Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 673 - 217: Prison? Dragon Field!

The man didn't understand why this group of people called the prison something like Dragon Field, but it was common sense among normal people that prison was not a good place.

Not to mention the outrageous suicide rates coming out from Night City Prison, which collaborates with DMS. Many people had to get artificial rectum implants after leaving, and he could only silently pray that his 'PY' wouldn't be targeted, since he couldn't afford a new rectum and sphincter.

However, this group of people dragging him along didn't seem as crazy as others thought. When acting normally, they were quite normal, chatting and laughing along the way, hardly paying him, the prisoner, any attention.

That package of drugs worth tens of thousands was burned completely to ashes.

Carfentanil isn't marijuana; burning it at high temperatures won't make everyone in the city high.

In the end, the man was sent tens of kilometers away to Dragon Field, feeling anxious all the way. In between, they even transferred him to another vehicle at Stone Ridge Mountain. This group seemed to have some deep cooperation with the city council, moving people out of the city without much paperwork.

The procedures to enter Dragon Field were much more troublesome, requiring the man to fill out numerous detailed forms about his past experiences, skills, and bad habits.

Even just walking through the main gate, a surge of ominous atmosphere hit him in the face.

Rumor had it that thousands of Chaotic Blade Association members, captured by mercenaries, were imprisoned here. These people roamed outside of civilization, known for killing without hesitation, and loved ambushing lone travelers on the highways. Many had fallen victim to their hands.

While holding his new clothes and toiletries, the man couldn't imagine the kind of torture and suffering he would endure here. Various mental scenarios caused his legs to tremble uncontrollably.

"This way."

Burns, a former NCPD officer and now a guard at Dragon Field, pulled the drug dealer, gesturing for him to move further inside.

Although he had seen many prisons and detention centers in Night City and witnessed various ways of handling prisoners, Burns still felt a sense of awe at this so-called Dragon Field.

"Listen, it's best to honestly abide by the rules here at Dragon Field, don't attempt to escape or organize others to cause trouble, or you'll end up in a very ugly situation." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

The man nodded vehemently.

Usually, there's no corporal punishment or beatings here.

There's only execution by shooting.

The players patrolling around Dragon Field are quite eager to use a few bullets for shooting practice by targeting those marked as escapees.

Even NCPD officers felt that these guys were a bit too extreme.

But to say these people are inhuman or insane wouldn't be correct.

"There are several districts here, an agricultural technology district, an engineering technology district, an electronic technology district, and an armed training district. According to the report you filled out, you're assigned to the mineral engineering team in the engineering technology district."

"You'll be given a quota of work each day, divided between field and office tasks. Completing them on time earns you labor points, which can be used to exchange for daily necessities, rent facilities, and use equipment within Dragon Field but not for exchange with others. If you want to live better, you better work diligently."

"Aside from that, there's three hours of education daily, with specialized technical instructors and political education teachers conducting classes. Meeting technical level and political education standards is your only opportunity to join the workforce after release; otherwise, be prepared to die here."

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What kind of ghostly stuff is this?

The man thought he heard wrong; isn't this place supposed to be a prison?

Why does it sound so bizarre?

And here, he also saw more and more bizarre things.

For instance, prisoners wailing with Super Dream Headbands on, their cries heart-wrenching, seemingly enduring some unbearable torture, muttering nonstop.

"I'll never do drugs again, I'm just a scumbag, I'm a bastard, I swear I'll never touch these again, I want to reform, I want to be a new person..."

The sight made one's scalp tingle, even making guard Burns swallow his saliva.

He knew what that was, having seen one himself, and hurriedly explained.

"Don't misunderstand, they're not watching illicit Super Dreams; these are specifically for treating psychological drug addiction symptoms. In short, it lets you experience the miserable, life-ruining consequences of drug use."

Arturo's Super Dream editing is far more complex than what the guard described; it's almost custom-made, with each person's version tailored uniquely to treat their condition.

