I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

The dolls that go out only need to cooperate with the dolls on standby in the room to find the target's location, and they can easily obtain the chat information of the Valentino Gang members.

In fact, large companies can also collect this information, but for companies with the ability to collect and identify, the conversations and intelligence between these gangs are of no use.

The company doesn't have that many hackers, so how could they have the time to monitor the gang's information all day long? There's already enough to do, and several people have been reimbursed recently.

The company will only deal with important characters and another company, and will not put much effort into dealing with those minions who pay to do things.

Although analysis can be done by AI, even if companies have AI, they will not let them perform intelligence analysis. This is too dangerous.

However, for humanoids, this information is quite simple to analyze. The humanoid body is the mental core, and most humanoids who have followed Sun Yang for a long time can be used as an AI.

The cybersecurity team led by Antonina has been running for a long time, enough to analyze various information.

In essence, Sun Yang had brought a bunch of roving AIs into Night City. However, compared to the roving AIs of this world, the humanoids were quite docile.

So after observing these strange guys for several days, the priest decided to make contact. He didn't want to send anyone to provoke them, because who would mess with a bunch of guys in disguise with full body reconstructions?

Anyone who could maintain this level of transformation and still function was either from the Uzumaki Gang, Militech, or Arasaka. The Terrorist Squad was also included.

But no matter who they are, he must deal with them with caution and not offend any senior executives of the company from other places.

The middlemen spoke in a nice way, but in reality, they relied on their connections to make a living. No middleman dared to cause trouble for the company.

So... the dolls didn't have to put in much effort to get in touch with the priest. They sent an email and quickly received a reply from the priest.

"Commander. The priest wants us to meet at the Wild Wolf Bar. Should we go?" M4 straightened Sun Yang's clothes and asked softly.

"Go, of course. I'll talk to LWMMG and the others when I get back." Sun Yang immediately went downstairs.

Under the protection of M4 and AR15, Sun Yang took a taxi and drove to the Wild Wolf Bar, a restaurant controlled by the Valentino Gang.

Although it's called a restaurant, the restaurant is actually frequented by members of the Valentino gang and their families. Passersby who look inside see only people wearing gang jackets.

Sun Yang does not have an eye prosthesis, but he can still rely on the passive ability of the undead to sense the number of living creatures nearby.

Very weak. This was Sun Yang's first reaction upon entering the bar. Although normal soul energy also varies in strength, the souls of the people here are generally weak. This is especially true for those who have undergone thorough transformation.

If the soul of an ordinary person is as bright as a desk lamp, then the people here generally use energy-saving lamps, and those that have been completely transformed are a little dim, as if they will go out soon.

These people seemed to notice Sun Yang's gaze, and all the gang members in the bar turned around to look at Sun Yang. Everyone's first reaction was to feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

The desperate gap in soul weight made them instinctively feel panic and fear.

These people didn't know what soul power was, but their bodies had already given them a warning. It felt like a rabbit facing a giant elephant.

Sun Yang felt a little puzzled as he looked at these people staring at him stupidly. I don't have any domineering aura, why are you staring at me?

Never mind them. Sun Yang walked directly to the front desk and asked as the receptionist leaned back slightly.

"My name is Sun Yang, and I have an appointment with a priest." Sun Yang asked while looking at the menu. It was all Mexican food, which was okay.

"The priest is waiting for you at the back." The bartender at the front desk was quite experienced and quickly calmed himself down.

"I say, am I ugly or scary?" Sun Yang continued to ask while leaning against the front desk.

"Well, I think it's just because you're a stranger." The bartender naturally couldn't say that he was scared when he saw you, so he had to quickly think of something to fool Sun Yang.

Sun Yang didn't say anything more. He turned and walked into the back of the bar, where a middle-aged man wearing a dark gray sweater and a bit overweight was sitting.

There were several men and women with gorilla arms and mantis blades near him. They were probably his bodyguards.

"You can let your people rest nearby and order whatever you want. I'll treat you to the meal." The priest spoke as soon as he saw Sun Yang. His tone was gentle and unhurried.

"You all heard it. Let's go try the local food." Sun Yang patted M4 and AR15 on the shoulders and walked over alone. The leading bodyguard's eyes flashed and he raised his brows in surprise.

"You are really brave, Mr. Sun Yang." The priest bowed his head slightly to express his respect to Sun Yang.

"I have my protection and that's enough. I don't even know who you are, so I can't just call you a priest, right?" Sun Yang's spiral sword was disguised as a metal arm guard worn on his wrist, like a heavy decoration.

"Sebastian Ibarra, you can just call me Father. You can talk to me about any matter, big or small, in the Haywood area. Mr. Sun Yang, who are you representing? Kang Tao?" Looking at the other person's obviously oriental appearance and name, the priest naturally thought of the company that sells smart weapons.

"I'm nothing. I'm just here to do business. It's not a big company." Sun Yang shook his head. In this place, not just anyone can call themselves a company.

Without thousands of employees, private armed security, and its own office space, it simply doesn't deserve a place in Night City's corporate class.

Even if you're in the food industry, you have to be like Whole Foods, with a variety of fast food chains and a majority share of the food market. You can't just open a few dumpling shops and call yourself a company.

"Business? Tell me more about it?" the priest asked.

"I found that Night City lacks fresh vegetables and fruits, and there is too little meat. Whole Foods' synthetic meat and jelly are everywhere. I have supply channels to sell these things." Sun Yang said.

"Then you should talk to the company, not me. The people in the company can afford these things." The priest smiled softly. These things are not affordable for people in the Haywood area.

