[Mecha] Bandit Army Reborn

The Xiao family is not very famous at the noble level of the federation, but in the underground kingdom, it is one of the three giants with great weight. My family's business is mainly in business, especially interstellar smuggling. Arms, slaves, food, ores...as long as it is making money, my family has extended its hand.

Therefore, the family secretly has a huge fleet, and cultivates a private army that is strong enough to discredit the federal army. Its connections extend in all directions, and it is maintained together with the Caesar family who masters mercenary assassins and the Mo family who monopolizes the gambling and pornographic industries. The operation of the federal underground kingdom.

If the Mo family is the brain that provides information, and the Caesar family is the force that provides manpower, then the Wei family is the center that makes full use of the brain and power to obtain benefits.

For such an important family, Fei Wushu gave up its inheritance rights due to his own health, handed it over to Fei Wuzheng, and secretly assisted his younger brother to secure the position of Patriarch. Well, the old man just died, and Fei Wuzheng sent him to accompany the old man.

Laifei Wuzheng thought it had been a long time since he disappeared, and the reason why he didn't do anything was also because of the old man's intimidation. Even if he stepped down from the position of Patriarch, the old man's influence on the Xiao family and the underground kingdom is still much greater than that of Fei Wuzheng who became Patriarch. As long as the old man survived for a day, Fei Wuzheng would not have the guts to touch him.

The old man had ten years to live, so Fei Wuzheng kept his life for ten more years.

Fei Wushu tried to fathom Fei Wuzheng's feeling of aggrieved looking at him dangling in front of him, wanting to kill but not daring to kill, and suddenly he was happy, ten years, it's really hard for that guy to endure for so long.

Thinking all the way, he had already reached the door of the training room, pushed open the closed door, and a boxy black box roared towards him.

Fei Wushu's heart tightened, he subconsciously tensed his muscles and jumped to the side, dodging in embarrassment, and raised his **** at the big man like a black tower in the field: "Damn! Old man, if you want to murder, don't point it in my face Come on! This face will find you a wife in the future, won't you!"

"Call me dad! You bastard!" Feitu slapped Fei Wushu's head with his palm-sized palm, "Who are you? Who are you? Brat, let me find out!"

"Father..." Fei Wushu felt his eyes a little wet. He must be crazy to miss the old man's domestic violence so much, and to feel the pain so painful that he gasps hard and is gentle like his mother's March Spring Breeze.

Feitu slapped him down, but he didn't see his son pinching him like before, instead he heard Fei Wushu obediently calling him dad instead of old man like in a dream.

"Son, did you take the wrong medicine?" Feitu stroked his beard and pondered, "Still so happy to be stupid? Isn't it just a Capital Academy? As for it!"

"Guys who have always regretted not being admitted to the Capital College when they were young are not qualified to say that." Fei Wushu blinked his wet eyes, coughed lightly in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject, "Old man, what did you ask me to do?"

"I have a reason to want to see my son?" Feitu raised his arms and wrapped Fei Wushu into his arms, laughing rascally, "It's been a long time since we two have played, today I will practice with you!"

Fei Wushu waved his hand weakly: "You bully me with a ninth-level physical skill and a fifth-level physique. Do you think I'm stupid? Hurrying to be a sandbag for you?"

"Young people must be aggressive!" Feitu said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel, "How about this, I will fight you with a fifth-level physical skill."

"What you say is what you say." Fei Wushu answered quickly, twisted his body and slipped away from Feitu's arm, raised his foot and kicked Feitu's crotch. A hearty fight with the old man is already very far away in memory. Five years later, the old man will be infected with an unknown virus during an accident exploring a new planet, and his body will collapse quickly. With the financial and material resources of his family, It only lasted for the last five years.

No, speaking of it, since I was crippled, I have never entered the training room and sweated with the old man again.

Feitu dodged Fei Wushu's flying kick in a strange posture, and cursed through gritted teeth: "Stinky boy, you want me to die!"

"How come? You will definitely have a grandson, I guarantee this." Fei Wushu replied with a playful smile, but his slender eyes were already narrowed seriously, keenly responding to the fist attack from Feitu.

"You are not afraid of your aunts staying alone!"

