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His vision of cyberpunk was that the body would be augmented with various powerful weapons, or that hands and feet would be replaced by machines. Why is it that the modifications in this instance are so subtle?
The clock above my head kept ticking, and it had reached 4.30 seconds.
He had no time to think about anything else, and with a flick of his hand, he clicked on Xia, and sure enough, an upgrade option appeared.
The top right corner displays a message: 1 upgrade attempt remaining.
There is only one upgrade option.
"Cyberpunk, Niu Zi modified."
"Note: The maximum launch distance is 10 meters, and the launch time can be controlled at will..."
Shirakawa Natsu quickly skimmed the description; in short, it was about turning cows into weapons.
Suddenly, Hikaru spoke up: "Do you have any suggestions?"
Shirakawa Natsu looked at Hikaru, whose face showed no panic. Instead, she looked like a lion returning to the grasslands and entering the hunting grounds, with barely suppressed excitement in her eyes.
“Uh, every space I enter is completely different, this is my first time too.” After Shirakawa Natsu finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Hikaru’s inner thigh.
If a male's modification allows him to launch a ten-meter rocket, then what is the modification for a female? Surely nothing will launch out of her.
He was still thinking about how to start the conversation when he heard a gasp from the delinquent group.
With a sudden thrust of his hips, a silver-white shadow shot out. The speed wasn't particularly fast; within the range of what the naked eye could see, the stick shot forward for a full ten meters.
He then swung his waist, sweeping the ten-meter stick left and right.
"Hahaha!"
The blond-haired man let out an excited laugh, though it was unclear what he was so excited about.
He kept glancing at other people with the delinquent girl's eyes, then at other places, as if looking for a hiding place.
Apart from the blond guy.
The other three groups kept a low profile. After watching Huang Mao's performance, they all turned their attention away and began to study themselves.
After a brief hesitation, Shirakawa Natsu upgraded Cyber Bull. This upgrade might be useful in combination with other skills.
He looked at Bihua: "Sister Bihua, I upgraded to Cyber Bull, what did you upgrade to? We are teammates, and understanding each other will help us win in the future."
Bihua glanced at him, then crossed her arms and said, "This is a one-on-one match; no cooperation is needed."
Shirakawa Natsu was speechless. She looked at the arena and then glanced at the four couples around her.
In the first round, everyone can only upgrade one position, so the key to winning is whether you can use this upgrade to defeat your opponent in one move.
The five-minute countdown jumped to 0 in the blink of an eye.
"The duel begins."
With this announcement in his mind, Shirakawa Natsumi realized that the upgrade options for his body had disappeared, meaning he could only upgrade his organs in the first five minutes.
On the arena, two avatars appeared out of thin air on the left and right sides. The one on the left was the blond guy from the delinquent group, and the one on the right was the cross-dresser from the gay group.
Long health bars extend from the edges of the two characters' portrait frames towards the center.
The countdown in the middle is 10 minutes.
"Both contestants have 60 seconds to take the stage."
"Ah!" The cross-dresser screamed, hiding in the arms of the gay man, trembling all over.
The man stroked the back of his head, offering words of comfort, while his gaze fell on the blond-haired man, his eyes filled with grief and indignation.
Shirakawa Natsu's lips twitched as she read it. "As expected of you, Yellow Hair App."
Although he had always followed a pure love route after obtaining the system, his wicked side emerged when he encountered this kind of dungeon.
Watching your partner fight with another man, what a tragic scene!
Shirakawa Natsu looked at the gay man with eyes full of sympathy.
Yellow Hair leaped onto the ring, swinging his ten-meter-long weapon wildly around. His eyes were wicked as he stared at the cross-dresser: "Baka! Hurry up and get on top of me, I can't wait any longer!"
On the stage, time ticked by second by second.
The man, with a look of aggrieved indignation, sent the cross-dresser onto the stage, while he stood below, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes capable of tearing the blond-haired man to pieces.
"What's with this strange sense of familiarity? It seems like I often see it in works of art." Shirakawa Natsumi shook her head, dismissing the irrelevant thoughts with a strange expression.
The cross-dresser was still wearing those pure white pantyhose. As the blond-haired man walked towards her step by step, her legs went weak, and she fell to the ground, her eyes bloodshot.
"Wow!"
He burst into tears, his face streaked with tears and snot, his expression weak and pitiful.
The blond-haired man pounced on him, pinning him down and trying to tear off his clothes.
"No, no!" The cross-dresser protested by punching his chest with her small fists.
"Behave yourself, you bastard." The blond-haired man slapped the cross-dresser across the face. After the cross-dresser covered his face with his arm and stopped resisting, he spread the man's legs apart.
As he moved, he looked down at the gay man in the audience, stuck out his tongue at him, and gave him a disgusting look that said, "Your boyfriend is having a good time."
The man's face turned ashen. He raised his leg to rush onto the stage, but crashed into an invisible barrier and stopped in mid-air.
On the arena, with each attack from the blond-haired guy, the cross-dresser's health bar dwindled.
Although the blond-haired guy's attack power was low, he was fast.
"Hahaha!" The blond-haired man let out a strange laugh, looked down at the cross-dresser's small lips that were constantly opening and closing after she covered her eyes, a cruel smile appeared on his face, he pulled out his weapon and shoved it into the cross-dresser's mouth.
His smile froze for a moment.
