Players Invade Cyberpunk

The Chaotic Blade Association surrounding the tunnel was overwhelmed by the mechanical forces that charged out. Their firepower got directly crushed, faced with the roaring assault.

Because of the sensitivity in Night City, Lin Miao didn't transport many things into the city. The office on the hillside took on the functions of a factory and a small warehouse. Almost all the remaining armaments were stored in the tunnel.

The Chaotic Blade Association obviously noticed this as well, because they chose to besiege without attacking, hoping to take over the construction site on the hill before slowly dealing with the trapped Adcardo people.

After all, they knew that a lot of newly produced industrial robots from that company were stockpiled in the mountains. That's a lot of money.

But they might not have realized that sometimes weaponizing civilian industrial products might only need a little modification.

Especially when there's already prior preparation, the modification process speeds up even more.

Even Sol himself switched to an MT-3, wielding a Sadala to continuously fire at the collapsing Chaotic Blade Association lines. Each burst of electric light made one's scalp tingle, not to mention that there was a doorframe working in collaboration beside every MT-3.

Large metal blocks paired with large door frames, plus a bunch of automatic turret-equipped transport platforms running around, formed a firepower net that left the Chaotic Blade Association in a complete rout.

Bang! Bang!

Two more electromagnetic shells were fired. Sol cracked open the gun barrel to remove the shells and reload. The gun, originally quite large, now seemed somewhat small in the hands of the MT-3.

"This thing performs even better than I imagined, and... it seems to be getting more and more handy."

Feeling the exoskeleton limb that responded noticeably faster than the MT-1, Sol sighed.

"And it barely puts any pressure on my nerves. Mitch, how did they achieve that?"

Adcardo also had their own communication channel, and Mitch was currently in the tunnel equipping the robots with more weapon modules.

"Do you want the truth?"

Panam interrupted on the channel, "Of course, the truth. Are you planning to lie to us? Hmm, Mitch, even trying to trick me?"

"Special artificial intelligence algorithms. It's a very dangerous thing for us."

Removing the auxiliary optical device from his head, Mitch looked complicated.

"Using supportive AI to read your neural signals, simulate your physical movements and then make predictions in advance, if developed further, this exoskeleton might move even before you do. I heard it's using the Sea God from the Voodoo Gang in the past. Now you know how dangerous this thing is, right?"

"Move before I do? How is that possible."

Panam was a bit skeptical.

"You tech people just love bragging, Mitch, don't pull my leg."

"I'm not lying to you."

Mitch felt helpless as well, this level of AI algorithms would be very difficult even for those large corporations to develop.

"Didn't Horizon Corporation collaborate with military technology? It's possible that it's a new algorithm developed by military technology."

Mitch was only half correct.

Indeed, it was a joint development project between Lin Miao and military technology, but the algorithm wasn't developed by military technology.

Instead, it analyzed and replicated the auxiliary program of the power armor derived from that system.

I can only say if you're unwilling to spend, you'd not catch the wolf. Although military technology would get a share, for Lin Miao, who currently lacks sufficient development capabilities, this was the fastest monetization algorithm.

"I don't care about the technical details."

Leading the charge with the Adcardo people in front, Sol continued to chase and slaughter the retreating Chaotic Blade Association.

Watching the doorframe and transport platform that always followed closely beside him, Sol felt a little uneasy.

"As long as these things don't turn their guns on me one day."

"Their algorithms have been filed with the Internet Supervisor, so there should... be no problem."

Mitch's voice wasn't very confident either, after all, the Internet Supervisor isn't omnipotent.

Deploying robots on a large scale for combat, such costs were not something the Wanderer group could afford, let alone check for any program logic glitches that might lead to AI evolution, such mystical issues.

"Who cares about all those messy things."

"As long as they can help me finish off this Chaotic Blade Association now, they're my good brothers."

Lying on the hillside sniping at the Chaotic Blade Association's convoy, Panam didn't think much about it. She patted the transport platform beside her that assisted with loading equipment and standing guard, and a cute digital expression immediately appeared on its small screen.

[(❁´◡`❁)]

The timely feedback of the screen expression brought a touch of unique vitality to the otherwise lifeless machinery. The highly intelligent response system made it resemble a pet, even Panam couldn't find it in her to dislike this thing.

"Oh, it would be great if I could get one."

"I heard they cost more than twenty-five thousand each. They're even more precious than my gun."

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The exhilarating music performance was over.

Although more deadly to Jing Luo Rage than the music performance was, after all, not everyone has the inhuman aesthetics and XP of a Jing Luo Ecstasy, who could rush up and dance with people.

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Watching Rage use nylon rope to tie up the members of the Chaotic Blade Association who had just danced wildly, one by one, tightly bound, Luoluo found it a bit troublesome.

"Why not just kill them all? Tying them up one by one, what if they escape using artificial bodies? Directly killing and moving bodies would be more efficient, wouldn't it?"

His cold and ruthless words frightened the Chaotic Blade Association members, who were nearly exhausted from dancing, causing them to twitch nervously, fearing these three might suddenly unleash their beastly nature and use them for target practice.

After tying up the last person and piling them together, Rage shrugged: "It's unnecessary, killing prisoners is bad luck, you know."