The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

"Yes, she said that if the company cannot be given immunity, then please let her join Arasaka."

This request...

Tanaka and the person who had just objected frowned.

Although the wording is better than asking for corporate immunity, it is essentially the same.

"So, what should we do with that mercenary?"

"Just give her some money and send her away..."

"Stop talking nonsense and let him go. What if the black box information is leaked?"

"How about handing it over to Biotech? We're going to talk to them about cooperation next month, and with this woman I should be able to raise the price."

"Then we might as well send her to the laboratory. She happens to be one of the few people who has come into contact with the black box and has experienced positive changes."

We looked at each other and talked to each other while discussing with the Arasaka high-level officials about Sasha's affiliation.

In their eyes, it seems that he is not a living person but a commodity.

——It’s just like the price of hairy crabs only jumped from 30 yuan per catty to 40 yuan per catty.

Although its added value has increased slightly after coming into contact with the fake magic box that was mimicked by genetic factors.

But in essence, it is still a commodity that is exploited by others.

Fujioka Kaoru, who was controlled by Lin Qiao, narrowed his eyes but didn't say anything.

In fact, he was not surprised by the current situation.

Expecting capitalists to have a conscience is sheer delusion.

This is not something that can be solved by taking a bootlicker stance.

And if these people gave away the company's immunity out of gratitude, he would feel like he was seeing ghosts.

But even though he said that, he couldn't just watch these people send Sasha to the laboratory and use him as a guinea pig to be slaughtered.

With his fingers crossed and supported on the table, he looked at Tanaka, who was the first to stand out, with a playful look:

"Do you overestimate yourself? Or is it because you have been bossing your subordinates around for so long that you have misjudged your own status?"

The blunt and sarcastic words suddenly made the scene silent... and the atmosphere was filled with a hint of tension.

Tanaka was naturally not in a good mood as he was suddenly ridiculed in person for no reason.

"Fujioka, what do you mean? Are you looking down on me?"

"Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not targeting you."

Fujioka Kaoru quickly waved his hands, then looked around at the others present and said in an exaggerated tone: "I mean, everyone present here has lost track of their own importance."

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You fucking bastard!

After he finished speaking, the corners of other people's mouths twitched fiercely. If you have different opinions, just say it directly. Why are you firing guns... Did you take the wrong medicine?

Facing the scrutinizing gazes of the others, Fujioka Kaoru spread his hands and said, "Why are you looking at me? Did I say something wrong?"

"Then you'd better explain why." Tanaka snorted disdainfully, and the former also showed a

"Okay, okay, then I'll start from the beginning - you don't really think you have the ability and authority to handle this matter, do you?"

"..."

"Yes, we can deal with her as we wish, but then what? Guess who will be the next unlucky person?"

As if thinking of something interesting, Fujioka Kaoru sneered: "Don't forget, ability does not mean power."

"When that woman brought the black box to Arasaka, she was already a member of the company. Not to mention that the black box had an extremely rare positive effect on her."

"That sir is the only one in the entire Arasaka who is qualified to handle this matter!"

——Arasaka Saburo!

When he realized the name, even Jenkins, who had climbed to the top by stepping on the corpses of countless people, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Indeed, just as the other party said, matters related to the black box are no longer something that their Night City branch can decide on its own.

Every point involved needs to be handled with extreme caution.

——It’s not enough to just hand in the black box.

It is true that Sasha was an ordinary mercenary, but that was before.

As an individual who touched the black box with her own hands but did not transform into that metal monster, but instead received a wave of comprehensive treatment, her uniqueness was inevitable in the early stages of the black box research.

Because of this, whatever they do at this time is wrong.

After all, if Arasaka Saburo has any other way to deal with her, and they can't hand her over...

I think their successors must be very happy that they have such a smart-aleck predecessor.

When they thought of this, they felt like flying insects swept by a strong wind.

The strong wind called fear blew into everyone's heart... although it was actually the result of the dog-licking stance manipulating emotions.

But at least the desired effect was achieved.

"...Anyway, let's do this for now. Until we get orders from above, let the mercenary stay in Arasaka... And try to meet her needs, but don't let her leave."

Jenkins rubbed his temple with a headache and gave orders to the subordinates beside him.

