Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 81 [Arakawa Pharmaceutical] Ambition (4k)

At the same time, on the top floor of Arakawa Pharmaceutical's headquarters.

The headquarters of Arakawa Pharmaceutical has sixty floors above ground and six floors below ground, totaling sixty-six floors, with a total height of 188 meters.

"At a height of 188 meters, you can see the most beautiful sunset from the full one-way floor-to-ceiling windows."

Ryuji Arakawa clasped his hands together, and after saying this, he looked at the sunset until it was completely hidden under the rows of small flat-roofed buildings on the other side.

Lost in the crowd that was surging like garbage.

"Lei Zang, do you know why this is happening?"

After Arakawa Ryuji said this, the sturdy young man who had been standing behind him lowered his eyes in thought, and then answered: "I think it's probably because we stand higher than others and can read others, but others can't find us."

At this point, Ryuji Arakawa had actually already seen Marina - to be precise, the video of Marina, under the control of Hara Kiyoshige, slaughtering three thugs and the subsequent attack of the Uzumaki Gang.

Of course, it also includes the negotiations between Hara Qingzhuo and Shirakawa Wakaka after everything was over, and the arrival of Uesugi Pharmaceutical's floating vehicle at the end.

Although the specific sounds cannot be heard from the distant surveillance, the comfort and power that overflows the screen can be easily reflected without any sound.

And since Shirakawa Wakaka took Hara Qingzhu away, there was no need for Arakawa Ryuji to even think about what would happen next.

Judging from Shirakawa's personal charm and negotiation skills, if the other party was not a cunning guy, he would have definitely been won over, and might even have joined the Renhe Group on the spot.

Ryuji Arakawa understands Wakaka Shirakawa better than she understands herself.

After all, Shirakawa Wakaka has called him uncle since she was a child.

He watched her grow up.

Her mother was killed by his assassins.

Her father also died because of him.

The only regret is that Shirakawa Waka is still alive today.

How could Ryuji Arakawa not understand Wakaka Shirakawa?

He admired the last rays of the setting sun and replied with a smile:

"That's a very good answer, Raizo. It turned out to be the right decision to let you go to the Dragon Hunters for further training."

The young man called Raizo nodded seriously:
"I learned a lot there, Chairman."

"No, you don't need to call me chairman here. Today is not a business matter, but a private one."

Arakawa Ryuji turned his chair, took out two small white porcelain cups with intricate patterns, picked up the warm tea beside him, brewed it skillfully, and then said to the young man, "Sit down, Raizo."

"Yes, father."

Arakawa Raizo sat opposite him, respectfully took the teacup handed over by Arakawa Ryuji with both hands, took a sip, and couldn't help but admire: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and your cooking skills have improved."

"As a human being, you can't always stay in the same place."

Arakawa Ryuji also took a sip. He glanced at the calendar beside him, as if remembering something, and asked, "What I asked you to do a few days ago..."

Arakawa Raizo nodded.
"Laidi Pharmaceuticals refused to cooperate, and I and the twelve Shadow Undertakers killed everyone in the company. This time, we pinned the blame on the Whirlpool Gang."

Hearing that the Uzumaki Gang had suffered a heavy blow again, Arakawa Ryuji couldn't help but laugh: "[Wanzhong Military Industry] just signed a mutual assistance contract with the Uzumaki Gang, and now it's going to be a headache."

Wanzhong Military Industry, a second-tier organization under Gospel Technology.

However, its relationship with Gospel Technology is different from the close superior-subordinate relationship of "Uesugi-Arakawa".

Rather than saying it is a superior-subordinate, first- and second-line, it is more like a "franchisee" cooperation model.

On the surface, Wanzhong Military Industry is subordinate to Gospel Technology, and develops new technologies and supplies some military equipment for it, but the actual ruling class has almost nothing to do with Gospel Technology.

And it recently teamed up with the Uzumaki Gang, and as far as Ryuji Arakawa knows, it seems that this is also for a key technological breakthrough that is being carried out in secret - in order to have more living people to conduct direct human experiments in order to achieve a breakthrough.

Therefore, this "Marina" who killed so many people from the Whirlpool Gang at such a critical juncture would definitely be noticed by Wanzhong Military Industry.

It was only a matter of time before he took action against her.

But the time he gets the news and first-hand video is definitely faster than Wanzhong Military Industry, so now his choice becomes crucial.

