The Creators: From Night City

Any natural object takes the form of a body,

But only ask the ancient Greeks to use gilding,

And the beautiful shape of gold-plated hammered,

To awaken the drowsy emperor,

Or stay on the golden branches and sing,

Take the past, today or tomorrow's events,

Sung to the ladies and princes of Byzantium.

"William Butler Yeats's 'Sailing to Byzantium', Mr. Blue Eyes is quite elegant." Jiang Bing walked to the other side and stood still, then turned around and looked into the distance as well.

There is actually nothing to see in the distance. Apart from the garbage all over the ground, there is only yellow sand all over the sky.

"These waves of life, bursting forth from time, cannot be concealed in their flavor no matter when they are recited. This is something that cold machinery cannot achieve, isn't it?"

Mr. Blue Eyes reached out and scooped up a handful of sand, letting it slide through his palm.

"I have something I want to consult you about."

"Are you behind the Uzumaki Gang?"

Mr. Blue Eyes clapped his hands to shake off the grit and replied, "It's not that I'm supporting it, it's just that we each get what we need."

It is not surprising that the Whirlpool Gang, as a local evil force, has private collusion with the Ye Company, which is also a local tyrant.

"What about those cultists who perform bloody rituals and cyber blood sacrifices all day long? Are there any of your own doings?"

"I can't control everyone's thoughts. Ignorance has spanned thousands of years and still permeates human history. It's inevitable and cannot be eliminated."

"Why, did they bother you?"

“They’ve made a mess of my factory.”

Mr. Blue Eyes chuckled and said, "Then clean it up."

"Sometimes I wonder who you are. Is your last name Knight? After all, you care about Night City as if it were your own son." Jiang Bing hinted at something.

"As you can see, there is a man with two blue eyes." Mr. Blue Eyes avoided talking about it.

Chapter 469 Cloud Sea Plan

"Or a roving AI that likes to interfere with reality." Jiang Bing refuted the other party's words and simply raised the question.

"Ha, that's not polite." Mr. Blue Eyes brushed the sand off his body and stood up.

"After all, before questioning someone else's identity, you should at least introduce yourself first."

"That's polite, isn't it, Mr. Sable Lyric, a 42-year-old bankrupt homeless man born in Westbrook and married twice."

"Lies only beget lies." Mr. Blue Eyes retorted sharply.

The two people, each with their own secrets, looked at each other in silence, and neither of them explained their past thoughts to the other.

"Mr. Sabul, what do you think about AI and digital life forms?" After a long while, Mr. Blue Eyes suddenly took the initiative to ask another question.

"Stand and watch."

"Aren't you afraid, worried, surprised, and concerned? After all, outside the Black Wall, there are out-of-control AIs everywhere, just waiting for the Black Wall to collapse and devour the entire world."

"呲~"

Jiang Bing almost laughed out loud.

"Arasaka, Militech, Supec, ESA, IEC, Orbital Aerospace, Lazarus, and even Biotech all hold valuable cards in their hands. The lunar mass accelerator, Biotech's extinction virus, and even the nuclear bombs held by all factions... If everyone just snaps their fingers, humanity could be completely wiped out from the face of the earth. But to the cold universe, that wouldn't even be a ripple."

"Only those with limited knowledge would worry about these things: domination, violence, genocidal killings, and the extinction of nations and races. Humanity doesn't need to fear AI; it only needs to fear itself."

"So, do you think the essence of AI is a digital life form, or a set of instructions composed of logic, code, and circuit boards?"

In the eyes of the "craftsman", there is no need to even think about this twisted problem. His overwhelming cognition has elevated his vision beyond this era.

"I think, therefore I am," Jiang Bing answered very straightforwardly.

"I think, therefore I am." Mr. Blue Eyes chewed on Jiang Bing's words and couldn't help but relax his brows slightly.

In the end, neither party answered the question "Who am I?", but they both got the answer they wanted.

"Tell me, it's the first time you've asked me out. What's the important matter? Come to me." This meeting between the two was not proposed by Mr. Blue Eyes, but Jiang Bing took the initiative to invite them.

"Keep the Whirlpool Gang away from my factory." Jiang Bing stated his purpose.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. These lunatics don't listen to me. They don't even have a unified voice among themselves." Mr. Blue Eyes shrugged, but there was not much apology on his face.

"Don't blame me if all those people die." Jiang Bing didn't care.

Mr. "Casual" Blue Eyes didn't care at all.

In just a few words, the two of them decided the rise and fall of a gang of thousands of people.

"I have a question, purely out of interest." Jiang Bing used his cane to poke a stone on the ground, causing it to roll around involuntarily.

