Starting as a Mechanical Hunter

The Biological Information Synthesizer and Genetic Space, the former serving as the ’Synthesis Platform’ for biological exoskeletons, the latter as the ’Refresh Point’ for Tier 1 NPCs—both have abilities that can only be described as bugs.

And this is the purpose of the Cyber Test Field.

In a normal civilization, if you were to throw tens of millions of people into a colossal experiment with life and death unknown, the government would likely collapse before the second day.

Thus, in normal civilized units, the way to climb the technology tree is cautious and vigilant, taking one step forward, viewing two steps back, and perhaps even retracing steps if things go awry.

But in the Test Field, there are no such misgivings.

In fact, even if the Balance Technology experiment fails and tens of millions of citizens from Liangzhou City disappear the next day, Balance Technology wouldn’t face any punishment; it might even get rewarded by the Mother City for validating an incorrect technology route.

This has happened before.

In such an environment, it’s only natural for technology to advance by leaps and bounds.

The more frantic, the greater the progress. As for ethical issues arising along this technology path, sorry, the Test Field has no ethics.

At this moment, the equally unethical Gao Gong is contemplating how to take the blueprints for these two Tier 2 architectures back.

Carrying them back is out of the question; the synthesizer weighs over a hundred tons, and the Genetic Space occupies an area the size of a football field. He’d be dead from exhaustion carrying them from the Liangzhou Plate to Fucheng Island.

The blueprints for Tier 2 architecture, on the other hand, are far more feasible.

It’s precisely this Cyber Test Field that highlighted these two Tier 2 architectures, so their blueprints must be here.

We must find a solution from the experiment itself.

These thoughts flash through Gao Gong’s mind, and on the surface, he remains calm, beginning to select suitable biological exoskeletons for Jin Ba.

As a dual master holding expertise in both ’Prosthetic Technology’ and ’Life Technology’, Gao Gong can essentially gauge at a glance the model of an exoskeleton and whether it matches the same organism.

With mastery of the professional knowledge chain, he has a knack for guessing blueprints of the same type with high accuracy, just like an experienced driver guessing license plate numbers.

Biological Exoskeleton - Arm, Samurai IX model, a high-mobility, high-burst implanted arm.

Biological Exoskeleton - Leg, Fire Claw, with fiery patterns spreading from the ankle to the thighs, capable of striking sparks with a stamp of the foot.

Back Plugin - Thunderbird type energy jet port

Eye Plugin - Falcon No. 3

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On the operating table, Gao Gong skillfully manipulates the surgical arm to implant these exoskeletons.

And on the periphery of the ’dressing room’, a group of experts point and comment. Although they cannot see the transformation process, all parameters of the exoskeleton implantation are reflected onto the holographic screen.

Their expressions shift from disdain to amazement, and from amazement to shock.

After all, many of these biological exoskeletons were crafted by the experts themselves.

”How could the Thunderbird and Falcon models be compatible? The neural system would collapse under the strain!”

”Is Fire Claw being modified to the point of altering the digestive system?” A bald researcher can’t fathom it and anxiously grabs a colleague to ask.

”Old Hu, you invented Fire Claw, right? Why are you asking me?” The colleague simply rolls his eyes.

Unlike mechanical exoskeletons that can be used once attached, the implantation of biological exoskeletons and plugins follows a rule of thumb: it is best to use exoskeletons of the same series, as using different series can likely result in rejection issues.

All the experts scratch their heads, puzzled by the parameters indicating that instead of rising, Jin Ba’s rejection levels are decreasing with each exoskeleton implant.

How is this possible?

Soon, the newly equipped Jin Ba emerges from the ’dressing room’.

The formerly over-two-meter-tall Jin Ba has become a 1.8-meter-tall young woman, still robust but far less intimidating and even cuter.

However, it’s clear her personality hasn’t changed. Seeing the crowd gather around, Jin Ba boldly exclaims:

”What are you all looking at? Haven’t you seen a beauty before?”