Then he turned to look at the others who also had uncertain expressions: "I will report this matter to the Tokyo headquarters in person later. Does anyone else have anything to add?"

"But what do you want to say? Accidentally seized a product of alien civilization?"

"..."

That's definitely not possible.

If that's the case, regardless of anything else, his career as the head of Arasaka's counterintelligence department in Night City has probably come to an end.

After all, aliens and the like are just too ridiculous!

And we have to find a way to cover up this matter...

Despite the advance blockade, the large-scale movement of the heavy troops could not be concealed.

——I can only say that things are still quite troublesome.

Chapter 325: "Today's Meal at the Arasaka Family" Postponed

Just as Night City enters the night.

The sun had just risen in Tokyo, which had a 13-hour time difference with Tokyo.

The sun shines on the vast Japanese garden.

The branches of the huge cherry tree in the courtyard swayed slightly in the wind, and from time to time, multiple pink petals fell.

Compared with the skyscrapers in the distance, it gives the illusion of traveling through time and space.

And in this courtyard, the legendary comedian Hino Hidetomo... no, Emperor Arasaka's personal bodyguard, Takemura Goro, has also begun a busy new day.

At this moment, Goro Takemura had to prepare breakfast for the adult who was still sleeping before he woke up.

He is old and his appetite is much worse than before, so he can't eat too much.

Plum rice balls are a great choice.

He walked to the kitchen with ease, much faster than the average person's walking speed, but without making a sound.

Unfortunately, it was interrupted by a message that seemed inappropriate...

To some extent, it can even be considered as usurpation.

"What? People from Night City want to see Master Saburo?"

At this moment, Goro Takemura was full of question marks.

His first thought was that Night City was fighting with Militech, leading to the outbreak of the Fifth Corporate War?

But after listening to the report from his subordinates, the situation seemed to be different from what he expected...

"Didn't they say why? Or something?"

"That... is not the case, Mr. Takemura. Night City said they would report to Lord Saburo in person, and it sounds urgent. You see..."

"Okay, send the complete information."

After a while, Goro Takemura received a message from his subordinates.

[Confidentiality level: Highest]

[Content: The Night City branch in California, USA, has made a significant discovery at 15:42 local time. Please allow us to have a meeting with Lord Saburo]

[Additional matters: This proposal is submitted jointly by all staff of the Arasaka Night City branch]

The information was not sent through regular channels, but through a special private channel and was encrypted.

——This can only be used in extremely urgent situations.

But the content... obviously it wasn't stated clearly.

'What the hell are those guys in Night City doing?'

Looking at the message, Goro Takemura frowned.

After ruling out the possibility that everyone in Night City was just getting high from sucking in the sparks.

The only possibility he could think of was that something really went wrong... and it was so big that the Night City branch was completely unable to make a decision.

They even dare not mention the specific content just to be on the safe side and prevent information leakage.

——So what happened?

Thoughts kept running through my mind.

Although as a guard, he had no liking for such presumptuous behavior, but... he was just a guard.

The specific decision, rewards and punishments still have to be left to the master.

Walk quickly to the shoji door.

Although it looks like only a thin layer, in fact, because it is made of special materials, even ordinary pistol bullets cannot penetrate it.

"Master Saburo."

Goro Takemura knelt respectfully with his head lowered, while there were rustling sounds coming from the other side of the door.

"What's up, Goro?"

An old voice came from inside.

It sounded hoarse and slow, but it carried the majesty of a superior.

Assisted by a maid, an old man in a gray-blue kimono walked out.

Saburo Arasaka, the true controller of Arasaka Corporation... and also the God of Japan.

In today's Japan, you may not know the emperor, but you must know that the owner of this land is Saburo Arasaka.

Even though he was old and over 150 years old, which made him unable to perform and he had to step down from the stage, no one dared to object to the above facts.

"Yes, in reply to your question, just now, an emergency occurred in the Night City branch in California, USA... All of them hope to get your instructions."

"Emergency?"

Arasaka Saburo paused.

"Oh, these kids nowadays just can't learn to behave themselves. They just get into trouble outside every day..."

There was a subtle but real sneer.

He spoke slowly and heavily, "Forget it, tell me what trouble they got into."

"This……"