"Of course I'm not afraid, you're the one who's afraid!" Fei Wushu rolled on the ground in embarrassment, avoiding Feitu's violent trampling, and before he had time to wipe off his sweat, he rushed towards Feitu who was still standing still. Go, "Also, you are not afraid that your mother will not let you go!"

Feitu was stunned by Fei Wushu's last words, and his cheek was distorted by Fei Wushu's punch, but before Fei Wushu backed away, he grabbed Fei Wushu's arm and single-handedly Swinging it up, it made a half arc from the air, and then smashed hard to the ground with a loud bang.

"Old...head...son..."

Fei Wushu felt that his whole body was broken. He lay on the ground and breathed in pain. After a long time, he said, "Your words don't count! The speed and strength of this nerve reflex are definitely beyond the fifth level of physical skills!" He was indignant .

Feitu rubbed his swollen cheeks, squatted next to Fei Wushu, condescendingly contemptuously to his son: "I used level five physical skills to fight you before, otherwise how could you hit me in the face? You said to fight with level five physical skills, but you didn’t say to use level five all the time, so what’s the point of talking, huh?”

Shameless!

Contempt was written in Fei Wushu's eyes: "You were beaten by me because you felt guilty towards my mother! No, no, no, you have a guilty conscience!"

"Bastard boy!" Feitu rubbed his nose resentfully, "Don't talk nonsense, your father and I will always only have your mother in my heart. It's not that your mother has left us for more than ten years, man, you know that ?”

Fei Wushu rolled his eyes, and stretched out a hand: "Pull me up." In fact, he really wanted to tell the old man that he would rather find another man who treats him sincerely, compared to the old man walking back and forth among women. His good woman, the old man is too lacking in love and lonely, so he becomes more and more violent.

Feitu ignored his request, instead sat down on the ground, rubbed his face and said, "Okay, let's get down to business. I'm really happy for you, brat, if you were admitted to the Capital College. Why don't you come and celebrate?" .”

Fei Wushu: "..." A celebration of being beaten almost in two?

Feitu laughed dryly: "I prepared a gift for you."

"where?"

"When you entered the door, I threw it to you."

"..." Thinking of the black box with the hidden weapon flying in, Fei Wuzhu was a little worried, the things inside might have been broken, right? What did the old man give me when I was admitted to the exam—Fei Wushu had a quick wit, “Fuck! Almost forgot about this future big killer!

"What if it breaks!" Fei Wushu kicked Feitu vigorously. In the past, Feitu delivered things to his room neatly, but now he smashed them. Is there a gift to hit someone with a gift?

Seeing Fei Wushu's expression, Feitu was a little surprised: "Do you know what that is?"

Fei Wushu said calmly: "Recently, the Federation has been promoting a holographic online game, but I heard that the spiritual guidance device needed has not been released yet. I didn't expect you, old man, to have one in advance because of your supernatural powers."

Feitu, who was praised, laughed loudly: "Don't look at your father, who am I!"

Fei Wushu deeply felt that there are some people who cannot be praised, such as Feitu.

"Then you can play the game. After going to the academy, you can't let go of your cultivation. Well, go back to your room after you have enough rest. After half a month, you will go to Capital Star with our fleet." Feitu finally tried his best Responsibilities, admonishing him that there is nothing to do, then stood up, patted his buttocks and walked cleanly.

Fei Wushu watched Feitu leave, but his body was so numb that he couldn't move. He lay on the ground for almost an afternoon, and then he got up bit by bit, went to the door, and picked up the plain black box.

He didn't need to open it, he knew that it contained a standard spirit guide device, the auxiliary facilities of the latest online game "New World OL" promoted by the Federation, similar to the game helmets and game cabins in the past.

This holographic online game is not produced and distributed by the federal company, its owner is the federal government. At the beginning, everyone was wondering why the government would take the trouble to promote an online game, but as time went by, people gradually understood the government's intentions.

In Newland OL, people can learn fighting, mechs, physical skills, and mental strength. Even ordinary players can learn a lot of life knowledge. Even if they are idle in the game, they can still have a good time.

