Start with Mechanical Hunter

Recycle bin, abandoned building

In an oversized nutrient tank.

The previous ‘tenant’ of this nutrient tank was the Reaper Queen, and this time the tenant became Pang Xiang.

The Reaper Queen's ferocious body is filled with the elegance of a predator.

But Pang Xiang is simply fat and bloated.

The area occupied by the two organisms is actually about the same.

The senior engineer stood with his arms folded, Aunt Xiang's expression was uncertain, and the only sound in the room was the sound of the testing equipment running.

After a long while, Professor Han raised his head and said calmly: "Large areas of burns all over the body, internal bleeding, severe tears in some muscle groups, moderate radiation -"

"Just tell me the result," Foreman Gao didn't reply.

"The first is ordinary surgical repair, but in this case, the best outcome for the injured person is mild disability. The patient can take care of himself, but it is impossible to fight anymore."

Professor Han glanced at the remains of the Reaper Queen's body.

"The second is to replace the patient's circulatory system with its circulatory system, but the risk of surgery is higher and severe biological rejection will occur."

The senior engineer didn't speak. Aunt Xiang was silent for a moment and then said, "Use the second one."

"Okay, I'll make preparations."

Professor Han went to the ‘data room’ nearby. When the two of them passed each other, Professor Han suddenly spoke.

"I didn't expect to see you here, little sister Xiang."

"I didn't expect that, Researcher Han. Everyone always thought something happened to you. It's great that you are alive."

Professor Han walked through the door. Old Sun outside the door opened his mouth with complicated eyes. However, Professor Han didn't even look at him and walked straight over.

"I will give you an explanation about this matter."

"of course!"

Aunt Xiang only stared at Fat Xiang who was covered in blood, and her tone was cold.

Gao Gong glanced at Pang Xiang for the last time and went out. Huang Yuanli at the stairs saw this and hurriedly came over.

"The person is not dead. I will do the surgery later."

The little woman breathed a big sigh of relief. Seeing that the senior engineer kept walking, she quickly chased after him.

"It's great that Pangpang didn't die, but are the risks of surgery big? Is there anything I can do?"

"While waiting for the operation, you use telepathy to find Pang Xiang's consciousness and help him stay awake. When biological rejection increases, human nature is easily swallowed up by animal nature."

"good!"

The little woman nodded seriously.

"And those old friends of Aunt Xiang, take care of them for me. I don't have the energy to take care of them now."

"No problem, we people from the Cable Tribe are the best at making friends."

The little woman's breasts smacked loudly.

"Also, a snake cannot survive without a head. Let a few old guys from your tribe prepare for the 'Cable Sacrifice' and help you ascend to the position according to the rules of your tribe and become the new chief elder of the tribe."

The little woman was stunned and said: "This is just a few people, is it necessary to be so formal?"

"Besides, I don't particularly want to be a great elder."

"People won't always be like this. Your tribe has great potential and will grow stronger soon." Gao Gong suddenly stopped and looked at each other seriously.

"The Great Elder is boring, do you want to be the City Lord?"

The little woman stopped where she was and was stunned for a while——

"What do you mean by city lord!?"

It's a pity that the senior engineer didn't care. He closed the door of the armored fighting vehicle with the sound of air pump, then picked up the on-board phone and dialed a number.

"This is the factory's internal hotline. Please press 1 for orders, 2 for maintenance, and press for waste disposal..."

The senior engineer directly reported a series of numbers.

"Pick me up to Director Du from workshop No. 315."

"OK."

Huang Yuanli's ears were pressed tightly against the car door, but the sound insulation effect of the chariot was so good that she could only vaguely hear a woman's voice.

After a long while, the car door opened again, and the little woman looked at the other party with a gossipy look.

"Hey, hey, who was that woman just now? Is she your old friend? Why are you calling her?"

"none of your business!"

"Sister, I care about you!"

"You're an older lolita. You haven't even gotten married yet and you still care about me. Why are you worried that everyone who falls in love with you is a lolita?"

"At your age, it would be nice to have a lolicon who cares about you."

The little woman became angry and jumped fiercely, biting the senior engineer's thigh.

The biggest system modification of the original body is a titanium alloy skeleton.

At least 5% of the modification rate of the motion system is because of this.

This is not a very high-end, but very professional mechanical modification.

More importantly, the titanium alloy skeleton is not easy to make. This is the soldier template of the Mechanical Corps and is not sold to the outside world.

The reason why it was possible was of course with the help of internal personnel.

The person who helped was a woman.

The story is also very simple. To sum it up in one sentence - the love story that factory brother and factory girl have to tell.

One day ten years ago, a young boy from a certain factory told a factory girl with an unruly look on his face, "I don't want to be a laborer all my life. I want to go to the desert to fight for wealth. I will either return home in fine clothes or be shrouded in horse leather!"

There is no other option!

Men, you must rely on yourself!

Then he went.

