Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 888 - 287: Normal Performance of the Major Ward (Part 3)
In the future, there's bound to be major battles. He saw expert data on forums about them opening up in Cuba, where there are a ton of warlords, making Hansen look like nothing more than a second-rate force in comparison.
As for salary...
Players always fend for themselves.
Guilds just provide a place to concentrate their power.
Apart from a large cache of firearms, Hansen's assets include military-grade body modifications he's hoarded.
These are the airdrop supplies the players fought for when they first entered Dog Town, most of which are purple-grade equipment, sure to incite fierce competition among combat players during the auction.
Though Hansen's affair may be resolved, the situation in Dog Town is far from over.
Especially when it comes to military technology.
The nuclear leakage in Dog Town is accelerating, with radiation levels slowly rising every hour. At this rate, it won't be long before it can't be hidden anymore.
Current CEO Lucas Harvard and President Miles gave a direct order to erase all data and traces related to military technology.
Including the experimental data from Little Beidou.
Although Alex tried his best to transmit the data back to Military Technology, time was limited and there was interference from roaming AI. Some minor nodes couldn't be sent back in time.
And the Intelligence Bureau agent in charge of this unfortunate part ran into a group of people.
A group searching around for hidden instances related to roaming AI.
Leaning on someone's outstanding stealth skills, they actually found a hidden bunker related to Little Beidou.
That's exactly the one reactivated in '69 when Military Technology returned to Little Beidou Laboratory.
Exchange Coupon watched the big screen featuring a man calling himself Ivan McCree, who was explaining that he came to this bunker on Military Technology's orders to try and find useful information from the heaps of research data and then assist in rebooting some experimental Black Wall projects.
Their operations didn't seem smooth, though. The matrix algorithm for re-domesticating the roaming AI inexplicably failed, and even that previously confined AI rebelled.
The situation persisted for nearly two months before the encroaching war forced a withdrawal from Night City, leaving even the downloaded data behind.
The glamorous woman sitting at the console looked at the technician on the screen, clicking her tongue in amazement, telling Exchange Coupon
"Did you hear that? Military Technology knew long ago about a roaming AI hidden in Little Beidou; Hansen died truly unjustly. I feel a little sorry for him."
"There are surprisingly hundreds of small reactors hidden down here; Military Technology has been playing a truly wild game for decades."
"Re-domesticating roaming AI..."
Exchange Coupon watched the screen silently.
Isn't this exactly what we're doing in the old net?
Capture the roaming AI, thrash it, then have Master Lucy or Song Zhaomei capture it and erase past data, turning it into a blank AI starting from scratch.
He thought it wasn't that hard, yet Military Technology's decades-long experiments always fell short, giving him a sudden sense of irony.
He told the band behind him, The Beatles
"Help download this data. Sending it back is likely worth quite a few points." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮
Not being combat-oriented, Beatles members still follow along to level up in dungeons, necessitating skill points.
Bassist Yas pointed at programming engineering skills; not having hacker talent doesn't mean he can't handle computers, and he can manage some programming cracks.
Of course, no matter where they go, these guys are inseparable from their instruments, the type that plays a song when the mood strikes.
Just as Yas was copying programs, the glamorous woman suddenly said
"Someone's coming in."
Exchange Coupon nodded; he also heard faint footsteps outside the bunker.
Besides, the intruder's entry didn't trigger the defense facilities...
Either their infiltration skills are unbelievably high, or they're hackers.
Or they have permissions, belonging to Military Technology or New America.
Indeed, the mechanical gate of the control room opened and a man dressed in a leather vest, styled like a British gentleman, aimed a pistol at those inside.
His smoky voice is distinctive
"Good morning, everyone."
Dante took a quick glance at the few people inside, forming a slight assumption.
All from Horizon Corporation.
If that's the case, it's easier to talk.
After all, Horizon Corporation and New America are on the same front.
He lowered his gun, withdrawing hostility.
"Sorry, I thought I'd run into Hansen or agents from other companies."
The glamorous woman frowned, seeing no results from scanning but bearing a neutral unit mark
"Which agency are you from?"
"I'm an Intelligence Bureau agent, codename Dante."
Dante introduced himself
"I'm sure you know, this is a bunker built by Military Technology. I'm here to recover some data, exactly what you're downloading now."
"Regarding this, I must apologize; until upper management speaks up, Horizon Corporation probably won't have access to those things. Of course, negotiations can happen above, but that's beyond what we can interfere with."
In his view, Horizon Corporation is a subsidiary of Military Technology, following New America's orders makes sense. Even if they want the data inside, it's still a matter for higher-ups.
Privately pocketing isn't a wise choice.
However, for the players, something far more important than the data has emerged.
"What did you say your name was?"
The glamorous woman's eyebrows rose slightly
"Dante."
The agent repeated.
"..."
A few players exchanged glances, the deeper meaning in their eyes unmistakable.
[Persia] made a sweeping gesture, making Dante think they might make a move, but instead, he was met with a drum set being dragged out of a nearby box?
Exchange Coupon sat in the chair, pulling out the data hard drive, turning his back to Dante and said
"If you want it"
"then you will have to take it."
"but you know the rules."
Thump thump thump thump thump
An inexplicable beat rhythm sounded under Persia's drumming.
PS: The Dante players saw in "All Blessings" actually died long ago, killed by Soul Killer; the one we encountered is a fake Dante possessed by a roaming AI.
PS: The Beatles is a homophone for Base 4
