In fact, with Mo Sen's current strength, as long as it is not too much of a deadly task, even if the news of the Metamorphosis is not counted, the other party can give ten star crystals, which can be regarded as generous.

However, the main purpose of Mo Sen's visit this time was to transform the potion, and now it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, so he can only give it a try.

He raised an eyebrow, "How do you want to test?"

Bordeaux smiled, and there was no need to fight, we sat here, and we tried to attack for a few rounds, as long as you could......

Before he could finish speaking, Mawson's right hand on the table suddenly burst out, and the palm of the hand extended upwards into a sharp cone, which was already on his throat before Bordeaux could finish speaking.

And it was Bordeaux that said the last three words.

"Hurt my ......"

Looking at the extra spike in his throat, Bordeaux's face changed slightly.

"Hah...... Ha ha! He leaned back, embarrassed at the thought of his previous insolence.

"Mr. Winter Soldier, your strength is still very good, barely meeting our requirements."

"Oh? So the rest of the team is stronger than me?" Mawson controls the right hand to return to its original state.

"Uh...... The same cannot be said about it, everyone performs their own duties, and their strength is not up or down. ”

"I passed the test?"

"It's passed, it's passed!" Bordeaux nodded hurriedly, and he took out a card from his bosom and handed it to Mawson.

"I've already arranged a room for the tested team members, right at the Babylon Garden Hotel in the city center, show this card at the front desk, and someone will arrange a place for you."

Seeing Mawson's strength, Bordeaux's attitude changed dramatically.

Before he came, Mawson had thought about it, because he had killed people in Midtown not long ago, even though he was on a mission outside of Border City.

But in this era, there is little delay in the delivery of news, and now that the secret police company has intervened in the investigation, it is easy not to use his metal left arm in order to avoid showing his feet.

It just so happened that his right hand had also been upgraded, so he temporarily disguised himself as a primordial warrior in the biochemical direction.

At that moment, he didn't burst out of his full strength, and basically maintained the second half of the second-level Yuan Energy Warrior, but what made Mo Sen feel weird.

When his attack approached, this Bordeaux didn't know if he was fearless, or if he really didn't react, and the depths of his eyes were extremely calm, without revealing the slightest panic.

Without a sensing device, Mawson can't guess the specific strength of this Bordeaux, maybe it really has some unknown killer feature.

"You're welcome to join this team."

Bordeaux stood up and took the initiative to extend his right hand, "The team will assemble in the lobby of the hotel tomorrow at 3 p.m., don't be late." ”

As if he didn't see Bordeaux's outstretched right hand, Mawson stood up and took a step back.

Bordeaux didn't care, "The night in Kazuya City is not peaceful, so in order not to affect tomorrow's mission, you better not leave the hotel." As he spoke, he gave Mawson an ambiguous look.

"We have carefully prepared a special service for everyone, which is a small compensation."

"I'll show up on time."

The whole time, Mawson didn't glance at the business card on the table, determined the time and place, and then turned away.

"What a wary guy." After Mawson left, Bordeaux had a gloomy smile on his face.

"But the strength is not bad, it will be a perfect cannon fodder."

A lot of technology in this world is unguardable, a friendly handshake, an inconspicuous business card, a comfortable room.

Mawson doesn't know if there is a trick in the middle, but more is better than less, and it is better to be careful.

Leaving the Nightingale Hotel, Mawson found another hotel not far from the Babylon Garden Hotel.

With the help of Elizabeth's remote device, after a careful survey and an exchange of experiences along the way, Mawson turned off the communication.

As night fell, Mawson saw the extravagant and dangerous side of Kazuya, and three clashes broke out in just two hours downstairs at the hotel where he lived.

Although the scale is not too large, there are several people who died before and after, but these did not even affect the excitement of the surrounding people, a pair of crazy men and women, they didn't even care about the blood splashing around them.

"What a crazy place."

This hysteria is unforgettable.

Nothing was said all night, and during the day of the next day, Mawson did not leave his hotel room, and it was not until near 3 p.m. that he arrived in the lobby of the Babylon Garden Hotel.

When he arrived, the rest area of the entire hall was almost empty, except for a few men and women of different shapes sitting in the corner.

A few people dressed in ordinary clothes, but they didn't expose any particularly weird modified prosthetics, and one or two people alone couldn't see much of a problem, but when they gathered together, the looming sense of oppression still made ordinary people retreat.

Bordeaux, which I had seen yesterday, was not in the crowd, and when Mawson approached, everyone raised their heads and looked at him a few times, and then went about what they were doing.

Mawson was not interested in getting close to these people, so he found a place near the window and sat down.

In addition to him, there were four other people in the field.

Sitting not far from Mawson was a petite and young-looking overly young girl, with short chestnut hair that reached shoulder length and big eyes, like a character from a two-dimensional anime.

She was the most harmless-looking of the bunch, chewing something in her mouth, with special electronic components implanted in the skin near her ears, and shaking her head to listen to something.

On the left hand side of the girl, there is a burly man, 2.2 meters tall tower-like man, he is wearing a black combat uniform, and the outline of a little weapon is exposed.

The remaining two seem to be a couple, the man is of similar shape to Mawson, tall and handsome, but his breath is a little gloomy, and the others can't see much.

But his female companion was very strange, her face and the fingers of her hands were visibly heavily altered, and two thick cables protruding from the back of her head, hidden in her collar.

This woman turned out to be a geek!

If the regular employees of the Gear Gang and Lemi are crazy mechanical modders who believe that mechanization is the direction of human evolution, then this woman's transformation method is even more extreme.

They see the body as a replaceable shell, advocate spiritual immortality, and believe that the Internet is the gateway to the eternal world.

Correspondingly, most of their transformation is also concentrated in the brain, which makes them have a serious bias, and the battle basically relies on weapons and equipment.

But correspondingly, they also have an advantage in information collection and investigation that others cannot match.

However, it is a pity that the construction of this highly developed scientific and technological society on the Internet has been seriously biased.

I don't know if it's intentional or the result of social development.

The network of this world seems closed and hierarchical, and it is not at all as open as Mawson's previous life, like an isolated internal system of banks.

The biggest problem facing geeks today is the transfer of consciousness, if human mind memories can be programmed and transferred to machines, then they may really be able to achieve some kind of immortality.