”Jin Ba, how do you feel now?” a prosthetic doctor quickly asks.

”How do I feel? I feel great!”

Jin Ba twists her neck, and the next moment, the terrifying blood armor once again covers her body, but unlike last time, as her power rises, the blood armor begins to solidify, forming a scarlet battle armor. A unique biological energy rage emanates from her, spreading in all directions.

The entire prosthetic processing center appears as if a mini-storm has erupted, scattering various machines and objects everywhere.

Yet Jin Ba is indifferent, planting her hands on her hips, laughing wildly.

”Awesome, awesome, awesome!!”

”Jin Ba, what kind of nonsense are you pulling!!!”

With an anger-filled roar, a four-arm giant strides in, and Han Tong’s brow furrows deeply as he takes in what looks like a car crash scene.

”Ah, boss, you’re here.”

Jin Ba scratches her head, finally settling down.

Meanwhile, all of these experts, to a man, have fainted with white eyes, many still convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

Once roused, these science zealots don’t care about the earlier situation at all. Instead, with eyes glowing, they pull Jin Ba for a combat effectiveness assessment.

The energy release efficiency just now definitely exceeded the total sum of all implanted exoskeletons.

”How can this be?”

Han Tong murmurs to himself, well aware of Jin Ba’s abilities, but the state just exhibited has undoubtedly surpassed anything before.

He strides into the ’experiment room’, where Gao Gong is by the operating table, wiping his fingers with a medical towel, faint traces of blood on the ground.

”How did you do it?” Han Tong straightforwardly asks.

Without lifting his head, Gao Gong replies:

”Different biological exoskeletons, aside from restraining each other, can actually promote one another, thereby reducing rejection.”

”Additionally, a normal prosthetic implant surgery is just grafting, while the most advanced surgery involves cellular assimilation, integrating the cells of biological plugins with human cells, which can greatly reduce the waste of transformation rate, and the saved transformation space naturally allows for enhancements in other directions.”

Undergoing prosthetic surgery can be an upgrade.

For example, Jin Ba was level 53 before, but after the transformation, she became level 55.

Gao Gong’s nonchalant words leave Han Tong greatly impressed.

Only two types of people could achieve such feats, either a top-tier biological expert or a top-tier prosthetic master.

But if the other party were truly that impressive, why become a corporate security officer when joining the headquarters wouldn’t be an issue?

However, Han Tong still underestimated the difficulty of this surgery, or rather, underestimated Gao Gong.

Gao Gong actually has another identity, that of a ’Pathfinder of the Fusion Route.’

The complexity of rejection he has experienced far exceeds singular rejection issues.

Having tackled major surgeries, the minor ones naturally pose no problem.

After finishing with his hands, Gao Gong raises his head, curiously asking, ”Is there any new progress on the ’biological disappearance incident’?”

Han Tong exhales, harboring no intention to conceal.

”No progress. Biological signals seem to have vanished into thin air. I’m concerned that if a chain reaction occurs, more people may disappear, and not just limited to one biological zone.”

”Is that so.”

”Also, I’m quite curious. Why would someone of your master-level caliber lower yourself to join our Throne Department? And even take Manager Zhang’s route?”

Han Tong stares at him, returning the question.

”Not everyone wants to join a super corporation,” Gao Gong casually says. ”Once you enter the core of an enterprise, you’re bound to it and can never break free.”

”I’m here just to find a way to revive the organism, not to join Balance Technology.”

Han Tong squints, which aligns closely with the information he acquired from Jin Ba.

So the other party is temporarily joining the department, aiming merely to find a solution for reviving organisms, with no intention to join Balance Technology.

This made Han Tong’s heart race with excitement.

Given the providence falling into his lap, could it be that he might receive treatment like Jin Ba?

However, Gao Gong, as if seeing through his intentions, calmly says, ”No.”

”Eh?!”

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