Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

Her heart skipped a beat.

She was thinking about her next plan and unexpectedly found herself in Class 1A!

Deng is studying in Class A, Grade 1.

I've been looking for her before!

However, due to the popularity of MyGO!!!!! at the time, it failed to succeed.

Oops.

Xiangzi looked towards the classroom.

As expected, she saw the light -

The light saw her too.

The lamp stood up.

but.

"...?"

The light just stood there.

There were still many people around Deng. Deng suddenly stood up, which surprised them a little, and they began to say things like "What?" and "What happened?"

The lamp seemed to hesitate.

"(What's going on?)"

The lights weren't as exciting as before.

The last time we met, Deng rushed over to me and wanted to communicate with me.

But today, she no longer comes close.

Has there been any change in mentality?

but……

“(It has nothing to do with me.)”

Xiangzi thought about it and left.

Chapter 182: Crosstalk Investigation Method

It's another morning.

Afterglow territory.

Industrial park.

【B-Creative】The company’s factory and office space.

main entrance.

"Aha……"

Looking at the gray blue sky in the distance, the slowly working tower cranes and the ocean surface covered with solar panels, the [B-Creative] security guard wearing a dirty and wrinkled security uniform yawned loudly.

It was quiet all around.

No one there.

There were no vehicles even entering or leaving.

A year ago, it wasn't like this here.

At that time, at least ten TELUS freight trucks drove into the factory every day to unload goods.

Just operating the lifting lever at the entrance can cause tendonitis in a person.

but now.

One day there wasn't even a light pickup truck that could only transport electric motors.

All these changes started after Toyokawa announced additional tax policies on [external capital injection].

The security guard knew about this, but didn't react in any special way.

This new policy, like other policies that have made his life miserable, appears, disappears, and then creates more trouble.

He has become numb to it.

“It feels like our company is going to go bankrupt…”

The security guard looked at the sky and blew out smoke rings from his e-cigarette.

Last month the salary was paid on the 10th, but this month it became the 15th.

“(How many months of salary can be paid?)”

The security guards are starting to plan their escape route.

I'm running out of money.

Or, why not just not renew the lease of the apartment and get the principal back?

The apartment he lives in now is fully rented.

Two years ago, he took out a loan and paid a large deposit to the landlord - about 80% of the house's value.

Then, he can "live for free" in that small house of less than ten square meters for three years.

After the expiration date, he will check out and the landlord will return the deposit in full.

This model is common in the city of Le, where apartment rents are high, and it is also a very good deal for most people.

“(Now that I think about it, it seems like I haven’t seen the landlord for a long time.)”

The security guard thought.

If you lose your job, check out early.

I'll deduct a little penalty, take back the deposit, and start a small business.

——Just as he was thinking about these trivial household matters.

beep.

A bus whistle sounded outside the factory gate.

The security guard turned away.

The other side of his face is completely open, with the side of the synthetic cheekbone showing the side row of teeth.

He held the e-cigarette between those teeth and then looked towards the door.

The bus that came was from the college area.

"……oh."

He remembered.

Today, the company's daily schedule showed that students from the college area would come for a [joint study tour].

I didn’t expect that this business with the college district is still there.

The student transport bus stopped at the factory gate.

Five female students came down from above.

The security guard followed the regulations and used the [96 Watchdog] artificial eye assigned to him by the company to scan the visitor.

One student from Hanaoka, two students from Hanasakigawa, and two students from Tsukinomori.

"..."

The security guard was a little surprised.

Of course, a young female student visiting is better than an old man who talks business with a stern face all day long.

But he wasn't in the mood to think about that right now.

Because, it is a little rare for students from Tsukinomori and Hanasakigawa to come for visits.

This event usually only happens in December every year.

“(Is my company going to go bankrupt before December?)”

I have to go back and find the landlord to deal with the apartment issues.

The security guard thought this in his mind, but on the surface, he still followed the process dialogue:

"Please show us your [Joint Study Abroad Application]."

He said.

In front of him, five students successively called up the [Joint Study Abroad Application] from their brain-computers and displayed the identification codes as three-dimensional images.

Security scan.

no problem.

"All right."

He nodded, opened the door, and notified the management using the brain-computer intercom system.

Five students walked through the door, talking in low voices.

Soon, the manager came out from the factory and took them inside.

……

Walking past the lifeless-looking security guard, Xiangzi was greeted by the equally lifeless-looking manager.

[Yawata Kairin: No matter how I look at it, it seems like this company is going to go bankrupt and undergo restructuring tomorrow.]

Hai Ling's information appeared in the brain computer.

They had left the college area, but were still able to communicate with each other.

This is all thanks to Chuhua.

Xiangzi glanced at Chuhua.

Around her neck, a yellow signal light was on.

After everyone was targeted by Hello, Happy World! and no longer dared to use their brain-computer communication channels, Chuhua reactivated the narrow-beam radio transmitter installed in her brain-computer.

This option allows her to act as a relay station using narrow-beam radios, allowing allies to communicate with each other up to 1.6 kilometers away.

Of course, both communicating parties must be within Chuhua's line of sight, and there must be no obstructions more than 0.3 meters thick between the three.

Chu Hua was originally a child soldier. This radio transmitter was originally used to deal with the extremely poor signal environment at sea.

"(I didn't expect it would come in handy here...)"

Xiangzi thought.

"(Maybe we should have everyone equipped with narrow-beam radio links when this is over.)"

In this way, everyone can become a transit station.

There is no need to access the public network of Lezhicheng, and people can communicate with each other at close range.

"(For future missions, this modification may be necessary...)"

"(However, this is something to consider later.)"

Everyone walked inside.

The manager introduced the B-Creative factory area with some unoriginal words like "This is the main workshop" and like a bionic man with insufficient electricity.

Following behind him, Xiangzi, Chuhua and Miaomeng would occasionally chat with him and ask questions like "What setting is this using?", which seemed like questions that students would ask.

However, in their brains, all the members of Ave Mujica were communicating about something else.

[Yutenji Wakamugi: How much is the market value of this factory left? If we try hard, can we buy it? ]

[Yawata Kairin: What are you going to buy it for? ]

[Yutenji Wakamugi: This is the factory of an entertainment equipment supplier! It would be nice to buy it and make a merry-go-round for myself.]