Cyber Heroes

When Donkey left for the first time, Xiangshan took the time to spray paint on his armor.

The color scheme he chose was not pure black, but a matte black gray. This color is inconspicuous in most situations.

Donkey stays in the wild most of the time, so it is currently a camouflage color that is similar to dirt.

However, Xiangshan needs to consider the assassination activities after entering the town - or acting chivalrously - and constantly changing the paint is a bit of a luxury, so this color is just right.

While waiting for the paint to dry, Xiangshan was also carefully checking the electromagnetic wave readings.

About half an hour later, the donkey came back smoothly.

Speaking of which, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to call this vehicle a 'donkey' now? Xiang Shan said: How about calling it a 'donkey cart'?

Isn't it necessary? Yuki said: I don't even know what the word 'donkey' means. I guess most people don't.

Although he didn't know the meaning of the word donkey, he still had some feelings for the name of the product of his labor.

Is it extinct? That's right. Now humans don't need beasts of burden, nor do they need to eat meat. Xiang Shan shook his head regretfully.

Then let's just use this code name.

Wave to the mountain and let the donkey rush out again to test the EMP resistance.

So, a few minutes later, Yuki watched his master suddenly tremble and almost fall. After he stood up, his hands and feet started shaking inexplicably.

Master! The young man was startled and wanted to help him: What's wrong with you?

I forgot that I just finished the operation, I can't bear this EMP. Xiang Shan said calmly: This is really...

His nerves are not completely healed yet, but he can control the prosthetic body in wireless mode.

Even if the EMP caused by the donkey in the distance has weakened a lot, it is still enough to cover the wireless signal.

Xiangshan had to completely hand over control of his limbs to the algorithm, and then directly input character commands to control his body to walk step by step to the wall, and then sit down against it.

After a while, the donkey came back.

Yuki immediately rushed forward, opened the car, and took out the game console.

One screen has been spent. But the others are still usable.

Basically qualified. Xiang Shan waved his hand: If you have time, you can consider adding a paint layer or something to the interior - OK, apprentice, follow me. Let's dismantle a printer, then disassemble a host, and then fix it ...Well, it’s not much.”

Yuki nodded.

Neither step is too difficult. In this era, a computer only needs a host. There is no need for a monitor or anything else. The Cyberman's prosthetic body can serve as an input device and an output device.

The layout of the interior space was also thought out in advance.

Soon, the two completed this step.

Then, it’s time to load up all the supplies. Including a small amount of food, water, existing high-grade parts, raw materials used by various printers, and rare gases.

In addition, Xiangshan also installed a bunch of Tiehua, EMP weapons, landmines, and firearms. Yuki put a little extra thought into setting up a shelf.

The remaining space is enough for the three of us. Xiang Shan nodded. Congestion is okay in this environment. If it really doesn't work, at worst he can just stay on the roof of the car.

Wave your hand to the mountain and let the donkey leave this base again.

Youki was a little strange: Master, why did you let the donkey go out first?

The enemy may come at any time. Xiang Shan shrugged: This thing is very slow and cannot escape in front of the warrior. We can only drive it to an unrelated place and hide it. Let's stay here for a while. Two days.”

Xiangshan wanted to stay here, but it was because he wanted to take advantage of the Z organization's conditions to find a way to treat the girl.

By the way, he also studied the martial arts of the Demon Cult.

Yuki nodded and picked up the little girl: She is so pitiful... Master, are you really sure that you can cure her?

It's difficult to return to normal. But at least we have to do it without affecting our growth. Xiang Shan shook his head.

Xiangshan walked towards the practice room again.

Everything related to the Demonic Cult is here. Inside were the hard drive that the little poisonous insect treasured, a few things that looked like USB flash drives, and other miscellaneous items. .

However, Xiangshan used the objects in front of him as key information to retrieve the digitized memories of Little Poisonous Insect and Griad.

These are all things sent by the Demon Cult.

Xiangshan pulled out the paper first. It was indeed a piece of paper, a special object made of some kind of fiber. In this place where grass is rare, it should be some kind of luxury product.

However, considering that the Demon Cult started out as a biotechnology company, it shouldn't be difficult to come up with some cellulose-containing organisms.

But what was written on the paper was, My brother, Serial Missile: It's like seeing you in person. I'm glad to hear that you have mastered the newly created martial arts. I've prepared some small gifts to celebrate your achievements. I hope you will continue to work hard.

The signature is an inexplicable symbol.

On the attached page on the back of the paper, the gift list was written in another font.

