“Sky Battleship invitation, and a medal? What kind of nonsense is this?”

With Iron Hide leading the way, the convoy finally arrived, and Gao Gong received a message from Bean Sprouts, Director Du’s personal secretary.

Gao Gong had some impression of the six Major Generals of the Public Security Corps, mainly because in the data clips, these six were used to contrast with the Hydra Battle as minor characters, their legions collapsing instantly against the overwhelming Beast Tide, which was quite satisfying from the Knight Order’s perspective.

However, regarding this Vice Admiral, he had no impression at all, as this person behaved like an invisible man throughout the Hydra Battle.

Overall, it was quite strange.

“Sister Du also mentioned to be careful of the Xiao Family people, they will also be there.”

Gao Gong understood, they were always thinking about drawing his blood. That’s why he was in such a hurry to reach the Research Institute, hoping to find some bionic technology to fool the others.

Now it’s unnecessary, the purest Imperial Bloodline, the Supreme Emperor’s True Inheritance, the Black Prince Inheritance, anyone who claims not to be an Empire descendant should check their conscience!

Putting down the invitation, Gao Gong cleared his throat: “Why didn’t Director Du come, still mad?”

Bean Sprouts rolled her eyes, “Sister Du isn’t mad about you fooling around with women outside, she’s mad because you laid an egg for her, and if you can lay an egg, who knows if other functions work.”

“Makes sense!” Gao Gong stood up and started to walk back.

“Where are you going?” Bean Sprouts was shocked.

“I’m going to see if the Research Institute has bionics of the Reproductive System, a real man should speak with his strength.”

Bean Sprouts quickly caught up and pulled him back, “Don’t go, I have something to tell you.”

Gao Gong looked at him, surprised: “What could you have to say, as a secretary, you should keep your distance from your boss’s man, unless, are you planning to put a hat on your boss?”

Bean Sprouts rolled her eyes again and said: “I admit you have some charm, but you’re not my type.”

“Oh? Then what type do you like?”

“I like petite, cute, clingy younger brother-type boyfriends, especially with big watery eyes,” Bean Sprouts said with anticipation.

Isn’t that exactly the type of Rich Lady Love I developed? Young lady, you have good taste. If you perform well, I’ll develop him and give him to you as a year-end bonus.

“Ahem,” seeing Gao Gong looking at her ambiguously, Bean Sprouts blushed slightly and coughed, “There’s a robot who wants to see you, it’s up to you if you want to see him.”

Robot?

At Gao Gong’s indication, Bean Sprouts quickly brought the person in, and before leaving, gave Gao Gong another eye roll.

Ha, the little girl is quite bold. Do you believe I’ll return to my old ways, and use the Rich Lady Love type machine to hook you, then leave you?

Isn’t that a type of Cuckbeast?

Gao Gong drew back his idle thoughts, examining the young man in front of him, whose appearance was average, whose demeanor was average, and whose height was average, but when the person took a step forward, an instinctive sense of danger emerged from deep within, this feeling—

“Are you Miyamoto’s AI assassin apprentice?”

The person nodded and calmly said, “My name is Nijiro, Sasaki Nijiro.”

What a coincidence, I have a name too, Jujiro, Ten Times Jujiro.

Gao Gong cleared his throat, “So Nijiro-san, what brings you to me?”

“Finding you is the result of big data calculations. After my mentor died, I conducted a deep data simulation, and found only a 5.8% chance to surpass my mentor. But with your help, there’s a 67% chance to surpass him and rejoin the Assassination Alliance to fulfill my mentor’s last wish.”

Well, turns out this old guy was with the Assassination Alliance, no wonder he exploded with such force.

In Neon, biker gangs are illegal, but the yakuza operates as legitimate businesses.

And in the Cyber Test Field, terrorist organizations are illegal, but assassin organizations are legitimate businesses. Corporate battles often include hiring assassins to eliminate rival executives.

Street gangs need no mention, often sending an assassin gift to enemy leaders now and then.

These are all legal activities, protected under the highest mechanical directives.

It is precisely the massive market demand that has spawned a large number of assassin organizations, including the strongest three, the Dark Net, the Cyber Cowboys, and the Assassination Alliance, all powerful underground forces capable of overturning world structures.

Even many giant corporations, to avoid having their executives assassinated, can only sign huge hiring contracts, which is tantamount to paying protection fees.

The features of these three assassin organizations vary: Dark Net assassins are 90% bionic, their killing style is to keep producing models of you until they successfully kill you, relentless in nature.

Cyber Cowboys are known as ‘keyboard warrior assassins,’ a group of hackers hidden in the Cyber Network who can blow your head through a virtual screen, hack into the Mechanical City systems for physical elimination, or implant unbearable memories causing you to jump off a building.

The style of this organization is leaving you clueless about how you died.

