Chapter 28: Sonic Attack Training

Yang Bo leaped up. Just now, he was only contemplating sound waves. He remembered how musicians could use sound waves to shatter wine glasses, so he casually tried it out… and it actually worked.

He didn’t even care about the girl showering in the house next door. He quickly got up and bought various materials like metal, ceramics, wood, glass, and plastic.

They were all small toy ornaments. The main point was to experiment and see how these materials reacted to different kinds of attacks.

Lately, Yang Bo also realized that the level of a skill doesn’t necessarily reflect one’s actual power. It also depends on one’s own strength. Like now, Yang Bo felt his abilities weren’t high enough. He couldn’t fully wield the Sonic Mastery at his current level.

But there was no way to grow his strength quickly. Still, Yang Bo was pleased with his progress during this time.

The next day, Yang Bo mastered the methods to attack different materials within half a day.

He snapped his fingers, and a full-metal ornament placed by the door instantly shattered into several pieces. Even identical ornaments cracked along different lines.

Yang Bo snapped his fingers again. Now standing at the farthest distance indoors, about seven or eight meters from the window to the door, a glass ornament automatically shattered.

Wood was the most resistant material to sonic attacks.

But there was one type of material Yang Bo could barely do anything to: soft plastic or silicone-like material. No matter how he attacked, it remained utterly unmoved.

Another troublesome material were composites, like some toys with wire supports inside. These didn’t work either.

Yang Bo wasn’t satisfied with the current techniques he had mastered. He pondered to himself: “To reach a level where I could shatter an object without leaving visible marks—that would be ideal.”

No sooner had he thought of it than he started practicing. Yang Bo didn’t have time to log into the game. The essence of the mecha game was to improve his own abilities.

Now Yang Bo was also training his power. By the afternoon of the second day, Yang Bo found a few tricks, but there was still a big gap from what he envisioned.

First, I’ll pass the Company’s simulation assessment. I’ll go to work tomorrow, then come back in the evening. I’ll find an opportunity to upgrade my sonic control to Grandmaster. I suspect those bats have returned.

The next day, at the Company, Liu Zhijie handed over a task list and said, “This is the last one left. You’re the last to arrive.”

Yang Bo saw it. He was assigned as an actual cleaner, responsible for cleaning a specific area. The working hours were from 10 p.m. to 4 a.m., taking care of a high-tech company’s showroom. When it closed, he’d be in charge of cleaning.

“Don’t worry, boss, it’s no problem.” Yang Bo hadn’t expected to be the last one, but it actually worked out.

“Well, off you go. Someone will meet you at the site.”

Yang Bo had the Task List in hand. This time, no one came to pick him up, so when he arrived, he looked around and found it was not far from where he lived—at SkyDome Amusement Park. This is the city’s largest entertainment facility, similar to Earth’s football stadiums, but fully enclosed, with the latest virtual imaging systems…

Beneath SkyDome Amusement Park were several massive exhibition halls that were actually a circle of buildings surrounding the SkyDome. Each hall was over ten meters high, and one of the heads brought Yang Bo to one of these halls: “Sir, you’re in charge of this exhibition hall. During working hours, clean up the trash on the floor.”

“You just need to walk around one lap with this vacuum cleaner, and don’t forget to leave your wristwatch outside while cleaning.”

“Got it?”

Yang Bo looked at the vacuum cleaner, which was like a pushcart: about a meter wide, one and a half meters long, and 70-80 centimeters high. The total area to clean was about one thousand square meters, and the exhibition hall was empty for now.

“No problem.” Yang Bo carefully read the instructions. It was simple enough: it ran on a rechargeable battery. He just needed to push it around. If there was a lot of trash, he’d have to manually change the trash bags.

Yang Bo registered and received a work permit. This permit would only allow him to enter after 10 p.m. It was said that Li Aidu’s concert tickets were already selling for at least ten thousand credits, and the exhibition halls were rented by big companies to showcase their products.

Yang Bo strolled back home, planning to return that night for work. It took about twenty minutes to walk. This job was great; it would last about 40 days, starting tonight until Li Aidu’s concert ended and after the exhibitors cleared out.

SkyDome Amusement Park had its own staff, but some companies didn’t like using people with chips implanted in them. Plus, SkyDome’s staff was limited, so for large events like this, they’d hire extra help.

Working the night shift was Yang Bo’s specialty. Back in the day, there was no way around it. If he hadn’t worked night shifts and overtime, he wouldn’t have made any money. And even then, the pay wasn’t great. By the time you get older and need to go to the hospital, you’ve spent all your earnings and have to work overtime again. How could you save anything? Then they feed you something ‘great’…

He considered testing his abilities outside but decided against it.

Back home, Yang Bo calculated that buying a house shouldn’t be an issue. But owning a house meant you’d have to pay at least one-tenth of its cost in annual expenses. The free dorm he was in was already fantastic. He had never lived somewhere this nice before—of course, the level of civilization was different here.

Besides, the dorms provided by An Zhijie Corporation were likely safer than his own home. This Community was a high-end one. To buy a house of the same size, Yang Bo figured it would cost about four to five million credits, with tens of thousands in annual taxes and fees.

“Forget it, I’ll wait a bit longer.” After thinking it over for three seconds, Yang Bo decided to focus on improving his power first.

“Enter the game.” Yang Bo was ready to log into the mecha game. For others, it was just a game. For him, it was how he increased his strength.

What Yang Bo didn’t know was that the name ‘Bird Slasher’ had become quite infamous. This unlucky guy had been blown up by the officials twice in just three days—the first in the game’s history.

Even that wasn’t the strangest part. His behavior was bizarre. First, he slayed birds. An eight-meter-tall mecha wielded a five-meter-long machete, slicing an unsuspecting, helpless, and pathetic bird in midair… Could a normal person even do something like this?

Then he started cutting grass… Seriously? Using a mecha to mow grass? Where’s his brain?

Yang Bo went into the system settings and turned off friend requests and invitations. He wasn’t planning to hunt mutant creatures or mutants anyway.

Yang Bo loaded himself up with Shockwave Bombs and strapped on two mini hydrogen bombs before heading out!

Little did Yang Bo know, the moment he left the Game Base, he was recognized by other players nearby. It was because of his mecha. He hadn’t modified it at all—just the standard ‘whiteboard’ model. And it was the least used, most outdated mecha in the game: the Razor Mecha belonged to the third generation. The latest versions were already over ten generations ahead.

“What the hell? What’s Bird Slasher planning now?” The sight of the Razor Mecha loaded with bombs gave off an aura of no return.

Yang Bo changed his direction. His destination was still the bats. It was an underground entrance. According to the game world, there was an enormous underground world built by mutant creatures deep below.