Then, he quickly joined a rich woman named "Black Rose" and began his career as a little wolfdog.

The factory girl who stayed behind relied on her talent in twisting screws to work step by step, from apprentice, to general worker, to junior worker, then to mid-level worker, to senior worker, and was promoted to front-line management, line leader, team leader, and so on. up.

If this were written into a novel, it would be absolutely bursting with positive energy.

Ordinary women are independent and self-reliant and rely on the real industry to realize the value of life.

The man went into the sea.

The woman stood up!

Then one day, Du Moumou, an independent woman, once again ran into the childhood sweetheart she had always missed.

Du Zhaodi, who was already the workshop director at the time, seriously confessed again, "I support you." ’

A certain little wolfdog sneered and obeyed on the spot.

This is how this titanium alloy skeleton came about.

The original owner's single-digit character is not without reason.

None of this is the key.

The point is, if you want to find out the insider, it is quite nonsense to expect them to conduct self-examination and self-correction.

Reporting will 100% result in nothing.

The outcome of the Battle of Hydera proved that the upper echelons of the security corps were all masters of deception.

At this time, it is not enough for him to lift the table on his own. A higher-level department must intervene strongly.

It just so happens that the factory is such an organization.

'Factory organization' is not a factory, nor is it a set of production lines. If there is a definition, it is more like the 'state-owned enterprise system' of the Machinery City camp, or it can be called a 'planetary factory' or an 'AI production line'.

It is mainly responsible for accepting purchases from the Mechanical City’s mastermind.

The factory complex where the Radiation Desert is located is responsible for providing all materials for several mechanical cities, including the 'Sleepless City'.

Equivalent to the 'General Logistics Base'.

As for the security corps, its essence is factory security. Although it is appointed by the "intelligent mastermind of the city that never sleeps", its main job is to protect the factory.

Now that I think about it, the cloud nobles took advantage of the loopholes between the three systems of 'Machine City', 'Mother City Legion', and 'Factory'.

The overlapping area of ​​the three parties, after some operations, became a three-party area.

The opponent can pull the tiger's skin, and the senior engineer can naturally hold the thigh.

We are all scum, who is afraid of whom? Are your character lower than mine?

But before lifting the table, the senior engineer had to lift it.

The situation in front of us is actually a very good opportunity.

During the war, soldiers were assassinated in the streets; outside the oasis, a tide of beasts was watching.

If you make achievements at this time, it is relatively easy to be 'set as a model'.

The more they fool around, the more they emphasize the advanced and leading role. This has always been the case.

The senior engineer approached Little Finger again and used his dark network to investigate the situation of other colleagues.

If you think about it with your feet, you will know that the target of this assassination is definitely not just their team.

With the Knights' always generous style, the entire list might have been swept through.

…

On the other side, next to the bonfire, a dozen 'old men' with missing arms and legs were standing in a circle and bragging.

The 'old men' are not actually old, they are only in their forties at most, but all of them have gray hair, saggy skin, and depressed expressions, but their narrowed eyes occasionally flash a green light like a beast.

Not far away, the mercenaries who were tied up were their work.

These are the older generation of classical hunters. The desert was their battlefield more than ten years ago.

However, time kills heroes, and as biological rejection reaches its limit, they have to withdraw from the stage.

Like Lao Sun, these people live in embarrassment and are no different from scavengers.

So as soon as Aunt Xiang's invitation came out, she joined with almost no hesitation.

Tiepi liked these 'old people' very much. From these people, he felt the aura of gang bosses that he had not seen for a long time.

What's more, without them, he and Pang Xiang might not be able to escape.

These old fried dough sticks are also better at blowing than the other, and their dirty jokes are flying around.

In their words, the lowest level of radiation beasts killed must be C level.

No matter how low the level is, killing someone will make your hands dirty.

One of the blind old youtiao saw the tribal girl coming to pour water and secretly touched her butt.

Girls from the Cable Tribe are not easy to get along with either.

He picked up the kettle and started beating the 'old man' violently.

When other people saw this scene, they all laughed and made all sorts of taunts.

"Old Qian, you really can't change your pervert nature."

"Deserve it!"

"You still miss women in this state. Haven't you had your reproductive system modified?"

Hu Luopingyang was bullied by a lolita, and Lao Qian was pushed to the ground and beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his nose bled.

"Don't fight, don't fight. It's really not intentional. Do you understand conditioned reflex, conditioned reflex? The sequelae of implanted biological weapons!"

After a violent beating, the tribal loli snorted and walked away.

"I think back when I was slaying B-class Titan beasts and resisting the siege of three beast groups by myself, I was not so humiliated. Today's young people have no sense of martial ethics at all."

Lao Qian held his nose and bared his teeth, but he kept up his face and tried to prove that he just didn't hit women.

The jeers around him got louder.

Lao Sun stood not far away, his eyes dazed, his lips pursed, as if he had made up his mind.