Starting with private chats between the Killer Demon or those skilled in extracting stories from prisoners, understanding their pasts while trying to acquire photos of their loved ones—be it a wife or daughter, even if not available just a similar description works for modeling. Even their favorite idols aren't out of the question.

Then, based on these experiences, they craft an anti-drug propaganda piece, letting you repeatedly experience scenarios where you sell your wife and daughter for drugs, leading to an irrevocable broken home – a ruined life and family.

First, they construct an inherent psychological aversion to drugs in addicts, then work toward restoring neurological issues affected by substances.

Super Dreams can let you indulge in a beautiful world you refuse to wake from, just as they can motivate your desperate escape from a hellish realm.

The results far exceeded Lin Miao's expectations, thus he employed Arturo to form a team of dozens to focus on this task.

According to Arturo's report, he can even use this method to directly cure alcohol addiction, successfully turning more than a dozen of the Chaotic Blade Association, who were heavy drinkers, into monks abstaining from alcohol, without the side effects of torturing prisoners to death leading to loss of survival desire or suicide.

Simply having these people personally live through a dozen different bad endings due to alcoholism.

Selecting these bandit-like Chaotic Blade members for labor reform training to become company employees wasn't the best choice, but it provided a way to avoid military technology and many companies in Night City from noticing Lin Miao. Thus, he had to continue promoting it.

As for the disobedient, stubborn, and incorrigibly insane members, most probably wouldn't survive until now; those left are either honest or smart people.

This is a kind of natural selection, survival of the fittest, as compassion is reserved for those who need it.

The man secretly felt relieved, thankfully he hadn't used those things and didn't need to see those horrible Super Dreams.

Clint, from the corner of his eye, noticed the new prisoners passing by the door, but his attention wasn't on them but rather focused on the Adcardo agricultural technician on stage, who Lin Miao had hired.

They still had the first edition of printed "Agriculture" textbooks; printed materials had mostly fallen out of favor in this era, everyone favored the Super Dream teaching method, saving on teaching venues and materials. Yet, since the relevant Super Dreams were still in production and unavailable to buy, they had to proceed this way for now.

"Soilless cultivation is divided into hydroponics, aeroponics, and substrate culture based on media..."

Due to severe soil pollution in most areas, lands had to be reserved for growing top-tier economic crops like Chun Er Wheat, so the majority of crops were grown indoors in urban planting towers. Scarce yields made them exclusive to the wealthy who could afford real meat, while the rest only had access to vegetable paste and synthetic meat.

The farmer profession, once a hallmark of the United States, had vanished, with only Adcardo and a few nomadic clans retaining related skills.

Yet, to turn these mostly semi-literate Chaotic Blade who only knew how to shoot and kill into functional workers after brief training, Lin Miao needed to make agricultural planting as unmanned, automated, and simplified as possible, purchasing agricultural-related machinery in the market, having mechanists disassemble them, and work with agro-technicians to replicate simplified versions.

Lastly, establishing a blockchain and data chain to ensure each product bag could trace its logistics path and origin.

Then, one person raised a hand, interrupting the agricultural technician's teaching on stage, asking,

"Why is this being taught to us? Is it to sell us as commodities to companies, signing contracts of indenture?"

I also wanted to know why.

The agro-technician was internally full of frustration, knowing well what kind of scoundrels filled the Chaotic Blade Association from his experiences as an Adcardo; even pulling some civilians off Night City streets would suit farming better than them.

But money speaks, and having accepted Lin Miao's payment, he decided not to scrutinize the student's credentials.

"Uh... no."

The agricultural technician said, "To my knowledge, Horizon Corporation has an automated soilless cultivation base project planned in Big Sur, set to plant its first crop batch before spring this year. The seeds are already prepared, involving corn, wheat, potatoes, and some fruits."

"If you learn fast enough to attain a basic certificate by March, you could intern at this base. Passing the exam means you shed the prisoner tag and start working in the planting base."

"This applies to other technical training districts too."

(Came back late, still have work tomorrow, 2200 words left to go, will catch up tomorrow)