Hefty-type rare expertise, not yet at the level of template expertise, making Han Xiao more resistant to attacks.

He remembered that Hela also had resilience expertise, similar to the effect of [Extraordinary Physique]. By the way, the life bonus gave him more than 300 extra hit points.

"Is it really okay for a Mechanic like me to become so tanky..." Han Xiao was dumbfounded. Was he being forced to fight people head-on with his physical body? He felt that if this continued, his style would collapse. He just wanted to be a quiet, technical Mechanic. Melee combat was for brutes!

"I need to find some offensive expertise, or manufacturing expertise, but this type of template expertise is too rare. Most template expertise is still defensive or amplification-type."

As a Mechanic, the expertise that could match his machinery was the ability he needed most. Han Xiao had been trying to trigger a [One-Shot Kill] expertise. Although this was not template expertise, the effect was also very good. It required dealing a massive amount of damage with gun-type weapons to targets of at least the same level fifty times. He had completed nearly forty times, but now enemies of the same level were becoming more and more difficult to find, and it would take some time to complete.

As for the short-term enhancement potions, he planned to keep some for the rapid injection modules of his mechanical suit. The other potions were stored away, and selling them when he had the chance would bring in a lot of money, preferably to players.

Among these potions, one potion was actually in an unfinished state, with only one vial.

[Unknown Potion: A semi-finished product of some potion, effect unknown]

The color was transparent and clear, like water. Generally, unknown things would have unexpected effects. Han Xiao intuitively felt that this thing was not simple, but he would not use it when the effect was unclear.

"Louis Research Institute may complete the research later. When I come back then, I'll know the effect of the finished product." Han Xiao raised his eyebrows.

To make potions, he would have to transfer to the secondary profession [Apothecary], or learn magical potion knowledge. Han Xiao was not interested in concocting potions, which would take up a career slot for nothing. Moreover, he felt that making potions was different from making machines, because potions required strict material ratios and production processes, and a single mistake would lead to failure. Reading the instructions seemed easier and simpler.

In the afternoon, Han Xiao smuggled himself out of Cambus. He still had a deterrent and intimidation mission in Red Maple. The officials Bennett wanted him to intimidate all lived in the Red Maple capital, and the two contact people who had gone to scout were already waiting in Maple Leaf City.

The Red Maple capital was called "Kalimoqi", meaning Maple Leaf City.

…

The consortium that sponsored the Louis Research Institute immediately posted a reward on the dark web, the target being "Heisenberg", with a photo of Han Xiao's appearance at the research institute, as well as a short surveillance video of him wearing his mechanical suit and rushing out of the research institute.

Germination soon saw this information.

"There is no such executive in the organization."

The leader looked surprised. The organization only had some hidden intelligence personnel and spies left in other continents. He had not sent anyone to rob a civilian research institute. There was only one possibility: this "Heisenberg" was a fake, deliberately using Germination as an excuse.

He didn't even think this was a frame-up... because framing Germination was simply superfluous. The whole world was targeting them now, and they didn't care about having one more enemy.

Ever since Germination became a stray dog, any Tom, Dick, or Harry regarded them as a toothless tiger, kicking them when they were down. Which crack in the stone did this small fry Heisenberg crawl out of?

The leader's focus was on the performance of the mechanical suit. He was surprised to find that this mechanical suit even exceeded the organization's technology. Even the super soldier experiment, which had been making breakthrough progress, had not achieved this level of practicality.

"If we can obtain the technology of this mechanical suit, the organization's individual combat capability will be greatly improved. Which force developed this new type of mechanical suit? If it's an enemy..."

The leader tightened his grip on the corner of the table, leaving clear finger marks on the steel table. His tone was serious, and he ordered, "Let the intelligence network secretly pay attention to the whereabouts of the user of this mechanical suit. I want to know everything about his movements."

It was a pity that this was the only time Han Xiao's mechanical suit was observed. Germination's intelligence personnel did not find more information. It was extremely mysterious.

