Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

At this very moment, the big shots were even happier than he was—or rather, the big shots themselves.

Although the standoff between the two companies over the past two months has kept the real leaders of the major corporations from paying attention to other minor matters in Night City.

But now, with the report of negative profit growth for prosthetics being submitted to all the company's top executives, the big shots suddenly realized the special nature of V and Jack, and grinned ecstatically.

No one in power is unaware of what these two people represent; even the United States has begun to activate its own spies.

Of course, they are not planning to directly mobilize the army to capture them at the moment, as the accidental killing rate would be too high. No matter what it takes, they must protect V and Jack. Only if these two are alive and healthy will the experiment have the greatest value.

Therefore, all the important figures made a common decision without prior agreement.

—Dispatch your strongest cyborgs or the strongest cyborg squad, or hire powerful mercenary assassins to secretly carry out the order to capture V and Jack alive.

And the big shots all know that since they already know and have done it, then other big shots must have done it too.

So they simultaneously issued another order to their own troops and mercenary assassins.

During the capture of V and Jack, if any other unknown individuals are encountered, kill them without mercy!

Volume 1: 474. Red Glasses, Hikari Working Overtime

474. Hikari with red glasses, working overtime.

—Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!

"Charge, brothers! The time has come to test our results! Naturally the strongest, the strongest naturally! Let these city bumpkins who love using remote technology see our power! Human body instant-kill technology! Instant kill! Instant kill! Instant kill!"

At the Whirlpool Gang's base, the Animal Gang members, with their bloodshot eyes and fanatical demeanor, showed no fear. They rushed forward, waving their massive arms and sporting pointed heads from long-term drug use.

"These sons of bitches, fuck them! Why did they have to pick on us? They're a bunch of lunatics, fuck them!"

The members of the Whirlpool Gang cursed incessantly. Although there were many conflicts between the various gangs on a regular basis, they were all small-scale.

But this time is different. The entire Animal Gang has come out in full force. This time, it's either the Animal Gang that dies or the Vortex Gang that perishes. Everyone joined the Vortex Gang not to engage in a group fight.

If you die, you won't be able to continue enjoying it.

There was no other way; the animal gang had already come, so they had no choice but to fight.

Hearing the complaints from the Whirlpool Gang members, V, while charging to the front to withstand attacks from the cyborgs of the Whirlpool Gang, reminded them, "Hey, you still call yourself the Animal Gang? It's the Nature Gang now! I changed the name, you know? I changed the name!"

The animal gang of Tai Ping Chau? There's no such thing anymore.

Now, all that remains are V and Jack's Nature Gang, which prohibits the use of drugs and advocates pure nature.

Of course, while it's prohibited, the drugs administered in the past can't simply disappear into thin air. Fortunately, the effects of the drugs are still intact, so the Animal Gang members' fighting strength is currently guaranteed, allowing them to withstand the Whirlpool Gang's hail of bullets.

However, some members of the animal gang belong to the most extreme faction, refusing to even use guns, which left V speechless.

Having a gun but not using your bare hands? How can you become a grandmaster if you don't use your bare hands?

After all, even the seventh brother said that although humans have potential, it is still basically impossible to train someone to shoot energy blasts with bare hands. Even on Showa Earth, only one person, Ida Ryu, succeeded in doing so.

Therefore, using ranged weapons appropriately is a good way to supplement the weaponry.

Ultimately, no matter how you use firearms, they won't invade your body like prosthetics and cause symptoms like cyberbullying, so they're very safe.

Amidst the chaotic fighting, Brandon Franst, the leader of the Vortex Gang, gritted his teeth in hatred for V and roared with a hideous expression: "You madman! You want territory, you want profits, we can talk about those. But you start a war without explaining anything. Even if you defeat us, you'll just have other gangs swallow you up!"

"Territory? Profits? What nonsense are you talking about?"

V, with his human body, precisely parried Brandon Franst's attack, successfully blocking it and demonstrating sufficient strength to defend himself, once again clearly feeling his own progress and power.

"Who cares about those things? I'm telling you, you haven't forgotten, have you? Back then, your Whirlpool Gang chased after Jack and me!"

"Just because of that?" Brandon Franst glared angrily.

“That’s not all,” V grinned. “The main reason is that I really dislike your Vortex Gang. That’s enough. So, you might as well just die, okay?”

The Vortex Gang is a notorious large gang in Night City.

These guys advocate breaking through physical limitations through mechanical modification, deliberately pursuing the out-of-control state brought about by cyberpsychosis.

Smuggling various ice creams, undertaking violent employment tasks, and operating the "Dance of Death" club known for its heavy metal parties, they are also involved in two types of illegal Mewtwos: those that create Mewtwos that record extreme violent crime scenes and those that provide an emotionally nihilistic experience called "numbness" Mewtwos.

Both of these types of Mewtwo can potentially cause users to develop various mental illnesses.

The members of the Vortex Gang are all extreme cybernetic cyborgs and antisocial individuals. The gang's 1,300 members are generally addicted to illegal prosthetic implants, and all of them are classified as extremely high threat levels by NPCD.

They are simply a group of organized lunatics. Apart from the company's top management, there is no one in Night City they dare not provoke. They even occasionally kidnap and kill some of the company's middle managers.

With such a style and approach, people in Night City have always avoided them. This is the first time they have experienced being bullied by someone who is unreasonable and comes to their door.

This is probably the last time as well.

"Oh hoo!"

V let out a powerful voice, swiftly and decisively killing the leader of the Vortex Gang. He didn't even tell the remaining Vortex Gang members that they could surrender and be spared; he killed them all, one by one.

