Interstellar: Start as a cleaner

In the vast starry sky, it is difficult to accurately intercept a spacecraft because you don't know its speed and route. Maybe you arrive and they are tens of millions or hundreds of millions of kilometers away, how can you chase them?

"Brother, the fat sheep are out, but according to the list, there is a C-level agent from An Zhijie Company on board this spaceship." In the dark starry sky, inside a thousand-meter-long battleship, a person quickly held the deciphered message. Report report.

"What's wrong with An Zhijie? They're just a bunch of underground rats. We have energy armors, organic armors, and fighter planes. If anyone disobeys us, we'll kill them. Someone has reserved this batch of fat sheep, and the price is pretty good." , as long as they are not particularly irritable, they will all stay, and most of An Zhijie’s bullshit residents are genetic evolvers, and the buyer’s price for these people will be higher.” The leader said with a sneer.

"yes!"

"Brother, would you like our people to play the role of Brother Zhanniao and enter the game to start a live broadcast? We suffered a big loss last time and our mechas are worth a lot of money. No wonder some people criticize this broken game. The compensation price can actually buy a mecha."

"Huh? That's a good idea. Anyway, Brother Zhanniao only has those tricks, but who can choose the third generation mecha? We are all elites."

"There must be fat sheep this time. Let's keep a few."

"that's true."

"This bunch of bastards from the Justice Gang are scolding us on the forum. Don't let me know who they are, or I'll kill these bastards."

"It's just people who are raped in reality."

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Yang Bo has a big head now, and the book was given by the fat boss. I won’t talk about the secret method. This is to break through his own limits, such as holding his breath, meditation, and between life and death. Mad, I am sick, and I am all over the body now. Even if you have superpowers, you still want to die. What if you really die?

Ancient martial arts is very obscure, just some basic moves, one or two, one-hand handstand, meditation, and some hand seals, I don't understand, I really don't understand this stuff.

"It seems that my individual talent is not enough. If it weren't for my mysterious ability, I would have to be a pig for the rest of my life." Yang Bo threw the book aside. This thing is just like reading advanced mechanics and advanced algebra. I can't really understand it. don't know.

People are like this. Those who are talented can understand it, but those who are not talented cannot understand it.

"Forget it, let's just take a rest." Yang Bo went out for a walk and looked around. There were restaurants, bars, entertainment centers, and gambling machines and real-person gambling.

When he came to a gambling machine, Yang Bo patted the machine lightly and found that it was purely mechanical. He took a closer look at the instructions.

It turns out that the gambling company avoids suspicion of cheating by using pure machinery without any circuit boards, which means it is purely about luck.

"Earn some money to spend?" Yang Bo just reached out and patted it, and Sound Wave discovered the structure of the machine. When he touched the machine, he discovered that the metal controls could sense the more complex and sophisticated designs inside.

The machine is a machine, but the probability of the machine can also be adjusted. However, Yang Bo did not gamble. This thing is addictive, and anyone who can open such a company is shameless. If you lose, go slowly, and if you win, you will also go slowly. Let's go...ahem.

When he came to the game area, Yang Bo's eyes lit up. There were entertainment facilities similar to the Earth Shooting Game Console. He entered a small separate room, put on a game helmet, held a simulated laser gun in his hand, and then started taking risks.

This game is free and is a stand-alone game. Yang Bo entered the small room, closed the door, followed the prompts, put on his helmet, and picked up the laser gun.

"So this is how a laser gun is used?" Yang Bo now knows how to use a laser gun. Not to mention, he was not exposed to these before, but now he is exposed to the game.

Many toys are made from real ones.

"Exciting." There is no sound when the laser gun fires, but the game is equipped with sound and is an adventure on a planet.

The ground is similar to a treadmill, but it can turn 360 degrees. People walking on it, turning and walking, etc. will be reflected in the game.

Yang Bo was not familiar with it at first, but gradually became familiar with it, and the dynamic vision came into play.

Laser guns also have lead times at different distances, but they are very small and difficult to master.

An hour later, Yang Bo thoughtfully quit the game. A stand-alone game is a stand-alone game, but the settings of the game seem to be real, because some things have been seen in mecha games, but there are no mutants.

Especially hunting some mutated beasts. Some beasts have special abilities. You have to attack the weak points instead of being tough.

"Looks like I need to play more."

Yang Bo's eyes lit up again. There was also a mecha game, and the operation room looked the same as the mecha operation cabin.

"Tsk tsk, these game companies are so overbearing." This reminded Yang Bo of the fact that Ami's toy company on Earth dared to sell nuclear reactor toys, causing a naughty kid to almost destroy the city, and also sold nuclear submarine toys, letting people know The internal layout of the submarine was revealed, and even radium just came out and sold luminous glass.

"Could it be that these game companies are also a layout of the government. If mutant creatures appear one day, at least a group of people will have some skills?" However, Yang Bo's mind was spinning fast now, and he quickly thought of another possibility.

I chose another doomsday game, in which there are all kinds of mutant people and mutant creatures. You need to collect supplies and survive...

"I don't care if these games will actually happen, I have nothing to do anyway." Yang Bo is not familiar with Fatty Boss's other subordinates, and others seem to look down on him. After all, other old employees may have cooperated with each other. , Wu Bing is not here, I don’t know where he is.

Moreover, in any enterprise or company with the lowest strength, old employees will not be too friendly to newcomers. Some old workers even deliberately dismiss new workers, fearing that the boss will no longer want them when they have new workers.

The fat boss watched Yang Bo play games every day, but there was nothing he could do. Let's talk about March Star. Even if Yang Bo didn't have the talent for genetic evolution, the company still had enough ordinary task lists. How could he lose money?

However, the fat boss was still ready to talk to Yang Bo, so the two sat together again. The fat boss asked: "How is it? Is interstellar travel okay?"

"Thank you, boss. It's much better than I expected." Yang Bo picked up a drink and took a sip.

The fat boss asked again: "Do you have any experience reading the book?"

"Boss, I don't understand. I know individual words, but I can't understand them together." Yang Bo shook his head with a depressed expression on his face.

The fat boss chuckled: "That's right. Secret techniques and ancient martial arts need to be taught by people. This is why ancient martial arts are becoming more and more in decline. The requirements for people's individual talents are too high."

"But there is no limit to the growth of ancient martial arts and secret techniques, but there are limits to genetic medicine."

When Yang Bo heard this, he asked in surprise: "Why is this?"

"Because the raw materials of genetic medicines themselves have an upper limit, the genetic changes stimulated by these raw materials also have a limit. Ancient martial arts and secret techniques are activated by their own power. Of course, most people don't need to worry, because everyone has it. There are very few people with high ceilings," the fat boss continued.

Yang Bo nodded, yes, everyone thought they were different at first, but what was the result? Most of them are inactive.

Yang Bo took the opportunity to ask a question he had wanted to know for a long time: "Boss, what are the differences between the levels of genetic evolutionists, and how are they determined?"