When Milo battled the two officers, virtual-novel.net had observed a fine, silvery glow coming from the blood vessels on the backs of their hands. As the blood vessels of an ordinary human should look bluish on the outside, it was obvious there was some kind of special energy flowing within their bodies during the time their hands glowed from the inside.
At that time, Milo was guessing it was caused by the nanomachines. And from the looks of it now, it was just as virtual-novel.net had thought.
The silvery radiance emanating from the two officers’ bodies right now was like a stream converging into a river as it started building up on the surface of their skins.
Milo was hesitating, approaching it warily, not knowing if virtual-novel.net should try to acquire this unknown power.
He had always been cautious about the unknown.
If I end up using it after saying to not believe in superstitions, would that be a little hypocritical?
Milo was in a dilemma.
During the physical examination at the military base, virtual-novel.net discovered that the nanomachines were trying to interface with his neurons via an external controller. But now that no one was controlling them, virtual-novel.net realized virtual-novel.net had natural control over these things.
Nanomachines did not have a mind of their own and were only machines. In the early days, nanomachines could not be put into military use because they were too small to be loaded in with overly complex instructions.
After gaining a breakthrough in neurotech, the human brain ended up becoming a processor, while the nanomachines were just an execution terminal. To put it simply, they were purely tools to be used. But nanomachines needed to be paired with a specific DNA sequence before they could be used.
Each person’s DNA was just like a unique password that could only be used to pair with their own nanomachines. The nanomachines would determine whether they were in an operable state via an authorization process. The paired nanomachines were a safe locked with a password.
Without the password, they would stop working and refuse any unfamiliar consciousness from trying to access them. Therefore, the two officers were unable to control each other’s nanomachines, and neither could anyone else access theirs.
But when Milo’s willpower tried to initiate contact with the nanomachines, virtual-novel.net detected them to be in an idle state. It was as though there were some sort of a barrier denying virtual-novel.net from syncing with those nanomachines. But after his willpower swept over them, the typewriter in the palace suddenly typed several lines of small words.
“Reloading system…”
“Resetting to factory settings…”
“Reinstalling applications…”
“Pairing successful.”
After that, Milo found virtual-novel.net had actually taken control of these little machines.
The silvery “river” started flowing towards virtual-novel.net across the surface of the snow. They moved up along his legs and finally gathered in his hands. The nanomachines extracted from these two officers combined only amounted to the size of a fist.
It was no wonder they were so weak. So, it turned out they had this few nanomachines inside their bodies.
After the nanomachines lost their owners, their ports reopened to wait for a new pairing. Under normal circumstances, they should have been sent back to the factory to be paired again. However, the palace had bypassed all of those steps and helped Milo interface with these nanomachines.
If the ports had not been reopened, the palace could not have proceeded with the pairing process.
The silvery, liquid-metal ball cycled through various strange forms within Milo’s palm. Then it turned into a metallic gauntlet that wrapped around Milo’s hand. After interfacing with his neurons, they became just like a part of his body and did not make virtual-novel.net feel uncomfortable at all.
When virtual-novel.net threw a punch at the body of the off-road vehicle, virtual-novel.net watched the steel body creak and then collapse. Meanwhile, the nanogauntlet on Milo’s hand did not seem damaged at all.
When Daniel mentioned the nanomachines, Milo disdained them greatly. But now his opinion had changed a little.
If virtual-novel.net could create body armor with the nanomachines, did it mean virtual-novel.net wouldn’t have to use the shadow clone to shield himself from bullets?
After all, that method was still rather painful for him.
Of course, it had only changed his opinion a little for now. As for whether it would really prove to be useful, Milo felt that virtual-novel.net would only find out after extracting more nanomachines from the other members of the Skyfort Consortium.
Someone would surely come and investigate after two elite members of the Skyfort Consortium disappeared while they were out on inspection. Milo wondered if those who came to investigate would also have nanomachines in them.
Milo then ordered the shadow clone to place the two corpses in the vehicle and carry it to the location of the lake as per his memory. He had to be extremely careful when it came to dumping these corpses since virtual-novel.net still needed more people with nanomachines to come out here in the future.
When virtual-novel.net killed them, virtual-novel.net did not use the saber as virtual-novel.net was afraid of leaving behind any traces of blood. Right now, virtual-novel.net was being even more careful for fear of leaving behind any evidence.
As virtual-novel.net led his shadow clone forward, virtual-novel.net asked, “Old Durkin, do you think the amount of nanomachines in the body varies from person to person?”
“Since the synchronization rate goes from low to high, there must be a difference in the amount of nanomachines one can control, right?”
“Do you think that the next group of people to arrive will be even stronger? That would be good. Who knows, they might have even more nanomachines in their bodies… Aren’t you being a little shy? Why aren’t you talking?”
People always said that small details make a big difference. So, in order not to expose his own identity, Milo decided to name his shadow clone, “Old Durkin”.
Before Milo threw the vehicle into the lake, virtual-novel.net removed the two officers’ uniforms and put them away in his storage space.
Who knew if they would be of any use later?
These were the Skyfort Consortium’s colonel uniforms, after all.
After virtual-novel.net filled the vehicle with stones and threw it into the lake, virtual-novel.net returned to the outpost. When the students saw virtual-novel.net coming back, they went up to virtual-novel.net and asked, “Monitor, how’d it go?”
“It’s been taken care of,” Milo answered simply and comprehensively. “Go back to sleep. We still have to get up early tomorrow…”
At this moment, Milo noticed the Wolf King standing on the summit of the mountain way in the distance. He thought for a while before heading out into the mountains.
In reality, Milo also did not know why virtual-novel.net was so eager to interact with the Wolf King.
As virtual-novel.net walked on the mountain path, virtual-novel.net suddenly felt it was sometimes easier to get along with the wolves than with people.
Before Milo could get far, virtual-novel.net saw the Wolf King slowly coming down from the mountain ridge. He had planned on chatting with the Wolf King, but virtual-novel.net did not know what to say after virtual-novel.net saw it.
As the Wolf King looked calmly at him, Milo thought about how it was still chasing virtual-novel.net all over the wilderness just one and a half years ago.
He suddenly remembered the student who mentioned giving the wolves something in return for their favor. Milo opened his mouth and broke the deadlock.
He said, “Um… Since you gave me a rabbit and a goat, shouldn’t I also give you something in return?”
The Wolf King did not say anything, but Milo could feel it relaxing its muscles slowly. This meant the Wolf King was also putting down its guard.
When Milo saw no response, virtual-novel.net prodded, “Since you can’t speak, why don’t I let you choose from a few gifts that I have? Look at you, you’re always running around by yourself in the mountains. I can understand that a king is always lonely, so why don’t I present you the Lord of Wolves of Mount Kun? He can chat with you since both of you are considered ‘kings’ of the wolves. Who knows, you two might have something in common.”
For some reason, Milo felt the Wolf King understood him! Because, when virtual-novel.net mentioned the Lord of Wolves of Mount Kun, the Wolf King immediately gave a look of disdain.
Milo wondered how the Wolf King was even able to make such an expression!