——A person who has experienced genetic awakening at least three times.

Arakawa Ryuji lowered his head, and the tea leaves in the porcelain cup rose and fell.
"Lei Zang, you have been back for more than a week. I believe you have already experienced the taste of power... It is wonderful, right?"

Arakawa Raizo, who was about to continue drinking tea, was silent for a long time. He wanted to refute, but in the end he closed his eyes and nodded unwillingly: "Indeed, if I had not experienced the training of the Dragon Hunter Guard, I would probably have fallen into it."

"You are much more honest than your brother in this regard!" Arakawa Ryuji laughed: "Even though I caught Fengxing enjoying himself, he refused to admit that his ego had been corrupted by those things that were so easily available."

Arakawa Raizo sighed helplessly.

"Women, money, fame... you can enjoy them, experience them, but you can't indulge in them. Lei Zang, you should know that these material and spiritual things all originate from power."

Arakawa Ryuji warned softly, and then asked his son:

"So, where do these superior powers that we have come from?"

Arakawa Raizo pondered, then shook his head silently.

"--Violence."

He placed detailed information about Shirakawa Waka, Marina, the doctor, and even Millie in front of Arakawa Raizo and said calmly,
“Power originates from violence. The so-called inexplicable nature of power is just such an ugly thing.”

Raizo Arakawa carefully looked through the information in his hand one by one. He spent especially much time on Shirakawa Wakaka's information, even more than the protagonist Marina in the video.

There was a strange flash in his eyes.

Vague memories of the past came to mind - thousands of people were watching, he declared that he would win, he was wearing protective gear, holding a bamboo sword, and then within three moves the sword fell out of his hand and he fell to his knees.

He was questioned in confusion by the girl who was younger, shorter and weaker than him.

"I told you to surrender before the war, why didn't you listen?"

That was the first time in his life that he tasted failure and humiliation.

A hideous smile appeared on the corner of Arakawa Raizo's mouth, and the face that had gradually faded away was once again clearly engraved in his mind.

Shirakawa Wakata.

This woman is worth defeating and pursuing, and then holding in your hands.

"And no one will ever have too much violence in their hands." After listening to Arakawa Ryuji's words, lightning flashed in his palms, burning all the information into unrecognizable charcoal.

Black residue rustled and fell from between his fingers.

"Why, Raizo, are you still interested in Shirakawa?"

Ryuji Arakawa remembered the kendo competition that shocked the whole school. It was because of that incident that he allowed Raizo to transfer to another school.

"Yes, father." Raizo Arakawa rarely suppressed his emotions and said with a little excitement: "What could be more refreshing than capturing the woman who once defeated me?"

"You have great ambitions. Baichuan is a well-known young talent even in the entire Sun City."

Arakawa Raizo placed his hand on the scarred hilt of the sword at his waist. There were fourteen scratches on it, which meant that he had killed fourteen third-level psychics and above.

"It's more rewarding to conquer like this, isn't it?"

"You are worthy of being my son." Arakawa Ryuji pointed at Marina's big face on the electronic screen behind him, "Let's not talk about Shirakawa for now. The key to this mission lies in her, a new third awakener."

"If she joins the Renhe Group, she will be killed without mercy. If she doesn't join..."

Arakawa Ryuji drank the gradually cooling tea in the porcelain cup and said, "No matter what method you use, cut off the possibility of her joining Renhe Group. Of course, it would be best to let her join our company."

Raizo Arakawa glanced at Marina's photo casually, and then thought of Millie's information. He already had a plan in mind, and nodded nonchalantly.
"I understand, father, and just like always you just have to wait for the results."

"I just have one question. How many Shadow Burial Masters will you give me to mobilize this time?"

Ryuji Arakawa did not answer the question immediately. He pointed to the ancient shamisen hanging on the wall and motioned his son to bring it to him.

When the heavy instrument fell into his arms, Arakawa Ryuji stroked it and replied calmly: "All."

The short answer made Arakawa Raizo stunned for a moment, and then he heard his father laughing and saying: "Since my son has such an ambition, how can I, as a father, not support him?"

"Let me, your father, play a farewell song for you."

The strings of the shamisen played a low melody. Arakawa Ryuji lowered his head and plucked the iron strings with his fingers. The sound was already mixed in the melody, and it was impossible to tell whether it was spoken or sung: "The bells of Gion-monastery ring, telling us that the world is impermanent; the flowers of the twin sal trees lose their color, and the prosperous things turn to decline like the vicissitudes of life..."

