Since Sister Ji couldn't come out, the group members finally decided to hold a meeting at Baozi's capsule hotel.

This capsule hotel is also where Baozi, Dajiba and Umbrella stay at night. The three of them share a capsule.

The reason is very simple, to be gay, oh no, to save money.

Baozi did some calculations and found that with the three people's machine tokens and three meals a day, the money from selling the car could last for at most ten days.

It's okay to save a little bit.

And one advantage of capsule hotels is that gangsters will not come to extort money.

Behind every capsule hotel stands a vigilante force.

This type of 'vigilante' is called a 'franchise organization' in the city. It is a force organization recognized by the machine mastermind and used to maintain the smooth operation of 'artificial data'.

This type of 'security keepers' also undertake security work in high-end neighborhoods and are part of the security system of large companies. They have 30-hour surveillance systems, heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, unmanned fighter jets, and war suit squads, and their firepower is compared to

The gangsters in Old Town are at least two levels above.

In some low-end neighborhoods, capsule hotels are also within their business scope, which is a place where all gangs dare not set foot.

After all, the upgraded version of the gangster is the vigilante.

The plus version of the vigilante is a military contractor.

Some migrant workers even take the initiative to move their families to capsule hotels for safety reasons.

"How should I put it? It feels like having an offline face," the big muscle tyrant suddenly said as he curled up in the pale white capsule.

"Offline, this is online," Baozi rolled his eyes.

"I wonder what these brothers look like?" the red flower demon said with some expectation.

The first one to arrive was 'Black Ice No. 2', wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses, with a gloomy expression, especially the bulging waist, which made him look like he was not someone to be trifled with at first glance.

"I love eating steamed buns. I am a big muscle tyrant and a red flower demon."

Black Ice No. 2 shook hands with the three of them one by one, his palms a little cold.

"Brother, are you the one who jumped off the building?" Daji Ba said bluntly.

Black Ice No. 2 twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"You also changed your identity after you died?" The red flower demon asked curiously, "Brother, what is your identity now?"

"A low-level guy from Wu's debt collection group."

"Wu's...debt collection group?"

"That's right, it's the organization that forced me to jump off the building," Black Ice No. 2 said calmly.

"..."

The three of them looked at me and I looked at you, dumbfounded.

Is this okay?!

"This is a bit of black humor, Brother Hei Bing," Baozi finally said with a dry laugh.

"Work hard, take the position soon, and take revenge soon!" The big muscle tyrant hit the opponent on the shoulder and laughed.

Each player has a different personality. Baozi is a bit more philistine, Big Muscle Boss is a bit mindless, and Red Flower Demon is a bit stupid.

As for Black Ice No. 2, he looked like an autistic person. In addition to introducing himself, he found a corner to sit and close his eyes to rest. This made the three of them look at each other a little.

I originally planned to have a chat and exchange information.

This guy is so cool.

Fortunately, the pp boss and the plane also arrived soon. The pp boss is a little girl with a round face. She carries a basic model of network implantation chamber on her head. She actually looks a bit like a "beautiful sheep".

As for the plane, as soon as we met, he couldn't wait to show off his talkative nature.

"Wow, Brother Baozi, where's your store? I'll go visit it another day. By the way, what do you buy in your store?"

"Brother Jiba, your muscles are so strong. Are these the legendary biochemical muscles?"

"Brother Hei Bing, you actually have a gun! You're so awesome, can you let me see it?"

Baozi scanned around and found that among the people present, only the 'pp leader' and 'Black Ice No. 2' had changed jobs. The former was a neuroeditor, and the latter was a thug.

Players are different from NPCs. All players start out as civilians.

When civilians upgrade, the attribute points added are very low.

Only after changing jobs can you take advantage of your career and make targeted transformations.

However, there is also an advantage to being a civilian, that is, after changing jobs, the attribute points added by this whiteboard profession will not disappear, which is equivalent to using a sub-profession for free.

As for whether to change jobs or upgrade, whether to immediately pursue strength or to lay a solid foundation first, it all depends on the player's choice.

The two are not completely opposite. For example, Baozi knows that in order to join the Welfare Gang, in addition to reaching 200 street reputation points, the civilian profession must also reach level 5.