"Do you know Lilith?"

Mr. Blue Eyes fell silent for a rare moment.

No answer is sometimes an answer.

"How do you know this?"

"Lilith's name isn't very common, but I think it's probably a code name. I guess her real name is either Otto Cunningham or Bartmoss."

"They fled into cyberspace for various reasons, but now it seems like they're trying every possible means to get back."

“The internet has limitations.”

"Whether it's the old or new internet, they all rely on reality. Abandoning reality will undoubtedly cut off the path for AI to survive and evolve."

Blue Eyes remained silent about the first question, but answered the second question raised by Jiang Bing.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that this issue is not very sensitive.

"Humans compete for land, food, minerals, gold, and even air, because these are all valuable resources for humans. And AI needs circuits, memory, bandwidth, computing power, which are also resources for them."

"The essence of war is the allocation of resources, Mr. Sable."

"The essence of war is death, Mr. Blue Eyes. It is the best way to reach a consensus."

"Haha, that's a novel idea." Mr. Blue Eyes laughed, then asked, "If they really want to come back to reality, what would you think about this?"

"It's not your turn to ask me this. If you have to ask, ask Saburo Arasaka, ask New America's President Miles, ask Petrochemical's CEO Russ Mohammed, ask United Agri's Eastwood, and ask the opinions of these capital oligarchs who control the vast majority of real resources. Ask them whether they agree or not. Anti-Entropy and I can't even make decisions about Night City, so how much say can we have in this world?" Jiang Bing shrugged and pushed it aside.

But what he said was true.

"Outspoken," Mr. Blue Eyes clapped softly.

"We all want peace in Night City to achieve our goals, Mr. Sable. Arasaka and Militech can be our common enemies."

"Since we have a common goal, we can continue to cooperate and collaborate at a deeper level."

Jiang Bing refused to take a single bite of the pie the other party had painted, but instead repeated the prophetic poem that mentioned Lilith.

"Do you have anything to say?" Jiang Bing asked.

Mr. Blue Eyes' eyes kept flashing, and he seemed to be thinking at high speed. Of course, it was also possible that he was exchanging information at high speed.

"Yunhai Project." A word popped out of his mouth.

"That's all I can say right now."

Jiang Bing wanted to stuff his cane into the other person's arms. After all, the only difference between Mr. Blue Eyes and Gotham's Riddler was the cane.

But now that things have come to this, there is naturally nothing more to ask. We can only go back to our own homes and look after our own mothers.

………………

[Anti-Entropy] has officially ushered in its first gang war.

The Whirlpool Gang could not swallow such a huge loss, and their revenge was swift and cruel. On that day, several cyber madmen in the convoy wanted to blow up the car factory, but they calmed down a lot after their heads were blown off by snipers in the dark.

However, there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two parties. Otherwise, the Vortex Gang, which has relied on brutality and madness to gain a foothold in Night City, will inevitably collapse.

So the conflict continued to intensify.

There was a small fight every three days and a big fight every five days. The Whirlpool Gang took their annoying nature to the extreme and turned the entire northern industrial zone upside down.

It was not until Jiang Bing came back from Mr. Blue Eyes and had a brief chat with the chief supervisor that he was ready to treat them ruthlessly, to let these crazy people who worshipped the ascension of the cyborg see what it means to be a real ruthless person who doesn't talk much.

As Heimer continued to absorb the energy of the earth veins, the internal space continued to expand. At this moment, it could easily meet the strategic needs of the [Anti-Entropy] headquarters.

The main part of Base No. 6 in the Badlands has been moved to "Heimer". Without any worries, Jiang Bing is ready to advance the anti-entropy strategy to the next stage.

[Anti-Entropy] will officially step into the spotlight of Night City's big stage, competing with Arasaka and military technology.

The storm is coming!

Chapter 470 Death Dance Club

As the saying goes, a good cook cannot cook without rice. Even though the Whirlpool Gang is a criminal gang, it still needs to seek benefits for its gang members and pay them wages.

The Vortex Gang's main sources of income are divided into three parts. The first part is the smuggling of illegal drugs and narcotics. For example, Trident and the notorious Winky Winky, who recently appeared on the streets of Night City, are distributed by them. Of course, the manufacturer is someone else.

The second part is the entertainment industry; the perverted Black Mewtwo of the Whirlpool Gang is popular in the underground black market. Various tortures such as dismemberment, skinning alive, and pouring concrete on Black Mewtwo are of classic quality that will be passed down forever. Of course, they also run a well-known death heavy metal music club, which is located in the west of Watson District and south of the old port. The name is also very characteristic of the Whirlpool Gang's style, called Death Dance.

