The sky is clearing and the rain has stopped.
Fu Qinghai was lying on the sofa, revealing his muscular and solid body. Under his waxy skin was a faintly visible black silhouette of a shell. This was the last implanted organ, and it was also the last link for him to be accepted by the Astartes Order and transform from an orphan in a colonial outpost into a true Space Marine.
The interfaces and sockets are embedded in the perfect sculpture-like muscles, leaving behind circles of tightly wrinkled lines. The metal surface has a faint halo, even brightening up the dark skin tone around it.
Zofia, wearing only a pair of underwear, lay on Fu Qinghai's chest, curiously scratching the neural interface embedded in Fu Qinghai's neck with her fingertips, as if trying to explore the secrets therein.
The girl had a good figure, with obvious traces of war-torn skin. The tiny scars did not affect her beauty, but made her look more like a nimble female leopard. At this moment, Zofia's face was filled with a faint blush of satisfaction and fulfillment.
"I particularly like the neural interface on you."
Zofia said, licking her lips.
"Why?"
Fu Qinghai was very confused.
I wonder if you don't find it uncomfortable?
"This makes you look like a mecha disguised as a human, a cold-blooded robot, like... the Terminator, do you understand?"
"Sleeping in bed with you makes me feel like I'm fucking a living biological mecha, a murderous, cold-blooded and cruel war machine, slurp..."
There was a certain light in Zofia's bright eyes, and she couldn't help but reveal an inexplicable look of excitement.
Fu Qinghai: "…"
Why is your XP system so strange?
Now think back.
Zhang Yuning is a yandere green tea bitch.
Justine is a masochistic lady.
Zofia is a mecha fetishist.
As expected, women who like my type are more or less a little bit abnormal in their brains.
"Get up, let's go find Hannibal Chow."
Fu Qinghai patted Zofia's butt.
…
Before leaving for Hong Kong, Zofia expressed her concerns to Fu Qinghai - she has tattoos and piercings.
Fu Qinghai took a look and saw some cute pink and green tattoos on the arms and waist, such as cupcakes, gummy bears, SpongeBob SquarePants and Buzz Lightyear.
As for the piercings, a navel piercing and an ear cartilage piercing are not particularly strange - Fu Qinghai had some friends in his previous life who were in bands, rappers, and fashion design-related industries. They had pierced tongues, noses, brow bones... all of them, and they were addicted to it.
That's what a real old bitch is.
Zofia is a little bit Asian, but not particularly Asian.
As for whether tattoos, piercings, and hair dyeing will affect joining the army...all we can say is that standards vary from country to country. The conscription standards in mainland China have always been relatively strict, and many people subconsciously think that this is the case all over the world. In fact, in Europe and the United States where conscription is difficult, let alone just playing a little subculture, a history of drug abuse, excessive obesity, or sex reassignment surgery...will not affect joining the army.
Even in China, civil aviation pilots are not allowed to get tattoos before the employment physical examination, but they are not allowed to get tattoos freely after they are hired.
PPDC is a military alliance organization that includes all Pacific Rim countries. Fu Qinghai is not sure which country's specific standards are used for joining the army, so he can only follow the strictest standard.
So Fu Qinghai took out a syringe filled with silver metallic liquid from his treasure chest...a white suitcase.
"Extremis virus, mortal version."
Fu Qinghai held up the syringe and looked at Zofia and said,
"You won't die, but it might hurt a little."
"bring it on."
Zofia nodded, her eyes determined.
A large needle was inserted into a vein in the elbow.
"Fuck…it hurts!"
Zofia shuddered and frowned deeply.
The nano-machine virus was spreading throughout the body. Fu Qinghai took out a Thinker system and began to set the repair procedure and repair range of the desperate virus - healing the perforated parts, renewing epidermal cells, and promoting the growth of hair follicles...
The last item was mainly to make Zofia's hair longer. Otherwise, every time Fu Qinghai entered from behind, looking at Zofia's short hair, he always had the illusion that she was gay.
Eventually, all of Zofia's tattoos and piercings disappeared, and her hair grew a little longer, from a buzz cut to short, choppy hair, similar to Amber Kuo's, and it was flaxen - Zofia's original hair color.
The rejection reaction of the mortal version of the Extremis virus was not as severe as that of the Astartes version, but Zofia was still grimacing in pain and sweating all over, her hair sticking to her scalp, and she lay on her back on the sofa, gasping for breath.
Fu Qinghai smiled and touched her head.
"What's wrong?"
Zofia asked, looking up in confusion.
"nothing."
Fu Qinghai did not explain.
He likes girls who can say "fuck".
It made him feel... real.
At least he's a living person.
After all, those "fairies" in online novels, those perfect heroines, would not say "fuck".
…
After many twists and turns, Fu Qinghai finally arrived at the Skeleton Slum, a landmark building in Kowloon, Hong Kong, but was told that Hannibal Zhou was dead.
"How did he die?"
Fu Qinghai asked with a frown.
"Didn't you watch the news?"
