Invisibility was an absolutely rare trait within the genetic evolution sequence. Every powerful invisible Genetic Evolver was a hidden trump card for the major factions.
In this highly advanced technological society, most Genetic Evolvers had to rely on high tech to fight high tech. Except for Top Level Genetic Evolvers, most couldn't single-handedly fight Mechas or Sky Fighters, let alone missiles, High-Frequency Laser Guns, and Orbital Laser Cannons. In the face of technology capable of obliterating planets, Genetic Evolvers without special abilities were nothing but sitting ducks.
Invisibility was undoubtedly one of those special abilities. There was once a massive conglomerate in history that was completely brought down by a single invisible Genetic Evolver. By infiltrating the company's core laboratory, committing sabotage, stealing classified data, and leaking information, that individual single-handedly ruined the entire corporation.
This was why the Captain, who was also an A-level Intelligence Direction Genetic Evolver, had lost his composure so completely.
"Yes, Captain. We've completed the tests. We found that the intact rat corpses we recovered all possessed the Invisibility Ability. As for the probability of inheriting this special genetic evolution, or the success rate of manufacturing the corresponding Genetic Potion, we didn't dare continue the experiments. According to regulations, any further testing requires SS-level supervision from the Alliance," the subordinate said with a nod.
Hearing this, the Captain immediately nodded. "I will report this at once."
Immediately after, the Warship began to move away from its original position. Because A-level invisibility materials required absolute isolation and security, the Warship detached from the airport. From this moment until the Alliance's SS-level supervisors arrived, not a single hair would be allowed to leave the vessel. The Warship activated its wartime systems; any unauthorized Flying Device that dared to approach would be blown to pieces.
Meanwhile, Yang Bo had already started his shift. The exhibition hall that had been a chaotic mess during the day had completely transformed by nightfall, now decorated with various posters and massive lettering.
He first cleared away the large pieces of trash on the floor before pushing the vacuum cart around. After finishing his work, Yang Bo did a careful inspection and realized this was an exhibition hall for showcasing Mechas.
He wondered, "Why is it so small? Mecha companies are usually massive corporations."
Once he finished cleaning up, he retrieved his smartwatch from the duty officer, returned his access card, and headed home.
The sky was still dark, but the streets were brightly lit. At this hour, it was easy to tell which neighborhoods were the high-end communities. The pitch-black areas were definitely high-end residential zones, while the brilliantly illuminated ones were generally the type of slums Yang Bo used to live in.
Upon returning to his community, he picked up his fully charged batteries. No matter the size of the battery, a single charge cost a flat fifty Credit Points. In this world, electricity was incredibly cheap.
Back home, after washing up, Yang Bo felt a lingering itch in his heart. He had a massive sum of money now. It was time to buy a house!
He thought, "I won't log into the game for now. I should familiarize myself with my current abilities first." Yang Bo connected to the internet, but instead of launching the game, he opened the game's forums.
"This is daylight robbery," he muttered. Yang Bo had originally wanted to look up information on the Mutated Beasts and Mutants in the game, which was usually available on gaming forums. However, upon opening the site, he found that every piece of intel cost Game Coins.
"Data on D-level Swamp Poison Crocodile: 50,000 Gold Coins."
"Data on C-level Ice Rat: 100,000 Gold Coins."
"Data on B-level Venomous Anaconda: 1,000,000 Gold Coins."
Yang Bo gasped as he browsed. The prices of the intel varied wildly depending on the creature's level. There was no information on A-level creatures, nor S-level ones. In fact, no one even knew if S-level creatures actually existed in the game, as none had ever been reported.
He thought, "Tch, don't even think about earning a single cent from me. My targets are just small animals." He knew the risk-to-reward ratio perfectly well. Even if an A-level creature granted a lot of points, a small animal still gave at least one point, and the risk was practically zero.
Shortly after, Yang Bo's face turned green. Bird Slayer Brother? Was this damn forum talking about him?
