The Undying Transmigrator

Chapter 18: Teammates

On the helicopter, realizing that with the company helicopter's speed, the entire journey would only take a few minutes, Mo Wen stored away the Dreamweaver Type-2 for future use and overlooked the endless yellow sands beneath him.

Not only near Xisuo City, but it seemed that all areas outside the cities had experienced ecological collapse during the past corporate wars, making recovery difficult.

Beside him, Ren Sisi kept firing questions like a curious child: "Did you really just switch to military-grade augmentations? No personal modifications at all, so plain it’s a mess, but you operate it so skillfully."

"What’s your psychic power? Super acceleration? Is it like the speedsters in comics, or more like time acceleration?"

"Why didn’t you bring any equipment? Also, I scanned a large amount of biological tissue inside you. How do they coexist with the augmentations? Is this new technology or your psychic power? That 20cm strip inside you looks really special."

Faced with the barrage of questions, Mo Wen, like Phantom beside him, chose silence.

Dragonblade Ninja took over what he wanted to do. He knocked hard on Ren Sisi’s head, causing her to cry out in pain this time: "Stop scanning! You’re invading personal privacy!"

However, he really couldn’t imagine that a new human would still be a reproductive purist, which was rare among old humans with augmentations.

For new humans, technology and civilization were the focus of inheritance. They had overcome genetic defects to some extent, and reproductive worship had become part of the old calendar. They were not troubled by old humans’ mating seasons.

Although some new humans still engaged in sexual reproduction, their numbers were few. After all, this primitive behavior was less efficient than gene splicing and artificial reproduction and less pleasurable compared to empathy and direct neural stimulation—it was simply traditional.After full military-grade augmentation, such useless things were no longer cared about.

Thinking this, he turned his head and saw Mo Wen open his abdomen: "You mean my spirit root?"

What kind of term was spirit root? Don’t just expose that stuff in front of girls! Dragonblade Ninja wanted to scold Mo Wen loudly, but when he saw the strip inside the abdominal cavity, which looked like biological tissue but had a metallic texture, continuously producing fibrous matter that wrapped everything around it, he retracted his scolding.

This thing was indeed quite miraculous, no wonder Ren Sisi wanted to see it.

No, this kind of specialized personal modification was irrelevant!

"Don’t mind that stuff. Let’s talk about the mission first."

"This mission is very simple. A client close to Dreamweaver Entertainment will hold an event on the Outer Ring of a controversial city. At the end, he will give a public speech, during which he believes he will be attacked by rioters."

"New human, you haven’t been to other cities, right? The psychic suggestion devices in controversial cities are far inferior to those in Dreamweaver-controlled cities. Although they can keep people calm in most situations, they can’t achieve near-compulsory peace."

"This client intends to make some extreme remarks about the values of old humans. Although the replacement of old humans by new humans is a consensus, there are still extremists in some areas."

"To some extent, this client is baiting."

"If a riot breaks out, the company will have a reason to intervene deeply, installing devices under the pretext of promoting peace and reducing violent behavior. If assassins appear, even better—they’ve caught a big fish."

Phantom added, "However, the chance of problems occurring also means it’s very likely nothing will happen."

"This mission’s significance of ‘company maintaining order’ is far more important than the actual act of ‘company sending military-augmented soldiers to maintain order.’"

"In fact, a bigger problem would be if ‘the company maintains order but the new human loses control of their power, strikes too decisively, and punches someone to death before the situation escalates, turning the scene into a bloodbath and personally making things worse.’"

"But new human, you don’t look like someone who can’t control their power."

"Compared to that, new human, have you considered what equipment you will use later? The captain and I specialize in human-target combat, skilled at hunting other military-grade augmented soldiers. Ren Sisi specializes in electronic warfare and can directly interfere with network-disconnected machines because of her psychic power."

"Our team lacks heavy firepower units. But usually, we don’t need such specializations. Even if a war breaks out, that should be handled by drone operators and giant war machine pilots."

Mo Wen thought for a moment and decided to be honest: "I don’t think a four-person squad suits me. I’m more of a ‘lone wolf.’"

Dragonblade Ninja didn’t care: "No problem, fight however you like. The squad system isn’t that necessary anyway. Just keep in touch with us and let us know when you go on missions. Having some reason is enough."

"In the External Operations Department, it’s not uncommon for four people with incompatible styles to do their own thing. But openly refusing under the rules is breaking unity."

Ren Sisi became serious: "Do you have an innate genetic defect?"

New humans excel in all abilities compared to old humans, but being able to survive alone doesn’t mean they like to live alone. Having different styles that make cooperation inconvenient doesn’t mean they aren’t friends.

But this new human gave her a clear sense of alienation after a short contact.

Dragonblade Ninja sighed helplessly: "Ren Sisi, didn’t you finish reading the new human’s background? He’s not a new human."

The next moment, Ren Sisi, who tried to maintain a serious expression, was left with an expression that was hard for Mo Wen to describe.

Probably a mixture of motherly love and pity?

"I see..." She lowered her head and was silent for a few breaths. When she raised it again, it was full of fighting spirit, and the brightness of her cybernetic eye even increased. "Don’t worry, we will definitely help you integrate into society and enjoy a real life!"

"You’re no longer a homeless person without work or value."

Girl, what are you thinking?!

Mo Wen said seriously: "No need. I think it’s pretty good as it is."

"If you really want to help me, just recommend me more ways to ‘quickly learn knowledge’ and ‘enhance personal combat ability.’"

Ren Sisi wasn’t ready to give up. She was puffed up with anger and clearly wanted to say something more to correct Mo Wen’s thoughts, but Mo Wen wasn’t interested in arguing.

"The helicopter is stopping. We’ve arrived. Let’s get down and do the mission."

With that, Mo Wen leapt down.

On the helicopter, the three exchanged glances.

After a moment, Dragonblade Ninja couldn’t help but ask: "Do you guys understand why he jumped directly instead of waiting for the helicopter to land?"

Phantom guessed: "Can’t stand someone?"

"You might as well just say my name!" Ren Sisi was slightly annoyed, but after that, she seriously guessed why Mo Wen did that: "He probably thought landing directly was cooler?"

Dragonblade Ninja blinked: "So, do you think you should be responsible for the repair costs of the damage caused by the impact, or should he pay?"

"The External Operations Department can cause damage during battles, but damaging public facilities without reason will result in hefty fines."