The last one is very ‘business-like,’ very ‘official,’ with pre-job training, accident insurance, a comprehensive promotion system, celebrity assassins, idol assassins, even assassin executives, assassin group CEOs, their stock went public in the Mother City last year, madly snapped up by financial institutions, with impressive growth.

This is the Assassination Alliance, a large corporation packaged as an assassin organization.

If there are enough assassination targets, they might even give you a discount or a monthly package.

“That old man is actually from the Assassination Alliance,” Gao Gong muttered to himself, “Being an idol is out of the question for him, just look at him, a straight power guy. The tasks he can’t handle must be terribly tricky.”

“So, what’s in it for me to fulfill his last wish?”

Sasaki Nijiro calmly replied, “All the assassination techniques my master mastered, I will pass on to you, and I myself will serve under your command. Moreover, before his death, my master entrusted me with the assassin training software he decoded.”

The previous conditions left Gao Gong uninterested, but as soon as the words ‘assassin training software’ were mentioned, his eyes lit up.

He knew what this represented, it was the ‘profession inheritance’ of a faction version!

“Please sit, take the main seat,” Gao Gong’s expression shifted, and he spoke with a mournful face, “In fact, I’ve always wanted to fulfill your master’s last wish. You probably don’t know, your master and I were kindred spirits, bona fide bosom friends.”

Sasaki Nijiro hesitated, “But according to my memory data—”

“If data were sufficient, what would we need assassins for,” Gao Gong affectionately grabbed Nijiro’s hand, “Once my New Oasis is established, you’ll be the first assassin instructor at my Oasis. As for fulfilling the last wish, let’s take it slowly and thoughtfully.”

“This—”

“To be honest, I felt an immediate bond when I saw you. You’re called Nijiro, right? I have a nickname, Jujiro, we’re like brothers from different mothers…”

Sasaki Nijiro, swayed by Gao Gong’s charm and his personal promise to fulfill Miyamoto’s last wish, was bewildered but agreed.

The attractiveness of a faction to players largely depends on the diversity of professions it offers.

Assassin as a profession clearly caters to certain players’ tastes.

How about creating an Assassin’s Creed, adding some historical depth? That seems promising, so let’s act on it. He immediately picked up paper and pen, and began writing the story background.

An assassin tribe passed down from the Civilization Era, wandering into the Radiation Zone.

The Giant Corporation as the oppressor, targeting the inheritor’s ancient divine artifact.

Descendants of the Empire, the ones to protect the inheritor.

Now, someone wants to eliminate the Empire’s last bloodline. As the protector, it’s time to pick up your weapon.

…

Another day passed, and Professor Han finally completed all the preparatory work.

He led Gao Gong into a ‘high-temperature steam room’.

Gao Gong looked at the densely packed high-temperature nozzles on the walls and turned to say, “Professor, I have a bad feeling about this.”

“Bionic experiments differ from human body transformation surgery. If transformation surgery is a replacement, then bionic experiments are a transformation.”

Professor Han fiddled with the instruments, “The high-temperature mist will melt the surface layer of your skin. The bionic potion will be absorbed into your cells. Don’t worry, with your life force, this little trouble is no big deal.”

Beside him, a biological replicant nodded vigorously and gave Professor Han a thumbs up.

“Sycophant.”

Gao Gong curled his lips, changed into a biochemical bionic suit, which was semi-transparent. It’s said that wearing it can better test the data.

“Alright, let’s do this.”

After stepping into the ‘high-temperature steam room’, Gao Gong nodded at Professor Han.

In the next moment, the densely packed high-temperature nozzles began to sound, and a special high-temperature mist sprayed out.

Instead of feeling the heat, Gao Gong actually felt a cool sensation, and he could clearly sense some special substances integrating into his body.

This reminded Gao Gong inexplicably of synthetic people.

Synthetic people and bionic humans are somewhat alike, but their biggest difference is that the ultimate goal of bionic humans is to achieve 100% human simulation using high-tech materials. Remember, it’s simulation, not restoration. For example, if a human function is at 100%, a bionic human can achieve 1000% or even 10,000% intensity, truly feeling their way across the river by touching the stones.

But synthetic people are different. Synthetic people do not require 100% simulation, and can even do away with some human systems, such as removing the digestive system, endocrine system, pain sense, olfactory sense, or hearing.

Synthetic people are more often used as low-level warriors, consciousness carriers, explorers, or starship pilots of advanced civilizations, and they are quite popular in the cosmic black market.

The human body is a whole, and once a part disappears, a person’s character, memory, and world view will be affected.

And synthetic people have no emotions.

Gao Gong now felt a bit like a synthetic person.

The surface was cool, and inside, a cold tide was drowning him.

In the eyes of outsiders, Gao Gong’s body surface was rapidly melting, just like food in a microwave.

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