Players Invade Cyberpunk

"Huang Ban Sanlang! Screw your ancestors! Your Hirohito is a dog!!!"

They even played a loudspeaker of the Japanese Army surrendering to the Allies.

Everyone else at the dock fell silent instantly, not daring to speak, as quiet as only the sound of the waves crashing could be heard, and even the wind stopped.

Of course, there were those guys laughing crazily.

The reporters didn’t need to look to know who those people were. Even without wearing Horizon Corporation’s uniforms, only they in all of Night City would do such a thing.

Huang Ban Sanlang’s face showed a murderous intent, his whole body trembling as he pointed his finger at the American five-star general.

"Kill him! Zhuchun, I want you to personally go down and bring back that guy’s head for me! Find out who’s behind them, don’t leave anyone!"

As for the taunting, he actually didn’t care much, Huang Ban Sanlang only cared about that guy!

Kill him!

Kill him!

This was the first time Zhuchun had ever seen Huang Ban Sanlang show such a blatant killing intent.

Who is that guy?

"Yes!"

Zhuchun Wulang did not dare to hesitate and quickly agreed.

If he used any security or let others do it now, San Lang-sama might take his life.

Seeing hovercars flying out from the aircraft carrier and heading straight for them, a few players who had just returned to Night City and hadn’t had the chance to go to Cuba laughed out loud.

"Breaking defense! Breaking defense! Huang Ban Sanlang is breaking defense!"

"I am your daddy! Little Japan!"

"The big knife swings towards the devils’ heads～～"

"San Lang-san! When is the hometown sakura blooming? Emperor Xiaochuan said he wants to go see."

The few ran away while yelling wildly.

They showed no fear towards this aircraft carrier, even the Huang Clan’s emblem didn’t look better than toilet paper designs.

If there weren’t so few players in Night City now, and neither side was marked red, they would rush onto the carrier and fight, capturing Huang Ban Sanlang himself.

As for others, what right does an old Japanese relic have to live?

Given a chance, players would screw his head off and kick it like a ball.

Meanwhile, the news of the Huang Clan’s aircraft carrier arriving in Night City quickly spread among the Cuban players, marveling at the unexpected event while speculating if it might be a prelude to the next big event or version update.

Even Lin Miao was surprised, not expecting Huang Ban Sanlang would come so quickly; it seems relic’s importance to him is beyond expectations.

But that’s not important.

Huang Ban Sanlang is not as important as what Lin Miao needs to do right now.

It’s probably the most important moment in Lin Miao’s life, he specifically found New Dynasty Elegance for a fortune telling, picking a perfect lucky day.

Then took a thorough bath, changed into a plain robe under Lucy’s puzzled gaze, borrowing her cosmetics to paint his face pale, even dancing the shaman dance in the living room.

"What are you doing?"

"Bathing, burning incense, worshiping ancestors and praying."

"What?"

Lin Miao didn’t answer her question, instead lighting three cigarettes placed on a bowl of white rice, and with both arms stretched out, circled around the bowl, chanting.

"Body practiced like crane form, two volumes of scriptures under a thousand pine trees."

"I come asking the Dao unsaid, clouds in the blue sky, water in the vase."

In his heart, Lin Miao shouted loudly.

Eternal life and health Emperor of Heaven Holy Sage Powerful Spirit Loyalty and Filial Piety Emperor! Assist me!

He stomped with one foot, the sacred seal opened and the floor tiles cracked under him.

"Open! Reverse the great situation!"

Lucy hurriedly curled up her legs on the couch, afraid of catching his madness.

Lin Miao of course wasn’t crazy, he was drawing cards.

The office’s scale has reached twelve buildings, combined with other industries, on average currently garnering resources for 48 draws from the basic card pool daily, but Lin Miao doesn’t draw much often, mostly drawing something good for players throwing it into the pool, at times even obtaining some advanced technology, while the rest are saved.

Because he knows well he isn’t European, so if gambling, gamble on something big.

Only a big construct can yield miracles!

It’s about smuggling into Europe with a bang!

Draw only from the highest-level card pool, saved up a full 10,000 points for 100 draws from the advanced card pool, even if Brother Ni comes, he should be drawn into the cotton field to work.

Lin Miao doesn’t ask for much, something like the Autumn Wind’s Tower or Plasma Spark Tower, if not, even Doraemon is acceptable.

Show up!

Raccoon-type parenting robot!

In front of Lin Miao, suddenly appeared a golden multi-stage cube-like thing, constantly changing, its speed very dizzying.

He sighed.

This advanced card pool is really different, with a separate card draw animation made, intermediate doesn’t even have fur.

ping!

The cube stopped, beginning to dismantle itself, revealing a... data file?

This data file was absurdly large, several tens of T in size, Lin Miao integrated it into the system, opened it for a look.

[Anti-gravity engine design drawings and related theses]

What in the world!

Is this considered a gold card?

The proliferation rate of this thing is quite high, whether it’s floating battleships or space ships, all use it, and getting smaller and more refined.

Huang Ban could condense it into one Exoskeleton King Kong already represents countless efforts from the research department.

On the frontline battlefield, this thing is simply a massive weapon, offering an overwhelming advantage over ordinary soldiers, way more terrifying than heavy power armor!

Speaking broadly, it is the foundation of all aerospace vehicles.

Looking through the directory thoroughly detailed, from material parameters, processing methods, precision components all included, as for deeper, Lin Miao just glances at it feeling his SAN value drop to zero, anytime about to face the true face of the ancient deity.