Meanwhile, his health bar, representing his life, is rapidly disappearing, while the cross-dresser's health bar is slowly increasing.
The cross-dresser on the ground lowered his arms, his eyes changing from their previous timidity to the look of someone who had caught their prey.
Countless tiny electronic tentacles extended from his mouth, wrapping around the yellow-haired stick. Each electronic tentacle had a small claw that was frantically being inserted into the yellow-haired stick.
"Damn!" Shirakawa Natsu exclaimed with a strange expression, "He's actually a cunning 0!"
Chapter 429 The Flower's Ferocity
The reversal of the game can happen in an instant. One second the arrogant blond guy was completely defeated by the cross-dressing guy.
On the arena, the yellow-haired character's health bar was rapidly disappearing.
He was screaming and struggling.
But those tiny mechanical tentacles in Sao0's mouth, like ants that can penetrate anywhere, kept burrowing into the yellow-haired mechanical cow.
In less than three minutes.
The health bar next to his head was almost empty.
"Snapped!"
His ox-like body disintegrated and disappeared under the attack of the tentacles.
When the avatar on the arena disappears, it means the duel is over.
The cross-dressing slut stood up, and the next second, a huge stick shot out from between his feet.
"Can the winner receive the modification from the loser?" Shirakawa Natsu observed carefully. When Sao 0 extended the stick, there was surprise on his face, so it wasn't a reward like points, but rather a direct pickup.
There was no rest time after the battle.
Avatars quickly appeared on the stage: on the left was a bespectacled nerd, and on the right was a mature woman in high heels from the "mature woman and young boy" group.
When the otaku saw the mature woman walk onto the ring, a clear look of panic flashed in his eyes.
After their first battle, neither dared to underestimate the other, and they began to probe each other's strength on the arena.
The otaku enhanced the same cybernetic penis, it seems that men have a strange obsession with enhancement.
The enhanced version of the mature woman was invisible; only shadows flashed between her feet, like something bouncing out and then quickly retracting.
Small holes were left in the crotch area of the black stockings.
The otaku wanted to fight back, but it was clear that he usually used his penis to attack inanimate objects, and when it came to actually attacking a moving woman, he was extremely clumsy.
His fat body was constantly attacked by the mature woman's mysterious hidden weapons, and in no time his face was bruised and swollen. He was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands.
Finally, the mature woman walked up and stabbed him hard in the back with her high heels, watching his health bar gradually disappear.
Three minutes into the battle.
The mature woman left the ring with the cyber bull.
Yes, take it.
Shirakawa Natsumi couldn't understand it, but was greatly shocked. Could this thing even be used?
But when you think of cyberpunk, it's all about implanting prosthetics into the body.
Then holding it in your hand makes sense.
The next match is between a flirtatious boyfriend and a shut-in boyfriend's girlfriend.
The otaku had just lost his virginity when he watched helplessly as his beloved doll was violated in the ring.
It's hard to imagine his current state of mind.
Although the "slutty boyfriend" won easily, he did not receive any enhancement drops.
The match-up chart reappeared on the stage.
Hikaru versus Shota.
Before Shirakawa Natsumi could speak, Hikaru suddenly moved closer to him and said, "Take your pants off."
"Huh?" Shirakawa Natsu looked at her in surprise.
Without explanation, Bihua forcefully reached out and unzipped his pants, at the same time a mechanical tentacle emerged from her waistband.
The mechanical tentacles split into countless smaller tentacles the moment they approached Cyberniuzi, tightly binding it.
Shirakawa Natsu did not resist; he was not worried that Hikaru would harm him.
But watching the tentacles extending from her body and connecting to his penis gave him a very strange feeling.
Both are clearly metals, yet they have an inexplicable astringent taste.
The next second, with a crisp "snap," Cyber Bull was removed from his body by tentacles.
"Holy crap?!" Shirakawa Natsu was completely stunned. Watching Niu Zi leave him, he didn't feel any pain, but in that instant, it felt like he had lost everything.
"My son, what are you doing?"
"I'll give it back to you later." Bihua took his penis in her hand, and a thin mechanical wire extended from her tentacle, connecting it to the penis.
"You can lend this too?" Shirakawa Natsu realized that the tentacle that Hikaru enhanced most likely had the ability to manipulate other prosthetic bodies.
Unexpectedly, given her personality, she didn't directly enhance the aggressive prosthetic body.
I had my eye on him from the very beginning.
On the stage, the boy's eyes were filled with tears, like a helpless puppy, looking at Bihua with pleading eyes.
"Good grief, here we go again." Shirakawa Natsu frowned. Sao 0 had used the same method to deal with the blond guy earlier.
He looked at the flower, and a sense of worry rose in his heart.
This kind of cute boy is practically a trap for older, strong women like Hikaru.
The mature woman in the audience looked rather grim. Looking at her younger boyfriend, she felt things were taking a strange turn against the other assertive women.
"Sister... Sister." The boy raised his hand to indicate that he meant no harm: "I don't want to fight you, so we..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bihua took off her leather jacket and threw it at him.
The boy tried to reach out to block it, but it was too late.
The leather jacket completely covered his face.
Bihua crouched forward, spun around, and raised her leather boot high, kicking him hard in the face through his leather jacket.
"boom!"
The sound of a foot slamming into bone was so loud it made your teeth ache.
Hikaru's attacks did not stop. After kicking the boy to the ground, she straddled him and rained punches on his leather jacket.