboard and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Roger followed Lin Xinghai's gaze and couldn't help laughing. "If you want to operate with commands, you probably won't be able to learn it without practicing for three to five years."

"And if you operate with commands, you can't fight mutant zombies."

"To control the mecha to take a step forward, it takes nearly 10 commands from the engine to the transmission structure to the balance system to complete it."

"So we control the mecha using the built-in brain nerve transmitter." Roger said, pointing to a helmet-like thing above the seat.

"But using this thing requires a high level of perception." Speaking of perception, Roger regained a little sense of superiority.