The seven people present were all high-level players, and even the most rookie-looking player was the only player present who had undergone prosthetic transformation.

His right hand has two modifications: 'fingertip bullet' and 'small arm knife'. If Brother Umbrella does not participate, then he will play the role of 'terminator'.

The seven people discussed for a while based on the information given by Sister Ji, and quickly decided on two plans.

"Now that the discussion is almost over, let's follow the plane, Hei Bing and PP. Let's check with Brother Umbrella to see if he is coming."

These three people are actually a little bit dissatisfied with Baozi's admiration for Brother Umbrella, but they are all adults and know what superficiality means.

And Baozi naturally saw this.

Hearing with the ears is false, seeing with the eyes is true.

"Me, me, why don't you take me there?" the red flower demon said dissatisfied.

"You should practice with the big muscle tyrant. After all, you are not familiar with this android body yet."

"It's okay, brother, I'll take you with me," Big Muscle Man put his arms around the Red Flower Demon's shoulders and suddenly asked curiously: "If a genuine android like you does any strenuous exercise, will any parts come out?

"

The red flower demon looked at his crotch, showing a thoughtful expression.

At the same time, the remaining four people left the capsule hotel and walked into an old building with Baozi leading the way.

In the elevator, Black Ice No. 2 suddenly said: "How much street reputation do you have? The attitude of those gangsters on the road towards you is not ordinary."

"I look after the store every day, so I don't have any street reputation." Seeing that the other party didn't believe it, Baozi shook his head and smiled: "Don't treat this world as a game. Here, every NPC is a living person, and this

What the gangster NPCs are best at is to adapt to the changing circumstances and observe what is happening."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "So it's not me who is awesome, it's our boss who is awesome." Baozi concluded.

Black Ice No. 2 opened his mouth, but in other eyes, there was a sound of 'beep beep beep beep'.

"Brother Hei Bing, do you know how to do beatboxing?" Qian Qian was stunned for a moment, and then said excitedly: "I can do it too. Let's chat when we have time. I sing rap. What type are you?"

"This is not a ventriloquism, but Brother Hei Bing mentioned something real-life, so he was coded by the system," said the leader of Meiyagyang, oh no.

"Coding is also included in the game?" Baozi was stunned. This was the first time he heard such a statement.

"Well, including but not limited to conversation, text, voice, and some special methods of transmitting messages, such as secret codes, etc., we have tried them all, but they have not worked."

"What would happen if we told the NPC that we are players?" Qi Qian asked curiously.

"One warning, two cancellations."

The plane took a breath of air-conditioning, "Are the planners orphans? Aren't they worried that the game won't be sold?"

"Are you willing to live in a world that is close to 100% virtual reality?" Black Ice No. 2 said abruptly.

"Okay, here we are!"

I personally took the elevator all the way to the top of the building, but as soon as the elevator door opened, I was greeted by a heat wave and noisy noise.

I saw a large oil drum being set on fire, and there was a circle of people surrounding the fire, including gang members, residents of Hanging Street, and some young people who looked like white-collar workers.

At this moment, these people were shouting loudly, and the veins on their necks were bulging out.

In the center of this circle, three mechanical modifiers were besieging a young man wearing a vest.

This young man's eyes were sharp and unruly, and he looked like a big gun being propped up.

The three mechanical transformers have all modified their arms. Here, they are called mechanical boxers.

A level 10 monster!

Although the firepower system has been removed, just looking at those thigh-thick gorilla arms, you can tell that these three people are quite dangerous.

In fact, this is exactly what happened. Every time the three punched, there would be an explosion sound. The fists were like the hammers of a pile driver. When they hit the ground or the wall, a crater immediately formed.

What's even more frightening is that the three of them work together like one person. Whenever one person's fist power is exhausted, the other person immediately makes up for it. The three of them are like a copper wall with no gaps, and this wall is still slowing down.

Slow contraction.

Faced with this situation, the young man in the vest almost shrunk his body to the limit. At 1.8 meters tall, he even looked like a flexible dwarf.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him alive!"
To be continued...