"What is... expertise?"

Bai E asked stiffly.

Then the registrar's eyes looked even more impatient.

The thinking of these newly born artificial beings is in chaos, and communication is quite troublesome. It's just that it's rare that they are so chaotic that they still haven't found the answer from the implanted memory.

"Feel."

A slender figure standing aside with his arms folded across his chest suddenly spoke.

[???(???)(ally)——Use "Lucky Blow" to kill and you will get: Definitely (Fresh Meat*1200, 10000 Combat Experience Points); High probability (Trait: The Master of Hundred Battles,

Mastery: Combat Specialization Level 1, not exceeding level 8, Proficiency: Light Weapon Specialization Level 1, not exceeding level 10); Possible (Skill: Moonlight Beauty, Skill: Elf Breathing, Specialty: Self-Suppression, Psychic (

Sharp cutting):50)】

…

What an exaggerated drop.

The writing on his head that was completely different from others made Bai E subconsciously pay more attention to him.

The figure whose whole body was wrapped in pitch-black cloth with no trace of his appearance said softly in a clear voice: "Your body will tell you the direction. For example, will you feel that you have endless strength and want to vent? Or you will feel that your body is quite strong."

Lightness? Or being able to clearly see the movement of some small things in the air with concentration, etc. That is the innate talent of your body. Depending on your hidden expertise, it will determine the different responsibilities you bear in the military formation.

Position. In battle, you will tap into and use this trait to maximize your power for this city."

The tone was soft, and after hesitating for a moment, the figure added: "You don't have to be afraid. It is possible to make mistakes from time to time. Just speak out boldly."

"Feel?"

Bai E murmured softly, trying to feel his body.

Sensing this intention, his consciousness triggered an unknown process, and a light blue translucent light curtain fell in front of his eyes like mercury -

【Name】:95b27

【Race】: Human

[Template]: Genetically modified prototype

[Health]: 75/75 (Basic 60 (Physical Energy -10)*15)

[Physical fitness]: 11 (current)/15 (maximum limit for exercise)

【Insight】:10/15

【Reflection】:10/15

【Mystery】:8/∞

[Gene optimization degree] (current tendency: orcs): 0.1/100

[Skill]: Lucky Blow (cannot be upgraded)

[Lucky hit: ten times the critical hit, full explosion rate, 999 with one sword! Current charge: 100/100 (can be used)]

[Trait]: Passion of thoughts (slightly reduces the risk of being contaminated by high-dimensional demons), battlefield instinct (quickly adapts to the battlefield environment to exert full capabilities)

[Feat]: Quick recovery (unlocked)

[Proficiency]: None

[Psychic Power]: Not mastered

【Knowledge】: None

[Technology]: None

[Mutation risk]: extremely low

【Assets】:None

…

This is...a game-like panel?

Everyone else needs to rely on their senses, but I can see the panel?

panel?

game?

Where exactly is this place?

Bai E felt that his head was a little swollen and his temples were bulging, as if something was about to burst out.

He looked at his hands and found that there were multiple double images overlapping each other, and his vision was blurry.

More discoveries gradually awaken countless memories belonging to the past and begin to wash away the current new world view.

Two completely different lives collided with each other, and fragments of memories intertwined and flashed in the mind like a revolving lantern——

Chiguo's human body stood blankly next to the training cabins, and the unknown light green mucus on his body slowly slid down the curves of his body...

The nozzle in the shower room in the comfortable apartment room sprays scalding hot water and washes down with foam.

The beast's scream before death turned into the leader's excited roar when the copy came out of the iron.

The dark steel machine gun twisted into a silvery white keyboard covered with soot in the flash of afterimages.

The past memory implanted in the artificial man was thin and fragmented. The arrival of modern society finally tore the ignorant new soul into pieces, completely integrating the two memories with life.

"I am... Bai E!"

[You have absorbed all the experience and knowledge of this body. Your new life has covered your journey. Continue to explore, confused recruit, the unknown road ahead is waiting for you in the distance...]

"Dong dong dong~"

Seeing Bai E's eyes gradually clearing up, the registrar knocked on the table impatiently, ending his last moment of patience.

"So, what's the answer?"

Bai E's eyes passed through the light curtain and focused on the registrar who was waiting for an answer.

The light blue light curtain seemed to sense this and dissipated from his field of vision like paper soaked in water.

Register talent feat?

The memories implanted in the androids point to two completely different directions of development - "melee combat" or "shooter".

"I feel……"

He stretched out his hand, as if to catch the elves flying in the light beam not far in front of him, "I seem... to be able to catch the dust in the air."

After clearing his mind for a moment, Bai E decided to lie.

In order to allow artificial people to adapt to the battlefield environment more quickly, the memories stuffed into their heads include those cruel scenes about the battlefield——

Warriors wearing iron armor and holding steel knives charged bravely, blocking the enemy's claw blades with their bodies, becoming the eternal flesh and blood walls of human cities.

Melee androids are obviously just cannon fodder for sacrifice, and a few chosen ones may be able to survive the harsh war and realize their potential.

But Bai E was unwilling to gamble on such a meager probability.

In comparison, long-range shooters are more likely to survive.

Although I don’t know why I came to this place, it is always right to keep yourself as far away from danger as possible first.

He is no longer a player and does not have the privilege to restart at any time.

"Are you leaning toward expertise in shooting?"

The registrar who heard Bai E's answer showed obvious surprise on his face.

He glanced at the badge on Bai E's chest emphatically - 95b27.

"Line 95 seems to be using orc genes. How come there is a shooting talent?"

But these newly born androids whose brains are not very good should not have the concept of lying yet, maybe they are just one in ten thousand special cases?

There is no such precedent before.

After whispering softly, the registrar nodded and pointed in the direction beside him, "Go over there and wait in line."

"Um."

Bai E's eyes finally glanced at the figure wrapped in black cloth.

The other party's answer seemed to be just a temporary interest. After hearing about his expertise, he stopped paying attention to himself and turned to look at the horizon...

"Are you also specializing in shooting?"

The android at the front of the queue looked back and saw the new Bai E behind him, and asked with a somewhat excited tone.

Bai E visually inspected the team in front and nodded, "Hmm..."

There were not many people queuing up, and at the end was an indoor space made of steel.

From time to time there was a blast of air coming from inside...it was the sound of gunshots.

Do shooting skills still need to be tested?
To be continued...