Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 885 - 286: After All, I’m Not Some Kind of Demon, Right? (3)

The smile on Jianxue's face even made V feel a chill.

"So, we just want to ask this Doctor Fingers to help us, transform them all into feminized sex dolls, let them work here, experience the pain those sex dolls once oppressed by them endured, and hence atone for their sins. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"

After hearing Jianxue's words, V even turned pale.

They've committed so many crimes?

Turns out you guys are the real gangsters!

Even the Tiger Claw Gang wouldn't stoop this low!

The Cuba Drug Trafficking Group are saints compared to you!

She finally understood what Doctor Fingers was resisting.

"That's why I say they're a bunch of lunatics. If this crazy idea gets out to clients, they'd definitely kill me."

Doctor Fingers' voice was almost pleading.

Telling you the sex doll you spent all night with is actually a man, nobody would be able to accept that.

"Don't worry, if you don't say, I don't say, who would know?"

Jianxue couldn't care less; they wouldn't spend money here anyway.

If it weren't for the Medical Department players not being able to touch genitals, would he, a street doctor, get this job?

V's mind was buzzing, while Ruzuo continued persuading.

"Doctor, you're not harming them; you're saving them."

"See those two jinguans at the door? If you don't agree, I'll chop off all their heads and pile them there. By then, these deaths will be on your hands. But if you do it, you'll be the great benefactor who saved their lives!"

"Not killing them is the greatest kindness."

"Back in our hometown, you'd get a statue built in your honor and be offered incense and worship."

"You... you're simply devils..."

Doctor Fingers shakily pulled out a cigarette and lit it from his pocket. He decided, after this job, he'd wash his hands of the underworld and find a legitimate job.

"Five thousand Orokin per surgery, and you figure out the prosthetics yourselves."

He didn't want to get involved with any sex dolls in the future only to find out they're men — no amount of 82 disinfectant would clean his dignity.

"Alright, it's a deal."

The BOSS approved the funds; the players didn't care how much Doctor Fingers wanted. As for prosthetics, with so many dead today, they lacked nothing but prosthetics.

Jianxue pointed at the unconscious person and said,

"Let's start with this guy, turn him into a pale-skinned, flat-chested, blonde, twin-tailed, cat-eared loli."

".....Alright."

Doctor Fingers gritted his teeth and agreed,

"I'll go list the required prosthetics; you just prepare the items."

An eavesdropping V felt like she was going crazy.

Turning those gang leaders and thugs into women to serve as sex dolls for clients....

I can't take it anymore; this crazy world needs to end!

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In times of peace, people think prostitution is consensual, a mutually enjoyable exchange of money for goods and services.

In reality, it's human trafficking, violent control, abuse, widespread transmission of STDs, and rampant drug addiction.

If prostitution were legalized, villains would have a hundred ways to force the righteous into submission. In societies where chaos reigns, sex workers' living conditions worsen.

Prostitution opens further avenues for drugs and gambling, further eroding the entire social order.

Aveline Parker considered herself a high-end sex doll at Yunding, entertaining elite figures, including top company executives. Yet, in everyone's eyes, she was no different from the silicone dildos sold in street shops.

She had no dignity, status, or money.

Sometimes she had to fight with other sex dolls for favor in front of a client, enduring humiliation just for fewer beatings.

To survive in such an environment, every sex doll had their secrets.

Aveline Parker's secret was immigrating to Europe.

In Night City's advertisements, Europe was a paradise on earth, where one could live a prosperous life without working hard. There was no employer exploitation, no violent crime. As long as you immigrated, everything would get better.

But dreams and paradise share the same trait of being unattainable places.

Like Lucy, who once dreamt of the moon, Aveline also couldn't save any money.

Drugs to treat depression cost money, prosthetic maintenance cost money, inhibitors cost money. The little tips from clients each month wouldn't last long before running out completely.

Now, with everything completely destroyed, even Yunding was blown up by these lunatics.

The higher-ups of the Tiger Claw Gang were completely wiped out, and Adam's Hammer dispatched by Huang Ban was forcefully fought back by these madmen.

What would she do then?

Completely unaware of what's happening outside, Aveline Parker was plunged into immense confusion and fear of the unknown future.

What would these people do to her?

[Aveline! Aveline!]

It was a communication call from Judy.

Seeing someone familiar, the usually strong Aveline clung to it like a lifeline.

[Judy, I...]

[Judy: Oh my God, I heard something happened at Yunding. Are you okay?]

[Aveline: A group of lunatics, they rushed in killing everyone. Now they've captured all of us, I don't know what they plan to do.]

[Judy: Okay, calm down and listen to me. This has nothing to do with you. They're here to cause trouble for the Tiger Claw Gang, and not just you. All the underground bars in the city have been raided by them. But these people shouldn't harm you, so don't do anything rash.]

Lizzie's was one of the few gangs and bars that wasn't hit by player retaliation during this conflict. Judy had pulled an all-nighter yesterday and was dead asleep with her headphones on all day, only waking up at dawn to find out what had happened.

Then she heard about what happened at Yunding. Her first instinct was to ask Wagako for help, to see if they could get people out.

And the answer Wagako gave her was, stay quiet, do nothing, and there wouldn't be any issues.

PS: Don't mention Southeast Asia's Pattaya in Thailand. Even in today's Western countries, sex industry workers, especially those controlled by gangs, are no different from slaves. 37% are under direct drug control, with a plethora of issues.

Moreover, for goodness' sake, is Huang Ban Lai Xuan blind? Or has his sense of aesthetics become so distorted?