Start with Mechanical Hunter

At night, on a super-large bed that could accommodate ten people, Gao Gong opened his left eye and stared at the pure white ceiling. The ceiling was covered with black roses. Together they looked like a rose that only covered the vital parts and exposed the rest of the white skin. Parts of beauty.

After rejecting the special project arranged by the housekeeper, the senior engineer lay on the bed without any sleep.

When meeting Frasso for the first time, Gao Gong had only one feeling.

The visitor is not good!

Oh, sorry, he is the one who came.

However, he was certain that the opponent's big white leopard was not a genetic ornamental beast at all, but a level 30 genetic hybrid.

The equivalent of the Magic Mountain in dog form.

As for the opponent's strength, he couldn't find out the depth yet.

However, since the alien bloodline is implanted, it must be level 30 or above. As for how many levels it is, it is difficult to say, but with the hunter's instinct, the senior engineer can be sure that it is at least stronger than the leader of the Mikael aliens.

This is more troublesome.

He is very unwilling to cooperate with the other party, even if the other party is sincere.

In the eyes of the senior engineer, he would rather cooperate with a crazy company like 'Mas Edge', at least the former will not be a pig teammate, while a pseudo-military group like the Security Corps, at a critical moment, will definitely play the role of betraying teammates.

And from the current point of view, the conditions proposed by the other party are too good, which is not sincere.

Would a cloud noble and a former colonial governor be so polite to me?

The probability of a ghost is quite high.

As for the virus implantation in the prosthetic eye, the senior engineer discovered it from the beginning. There was no way before, but now it is purely to reassure the other party.

It's just an eyeball, but at most it can be like Xiahou Dun.

He has better ones anyway.

The senior engineer continued to open the system. During the day, Xiao Huang was shot by himself and cried for his father and mother. He was no longer interested in drawing the lottery.

Now that it's late at night, it's a good time to attack Lady Luck at night.

He had been holding back the previous draws to no avail. According to a famous technician's personal statement, a single draw can only relieve the itching, and continuous draw is the way to go.

The senior engineer has accumulated twelve rounds, no, twelve rounds, and he is already very hungry and thirsty.

He rubbed his hands and stuffed his palms into the sheets. He wanted to hold the throat of fate.

[You pulled out the Level 6 neural blueprint [External Neural Connection Device]]

Damn it, isn't this a special blueprint for operating a large mecha?

[You pulled out the fifth-level neural transformation blueprint [Neural Reflex Library]]

The biochip is available!

[You pulled out the military plug-in design]

What is this? It's a plug-in shell that adds critical hits, reduces recoil, reduces reload time, and adds three effects.

Generally speaking, human plug-ins are inserted deeply into the human body, but this military plug-in looks like a magazine for a small assault rifle. It looks very large, and it is estimated that it can only be inserted halfway.

This should be plugged in and taken off, and it should be used by special forces on different battlefields.

It’s just a small artifact.

But the good fortune stopped there.

[You drew 1000 experience points]

[You drew 1 skill point]

[You drew out a bear lollipop*3]

[You pulled out the "Technician's Guide (Male)\