Chapter 188: Liquid Nucleus Chips [Part 1] (1/2)

Chapter 188: Liquid Nucleus Chips [Part 1]

The 1st generation robots were the first batch of robots Frentz created back when he built his own kingdom. While some new technologies weren’t implemented into these robots, they were far better than the next generation robots be it in terms of complexity or material quality.

Earlier, the Third and Sixth Squad didn’t know where these 1st generation robots were.

The 4th and 5th generation robots were akin to civilians; civilians who lived in this machine city that imitated an ecology. The 3rd generation robots were akin to guards; soldiers who were garrisoned inside this city. Meanwhile, the 2nd generation robots fell under the category of hermits who would be awakened only during certain critical moments. So what about the 1st generation robots?

Everyone looked at the image displayed on the wall. Other than Cillin, Eudy and a few others who were mentally prepared after discussing something relevant to the topic, everyone else wore a look of astonishment on their faces.

Every building in this city – no, not just this city, but many other places on the planet where the Robert Family was present – that was undamaged by the armed rebellion stirred by the 2nd and 3rd generation was a 1st generation robot.

Although the ancient castle they were stuck inside hadn’t undergone a transformation, everyone was wondering inside their hearts whether it was also a 1st generation robot. Relatively speaking, perhaps they were now inside the stomach of a 1st generation robot?

In fact, the 1st generation robots didn’t share the same humanoid shape as the other generations. They neither shared the same shape, nor did they share the same size. On the surface they looked incredibly crude, many of the robots were even covered in a layer of soil. They looked like a generation of robots who had phased out of time.

However, who was the better and who was the inferior was obvious the moment the 1st generation robots clashed against the 2nd generation robots.

A large body, agile speed, and excellent equipment. One could see just how much effort was sunk into these 1st generation robots just from their blinking energy s.h.i.+elds and rapid transformation in order to adapt to the battlefields.

The fur on the gray cat’s ears kept trembling as it lay on top of Cillin’s shoulder. It wasn’t a reaction that would draw attention from outsiders. After all, who would keep staring at a cat’s ears for a prolonged period of time? Even if they did, they wouldn’t think much of the trembling fur on a cat’s ears.

Right now, every hair on the gray cat’s ears was tracking a particular wave band of signal. When Frentz had activated the 1st generation robots, those wave band signals had suddenly increased in number. The signals hadn’t came only from the 1st generation robots, but also from an outside source. These signals carried data that was similar to the ‘Rebel’ virus, and if the 1st generation robots were to receive these signals then the virus could start infecting them as well. However, the good news was that these 1st generation robots had not turned out the way the 2nd generation robots did even after some of them had received those wave band signals. They continued to maintain their orders and cleaned up the 2nd and 3rd generation ‘traitors’.

The shortest 1st generation robot was over ten meters tall, and the tallest 1st generation robot was over a hundred meters tall. The crowd had to admit that they felt pleased and a lot more at ease seeing these big 1st generation robots flinging the 3rd generation robots into the air like they were ants.

“The situation can be dealt with now that these 1st generation robots are here, right?” someone said.

“No, it is not that simple.” Frentz, who had walked to the grand hall alongside Shawton and Falvey cast a glance at the group at the grand hall and said, “The build of the 1st generation robots has their own weakness, and they are not without gaps in their defenses. There are too many 3rd and 2nd generation robots out there. The 1st generation robots numbered only one hundredth or less to the 2nd and 3rd generation robots.”

“So you’re saying…?” Falvey figured out somewhat what Frentz was going to talk next. The decision to accept Frentz’s requirement and miss the best time window to escape had made him feel pretty conflicted already. Falvey had even regretted his earlier decision because it put his subordinates’ lives at risk.

Right now though, Frentz’s tone suggested that he wanted them to join in the resistance against those robots. Currently, the world beyond the castle was the robots’ battlefield. Was he telling them to commit suicide fighting those robots with their own flesh and blood? Moreover, their current weaponry and equipment were completely inadequate to meet the needs of the battlefield. If they knew from the start that there would be a battle at this level, their equipment would’ve been several times stronger than what they had now. They wouldn’t have brought only some cold weaponry and simple guns with them either.

Frentz cast Falvey a glance for him to quell his impatience, “A, bring out the things.”

Frentz had just finished saying his command when a long row of boxes were dropped down from the ceiling. The boxes were opened to reveal the objects inside.

Beaver’s eyes lit up when he saw the objects inside the boxes. In fact, he nearly salivated on the spot. Everyone who recognized the objects inside the boxes were feeling the exact same thing as Beaver. If it wasn’t for the circ.u.mstances they were in right now, they would’ve pounced over to grab the things already. The feeling of being able to see but not touch a desired object was just as uncomfortable as a cat not being able to scratch its itches.

“Half cyborg weapons!” Falvey raised an eyebrow at Frentz and indicated him to speak further.

The gray cat’s body froze for a moment when it heard the word ‘half cyborg’. However, as Beaver explained things with a soft voice, the wariness in its eyes slowly faded and became replaced with thick condescension.

You call these pieces of junk a half cyborg? The real rare specie of the universe and half cyborg is sitting right here, and this old man dare show off those ripoffs of his?

That being said, no one including Frentz knew that there was a genuine half cyborg right here in this grand hall. After all, the half cyborg created by the Robert Family was an imitation of another half cyborg like the gray cat. Moreover, the weapons had been modified greatly for portability purposes, shaped into many forms and installed with all kinds of functionalities based on various needs.

A half cyborg weapon was extremely expensive, and it wasn’t standardized yet among Hunter regiments. Only an extremely small amount of Hunters would possess a weapon like this, not to mention that they weren’t even the latest products. There were more people who possessed half cyborg weapons inside the military, and this was one of the reasons Hunters were jealous of the military.