My Cyber Psychosis is Task Prompt-Chapter 272 - 157: Forced into Prostitution
He has a family, so he's afraid of dying.
John made the judgment in his heart, lazily straightened his jacket, like a car escort partner, and turned to the driver.
"I need to take care of some business in the Floating Life Capital, you help me pass through the basement's routine check, then park the car in the unloading area. Today, let's pretend we haven't seen each other... Your life goes on as usual, and the world remains peaceful. Is that okay?"
He deliberately slowed down his speech.
The driver took a deep breath and nodded.
[Okay. (Japanese)]
The voice plugin captured the reply.
John nodded and shifted his body, flipping over the seat, curling up in the shadow between the cargo and the cab in the back row.
The vehicle started slowly, with a slight jerk, perhaps because the car's condition was inherently bad, or possibly due to the driver's affected mindset.
John took the opportunity to scan the cargo, avoiding contact with anything dangerous or toxic. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
[Item: Lubricant]
[Volume: 150L*8]
[Manufacturer: Unknown Workshop]
"..."
John slightly raised an eyebrow, his eyes darting over the surface of the eight rubber barrels, realizing the front was a Sex Doll Club under the Owl Town gang's name. It seemed understandable, yet he was still somewhat shocked by the massive consumption.
While pondering, the truck had already stopped.
The flashing neon lights and the tremendous noise surrounding the club had penetrated the car shell. The engine remained running, the trunk opened, and footsteps wandered around.
John hid in the shadows, holding a gun in his hand, the light from the gaps between the rubber barrels casting a bright strip across his face. A few simple phrases of Japanese were exchanged, and the trunk lid closed heavily, plunging the interior back into darkness.
The truck quickly started, winding its way down the ramp.
John swayed several times due to inertia, whispered for the driver to stop near the equipment room.
Calormen's minivan steadily decelerated and turned off.
The main driver's door opened, followed by the passenger's, and then the sound of the driver's footsteps faded away.
John smoothly slipped against the wall, disappearing into the blind spot of vision, and before leaving, he looked back and saw the driver named "Kumazawa" standing within the camera's scope, smoking, like an ordinary man with worries in the basement before going home.
What a perfect hostage.
John internally gave a positive assessment, then raised his hood, walking in the shadows, seemingly casually twisting open the equipment room door, giving the impression he had a key, when in fact it was Igdrasir's brute force.
There are actually many lines in the basement affecting the entire building.
John began scanning, following the paths related to the network, and after checking several rooms, he finally found a device box serving as a signal relay station.
He plugged in the data cable.
Black Light surged like a tide, as if a pitch-black data ocean engulfed the cyber world, crushing Raqi Industry's firewall in breaths too quick for the mind to follow.
John distinctly felt it was not as fast as before.
Data streams flashed in his optical eye, and during the recent infiltration, he received substantial feedback from Black Light. By digesting the logs within, he understood the reason:
The largest Sex Doll Club on Sakura Cross Street had prompted vigilance from the Owl Town gang and Raqi Industry after encountering a rogue AI.
They dispatched network engineers at the fastest speed to update other clubs that hadn't been attacked, including "Floating Life Capital," implementing advanced firewalls—core components connecting to the company's network, that would alert the Network Security Department at the slightest disturbance.
These supposedly "secure" measures, essentially the "work" of Raqi Industry's sub-department team, deemed to be sophisticated protection programs capable of restricting AI invasion...
They were silently overcome by Black Light just like that.