This is the opening poem of The Tale of the Heike, which tells the story of how the once powerful Heike clan gradually declined under the fierce attack of the Genji clan and finally returned to dust.

Almost no one has preserved such stories that are only recorded in books, and almost no one can use such ancient musical instruments. Only my father still remembers such ancient stories and can use the shamisen left over from dozens or even hundreds of years ago.

In such an ancient melody and lyrics, Arakawa Raizo felt his father's determination and expectation to support him, so he stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to Arakawa Ryuji.

After standing up, he walked out the door in silence, listening quietly to the erratic and hoarse singing coming from behind him.
"The proud will not last long, just like a dream in a spring night; the fierce will perish soon, like dust before the wind..."

The Taira clan and the Genji clan at that time were just like the Uesugi clan and the Arakawa clan at this moment.

After decades of secret efforts and a long-term plan with no end in sight, the fruits of their labor will finally come to fruition in the coming days.

Countless sleepless nights, countless frame-ups, countless cautious probings, countless intelligence gatherings.

Ryuji Arakawa finally confirmed what he had always dreamed of.

In this rolling tide of the times, whether it is Shirakawa Waka, who has been talented since childhood and has not been stifled, or Marina, who has performed outstandingly in recent days.

They are all just insignificant roadblocks and dust on the roadside.

If they are obedient, we will take them under our command; if they are in our way, we will remove them.

"Leizang, your martial arts fortune will flourish."

"Oh, isn't this Millie? What wind brings you here again?"

After the routine classic play was over, the doctor wiped his hands with a sterile cloth, smiled and wanted to touch the little Millie's head, but the latter dodged him.

"Let's install a full set of chef chips. You should have it."

Millie had no expression on her face, but what she said made the doctor smack his lips and couldn't help but ask questions.

"Damn it, didn't you say you wanted the entire muscle module and lungs last time you came? I prepared everything for you and you said you wanted to be a chef?"

The doctor clenched his fist and slammed the prosthetic display box. "What's the use of a chef chip? You're going to raise your hands and say 'Oh, I can cook' before you get fried and made into fermented bean curd?!"

"This will only make the other party more excited and shout, 'I'll cook while I cook, if the cooking is good, there will be rewards, if the cooking is not good, there will be punishment'!"

The doctor was surprisingly proficient in this strange way of playing, and he almost casually told the story of Dian Zhongdian's experience.

"Can I defeat dozens of Uzumaki Gang members just by installing muscles and new lungs?" Millie took the initiative to sit on the operating table and answered herself, "No."

"Uh... how is that possible? Any random guy from the Uzumaki Gang can beat ten of you."

The doctor saw that Millie had made up her mind, so he searched through the unopened chips behind him and finally took out the largest one: "What stimulated you?"

"Nothing, just facing the reality."

Millie lay on the operating table, her hair pulled up to reveal the chip interface on the back of her head. "It's no secret that Marina slaughtered dozens of members of the Uzumaki Gang alone in the Carter Factory. It's said that the 'Stitched Giant' is also on the death list... Doctor, you should stop amusing yourself."

"Living with a roommate like this, will it make any difference to her if I become a little stronger? I might as well make something delicious for her to eat, provide emotional value and prevent me from being abandoned."

The doctor's face was full of disbelief, but the [Gene Awakening Potion] she ordered for Marina was still on the way.

If this is true, then Marina, as a "potential awakener", took down dozens of people, including the "Stitched Giant" who had killed several second-level psychics and even fought against third-level psychics without losing!
Even if she is a thrice awakener, she still has to avoid the edge.

The doctor felt that she wouldn't even dare to brag like that.

cut.

Believe in the chat logs? It’s better to believe that I am the chairman of the Corona Group!

However, why not make some money if someone gives you rice?

"Master Chef Chip, 2000 each."

"Stop talking nonsense and get ready. I have to go buy groceries and cook dinner before she comes back."

The doctor was speechless after hearing this. She still vaguely remembered that the last time Millie came, she was holding a revolver in her hand, half of her face was covered in blood, and she said, "Give me a prosthetic body that can make me stronger."

Now she's just a cook.

All I can say is, fun.

The next update will be around 11-12pm, and it will be a 6k chapter.

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