Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1171 - 380: An Unsolved Mystery, an Inexplicable Question

Regarding the profession issue, there has always been a lot of dissatisfaction among the players.Hackers are glamorous, make money fast, the only designated big player in the cyber world, essential for advanced dungeons.

Engineers excel in logistics, research, production, construction — all have large gaps, making money is as fast as printing it.

Mechanics hide at the back, controlling robots for transport, shelling, charging, and can even act as chefs — a versatile jack-of-all-trades.

Exoskeleton doctors are indispensable; you can do without anything in the cyber world, except doctors.

Now there’s a shortage of driver professions, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and in the future, possibly reaching for the moon or diving into deep seas — the prospects are bright.

So what about us combat profession players?

Are we just amphibious multifunctional bipedal humanoid beasts, responsible for filling the line as cannon fodder?

Though it’s undeniable that numerous combat exoskeletons offer combat players quite a few combat options, cannon fodder is still cannon fodder, no matter how you put it, it’s still cannon fodder.

And especially after this large-scale battle, combat players poured out grievances onto the forums.

Previously in the city, it wasn’t noticeable, but once you get to the plains battlefield, what’s Sianweistan, what’s a gorilla arm, what’s a Mantis Blade, they’re all jokes.

Artillery across dozens of kilometers marks you out!

Even running the Sianweistan doesn’t help; the effective time per use varies with acceleration power, ranging from 5–15 seconds, and requires at least a 5-minute cooldown to avoid overload risk.

And a round of shelling lasts at least 30 minutes.

The frontline is dense with gunfire and explosives, with Cubans not providing any less firepower than players; even bullets are hard to dodge.

Even the Sianweistan is weak enough, less to say other exoskeletons, which might dig trenches a bit faster.

I fight NM!

But now, wearing the trial-type Artificial Body King Kong, Wildman just feels the profession design of this game is exceptionally balanced!

Not to mention Huang Ban’s powered armor!

Left fist high damage, right fist even higher damage

If you want output, there’s mechanics; if you want mechanics, there’s output.

The force field defense is absurdly high; the direct firepower of technical rifles is greatly reduced, and by the time it hits him past the force field, its power is only slightly larger than a BB pellet.

Wildman now feels like he’s possessed by Naruto’s Heaven’s Path Pain, playing with one hand Shinra Tensei and Universal Pull with great joy.

The most crucial thing is that Wildman, while wearing this powered armor, doesn’t feel it at all; he’s invigorated.

Not just him, even the players around him are stunned.

Ruzuo shrieks, charging at Wildman.

"Let me play for five minutes! Quickly, let me play for five minutes!"

As he runs, other players also follow suit.

A crowd of people rushing as impatiently as kids queuing to play on an arcade machine from twenty years ago.

Except they won’t say one life per person; if you wait for Wildman to die, it’ll be quite a long wait.

But in this untimely gathering of players, after Ron’s death and loss of command, the command post troops that had been tense fighting the players immediately began organizing a retreat after the players’ attacks slowed down.

Compared to being utterly routed by the players’ charge earlier, these elite troops evidently have stronger equipment, but they couldn’t withstand being sneaked up on by a giant, blowing up several tanks, losing a lot of weapons capable of balancing Artificial Body King Kong’s power, and although substantial numbers and firepower remain, there’s no point in holding their ground.

On a battlefield covered with smoke and debris, the players gathered around Wildman at ease, while enemies fled in all directions.

To the outsiders, it might seem like they’re performing some strange cult ritual.

Through drone surveillance camera lenses, all of their actions were watched by Huangban Tower’s technical development department head Tanaka Shouichi and related development staff.

A development researcher exclaimed.

"The actual combat results of Artificial Body King Kong are impressive, but it’s a pity we can’t collect data on-site. If only we could set up instruments for force field analysis..."

"No worries."

Tanaka Shouichi watched the playback of Wildman, shocked into goosebumps, scalp numb, hands and feet cold, lips purplish as if he’s seen a ghost.

More than Artificial Body King Kong’s performance, he valued Wildman himself.

Because this guy didn’t use a single drop of immunity inhibitor from start to finish, and even during the installation stage of the exoskeleton, he found the inhibitor syringe troublesome and tossed it aside.

Artificial Body King Kong isn’t like those humanoid prosthetics that can quickly adapt to human muscle retention; it’s a complete non-human device.

The best record of subjects captured inside Huang Ban wearing this exoskeleton was 27 minutes and 13 seconds.

That’s only maintaining sanity with considerable use of inhibitors; beyond that time, insanity occurs on the spot, and three minutes later, brain death from intensive exoskeleton use.

In Wildman’s situation, he’s only seen it in V after getting discharged from Huang Ban and becoming an unofficial experimental body for various corporations.

And it’s tough to say who’s superior in terms of physique between them.

"Once Horizon Corporation sends back the test chip, we must thoroughly analyze the data, especially the neural structure of this guy — it’s extremely significant for us!"

Tanaka exclaimed.

"No wonder the military tech side practically opened prohibited exoskeleton experiments to these people free of charge — they’re practically born exoskeleton saints!"

As for whether AI might take over?

Absolutely impossible.

This group has proven time and again through their actions that their brains are certainly chaos algorithms AI cannot predict.