Although this is one of the bases of the Vortex Gang, the club members do not mind outsiders coming here to enjoy their death heavy metal that is so harsh that it can cause tinnitus.

You know what, there are always some daredevils who are looking for excitement and come here for a thrilling adventure, to experience the thrill of dancing on the edge of death.

The third part is robbery, and the main targets of the robbery are the transportation fleets of major companies, which are lucrative and have high returns.

Of course, the hatred value attracted is also high.

Arasaka, Militech, Biotech, and even Respectable Logistics have all sent agents to investigate the Uzumaki Gang, and there might be their spies among the noisy dancegoers in Danse Macabre.

The Uzumaki Gang doesn't care about this. For them, robbery is purely for money. By the way, as indigenous people, they are not happy with these arrogant big companies. You can investigate if you want. Anyway, if you find one, you will be taken away to be used as consumable materials for Black Mewtwo. If you really don't like them, you can come and deal with them. You are welcome at any time.

[Anti-Entropy] also doesn't care. Jiang Bing's style has always been to do what he says, work hard, work fast, and either don't do it or do it thoroughly.

At night, the lights in the northern industrial area of ​​Night City are as sparse as the people here, like a ghost town.

However, the dazzling signboard of "Dance of Death" brazenly flaunts its presence.

A Columbus R3 economy coupe turned from Martin Street into Pershing Street. This was an abandoned factory building, pitch black, which made the energetic girl sitting in the passenger seat feel a little timid.

"Haji, let's go back. It's so dark here." The energetic young girl had more than ten lip studs on her lips, but she spoke very fluently.

"What are you afraid of? The Dance of Death is right ahead. Let me tell you, it's super exciting in there. It's full of people from the Whirlpool Gang. With them around, just standing on the dance floor will scare you to death." The driver, Haji, was full of excitement.

Just as the car passed the sign that read "Zonghui Pharmacy", a bright light suddenly hit Haji's face while driving, almost blinding him.

But before he could say anything, the scene before him made him swallow the dirty words and saliva back into his stomach.

The road had been blocked at some point, with two Villefort Columbus V340-F freight trucks completely blocking the street. Next to the trucks were a dozen armed men wearing some kind of uniform combat uniform, holding guns and pointing guns at him and his car.

There was a knock on the car window. Haji rolled down the window without any hesitation and asked humbly, "I understand, I understand. I'll leave now."

"Get out of the car." The armed man's words were as cold as the barrel of the gun he was sticking into Haji's face.

So the little yellow-haired boy could only obediently follow the other party's instructions and park the car next to a Hera EC-H I860 NCPD law enforcer, and two NCPD police officers were also squatting on the ground.

However, they looked relatively relaxed. The fight between the two gangs usually would not affect law enforcement officers like them. Of course, the premise was that they needed to cooperate well.

Including the personnel on outer security blockade, this mission dispatched 12 teams of 10 people, a total of 120 [Anti-Entropy] armed personnel led by Mann, all dressed in [Heavenly Soldier] combat uniforms and fully armed. Behind them were 4 teams of 6 people each, and 'Black King's Apostles' wearing [Heat Death-1 Type] power armor.

As the first batch of warriors who had undergone the Sun Stairway surgery in the Promotion and Transformation Phase II and had been trained in combat by three Cat School witchers for several months, they already possessed extraordinary strength. In addition, these four teams were basically selected from the best of the 1400 "Black King" reserves. They alone could sweep away the entire Vortex Gang.

Before the attack, the "Dark Web Mirage-07" cyber network combat platform carried by the "Black Mamba" container had already isolated and controlled all peripheral communications and program hardware in a sandbox.

This resulted in the camera being silent as if it had been bribed when Jiang Bing led a group of burly men to the stairs.

A drunk member of the Vortex Gang just came out of the corridor after peeing and was about to take the elevator upstairs when he ran into the main group.

"You are…"

Before he finished speaking, Mann coldly raised his gun and smeared the opponent's upper body all over the wall.

The gunshots alarmed the security guard at the elevator entrance. The other party, with a gun drawn, was peeking from the elevator hall to the corridor when he ran into the entire anti-entropy army head-on.

Before he could even raise his gun, the man flew backwards.

The eagle used its strong arms to lift the opponent up directly. The opponent's fly-like compound eyes and the tubes in its arms, chest and abdomen usually looked very scary, but at this moment it was pressed against the wall like a fish on a chopping board. The white skull and crossbones graffiti on its back no longer looked as scary as before.