A whole crowd on the forum was fiercely criticizing him, calling him an animal abuser and a loser in real life. An animal protection organization had even placed a bounty of five million Game Coins for information regarding his real identity. Others were complaining that they couldn't add Bird Slayer Brother as a friend. Some even gloated over the fact that his Mecha had been blown up twice, calling it poetic justice and instant karma.
Shrinking his neck back, Yang Bo felt an unprovoked chill run down his spine.
He told himself, "No way, I have to keep this identity a strict secret."
However, he soon relaxed. This Mecha game was exclusively populated by Genetic Evolvers, and almost everyone who played had a real-world Mecha pilot license. Otherwise, it would be impossible to pass the game's initial assessments. The original owner of his body had wanted to play the game in the past but had failed to get in. Of course, the government would never explicitly state that ordinary citizens weren't allowed to play.
Saying so outright would be considered a discriminatory regulation and a violation of the law. It was just like in Mei, where many people looked down on people of color but would never admit it aloud. Instead, they would hypocritically preach about equality to secure their votes, while secretly mocking those very voters as idiots behind their backs.
Therefore, the game company adopted an anonymous registration system to avoid public realization that only a specific subset of people could access the game. By keeping it anonymous, the company could always deflect complaints by claiming they didn't have access to the demographic data due to the anonymity.
"I'm a law-abiding citizen. I don't know any Bird Slayer Brother. I absolutely don't know him," Yang Bo declared as he closed the game forum and pulled up a concert by Li Aiduo.
He thought, "This baby face is quite fetching," as he watched Li Aiduo's virtual projection.
Soon after, Yang Bo looked into the specific details of the event and discovered that many companies were participating this time. There were vendors selling youth-retaining Genetic Potions, as well as clothing, jewelry, and luxury goods. Looking at these luxury items priced as high as an entire house, Yang Bo couldn't help but feel they looked no different from the trash bags he used at work.
The high-tech companies showcased smartwatches, Anti-Gravity Skateboards, Anti-Gravity cars, and even Mechas. There were five Mecha companies present. Two were Mecha manufacturers, while the other three specialized in modifications. The exhibition hall Yang Bo was responsible for cleaning belonged to the Dimensional Mecha Modification Company, which ranked among the top three in the Alliance.
Rumor had it that they were going to announce major news during the event, causing their stock prices to surge.
He thought, "I'll have to take a good look when the time comes." Yang Bo hadn't found any information on what specific Mechas the company planned to exhibit.
Exiting the forum, Yang Bo began to train his abilities. He had bought a large pile of toy ornaments made from various materials.
SNAP, SNAP.
The sound of snapping fingers echoed continuously through the room. One by one, the ornaments cracked and splintered apart. He trained for two hours, then ate his meal and went to sleep.
When he woke up, it was already past four in the afternoon. Standing in the bathroom, Yang Bo practiced his muscle Disguise ability. He touched his newly enlarged pectoral muscles and frowned; it felt weird, and the texture was completely off.
His current Disguise ability only allowed him to alter his muscles; his bone structure could only undergo minor adjustments. This wasn't enough to fool certain smart devices, as they could scan a person's skeletal structure or even detect the unique biological waves emitted by an individual.
It was all highly complex. Since Yang Bo hadn't implanted a neural chip, he couldn't possibly know about all the technology in this world, but he knew the general gist of it.
Yang Bo mainly focused on training the speed of his Disguise. Once his training was complete, he recharged to replenish his depleted Energy.
Arriving at the exhibition hall that evening, Yang Bo discovered a Mecha standing proudly on display. A massive alloy plate had been laid out on the floor to support the eight-meter-tall Mecha.
"What a trashy company, using a third-generation Mecha just to make up the numbers," Yang Bo grumbled as he stared at the familiar machine. Wasn't this the exact same Blade Mecha he used in the game? Exhibiting this was like showing up to a grand international auto show in a walking tractor just to fill a parking spot.