The design of each building on the company square varies greatly from inside to outside, as it represents the company's image.

But now, the Zeta Technology building is emitting a stench that warns humans away, and the foul odor has spread to cover half of the square.

Originally, the air in Night City wasn't great. Now it's even worse. The nauseating smell almost makes every corporate dog want to vomit.

People with nasal implants are better off; they can simply turn off their smell module. Those without implants suffer, forced to endure the stench as they escape into the building, sealing doors and windows, running the air filtration system at full power to barely resist the invisible biochemical attack.

And mentally curse all of Zeta Technology's mothers.

Inside Zeta Technology Corporation, the situation is akin to Hell.

The spray from restrooms on the lower 30 floors almost covered the common areas and, due to gravity, dripped down staircases and railings, floor by floor.

People downstairs perfectly experienced what it means to be showered in shit, and the worst part is that this stench is mixed with previously released stimulants, leaving people feeling

"Damn, this stinks!"

"I can't, I need to breathe in again (deep breathe)"

"Ugh~~"

"It's still so damn smelly!"

"Breathe in again"

The dual torment of will and sanity makes it difficult to resist; employees are fleeing madly, then dropping to their knees in the strange stares of bystanders, wailing hysterically.

"No!!! This job is too hard! I can't do it anymore!!!"

Many people are having huge mental breakdowns; the work pressure is already high, and now this happens. Are they trying to kill us?

It's imaginable that this day will be permanently etched in their minds, becoming a lifelong nightmare.

"Investigate! Find out what's going on!"

The top-floor executives learned of the turmoil below, their faces turned iron-blue with a mix of fortune, grateful their office isn't downstairs, and the drainage system is separately designed; otherwise, they'd struggle to escape the disaster too.

"Also, spare no expense to safeguard important company assets, quickly arrange the cleaning company to clear this mess! Act fast! Everyone get moving!"

Though there are several cleaning robots in Zeta Technology's building, the dung amount clearly exceeds their work capacity; some things still need people.

"Ohayo, Konnichiwa, this is Ogasawara Hygiene Cleaning Company, happy to serve you."

"Ah, really? Wakari-mashita, we'll be right there."

The big boss hung up the phone with a face showing everything going as planned.

The hygiene cleaning company isn't some major enterprise, just a small Haywood company, hacking their website and cutting off communications is all too easy.

While everyone at Ogasawara was unaware of this, a group of people had already donned their work uniforms and headed toward the company square.

"I didn't expect Brother Xun to know Japanese. You never showed it!"

Brother Ni nearly cracked up hearing the other's mixed Sino-Japanese accent.

"I only know these few phrases, learned from watching anime. But for real Japanese you should go to NO's place; his wife is a Neon Person, so he must speak better than me."

The big boss didn't feel awkward, if anything, wore an 'I'm dumb and proud' expression.

And they weren't worried about Zeta Technology employees finding it suspicious, given it's a California-based enterprise, it's unlikely they'd hire Neon People.

Moreover, the translation software doesn't do live interpretation but translates subtitles. As long as the receptionist thinks it sounds like Japanese, the accent isn't much concern.

"Alright, we're here."

The big boss parked the car downstairs, swaggered out, opened the doors, followed by at least ten cleaning vans.

Zeta Technology had entered a lockdown state, with a wave of fully armed agents standing guard at the entrance.

But the players weren't afraid of being recognized. Although they couldn't achieve the extreme mimicry of Handz's system last time, changing their faces and stealing identity credentials was a walk in the park for these healthcare players and hacker players, called Funny Man Sitting Way.

This time, though, the person leading the teams wasn't the big boss, but Youzi Chef, who had to assist with escape later.

"Esteemed Zeta Technology leaders, we heard about your difficulties and rushed over immediately."

Youzi Chef launched into a smooth Kansai dialect and even bowed a perfect 90 degrees, instantly dissipating the small amount of doubt Zeta Technology employees had.

As everyone knows, to translate galgame from raw, learning Japanese is basic. Youzi Chef, a crazed fan, often went to Neon for disks, communicating naturally isn't a problem.

"Enough talk, quickly record your identity information, then get to work. I'll have someone come over to sign the contract with you soon."

Seemingly wanting to reclaim lost dignity from these small companies, the deputy minister in charge of cleaning issues urged Youzi Chef to lead his team inside to work.

With over fifty floors in the Zeta Technology building, a single Ogasawara obviously couldn't handle it alone; apart from Ogasawara, two or three other cleaning companies had arrived too.

Players just found Ogasawara, with previous cooperation records with Zeta Technology. Regardless, there're only a few companies in Night City doing this, no fear of air raids.

Four companies; each responsible for different floors. Additionally, each floor has restricted areas the cleaners can't approach closely, with security nearby to monitor and prevent anyone from trying to play tricks during this time.