Just being able to practice this item is enough for the people of the Federation to enter the game one after another. After all, in today's federation, the wages and salaries of job levels are directly linked to the level of physical skills and mental power. It is difficult for a person whose level is too low to manipulate working machinery.

Fei Wushu actually doesn't know much about this game. At most, they just know that this game will become the "Second Federation". At that time, economic and political competition will not only happen in reality, but also occupy a very important share in the game.

What Fei Wushu wants to do is to develop his power in the game when no one pays too much attention to this game in the early stage. The game world affects the real world, which is inevitable in the future.

Carrying the black box back to his room, Fei Wushu locked the door, opened the box, and took out a thin manual and a rectangular black box the size of a brick.

Open the homepage, there are three basic principles of the game:

1) This game is a 100% holographic simulation online game, truly unique in reality.

2) The player enters the game with a spiritual body, and takes away the body of the NPC in the game to create his own character. The appearance, identity, and abilities of the characters are all based on the information of the captured NPC. (Note: Please do what you can to seize the house, the high-level NPC has a very low probability of success).

3) The player has only one life, and cannot be revived after death in the game. It takes half a year to create a character again. Players please cherish life and stay away from battles!

Looking at these three seemingly uncomplicated principles, Fei Wushu who has played this game can realize the difference of this game.

He once planned to enter the game after arriving at the academy, but he didn't expect that an accident happened halfway, and his mental power was completely crippled. When he entered the game, he suffered a big loss. When he started to create a character, the spirit body entered the game world, found a senior teacher of a family and was about to seize the house, but he couldn't succeed at all, and he always exhausted his mental power and was forced to quit the game.

Later, he understood the four words "do according to one's ability", and chose one target with lower abilities than the other. It was not until he finally selected a fool, that he finally succeeded in winning the house, which was regarded as successfully creating his own character in the game.

The dude has no special abilities other than eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Just like him at that time, he is a complete waste.

In this game, the trash can only win the trash, and the elite can win the elite. The fairness is terrible, and there is no chance of luck at all.

With a body that cannot be cultivated, Fei Wushu simply used his identity as a dandy to live a dandyish life in the game. It was not until the game was praised by the people of the Federation that he realized that the game was too late. There are a lot of benefits, especially the benefits that a master can obtain in the game.

If he can enter the game with a spiritual body of level 5 spiritual power, then he will definitely be able to win the house of the senior teacher back then!

In the study room of the house, Feitu summoned the most loyal housekeeper, Zongshou, with a deep expression on his face: "Today, Wushu cried."

Zong Shou with a blank face: "..." This is definitely an auditory hallucination.

"What kind of expression do you have!" Feitu slapped the table, "This time it's real! Don't believe it!"

"I remember that when Master Wushu was twelve years old, you threw him into the underground arena for seven days. When he came back, most of his bones were broken, and he didn't shed a single tear when he was near death." Zong Shou complained indifferently. The violence of the unscrupulous Patriarch, "Can you tell me why Master Wushu is crying today?"

Feitu, who was accused, laughed dryly: "Actually, it's not considered crying. When I slapped him on the head, the boy's eyes were red. I didn't dare to expose him at the time. If the brat became angry from embarrassment, I don't know how to go along with it." Wool!"

Zong Shou looked at him suspiciously: "How hard did you use to slap the young master on the head? Feishou, the young master is very smart, you can't envy your own son."

"..." The feeling of being despised by the most trusted deputy is really uncomfortable, Feitu struggled to defend himself, "No matter how hard I beat and kicked him before, the brat's eyes never turned red. How did I know what's going on this time?"

Having said that, Feitu became confident again: "Zong Shou, I didn't call you here to make you doubt me. Go down and check, who has bullied my brat these days? My brat is definitely wronged!" He definitely didn't make him cry!

Zong Shou: "...Yes."

Zong Shou, who closed the door and went out, stood in front of the corridor window, staring at the sky for a long time, looking for the person who bullied Young Master Wushu? The person who wronged Master Wushu? Does such a person exist? On the contrary, it is easier to find...

It's a daunting task...

The author has something to say: popularize common sense: the patriarch of the Xiao family is not called the patriarch or the boss, he is called the bandit leader~~