"A force that can develop this kind of mechanical suit must have huge resources to support it." The leader felt that he had discovered the tip of the iceberg of a hidden force, but unfortunately, there were no clues, so he could only let it go for the time being.

He calmed himself down and asked about another matter, "How is the capture of the Players progressing?"

The deputy took out a file, "Currently, 2,103 Players have been captured. Originally, the Players were clustered in a few fixed locations. They are actively avoiding our capture, dispersing to other areas. More and more people are resisting arrest, and our actions are being hindered."

"Mr. Cerberus has a new theory. Experiments have shown that even without brainwashing, these Players will accept various forms of employment and act with a clear purpose. The Players do not understand many common-sense issues and speak strangely. Moreover, there seems to be some kind of special connection between the Players. Some Players know each other, and the reason is being investigated, but there has been no more progress. 'These Players are more like ancient people who have traveled from the past'... uh, these are Mr. Cerberus's original words."

The leader: "What is the reaction of the Six Nations to the Players?"

"Intelligence networks show that the Six Nations have sent their own teams to contact the Players, with varying attitudes, both mild and tough..."

The leader nodded and pondered, "They have stopped their war preparations, but they will not stop forever. Agents from various countries have infiltrated Andea. Find them. I want their every move to be under our surveillance. I have a feeling that the Players will be the key to winning this war."

…

The sunglasses reflected the appearance of a luxurious villa, as well as plainclothes security personnel patrolling inside and outside the manor at all times. A white-skinned old man dressed like a tramp pushed his sunglasses, touched the round hat covering his bald head, and the miniature earpiece hidden in the round hat.

"Four-story duplex villa. The manor gate requires an internal system to open. There are two standard security teams patrolling outside the manor, and one team inside, for a total of eighteen security personnel. The target leaves every morning at eight o'clock, riding in a bulletproof sedan, with two teams following to protect him. He has lunch in the government building's internal restaurant and returns home between six and seven in the afternoon, with the same personnel following to protect him."

Hannes adjusted his sunglasses and spoke softly into the earpiece, "The target lives in the Red Maple political district. There are many patrol police and sentries on the road. If you are going to take action on the road, it is best to be quick."

A calm female voice came from the earpiece, "Then let's do it on the road. It reminds me of the old days."

Hannes said dissatisfied, "I'm really crazy. I have to come out and work with you even after I've retired, and it's still kidnapping a high-ranking official from Red Maple. Damn it, Greian, why the hell did you have to find me? Wouldn't it have been better to find Bennett? That guy is still fighting on the front lines. Did you have to come and find this old retiree? Can't you just let me have a few years of peace!"

"Hmph, you owe me a favor, and I don't like Bennett. That guy left me with three gun muzzles thirty-three years ago." The third person's voice sounded in the earpiece. Greian was a burly man with a voice like a cannon, "Don't be a sissy and complain all day long. Did the leisurely days of planting vegetables and waiting to die every day wear away your toughness and turn you into a spineless woman?"

Wirnina calmly said, "Gentlemen, don't forget there's a woman here."

"I'm sixty-eight years old. You're even a year older than me. It's not normal to still be thinking about fighting and killing." Hannes was speechless.

"Hmph, not even seventy years old. Is that old?" Greian hummed and hawed for a while, then changed his tone and said seriously, "In nine seconds, a patrolling police officer will appear around the corner. Be careful to hide."

Hannes hunched his back, and his aura instantly became inconspicuous. Nine seconds later, a patrolling police officer walked out from the corner. Seeing Hannes, he walked up and shouted, "Check your ID!"

Hannes took out a fake ID that looked real. The police officer looked at it twice, handed it back, and shouted, "Don't loiter here. Get out of here."

Hannes moved his feet, walking slowly like an old man. After passing the corner, his steps became lighter, and he whispered, "There are too many patrol police and sentries in this area. If you want to kidnap the target silently, it's best to do it at night."

"Come back first. The three of us will discuss how to act." Greian said in a deep voice.