In the following period, Li Cheng put his energy into researching new props and skills.
He discovered that the balancing effect of the Liangyi Blade largely depends on his own strength.
The higher the life intensity in human form, the higher the genetic carrying capacity, which in turn affects the duration and overall strength of the Insect Form.
At the same time, absorbing too many genes uncontrollably can affect his human form, causing scales and chitin armor to grow on his body.
In summary, while he can absorb genes, he must choose them carefully, better none than in excess.
"Man, how boring, Cheng."
In the afternoon, Gray Rain put down her phone and sprawled on the floor of the three-dimensional warehouse, sighing deeply: "Why is it so calm these two weeks, not a single villain pops up for me to kill."
"It’s normal to be calm, it’s not like the initial chaos when the killing field arrived with players kidnapping or assassinating every three or five days."
Li Cheng, who was wearing Information Integration Glasses, was sitting at the workbench manually assembling a mechanical watch and responded without turning his head, "If you’re bored, why not read a book? You bought a bunch of them recently."
Gray Rain turned her head away. As a Liquid Metal Robot, she was actually quite curious about her own body, so she ordered a bunch of books on machine language online.
But with her level of education, it was like reading a heavenly script, which soon turned into C language: From beginning to giving up.
Ruby: From beginning to switching careers.
Php: From expert to stranger.
Python: From employment to termination.
Tired of browsing on the phone, unable to understand books, and unable to go shopping in the real world—her weight of over 800 kilograms made elevators, escalators, and public buses inaccessible.
As for going out to shabby streets for shopping, that she could do, but as a robot, Gray Rain was unable to enjoy the most exciting game halls there—those used brain stem tube technology for high-fidelity arcade games, and Gray Rain had no brain.
After thinking for a moment, Li Cheng had an idea. He opened his laptop, accessed the player forum, and looked up the video platform feature.
Gray Rain leaned in, curious, "What’s this?"
"A video platform created by the Whale Song Organization, called Feiwang, exclusively for Transcendents."
Li Cheng said casually, "It’s filled with footage of script tasks shot by players themselves using GoPro cameras and drones.
Edited by professional teams, reshooting, adding shots, made into single-shot movies or pseudodocumentary form, and uploaded to this site.
Other players can subscribe to the site for ten game coins a month."
Gray Rain exclaimed, "Would players willingly upload footage of their script tasks? Isn’t that exposing their own intelligence?"
"Whale Song Guild pays them."
Li Cheng grinned, "The player community is like a pyramid; some dry up, some drown, lower-tier players both have to pay guild dues and strengthen themselves, they have to find every possible way to make money."
Gray Rain was convinced, but still puzzled, "Are these things interesting to watch?"
Li Cheng shrugged, "Not bad, for one thing, each player encounters different script tasks, watching more can be a lesson. Including the Special Affairs Bureau and other major organizations, sometimes they also hold internal screenings.
On the other hand, Whale Song Guild itself represents the pinnacle of computer science. They use artificial intelligence on a large scale to preliminarily edit the videos submitted by users, then let professional teams manually filter and refine.
The quality of the final footage, at least, is a bit better than those hastily made cash-grabbing movies."
Li Cheng paused, then added, "Additionally, most users uploading these videos are broke newcomers below Lv10.
Their professional skills aren’t up to par, so they often make bizarre moves, watching it is quite entertaining and has a show effect."
Gray Rain moved the mouse to scroll through the program list, finding the names of these films longer and more gimmicky one than another.
[Zombie Apocalypse: I hoarded a whole supermarket, and now the beauties and hunks are depending on me]
[Traveling through the Middle Ages, and my mom turns out to be Saint Joan?]
[Revenge! Gray Wolf is now killing his way out of the Netherworld]
[Me fighting Sukuna? Fine, eat my nuclear bomb face ride] Original content can be found at novel✦fire.net
[Lecturing to Zhu Yuanzhang about the history of Late Ming]
[Breaking Bad reborn in A Song of Ice and Fire: Starting off by getting the Night King addicted to drugs]
"What even is all this!"
Gray Rain’s twitching at the corner of her eyes yet couldn’t help but click into it, browsing the first five minutes of free clips.
It has to be said, these films are indeed entertaining. Although they all use the first-person perspective and lack multiple cameras and shot movement,
the true emotions and spontaneous reactions of the characters in the films are something no actor could ever deliver.
Gray Rain was instantly captivated and hurriedly asked Li Cheng to subscribe to a membership for her, then grabbed a cola and chips, and sat at the computer desk, watching the show with high spirits.
Li Cheng shook his head and was about to continue practicing his Mechanical Master skills when he heard the system notification sound in his ear.
[Task Type: Script Task (One-on-One Death Battle)]
[Task Name: Superpower Uncontrolled]
[Task Objective: Hold a baby’s diaper and wait for teleportation in 30 minutes]
[Task Reward: To be announced when the next task instruction is received]
[Failure Penalty: The next task turns into a punishment task]
Li Cheng raised an eyebrow. The one-on-one death battles are some of the most brutal kinds of tasks in the killing fields, where both sides use whatever means necessary to kill each other.
But the name Superpower Uncontrolled is easy to understand, what’s the deal with holding a baby’s diaper before teleporting?
Implying that both players have to beat each other senselessly?
With little information, overthinking is pointless, Li Cheng immediately started packing.
While Gray Rain was reluctantly closing her laptop after watching Breaking Bad sweeping through A Song of Ice and Fire, she turned on her phone and frantically started downloading movies.
When the time came, upon reopening his eyes, Li Cheng found himself standing in a motel room.
The room was of medium size, the wallpaper old and yellowing, an English news program was playing on the big-head TV. Through the poor-quality window, one could see the tranquil parking lot at night and the red light emitted by the motel’s sign.
This was a second-floor room of a motel, a lady’s bag was thrown on the twin bed, and next to it sat a delicately carved small baby, sucking on a pacifier, staring at Li Cheng with curious eyes.
Li Cheng made eye contact, and the Information Integration Glasses displayed several pieces of information about the baby.
[Vanguard Company Test Subject 7094][Angelica][Age 12 months][Level 1 ?? Superpower User]
Li Cheng gestured toward the baby with his hand and slowly headed towards the bathroom.
The sound of rushing water in the bathroom gradually ceased, and a tired-looking brunette woman wrapped in a bathrobe just pushed the door and walked out, to be met with a Glock pistol’s silencer pressed against her forehead.
Li Cheng turned off the safety on his gun and calmly stated, "I ask, you answer."