Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

But the method is not strict.

There are large gaps between the iron sheets.

But at least, it is impossible to let the urban construction robot in.

Xiangzi looked around.

After making sure there weren't too many city-building robots nearby, she walked to the side of the blockade.

She lifted the iron shell of the urban construction robot and knocked on the iron sheet that blocked the inspection port.

There was a slight noise inside.

Xiangzi knocked again.

"...!"

There were chaotic footsteps coming from inside.

Soon, someone almost pounced on these iron sheets——

"Is this a rescue?!"

The people inside were very excited.

"Keep your voice down."

Xiangzi said in a low voice.

"...It's...it's you...!"

The people inside were even more surprised!

He lowered his voice - but it sounded like he was about to cry - a voice called "What" and "Boss!?" came from beside him -

Two more chaotic footsteps approached.

"Report the personnel and situation to me."

Xiangzi said briefly.

"Yes... yes! J018, J072, J091...physiological signs are normal..."

"Are you all unhurt?"

"Yes, yes! Thanks to you...thanks to you and Miss Mortis, we are all healthy! That day, we fell down here. J072's legs were broken, and J091's head was half dented. However, there were enough prosthetic parts, and we quickly solved these minor problems..."

The person speaking is J018.

He was very excited and kept talking:

"We headed all the way inside, hoping to escape the BCPD's pursuit... but it seemed like a wrong choice. A few hours later, we heard a loud noise. An urban construction robot was thrown into the area. We quickly hid in a nearby maintenance passage."

"We killed some city construction robots, but there were too many of them, and there were also those terrifying large excavators! We had no choice but to block the nearby maintenance passage - the maintenance passage was long and the walls were thin, and the sound coming from outside was really terrifying... These dozens of robots disappeared, and we were almost in despair... It's great that you can come to save us..."

At the end, J018 burst into tears with excitement.

"I'm glad to see you're all right."

Xiangzi said.

She reached back and Chuhua handed Xiangzi the bag she had been carrying, which contained food, water, vitamins, antibiotics, and medicine.

Xiangzi pushed these things in one by one through the gap in the iron blockade.

"...!"

Our leaders are so great!

Before picking us up, they let us replenish our strength and heal our injuries!

At this point, the three of them were so moved that they couldn't say anything more. Their supplies were indeed running out, and at the moment, their physical condition was very bad. They needed these things very much - canned food, vitamins, and a radio transmitter.

……and many more.

Transmitter?

A good radio transmitter was passed in through the gap in the fence.

J018, J072, and J091, with disheveled hair and unshaven beards, gathered together, looked at it, and blinked.

Outside the iron blockade, Xiangzi smiled and said:

"Since you are all healthy, shouldn't you reflect on your own problems?"

J018, J072, J091: "..."

"Acting without the consent of the team commander. Entering a dangerous place that is still being explored. Taking unauthorized items."

Xiangzi's tone was very calm.

"..."

But the three people inside were sweating profusely at this moment.

"These are all serious mistakes." Xiangzi said, "Your actions will make us prematurely noticed by the BCPD. This is a serious issue related to the survival of Ave Mujica and the lives of more than a hundred believers."

"According to the management rules of the Seven Bands, a mistake of this magnitude must be paid with one's life," Xiangzi said.

J018, J072, J091: "..."

The three of them didn't dare to move.

"It's just that the situation is special now." Xiangzi said, "We are short of manpower."

she says:

"So, I'll give you a chance to make amends."

"We have already replenished your supplies. Please stay here for a while longer."

"Someone will be coming to this subway track soon."

"I need you to stand guard and investigate in the inspection tunnel. Use this transmitter to scan and record all comers."

Chapter 350 After All, I'm Not a Devil

early morning.

Rain falls on Reclamation New Land Phase 2.

The already grey buildings in the infrastructure area were shrouded in a thin layer of rain and fog.

Rain fell into the tall cooling towers.

The sticky liquid, which was high in dust and had a sulfide content twice as high as that of the previous century, hit the dark tarpaulin.

Under the dripping edge of the tarp.

Xiangzi put his hands in the pockets of his long windbreaker and looked at the cloudy sky that was visible from the top of the cooling tower.

"..."

Xiangzi let out a breath softly.

The heat condensed into white smoke in the cold wind.

In winter, the temperature in Reclamation New Land Phase 2 is more than 24 degrees colder than in the main city area, which has neon lights and loud broadcasts 15 hours a day.

"(The shanty towns in Morfonica are warmer than here.)"

Xiangzi thought.

hum.

There was a faint sound of electricity coming from behind.

Xiangzi turned around and looked towards the corner.

In the corner is an equipment assembly workbench.

Mu had his back to Xiangzi and was working at the workbench, operating the dimly glowing screen.

Next to the workbench, there is a long table made of steel bars.

On the long table were small bottled cutting torches of the oxygen/acetylene type, small handheld scanners with various I/O connectors and probes, flash paint, nylon braided rope...

There is also a telegraph machine.

Xiangzi looked at the radio.

Behind the transmitter, behind the drawn curtain, Meowmeng was editing the Mewtwo video.

The sound of electricity came from her.

It wasn't the transmitter.

Xiangzi's eyes swept across Hailing who was taking a nap on the sofa, and Chuhua who was confirming the situation in the cold light of the eye socket implant, and then turned back.

She looked at the rain.

40 hours have passed since the transmitter was delivered to the three believers of Team J who were trapped underground.

Although Team J looked miserable, they accepted Xiangzi's proposal without hesitation.

In other words, Xiangzi knew that they could not refuse.

After assigning work to their "voluntary" subordinates, the five people from Ave Mujica returned along the same route and returned to the [Infrastructure Area].

Mu took away the broken radio from Team J and repaired it when he came back.

The transmitter will receive a scheduled contact from Team J every hour.

In order to be able to deal with reports at any time, Xiangzi asked the five people from Ave Mujica to leave all unimportant matters to the believers, stay in the cooling tower base, and wait for the situation.

However, during these 40 hours, the transmitter only sounded 40 times.

That is, only regular contact.

There was no emergency, and the five people on Ave Mujica were sitting or standing, doing their own things... or resting.

The cold rain started falling in the early morning and continued to fall.

"..."

Xiangzi looked at the rain.

It was hard for her to tell whether she was doing her own thing or just resting.

In the previous hour, she looked at the "tax payment" status list sent by Ashida for a while, but most of the time, she just stared at the sky.

She always has trouble concentrating on rainy days.

Click.

There was another sound of metal colliding behind him.

The ergonomic chair slid backwards, and its wheels rubbed against the ground, making a squeaking sound.

"All right."

Mu left her workbench, DS-1 Pulse in her hand.

After Ave Mujica had sufficient resources, the transformation of many weapons and equipment mentioned previously was put on the agenda one by one.

Mu arranged the forms and processed them in order.

Mu handed the [DS-1 Pulse] to Chuhua.

"I changed the bullet type and re-rifled it," Mu said. "The ricochet rate increased by 2.74% and the ricochet damage increased by 1.58%."

"Thank you."

Chuhua took the [DS-1 Pulse] from Mu.

She held the gun in her own hand, connected it to the [Ballistic Co-Processor] in the palm of her hand, aimed at the ground, and tested it.

“Is the coordination rate okay?”

Mu asked.

"That looks OK, but I think I need to run more tests."

Chu Hua said.