Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

"..."

From the bartender, to the regular customers at the bar, to the people watching the show in the back, to the few people who got into a fight.

Everybody, everybody is speaking in slang.

Within the jurisdiction of Ave Mujica, there is a self-built local area network due to the existence of servers, Mujina Carnival, transmitters and operation and maintenance personnel.

But there is none in [Comprehensive Area 1].

Having lost the Internet and unable to send encrypted files, the refugees began to use more primitive methods to prevent eavesdropping.

ENCRYPTION LIMITED.

But...well...

"(He did defend me.)"

Xiangzi admitted it.

The refugees' jargon is difficult to understand.

In this way, even if you overhear valuable information, you won't know what it is talking about.

"(Paying for information?... Yeah... But there's no way to be sure who knows and who doesn't. Even if we cast a wide net, it's too wide.)"

Xiangzi looked at his brain-computer channel.

The bodyguards carried radio transmitters on their backs.

Xiangzi can receive emails regarding important matters in his brain.

"(There is a signal.)"

Xiangzi traced the edge of the glass with his fingers.

If there is a signal, we can send someone to sit here and eavesdrop slowly.

Brain-computer analysis software can be used to conduct linguistic analogy analysis and ultimately determine the specific content of the jargon.

In such a chaotic place, not just anyone can open a bar.

You can tell from the flow of people that this is probably the only bar in this area.

Xiangzi thought that if he could understand the jargon here and spend some time listening, he would definitely get some information about the local leader or the lost "important weapons".

"(But, they send people to sit here every day...)"

Things here are not cheap.

Sending the same person to sit here for a long time can easily arouse suspicion.

And send different people to take turns...

"(Either you frequently bribe the guards and frequently go in and out of the dangerous area nearby, or you carry a large amount of property and live in this area...)"

This [Comprehensive Area 1] is extremely unsafe, as you can tell by looking at it.

Ordinary believers cannot guarantee to stay in this area for a long time and be able to escape unscathed.

So, should we let the people from Ave Mujica do part-time surveillance?

Miaomeng and Mu really need their workbench.

Chuhua and Hailing are currently performing tasks that require on-site confirmation.

and……

"..."

…Even if people from Ave Mujica come, they have to change shifts.

That would involve too many important people in this matter.

We are still short of staff in the [Food, Fuel and Processed Products Area].

"(Observe the surrounding area for a while before considering it.)"

Xiangzi stood up and walked slowly along the bar.

Wine rack, CD rack (but no CD player), gun rack...

Xiangzi saw a lot of things piled up in the corner of the bar.

Some of them are easy to spot.

Others were covered with cloth, making it difficult to tell what they were.

"(...Football table? DJ booth? And...)"

There were a lot of things, all piled up in the corner like large pieces of garbage.

"..."

Xiangzi suddenly stopped beside a large object covered with plastic sheeting.

It was something very long but very thin.

It looks a bit like a barbecue grill, and also a bit like a small table top.

"..."

Xiangzi lifted the plastic sheet a little.

Under the plastic sheet, the black and white piano keys were revealed.

"...electronic organ?"

Xiangzi talked to himself.

"What are you doing? Don't touch it."

A deep voice came from behind the bar.

The bartender came over, bringing his double-barreled shotgun with him.

"Sorry, just curious."

Xiangzi reached out at the right time and handed the bartender a vitamin energy bar.

"..."

This is also a high-end product.

The bartender took one look, took it, and put the gun away.

"There are musical instruments here." Xiangzi said to the bartender, "It's worthy of your bar."

"Heh." The bartender made a humming sound from his copper-tube nasal cavity. "The merchant who came in before brought it."

"【Snap】?"

"..."

The bartender's eyes were filled with suspicion again.

Xiangzi handed over another piece of cigarette paper.

"It was brought by the merchants who came in before the blockade of [Phase 2 of Reclamation New Land]." said the bartender.

When he spoke long sentences, he sounded like a humming locomotive.

"After it was closed, of course no one would buy these things," he said. "He didn't have money to drink, so he bet on it. It will be dismantled for parts in the future."

"Don't you need to get up?" Xiangzi looked around casually and said, "I see you don't have too many speakers here."

"Oh," said the bartender, "I want to use it, too."

It seems that none of these refugees have the leisure to buy themselves music playing plug-ins as they did in the past.

"That's it."

Xiangzi said.

She looked deeper and saw the refugees who had stopped fighting.

"So, are you guys the ones who play the piano?"

she asked seemingly casually.

Chapter 395 Pianist

Where resources are allocated, everything is solidified.

Including people, money, dreams and time.

Every day in the City of Joy is no different for most people. The biggest change that can happen to a person in his life is his sudden and meaningless death.

【Reclamation Phase 2】That is not the case.

This is a new cake. Here are new lands, customer sources, and channels.

That’s why people come.

The resources yet to be developed tempt the desperate people with abstract concepts, and make everyone gather here, this dangerous place with nothing.

However, [Phase 2 of Reclamation Land] is also part of the City of Joy.

And the City of Music is a part of this era.

[Phase 2 of Reclamation Land] lasted for nearly 5 months.

At present, it seems that the blockade is still indefinite, which has blocked the development here.

The existence of the [Zerg], the existence of crazy robots, and the existence of cyberpsychopaths who fall ill every day.

These things push people towards [Comprehensive Area 1] and turn [Comprehensive Area 1] into a [Small Central Area].

Some people seized the opportunity.

Others choose to give up the opportunity to plunder during the long period of turmoil and instead desire stability.

With these two groups, order began to be established.

Order began to solidify everything in the [small central area].

Just like it solidifies any city of this era.

Small central area.

bar.

I don’t know since when, but the faces of the people consuming at the bar and the frequency of their visits have gradually become fixed and I can figure out a pattern.

The days are becoming similar.

It can be imagined that, as long as there are no accidents, this place will slowly establish its own set of rules under a fixed order.

However, recently, there have been some changes here.

The sound of the piano flows.

Recently, the sound of electronic piano playing began to be heard in the bar.

I heard that a down-and-out pianist had arrived.

It was a young woman with horrific burn marks on her face and she always wore a mask.

It is said that she, like other refugees, had just fled to the [Food, Fuel and Processed Products Zone] near the main urban area when the [Phase 2 of Reclamation Land] was blocked.

She was one of a small group of refugees who were unwilling to be arrested by the BCPD and were preparing to move to [Integrated Area 1].

Who knew that an accident happened on the way.

BCPD came after her and planned to clear out the refugees. In a panic, she fled to a food factory to avoid being caught. But when she wanted to leave, she found that BCPD had set up electronic fences around her.

The pianist was trapped in the food factory.

Fortunately, there is food and water in the food factory.

She relied on these to barely survive.

She had been staying in the food factory until a riot broke out in the Food, Fuel and Processed Products District a while ago.

"The BCPD from the Food, Fuel, and Processed Products Zone took the stuff from one of the Seven Bands, RAS, and was chased by RAS into Reclamation New Land Phase 2. There were also refugees from the Infrastructure Zone, and they rushed in during the chaos. Refugees from Comprehensive Zone 1 also came in..."