Players Invade Cyberpunk

Block Taipingzhou Fishery and spread the news that it has been attacked by unknown armed personnel. Lin Miao is determined to kill Huang Ban Sanlang here.

But the major corporations outside don’t see it that way, because Horizon Corporation has seen this happen before.

Previously, starting a war against Cuba was just a staged play with New America to find a reason for war. Everyone knows what’s going on, so now in their eyes, Lin Miao is simply repeating old tricks and acting with Huang Ban Sanlang.

As for the European agents lurking in Night City, they are also puzzled. There’s no way they dare to make any moves against Huang Ban Sanlang now; they all speculate whether some company’s peer has lost their mind.

No one really believes Lin Miao intends to kill Huang Ban Sanlang. After all, Huang Ban’s aircraft carrier is docked over there, and the combined military force of Night City isn’t strong enough to face them.

The only variable in the whole operation is precisely this aircraft carrier.

If they go berserk, Lin Miao absolutely can’t stop them.

"Is Lord Sanlang possibly under attack?"

Captain Ooshima Gouzai saw the message from Zhuchun Wulang and immediately wanted to deploy armed forces in Night City to forcibly rescue Huang Ban Sanlang.

But at that moment, another person accessed the command system of Kujira.

"Don’t come out. The target might be Kujira! There might be submarines or landing teams prepared nearby. Don’t fall for it."

Huang Ban Lai Xuan’s voice came through the radio, timely stopping Ooshima Gouzai’s order, plunging him into a dilemma.

"But Lord Sanlang..."

Huang Ban Lai Xuan sternly questioned.

"The Ninja Team has already protected us. Do you not even trust me? That’s my respected father! Do you think I wouldn’t be more concerned about his safety than you?"

As he said this, Huang Ban Lai Xuan nearly laughed out loud.

The discord between Huang Ban and his son is a known fact, but no one believes Huang Ban Lai Xuan would murder Huang Ban Sanlang. After all, who doesn’t have spats between father and son?

"Can you let me contact Lord Sanlang? Or Zhuchun Wulang, at least let me confirm Lord Sanlang’s safety."

Huang Ban Sanlang doesn’t have an exoskeleton, so naturally, he can’t access the network to report his safety, and must rely on others.

"Zhuchun Wulang wasn’t by Father’s side before, don’t you know?"

Ah!

Oh right.

Lord Sanlang sent Zhuchun Wulang to kill those offenders...

Damn it!

At this point, Ooshima Gouzai had to look to others for advice.

And the surrounding advisors and officers fully exercised their bureaucratic initiative.

"Major General, I think we should stay on the ship."

"Exactly, since it’s an order from Lord Lai Xuan, even if something goes wrong afterward, we still have an explanation."

"On the contrary, if we recklessly set out and Kujira gets attacked, we would be held accountable."

Doing more means more mistakes, doing less means fewer mistakes, doing nothing means no mistakes.

The orders come from above, and even if something truly goes wrong, it has nothing to do with these executors.

"Hmm... what you’re saying makes sense. Protecting Kujira is our duty, and a massive troop deployment into the city would violate Night City’s rules, possibly affecting relations between corporations."

Didn’t Ooshima Gouzai know what they were saying?

Of course, he knew. He just needed them to say it.

As a bureaucrat, it’s fundamental to throw the responsibility out so others bear it and keep oneself clean.

Orders come from above, advice comes from below.

So... don’t move!

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As Sanlang’s personal bodyguard, Zhuchun Wulang’s strength absolutely needs no further description.

The most advanced combat exoskeleton, its value alone surpasses Adam’s Hammer, further enriched by years of experience from Huang Ban Special Forces, coupled with the guidance of Takayama Shintaro, he is undoubtedly at the pinnacle of humanoid combat power in this world.

Clang!

Zhuchun gripped the sword and drew it; the blade scraped against the sheath with a metallic clang, vibrating 3~24.5 billion times per second, emitting a shrilling sound in the air.

Even weak ionization occurred around the three-foot blade, appearing as if cloaked in a layer of faint red luminescence, exuding murderous intent.

"The body may die, but the warrior’s name must not vanish."

He recited under his breath, his cybernetic eyes suddenly brightening in deep red, staring intently at the Natural Curl who was also drawing his sword.

This is not a simple opponent to deal with. For Lord Sanlang, he must give it his all.

And the pressure Natural Curl faced was even more terrifying. Zhuchun Wulang is not Adam’s Hammer; that inhuman killing machine Natural Curl barely concerns himself with its power.

If he loses, he loses.

If he wins, he wins.

Since entering this game, every battle he approaches with a fairly laid-back mindset, he and Wig both have this laid-back mindset—doing things however makes them happy.

But this time is different.

Anyone can lose, except when facing Huang Ban Sanlang’s man—losing is not an option even in a game.

If he loses, the old man would surely break him.

As for the exoskeleton, though embarrassed, he is currently in a state of being "kept." Rich woman Steamed Bun has plenty of money, there’s no shortage of illegal or gold exoskeletons.

Zhuchun Wulang’s exoskeleton is fully powered, his whole body expanding by a circle.

Not holding back, nor probing.

His figure instantly vanished, the ground tiles splintering, transforming into a red figure like a missile, crashing towards Natural Curl.

Before even getting close, the air pressure had blown Natural Curl’s hair into a wild dance; his eyes seemed to see nothing. Only barely could he sense a bloody red light approaching him.