Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

Even though the situation is critical now, Xiangzi must consider what will happen next.

After taking over, there will be no waiting time. Ave Mujica will immediately reach out to various places in the territory to infiltrate and manage.

Just five people are definitely not enough.

When Morfonica was competing for the new land, it was because of insufficient number of fans that they forced it to take it, which led to a lot of troubles later. Until now, it is still facing a serious shortage of staff.

“(I originally planned to accumulate fame first, and then slowly filter the audience.)” Xiangzi thought.

But now it seems that these two things...

"(It can be done at the same time.)"

A mysterious band operating underground?

There must be a lot of people who want to know what happened here.

"..."

Xiangzi wants to choose her subordinates from among these people.

This was her first interview with her subordinates as the leader of Ave Mujica.

A large-scale interview with subordinates.

It happened quietly under the noses of the Seven Bands, in the invisible and elusive darkness of the city.

The candidates are all citizens of the entire City of Joy.

The examiner is yourself.

The people to be selected are those who meet the following conditions:

Dissatisfied with the status quo.

Numbness and despair.

There is a strong dependence on entertainment (especially metal music).

I don’t know what to do, where to go.

The soul is empty and longs to be guided by the "meaning" given by others.

the most important is……

They are not "human beings" born with capital and the ability to move forward.

Instead, they are "puppets" whose lives are meaningless and who can only be manipulated by others throughout their lives.

Xiangzi wants to choose those who have realized that they are "puppets" and have gone crazy while being sober to become his followers.

Become a "believer" of Ave Mujica.

Just through...

【Puzzle】.

To filter.

“(…It’s about time.)”

Xiangzi looked at the clock on the brain-computer interface.

"The [Gift] should have been discovered."

As she spoke, she reached out and tapped twice on Miao Meng's phone.

Screen projection is turned on.

The interface of the YouTube channel lit up dimly in the dark house.

They are all entertainment channels with little information value.

Xiangzi waited quietly for a while.

She saw the popular post: [Xiao Ai’s Ai Ai Channel] popped up at the top of the webpage.

she knows.

it has started.

……

“Awesome!!!”

As soon as the channel was opened, thousands of people gathered.

The little one who just started the show was shouting and screaming there.

"This morning, my brain-electromechanical circuit board overheated, so I had to go to sleep - but you know what! When I woke up -"

"I received a courier at my doorstep!!!"

“I’ve got it in now!!!”

The camera shakes.

Xiao Ai's messy living room appeared on the screen.

Amid the packaging bags, cartons and clothes on the floor was a wooden box locked with an iron chain.

There was also a black envelope on the wooden box.

"Isn't this the one that-"

"The box and letter that were said in the abandoned mansion to have been sent to a certain corner of this world!!!"

Xiao Ai shouted excitedly.

"It was sent to my house!"

【What! ? 】

[Is it true? ]

[Is there a sequel? ? ]

The comments went crazy.

But at the same time, there are other voices.

[What a coincidence! Directed and acted by myself!? ]

as well as……

[Where is your surveillance camera? I think you have captured who sent it! ]

"Yes... yes! Surveillance!"

Of course Xiao Ai installed surveillance cameras at the door of his house.

In the cyber-informatization age, all residents' doors are equipped with surveillance cameras as standard.

Not installing surveillance cameras at the door of your home is like not locking your front door. It is unimaginable that something will happen.

Xiao Ai immediately started to operate on his brain computer.

Access address code, identity authentication, call out...

Soon, the image was revealed.

The shaking surveillance camera, which was not particularly clear, showed an empty door.

Under the gaze of thousands of viewers, Xiao Ai quickly pulled the camera back in time.

7pm…

At 6pm... a drunk young man was passing by...

5pm, 4pm, 3pm...

"!"

When the surveillance footage was replayed at 2 p.m., an unusual figure appeared on the screen.

Xiao Ai immediately locked onto this paragraph.

At first, there was only the "clack, clack" sound of wheels rolling coming from the direction of the elevator.

Followed by.

The first thing that appeared in the surveillance was the box.

The wooden box and the black envelope on it were placed on a cart and slowly pushed to the door of Xiao Ai's house.

As the cart approached, the person pushing the cart also appeared in the camera.

"...!"

It was a girl wearing a Gothic style dress.

Her long golden-blue hair was tied into two strands, swaying slightly at her side as she moved forward.

As exquisite as a doll.

"Doll——"

Xiao Ai immediately turned on the identification device of the surveillance camera!

However, I still can't scan any information - the information is just a bunch of noise -

Gala, galah.

The delicate girl put down the wooden box, pushed the cart and left.

……

The live broadcast room has been flooded with barrages of comments.

But Miao Meng had different feelings from these surprised people.

She couldn't help laughing out loud for some other reason.

"Boss!" she laughed, "I still think pushing a cart is a bad idea!"

"It would be better if you asked Haizi or Chuzi to carry the box over!"

"The puppet in the urban legend... pushing a cart... haha..."

"…Didn't I tell you that?" Xiangzi pressed his forehead and frowned, "If I lift it directly, the [Physical] points will be analyzed. Besides, the first appearance will attract the most attention and will also be the most likely to attract risks. It must be me personally—"

"I understand the truth!" Miao Meng was still laughing and couldn't stop. "Haha, but, that's also..."

"No buts." Xiangzi gave Miao Meng a glare.

Miao Meng covered her mouth to indicate silence.

But you can tell from her eyes that she still finds it funny.

"Next time I'll give you a mask that covers your mouth." Xiangzi rubbed his temple and said, "I'll ask Mu to equip the mask with a language filter function."

"Wow! No!" Miao Meng wailed, "Boss, how can you bear it! If this happens, no one in our band will talk - we will become a band without unity and love!"

"If you behave like this, the boss will not be able to help but do something unloving towards you." Hai Ling said with her arms folded beside Mu who was standing silently with his hands folded.

"Hey——" Meow Meng yelled.

"Okay, okay?" Chu Hua saw that Xiangzi was about to lose his temper, so he smiled and tried to smooth things over. "The box has been found. Let's see if things are going according to plan, shall we?"

Chapter 148: The Old Man Makes Demands

During the live broadcast, Xiao Ai, amidst a barrage of comments that almost drowned her body, set about confirming the contents of the black envelope.

Outside of live broadcast.

In the abandoned villa, Xiangzi, Miaomeng, Chuhua and Hailing stood in harmony by the window, watching everything through the projection on Miaomeng's mobile phone.

"Mu, is the perimeter security surveillance of Site E ready?" Xiangzi asked.

"Alright." Mu nodded, "F is also fine."

"Very good," Xiangzi said, "this way, we will have seven foreign-style houses where we can perform."

After screening out those with inappropriate distances and those that have been targeted by the public... various inappropriate factors, Ave Mujica has currently identified 7 mansions where performances can be held without being affected.