Among them was a token - a magnetic card that seemed to be placed with those USB flash drives. According to the instructions in this letter, if by fate, Griliad finds the foothold of the Demon Cult, then this card can unlock the permissions. There is also a controlled weapon.

Xiangshan crumpled the paper into a ball, and then checked the USB drives one by one. These USB flash drives are technical information mainly composed of pictures and texts, and should have been delivered in several batches. This method of mailing memory cards using carrier pigeons should be to prevent yourself from leaving too many traces on the Internet.

After all, surfing the Internet used to cost money, but now it not only costs money, but may also cost your life.

After Xiangshan detected the underlying codes of these files, he downloaded them into his body.

However, when he downloaded the sixth one, he was stunned for a moment. After reading all the USB flash drives, he turned around and left the practice room and headed to the storage room next door.

Yuki didn't know why, so he followed.

This storage room is Gliad's private area, just across the wall from his server.

There are some heads in this room. There were huge bullet holes in these heads, and they looked like they were defeated by Griad's men.

Xiang Shan's eyes fell on the shield at the very end, leaning against the wall.

This tower shield is nearly two meters long and twenty centimeters thick. It is a huge thing weighing about three tons.

The rumored treasured weapon... Xiangshan lowered his center of gravity and lifted the thing up with one force.

He could lift this thing, but he couldn't operate it as he wished. You know, the weight of Xiangshan's prosthetic body at this moment is only about half a ton. If he moves with this thing, then the center of gravity will be entirely on the shield, and every move will inevitably be driven by the shield.

Normally this wouldn't be a big deal. If he had martial arts specializing in handling heavy objects, he would be able to fight, but in this situation, he couldn't use this weapon at all.

There is no doubt that this is for large prosthetics. This weapon complements the more than ten-ton prosthetic body of Griliad.

However, there is a problem...

According to what the letter said, this thing is called a 'phonon knife'... Xiang Shan shook his head: It doesn't look like a knife at all.

Knife. Yuki put the little girl at the door, then touched the edge of the shield: It doesn't have any edge.

Xiangshan turned the shield over, leaned it against the wall, and found several interfaces on the back of the shield. His left wrist was close to the interface, but a magnetic force came from the edge of the interface. The data interface on the wrist is naturally connected to the interface on the back of the shield.

Xiangshan felt that he was connected to a database. This database has obviously been hacked. Although there was an interface before that asked to check the authorization code, he just had a thought and this step was skipped. Immediately afterwards, Xiangshan found a swordsmanship in this database.

According to the introduction, this swordsmanship is a matching thing with this weapon.

Xiang Shan understood and immediately issued the order. A sword hilt immediately popped out from the back of the shield.

Xiang Shan reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, then pulled it out. Also brought out was a connecting wire, which looked like the decorative tassel of an ancient sword.

But what's even more strange is that there is no sword guard or guard on the hilt of the sword. The direction in which the sword hilt extends is two parallel flat devices. This device is only about seventy centimeters long and five centimeters wide. It is directly connected to the sword hilt, like a large clamp or fork.

Xiangshan flicked the hilt of the sword, and the connecting cable of the long sword was inserted into the interface on his wrist. Looking at the length, this thing can also be inserted into the interface located on the neck or waist and abdomen - but in short, it just needs to be powered by the prosthetic body.

The two parallel devices that look like forks or clamps are magnetic levitation devices.

Xiangshan took a deep breath and then gave instructions to the shield. Then he jumped up and inserted the hilt of his sword into a groove above the shield.

Then, there was a sound of air leakage. According to the instructions, this should be the sound coming from inside the shield. This shield has excellent heat insulation capabilities. In order to ensure internal stability, its manufacturer filled the internal voids with zero-degree high-pressure nitrogen.

A sword blade two meters long and ten centimeters wide was suspended between two magnetic field generators. Despite being suspended, it is very stable. At least with Yuki's prosthetic eyes, he couldn't see any kind of tremor.

Try two air swings towards the mountain. Even with such movement, the magnetic field still firmly fixed the blade, and the relative position of the blade and the hilt did not shift even one millimeter.

Youki was a little surprised: Why is this weapon specially made like this?

Because this blade is somewhat special.

Xiang Shan walked to the table where Griad's head was placed, reached out and knocked it, confirming that it was a commonly used civilian-grade alloy material, and then he gently pressed the sword blade on it.

Yuki heard a heartbreaking sound. At the same time, Xiangshan quickly inserted the sword blade back into the shield.

Immediately afterwards, the table began to collapse toward the middle.

A straight mark split the table into two.