'The experience is evenly distributed, and the drawings are given to Baozi. He works in a prosthetic shop to see if he can exchange for something. As for this 'deep image' product, I will open it for everyone to bid. Do you have any opinions?'

No one had any objections, it was a fair division, even Sister Ji suffered a bit.

Soon, Sister Ji will make the attributes of the products available public.

Primary social chip: a language processor implanted in the parietal lobe, which strengthens communication skills and increases the character's charm attribute value, charm 10

‘What is this? Sheniu chip? What a good thing!’ Airplane

"I think you are the least needed," the PP leader complained.

"How about giving it to Brother Hei Bing? I think he is a bit autistic. Install one for him to facilitate communication on future missions." The plane sent a funny expression.

'good idea!'

‘Same as above’

‘...Do you want to die?’ Black Ice No. 2

After the joke was over, everyone finally agreed to hand this thing over to Sister Ji. After all, without Sister Ji, there would be no such mission.

And with the Sheniu chip installed, Sister Ji’s probability of accepting tasks is even higher.

If Sister Ji can't come out, shouldn't this task still have to be left to them?

‘It’s okay, I’ll leave the group’ Bring a knife without an umbrella on a rainy night

"No, Brother Yu, Handsome Umbrella Guy, look at how well we all cooperated this time. If there are still tasks in the future, wouldn't it be more convenient to stay in the group," Sister Ji quickly advised.

She finally figured out that among this small group, the most reliable one was the literary scholar.

And since he claims to be a ‘killer agent’, he must have a killer under his command.

Through the character's avatar, she knew that this person had successfully changed his job and became an official killer.

Killer, this profession makes me crazy!

Brother Umbrella didn’t reply, but he didn’t leave the group either.

‘I went to the gang to move bricks, who wants to join me?’ I’m a big muscle tyrant.

‘Take me one’ red flower demon

‘Take me too!’ Plane

‘@pp boss, your memory is missing. My boss may have a way to cure it. Do you want to go and have a look?’ I love eating steamed buns.

‘Okay, anyway, I took half a day off, so I’m free,’ the PP leader replied.

Everyone communicated in the group for a while, and soon, I was the big muscle tyrant and the red flower demon, and we flew to the Welfare Gang to move bricks together.

And I love to eat steamed buns and the PP boss went to the neurotic hut.

Black Ice Two is engaged in very lucrative debt collection missions.

Everyone went back to their homes to look for their mothers.

The PP leader looked around curiously. She had been to Hanging Street before, but only at night.

Hanging Street at night is even more lively than during the day, but Hanging Street during the day has its own unique flavor, with constant renovators, dilapidated buildings, swaying overpasses, begging robot beggars, and vicious gangsters fighting for a few cans of synthetic cans.

, noisy buyers and sellers, speeding cars in the sky, holographic advertisements floating by from time to time, and mechanical eyeliners with red light.

All this forms a harmonious and strange picture.

“The post-apocalyptic style of painting is interesting!”

"Well, what did you say?" Baozi asked.

"nothing."

Baozi was about to say something when he suddenly saw a man standing at the door on a rainy night, carrying a knife but no umbrella.

"Huh? Brother Umbrella, what are you doing here? Prosthetic transformation?"

Brother Umbrella raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and said concisely: "Take the mission."

"Hidden tasks, how enviable!" Baozi said with some jealousy: "I, the internal employees, don't even enjoy the treatment, but you are actually allowed to take the lead. It's unreasonable!"

The PP leader was not familiar with the other party, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the killer man opposite saw her and nodded slightly towards her.

‘This abstinent man doesn’t seem to be so difficult to get along with,’ the PP leader thought to himself.

"Hey, are there new products again?"

Baozi glanced at it and let out a sigh. He knew that his store would have new models every once in a while. A while ago, there were three sophisticated weapons, an electronic out-of-control electric baton, a tracking sniper rifle, and a similar large-scale weapon.

Flashbang neon rocket.

The new model launched this time is actually a network implantable warehouse. Although it is also a whiteboard, the price is 30% cheaper than what is on the market.

"Hey, Butt, do you need this thing? If you want it, I will think of a way for you to see if you can get the internal price, Butt?"

Baozi turned around and saw the PP leader looking at the senior engineer walking over with bright eyes, his face turning red.

"so hot!!"

"My boss is very handsome, but you don't have to be like this--fuck, boss, you are so handsome today!!!"

The senior engineer ignored him. Since he changed his job to a cyber hacker, the charm of his true identity, the rich woman's love prototype, is gradually transferring to reality. As a result, when he went out this morning, his cheap sister looked at him several times.

Eye.

"Don't you have a day off today?"

Baozi said with a shy face: "Aren't you worried that the business in the store is so good that you, boss, can't handle it alone?"

"speak English."

"Boss, I got a good thing. Come here and give it to you."

Then he took out the blueprint given by the mission.

Gao Gong glanced at it.

Personality Modifier (Elementary): Through rough adjustment of the human brain module, the character of the person being modified will change drastically. There is a 30% chance of being stimulated into a vegetative state, a 20% chance of being stimulated into a madman, a 40% chance of modifying the personality, and a 5% chance of modifying the personality.

There is a probability of stimulating hidden personality, and a 5% probability of inducing cyberpsychosis.

"Where did this blueprint come from?"

"Hey, it was a gift from a friend."

Is your friend called System?

The senior engineer took one look and knew that this guy must have gone on a mission this morning, and whether the mission reward was...

The primary personality modifier is a second-level neural blueprint. The market price is about 1,000 to 4,000. Large companies have higher-level personality modification technology, and individuals are unlikely to use it. The only market for this blueprint is really

He is a prosthetic doctor.

"3000 machine tokens, if you want to sell them, I will take them."

"Sell, sell, sell!"

Baozi quickly agreed. To be honest, the price exceeded his expectations. He thought it would be good to sell it for 1,000 machine tokens. He inquired about the market and found no buyer for this thing.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The boss still feels sorry for me.

"Oh, by the way," Baozi quickly pushed the pp boss out, "Boss, this friend of mine has lost his memory. He is the kind of epidemic neurosis mentioned on TV. Can you help check it out?"

The leader of PP was put in front of this handsome guy. He looked at him with his aggressive eyes staring at him, his face turned red, and in his mind were all kinds of classic wall-dong scenes of ancient dolls, modern dolls, Korean dolls, Japanese dolls, etc.

It was played over and over again, and for a while I couldn't even hear what the other party said.

When he came to his senses, he was already half-lying on the operating table.

"It hurts a little, please bear with it."

The PP leader's eyes widened suddenly, and his nosebleed came out.

The senior engineer operated the surgical arm and was about to dismantle the opponent's network implant chamber, when he saw the opponent suddenly cover his nose, jump off the operating table, and run straight to the bathroom.

With a 'bang' sound, the toilet door was slammed shut.

There were only three men left staring at each other.

Baozi laughed dryly: "Well, boss, my friend is feeling a little unwell. Please wait a moment."

He quickly sent a message to the other party.

'Hey, eldest sister, how are you doing?'

'I took too much, I took too much, I need to calm down.'

‘You’ve taken too much, haven’t you taken the anesthetic yet?’

'What do you know? This is a real person eating CP. The feeling of substitution is too deep. I need to slow down. Please wait for me for ten minutes.'

‘…’

Gao Gong touched his chin. Is he so charming?
To be continued...