After all, there's no point in hoping that anyone in this gang can be saved; that's impossible. Even those who just joined today must have killed many innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise they wouldn't have been accepted.

Of course, V didn't care about any of this at all. Like I said, he wasn't a particularly kind person, just someone who was quite sentimental.

But that was a long time ago.

After being forced by Lao Qi to save people in various ways, he gradually discovered that, although he often saved ungrateful people, the feeling of saving people with humanity was actually not bad.

As for ingrates, it would be very satisfying to punch a ingrate you rescued to pieces.

So the more he looked at those scoundrels from the Whirlpool Gang, the more annoyed he became, and he decided to settle all his old and new grudges in one go.

And this is just the beginning. Other gangs will also be wiped out, then the company will be targeted, and New America will be declared war on. If things continue like this, a world war may break out and the world will be turned into a wasteland.

That sense of accomplishment is a very strong driving force.

Wake up, stop dreaming. Thinking that far ahead isn't having grand ambitions; it's just being greedy for quick success.

The seventh brother timely poured cold water on the situation.

"Don't say that," V said nonchalantly. They'd already gotten along well, and now he didn't dislike Seven at all. "By the way, you didn't see how Jack and I performed this time, did you? I really don't know what you're thinking. You're the one who trained us, aren't you?"

[Those are two different things. I train you because you are the best raw materials, both in terms of physical potential and mental malleability, but that doesn't mean I want to see humans killing each other, even if they deserve it.]

Old Seven ultimately loved the Haki too much.

If these people from the Vortex Gang were from any other race of aliens, Old Seven would probably have already launched a heavy attack.

But since it's a human being, he would definitely feel sorry for it.

Fortunately, the killers were also human, and good people were killing bad people—in this cyberpunk era, it's hard to find another person in Night City who can compare to V in terms of kindness.

In that case, Lao Qi could still convince himself to reluctantly accept it.

However, even if it's a good guy killing a bad guy, the only thing he can do now is to close his eyes, shut down his Ultra psychic detection, and briefly enter a dormant state when V and the others are fighting.

It's better not to look than to feel less heartache.

V shook his head: "That's strange. It's not human, yet it loves humans more than humans do."

Humans are the most lovable group among all races and all life forms in countless worlds. If you don't understand that, that's all you'll ever understand!

I was subtly looked down upon...

V is starting to lose her composure. You mean, you're not human, yet you understand better than me how worthy of being loved humans are?

The seventh brother's voice rang out, "Forget it, we can deal with that later. Right now, you should go and eliminate the new spies."

"Huh?" V was even more speechless. "Another spy?"

Although the company's senior management had focused all their attention on the rival companies for the past two months and neglected him and Jack, the middle management was not blind.

Some insightful and ambitious mid-level managers in the company had already begun sending people to impersonate "I want to be an individual" in an attempt to infiltrate the ranks of individuals.

Thanks to the telekinetic powers of the seventh brother, Ultraman, he could see all these spies clearly. Every time one came, the seventh brother could immediately identify it and have V kick the other party out.

But recently, the number and frequency of spies have obviously increased dramatically. Old Seven had only been dormant for a short while when a whole bunch of them popped up again in the blink of an eye.

[It seems those large corporations have already taken notice of you. Besides spies, I've also discovered many assassins hiding in various places. If they weren't so hostile to each other and wary of one another, they probably would have already come after you.]

"We'll lose, won't we?" V frowned. "I'll beat up the company? Really?"

He and Jack have indeed become very powerful now, but to say they can fight against large corporations like the Arasaka Group and military technology companies would be suicide, as those companies have high-end firearms and military forces within their ranks.

If even one of those cutting-edge gadgets were to come out, he would be 100% no match for them now, let alone the fact that they have mass-produced quantities.

Don't be afraid. You haven't yet demonstrated a threat level that would prompt these companies to deploy their military. For the time being, the only ones to watch out for are the assassins.

"Hey, don't act like it's none of your business. What about those assassins? You're not thinking of just quitting, are you?"

[That doesn't matter. No matter what kind of assassins or elite mercenary squad they are, you and Jack are now strong enough to fight them. As long as you maintain a good mindset, you're likely to win in the end.]

"High probability?"

As for the others, my telekinesis will protect them while you fight the assassins, so don't worry about them.

"what?"

V's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "No way, what you're implying is that you're really not going to help us out in this? Other people's lives matter, but mine and Jack's lives don't? You're unbelievable, Seventh Brother!"

This is part of your growth.

Of course, he would have insurance in place to ensure that V and Jack would never die; this goes without saying.

Furthermore, I'm considering something.

"Huh?" V scoffed. "Have you considered how to bury us?"

No... never mind.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you being so mysterious? Honestly, I can't stand riddles. Fine, fine, if you're done, then I'm done too. Who's afraid of who gets to decide?"

V took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with Jack not far away, and their eyes sharpened.

They're just assassins and mercenaries from different big companies, right? Take them down!

Without this belief, how can one achieve the invincible path of nature?

Moreover... V subconsciously raised his hand, resting it on his outer coat, sensing the seventh puppet hidden inside.

Although the seventh brother said he wouldn't interfere, he didn't seem to have any trump cards up his sleeve—that move called Ultra Telekinesis, although we don't know how powerful it was at its peak, at least its current strength is definitely no match for the massive bombardment of a large corporation's army.

After all, far too many things have been sealed away.

However, it's really strange. Even though I know that the seventh brother doesn't have enough power, as long as I know that the seventh brother puppet is still there, I always feel more or less at ease, and I feel that I'm not afraid even if the enemy is the company.

If it were his old personality, he would definitely blame Lao Qi and shirk responsibility now.