Passerby said:
"'Tail-Standing Rat' is a pregnant monster. When Hannibal Zhou led his men to dissect the monster's corpse, he was swallowed by a monster cub in the 'Tail-Standing Rat's' belly."
"It turns out that the monsters reproduced live young, and there was an umbilical cord in their abdomens. This is really eye-opening... Come to think of it, it's what they deserved. The overlord of the monster black market was actually swallowed by a premature baby monster. This was the first and only action of the monster boy on this earth. This is the so-called karma, and that's the only explanation."
There was a hint of gloating in the passerby's tone.
Fu Qinghai frowned and turned away.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
Zofia caught up with him and asked:
"Isn't this the plot of the movie?"
Fu Qinghai shook his head:
"You only watched the main film, not the Easter eggs. In the post-credits Easter egg, Hannibal Chau crawled out of the monster cub's belly again, so he is not actually dead."
"Is that so... then what should I do?"
Zofia suddenly realized and asked again.
"I don't know. Maybe Hannibal Chau just faked his death to hide his identity, or maybe he really died. The reincarnationist changed the plot, but in any case, this clue is broken."
Fu Qingbian talked as he walked.
The two of them quickly turned into an alley, and a tall, beautiful woman in a shirt and suit came towards them. She also saw Fu Qinghai, and they were both stunned.
"Qingshan?"
"Asha?"
Hearing Fu Qinghai calling her by her nickname instead of her full name, Jiang Yixia smiled with her eyes narrowed, and ignored the tomboy with short messy hair standing next to Fu Qinghai.
She-Hulk walked over quickly, smiling broadly:
"We are in a reincarnation world again, how great!"
…
"So, you are now Shao Liwen's bodyguard captain?"
In a street food stall, three people were sitting at a folding table, and Fu Qinghai asked Jiang Yixia.
"Yes."
Jiang Yixia nodded, and then said with a little distress:
"But I have never taken any courses related to private security. I don't know how to make travel plans, emergency plans, and check for dangerous people... I don't know anything."
Jiang Yixia was right. Private security is a very complicated course, which is different from simple fighting and killing. In the real world, some wealthy bosses hire Tai Chi masters as personal bodyguards, and there is also the former prime minister's female bodyguard who can kill 10 strong men in 0.2 seconds. It seems... very bad.
"But fortunately, Shao Liwen trusts me very much. I don't need to worry about the specific trivial matters. She only needs me to be her personal bodyguard. Today, she was invited to visit the PPDC's Shattered Dome Base in Xiangjiang. I thought it was too boring inside, so I came out for a walk. I didn't expect to meet you."
"What, you said the Shatterdome base is boring?"
Zofia's eyes widened and her tone was incredulous.
She dreamed of entering the Broken Dome for a visit.
Jiang Yixia glanced at her and said,
"What's the matter? Is there a problem?"
Jiang Yixia had a sharp eye. She had long seen that there was definitely something going on between Zofia and Fu Qinghai. She felt resentful towards this woman who had appeared out of nowhere and spoke to her in a very rude tone.
"Ahem. Shaw Industries is one of the two most important contractors of PPDC. Shao Liwen's words carry a lot of weight. This is definitely the best news I have heard today."
Fu Qinghai changed the subject.
Another important contractor of PPDC is Hannibal Chau, but Hannibal Chau is a black market businessman who cannot see the light of day or be on the surface. It is also because of the special period after the withdrawal of the United Nations investment that PPDC needs to rely on Hannibal Chau, otherwise no one will look him in the eye.
But Shaw Industries is different. PPDC relies heavily on the technical support provided by Shaw Industries.
In 2034, PPDC announced that it would fully replace its fleet with drone mechas. Shaw Industries, as a supplier of drone mechas, began to gain fame. However, before that, Shaw Industries was already PPDC's most important military contractor.
Later fifth and sixth generation "manned" mechas such as "Saber Athena" and "Heroic Protector" also made extensive use of core technologies from Shaw Industries.
Shao Liwen, the founder of Shaw Industries, a genius hacker, mecha expert, super rich woman, a genius girl who obtained a doctorate degree at the age of seventeen and became a billionaire at the same time, and now a big boss, engineer and scientist.
Fu Qinghai didn't know what women with this kind of personality liked, but at least for now, it seemed that Shao Liwen had extraordinary trust in Jiang Yixia.
This may be something that can be exploited.
"I have a plan."
Fu Qinghai took a sip of cold beer, his eyes fixed on the messy neon signs in the distance, his gaze unfocused, a simple and clear plan brewing in his mind.
...
There is no way to cater to others. People can only write things within their own scope of knowledge, and can only earn money within their own scope of knowledge.
I have read a lot of online novels before, especially the fairy-tale novels, with fairy characters with perfect figures and looks, noble character and undying loyalty, and their whole bodies, even to their toes and private parts, are fragrant. Those heroines make me feel... fake, empty and pale, even faker than the paper people in the second dimension, so fake that there is no sense of immersion at all. I don't know how those people can be brought into the illusion when looking at such heroines.
(End of this chapter)