Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 692 - 222: Whose Cake Did I Mess With? Capital, You Win. (For Real)

The high-end medical drugs that the wealthy enjoy are worlds apart from what ordinary people can access, and they even have their own private doctors.

However, when it comes to food, while they might be keen on eating so-called real meat and vegetables, it doesn't mean they completely avoid artificial foods.

Jack Ma wouldn't eat a box of vitamins costing two bucks, but he might actually drink a bottle of mineral water for two bucks and pork for fifteen bucks a pound.

Can you imagine the expression on Zieg Q's face when he received the information from the show crew halfway through his meal?

He vomited the whole afternoon and even went to see a doctor to flush his stomach.

Since then, he has been afraid to recall every meal he's ever eaten.

They're indeed eating people, but that doesn't mean they are willing to accept the literal meaning of eating people.

Even those Cultists living underground in the Watson District would at least cultivate their own food with care, home-grown and reassuring.

"How do you plan to explain these things!"

Zieg Q's face twisted, and along with it, every viewer in front of the TV screen twisted as well.

In many restaurants, diners who were chatting and laughing put down their cutlery when they saw what was being broadcast on TV.

They knew their food wasn't clean, to put it bluntly.

The water used to flush toilets by middle and senior company management was cleaner than the water they drank; even truly bacteria-polluted water was far cleaner than the drinks they consumed daily. They simply weren't in a position to pursue so-called hygiene and health.

But some things shouldn't be brought to light.

Even if true, they mustn't be.

On the scale, it weighs less than a couple of ounces, but once aired, it can't be stopped even by a thousand-pound force.

Albertson could carry a Type 31 heavy machine gun, play "I don't eat beef" on the street, finish an entire magazine on dozens of random lucky passersby, and then walk away with NCPD cleaning up her mess. But do you see her saying that in public?

We poor can live by gnawing on tree bark and eating husks, or even starve, but that doesn't mean the emperor and officials can take it for granted, let alone speak it aloud.

Several food companies that had obtained 'dirt' on Horizon Corporation were preparing to contact a few TV stations and newspapers to stir up public opinion. When they heard that Gloria was invited to participate in Tonight's Talk program, they already had a bad feeling. Seeing this, they lost their minds.

"Stop it! Call Channel 94! Tell them to stop the program immediately!"

"What do they want? Are they declaring war on us?"

"Publish it, publish all the information we have, and from now on, close the factory gates in Night City. Without orders, no workers are allowed to leave!"

It wasn't unheard of for TV stations to broadcast corporate scandals, but most stopped at surface-level competition, criticizing trivial matters. It usually didn't go this far unless relationships were entirely severed.

But what is Horizon Corporation doing?

They are smashing the dining table of the entire industry, intending to ruin everyone's businesses!

Even military technology wouldn't go mad and explode against the European Community.

Yet Gloria and the players wouldn't let them off, would they?

If they're going to strike, they must punch hard enough to leave them breathless, using the fastest and most ruthless force to ensure they can't counterattack.

Moreover, this isn't just about Horizon Corporation's business. Horizon's pure water market had an excellent initial response, and military technology placed great importance on it. Although prices were extremely low with almost no profit, Lin Miao explained it as occupying the market niche, collapsing other companies' competitive methods.

Will they increase the price? There's plenty of opportunity for that later.

Besides, didn't I already head to Europe to prepare high-priced products? 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Why target the poor, when taxes have been collected fifty years in advance? Who has money, make money off them.

So, when military technology decided to smash open the doors of the light industry market from the water market, with the assistance of Kangtao and Ye Corporation, how many resources could they mobilize?

They can't take down Huang Ban.

But can't I handle a bunch of small fries like you?

Soon, someone frantically came back to report to their leader:

"It's bad, several newspapers announced they would stop working with us, and even a few TV stations aren't accepting our materials."

"Voi, our factory has been surrounded! Those reporters ambushed near our factory in advance. Now they're about to break down the gates; should we let the guards open fire?"

"Shoot? You're now broadcasting live, shooting journalists? Aren't you in deep enough already? You want to die, go die by yourself! Don't involve me!"

"It's military technology and Kangtao. Our people found out they're the ones who entered News 54 Company a few hours ago. Surely they reached an agreement in advance."

"If military tech's media can't be relied on, then find Huang Ban; they must be willing to help."

Usually, Huang Ban never shies away from opposing military tech, and if you claim that you have the means to blow up the military tech building, they'd even provide you bombs for free.

But this time is different.

"What? They're not picking up? Why!"

The beautiful Miss Meizhi Huang, upon seeing the news, also glanced at the bottle of real water on her desk.

She was in an incredibly foul mood.

And she didn't feel like eating dinner tonight.

Dozens of media channels, dozens of newspapers, hundreds of radio stations, thousands of journalists all seemed to receive a command from the same person, simultaneously launching at a few food companies, spreading at terrifying speed, reaching two dozen states under New America within a day.

Two hours later, the Night City Council issued an order to assemble a review team to enter several food processing plants to verify if the media reports were accurate.

They vividly demonstrated what capital power in the news world truly meant.

"Damn it, it's just the water business! How much of military tech's pie did we touch? To the point where they'd orchestrate such a massive scheme against us."

In just a few days, the legal departments of several old food giants in Night City were inundated with court subpoenas. The company gates had feces thrown over them, and even employees might be thrown excrement while walking on the street.