Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

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He thought for a moment more.

Finally, she took off her headphones.

"Sorry, I can't help you."

"what--!!!"

Xiangzi didn't react, but Miaomeng started to scream. She held her head and leaned back, bending the gaming chair into a dangerous arc.

"Don't we have any other [intelligence] personnel? Do I have to edit such a boring and long film all by myself? I don't have any assistants, and I don't have any income. I haven't even started to think about moving yet, and there are two big threats hanging over my head, Pastel*Palettes and Roselia. No, no, no, no, I can't do it anymore, I have no motivation. It will take another week!——"

"Can you work if you are motivated?" Xiangzi asked calmly.

"Yes, of course! Five days - no, three days! If I'm motivated, I can finish it in three days!"

"How can you be motivated?"

"praise me."

Xiangzi and Hailing looked at each other.

"Ah—well, I know!"

Miao Meng dropped her shoulders as if giving up, sighed loudly, and then said:

“Money is fine too!”

"There is motivation only when there is compensation—"

"You have to pay to support me!"

……

The City of Music is a city with many problems.

But at the same time, it is also a city with very few problems.

The reason why it has many problems is that it has all the ills of cities in the cyber age.

The reason why we say it has few problems is that these ills can all be solved with money.

A problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

Afterglow's territory.

Container area.

"Wouldn't it be possible to save 10,000 yuan by not buying the latest style?"

Using the most primitive but also most effective method - pulling up the cable of the searchlight and tripping a gangster, Xiangzi watched Hai Ling flash out from the shadows and skillfully knock him out harmlessly, and shouted into the headset.

"If I remember correctly, Damascus's leather bags will be updated every two weeks, right?"

"This ten thousand yuan is for [fashion expenses]!"

Miao Meng's dissatisfied voice came from the headset.

"If you want to be a fashion trendsetter, you can't be stingy with money!"

"But you won't be doing any social activities for the next two weeks that require you to show off your [fashionable] side, right?"

"Hey~ Can I post updates on Instagram? So many people liked my posts!"

"Don't you realize that you've been swept up in virtual social interaction?"

In front, Hai Ling grabbed a gangster from the container and threw him to the ground.

On the other side, a gangster jumped out from behind the container.

It is still unclear whether he wants to escape or attack, but Xiangzi never leaves time to judge.

She hid behind a huge iron barrel, firing the Cybermag 15 light automatic pistol she had just picked up, and the shells flew in an arc in the air.

The gunshot slowed down the opponent's steps. Hai Ling was guided by the sound and appeared behind the opponent like a ghost in the next moment.

bang.

Another thug was knocked unconscious by the harmless attack and fell limply to the ground.

"If this era supports virtual social interaction and you are coerced, what can you do? Everyone is partying, and resisting is both tiring and uninteresting! You should enjoy it!"

Miao Meng's voice chirped in the headphones.

"Rich people are like this! Only if you understand this, you can become rich!"

"…Luckily you're not my sister. Otherwise, I would be so angry that I would blow up the radio tower of the [Popular Temperature] radio station."

"Judging from my age, I am also the elder sister, right~?"

Hai Ling made a gesture at the front, indicating that the area had been cleared.

Xiangzi quickly left from behind the bunker. She entered the container where she had already set her sights and quickly opened a laptop computer there.

She began to quickly open one saved file after another, and then opened her mailbox.

Advertisement, system configuration, staffing, advertisement, venue No. 3 headlight needs to be repaired, advertisement, future action list...

"There is."

Xiangzi found the information he wanted from the file recording the [trophies].

That was an operation a week ago. The operation record showed that the gangsters robbed a person who had just been fired from Avex on the road.

All of these things were scanned into the collective file created by these gangsters for the sake of "fairness and justice."

"Identity documents... Damn, these guys threw away my identity documents. A gun... It's also a cheap one..."

"How about it?"

Hailing's voice rang out over the comms.

"No. There is no clue about this order." Xiangzi said.

"No~ again?"

Meow Dream called out.

"There have been no clues for three consecutive times!"

"Didn't the last order have it? The chef at Avex likes to cook eggplant and zucchini, which are particularly unpalatable."

"You call that information, Timoris? What does it tell us? That we can get into their research building disguised as a zucchini?"

“It sounds quite innovative.”

"...Are you serious?"

"Information about Avex isn't that easy to find." Xiangzi restored the computer and said, "There's even less useful information. The tasks we're currently carrying out are all tasks that I collected from the Internet, and they're somewhat related to the name [Avex]... But even so, there's no guarantee that there will be gains every time."

"At least there's the mission money~! Timoris knows so many underground bar owners and middlemen, which is really a big help! These small missions were settled in no time!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Hehe~ Since you're so grateful to me, why don't you also help me find a reliable place to live? I'm worried about this now! If you solve my worries, I can work faster!"

"Wouldn't it be possible to work faster if you didn't chat?"

Xiangzi said as he took out bullets, healing potions and [Amazing Carnival] collectible picture cards from the unconscious gangster's arms.

Hai Ling looked around.

"Amoris, can you live in a container?"

She asked.

Chapter 200: Spending Money to Raise a Cat ( Blades Plus)

Sometimes Miao Meng was fed up with these two companions, but sometimes, she felt that teasing them - mainly Xiangzi - was indeed interesting.

However, fun is certainly not the most important thing.

The most important thing is that they really accepted Miao Meng’s proposal.

Xiangzi only wanted information. She took over tasks related to the name "Avex" one by one from middlemen that Hailing knew well, and completed them one by one.

She gave all the commission to Miao Meng.

Miao Meng still bought the purse that made Xiangzi frown. She felt happy all over - especially when Xiangzi looked at her with that kind of eyes, which made her feel even happier.

Of course, Miao Meng still considers himself an honest operator.

When you are in a good mood, you will be more productive. This is the viewpoint of a paper officially published by brain science experts after their research.

She actually works faster than before.

……

night.

RAS territory.

Open-air performance park.

Neon lights were colorful, searchlights reached up to the sky, an unknown rock band sang on the stage, and all around them was the deafening roar of metal music amplified by the sound equipment.

"It's been three days! How far are you from progressing?"

Squeezed in among the fanatical rock fans who didn't care who was on the stage and could get excited as long as there was music, Xiangzi hurried through the crowd with a drink in one hand and holding the headphones with the other, and asked loudly.

"What did you say--"

Miao Meng asked even louder.

"How much progress do you have left now--"

"What did you say--!!?"

No, the other side can't hear you at all.

This place is too noisy.

Xiangzi wanted to use the brain-computer communication channel to send text-to-speech, but the signal was also terrible. A message kept going in circles for a long time and could not be sent.

There is no choice but to complete the task first.

Ahead, the lenses flickered.

It was Hailing who gave Xiangzi a signal.

Xiangzi nodded. She walked forward silently.

The crowd was in a chaotic mess. Some people were walking around, some were waving their lit cell phones, and some were shouting.

But if you look closely...

You can still find out who wants to find someone, who wants to get into a better position, and who wants to leave.

Xiangzi kept walking forward.

She lowered her head, staring at a point with her peripheral vision, and then appeared from behind the crowd, and then...

"Ah! Sorry!"

She bumped into a young man in black.

Wow!