Chapter 72： Transport ship life

Chapter 72 Life on a Transport Ship

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 billions of kilometers away, how do 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.

"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 stay, and most of An Zhijie’s **** 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 Brother Zhanniao and enter the game to start a live broadcast? Last time we suffered a big loss and our mechas are worth a lot of money. No wonder some people criticize this broken game. With this compensation price, you can actually buy a mecha.”

“Eh? This is a good idea. Anyway, Brother Zhanniao only has those routines, 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."

“The Justice Gang is a bunch of **** who are scolding us on the forum. Don’t let me know who they are, or they will be killed.”

“They are 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?

The ancient martial arts is very obscure. It’s just some basic moves, one or two, one-hand handstand, meditation, and some hand seals. I don’t understand it. 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.

 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 uses pure machinery without any circuit boards to avoid suspicion of cheating. It just depends on 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 the laser gun is used?” Yang Bo now knows how to use the laser gun. Not to mention, he was not exposed to these things before, but now the game actually allows him to use them.

Many toys are made according to reality.

“Energetic.” Laser gun shooting has no sound, but the game is equipped with sound and is a planet adventure.

The ground is a setting similar to a treadmill, but it can be turned 360 degrees. People are walking on it, turning and walking, etc., which 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 when hunting some mutant 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. 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 part of the government’s layout? If mutant creatures appear one day, at least a group of people will have some skills?” However, Yang Bo’s mind was moving quickly now, and he quickly thought of another possibility.

Another doomsday game was chosen, in which various mutants and mutant creatures 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.

And those who have the lowest strength, any enterprise, company, old employees will not be too friendly to new workers. Some old workers even deliberately let go of 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 initially thought that they were different. 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 evolvers, and how are they determined?"

(End of this chapter)