"One kilogram can be sold for 2 or 3 euros. I make small profits but quick turnover." Sun Yang doesn't have much demand for money. As long as the humanoids can gain a foothold in this Night City, that's enough.

These vegetables are basically free of charge. Sun Yang has too many channels to purchase them.

The main base produces its own products; the End of America world has production, and the scale is expected to increase; the Fallout world can exchange some junk for crops; the Advanced War world can buy whatever it wants, and the most it will suffer is a little when transferring supplies.

The output of four worlds can't meet the needs of a city? If all else fails, there's the passing farmer wizard from the Dark Souls world, who often sells a lot of vegetables.

Sun Yang strongly suspected that the guy's main business was actually agriculture, and his messy magician abilities were just incidental.

The price surprised the priest. The last time he saw it was in the early 21st century. However, he wasn't tempted.

"What can we get? What can the Valentino gang get?" asked the priest.

"From now on, we will only be responsible for the sales of large vendors. All retail channels will be handed over to you, and we will only be responsible for supply. You will also handle the price, product protection and so on. I will take 50% of the profits. Remember to help us promote more." Sun Yang waved his hand and directly gave out the retail rights.

Sun Yang's generosity truly opened the priest's eyes. "Brother, are you here to do charity? Can you even cover the shipping costs with this retail price?"

He didn't look like some corporate vanguard. He looked more like the clueless son of a corporate executive. No wonder he was surrounded by a bunch of high-ranking mercenaries and could sell motorcycles at will.

"I would like to ask, are you fully responsible for this matter?" The priest was cautious. If anything happened later, Sun Yang would not be able to shirk responsibility.

"I'm fully responsible, but I'll leave some things to my subordinates. They all listen to me." Sun Yang said carelessly.

"I can find you a venue with a large flow of people. The rent and location are negotiable. I will then draw up a list of people in charge of retail for you. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in the future." After thinking for a moment, the priest decided to see what Sun Yang was up to.

I guess it's just a few days of price wars and promotions. It's impossible to maintain a small profit all the time.

Let’s wait and see for a few days. If Sun Yang can’t withstand the exclusion from other companies, then I will have to stop in time.

But after much thought, the priest concluded that the only competitors would be fast food chains and Whole Foods factories.

This company is not that aggressive, much stronger than Arasaka and Militech, which are willing to kill people at the slightest disagreement.

"It's a pleasure working with you." Sun Yang stood up and shook hands with the priest. After exchanging contact numbers, he turned around and left the bar with his men.

The priest looked in the direction Sun Yang left, thinking about what might happen next.

527 Allocate Manpower

Although the Valentino Gang is not a kind group, it is certain that unless there are special circumstances, they would rather do business than fight and kill.

Ultimately, any gang that manages to dominate Night City will, without exception, adhere to at least some of the rules. This is predicated on having a strong enough background, a large enough network, and sufficient combat power.

Once these conditions are met, the gangsters are no longer completely desperate criminals. If there is money to be made, these people don't mind selling products in a gentle voice.

This was also the reason why the Valentino gang was given the sales rights. As long as they could make money, they would voluntarily maintain market order. Sun Yang didn't want to open a few stores and then be constantly troubled by local thugs.

Although he could follow the clues and kill off the leaders of the leaders of the leaders of these people and their related networks, Sun Yang didn't want to do that at the moment. If you kill them all, will you still be able to do business?

Hmm... Considering the average level of Night City, it seems like there's nothing wrong with mapping out everyone I've offended?

Forget it, there's no need for that. After all, these humanoids under his command are equivalent to his own human resources. Rather than letting them deal with the endless stream of enemies like psoriasis, it's better to win them over from the beginning.

A great man once said that friends do more, enemies do less. Although Sun Yang did not feel he had the face to use the great man's words, it was still true.

Still, running a business requires a human element. The only completely unmanned operation in Night City is the Delaman Taxi Service. But that's a taxi service, a completely different model from selling goods.

"Is this why the commander invited us here?" LWMMG sat on the sofa, looking at Sun Yang who had returned from the Wild Wolf Bar.

"But our main job is just to take care of accounting. Professor, are you sure you want us to be in charge of the company's operations?" Another humanoid Ram, who looked exactly like LWMMG, combed his hair and sat there.

One of these two dolls spent a long time in the Oasis, while the other, after losing her job, joined Griffin to fight for Sun Yang. Although their basic memories are the same, their subsequent experiences have given them different temperaments.

LWMMG is more impatient and violent, while Ram is more reserved and rational. After all, one is a humanoid who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time, while the other, although also fighting in the Oasis, is far less powerful than Griffin.

"Commander, we have no experience. After all, humanoids can't start companies." LWMMG stated a matter-of-fact fact. If the company went bankrupt, it would be impossible to hold the humanoids accountable for the bankruptcy.

"You two are the only ones who have anything to do with establishing the company. Kroki might know something, but she's a complete social hysteric and can't take on a position. And I need her to be in charge of technological development," Sun Yang said calmly, sitting down on the sofa. "And you should have assisted with related work before, right? You do have some work experience."

"I know nothing about these things, so just tell me what you need and I will try my best to satisfy you. If you need to negotiate, just talk to the man called the priest." Sun Yang said, looking at the two human figures in front of him.

"...Well, I've been eating and drinking for free in the base for a long time anyway, Professor, I'll do it." Although he was not very confident in his abilities, Ram still agreed.

"Oh, right. Base operations don't require accounting," LWMMG narrowed his eyes and looked at his peer next to him. "Then how about this? You take care of the internal affairs, and I'll take care of the external affairs."

"No problem, maybe it's not much different from what I used to do. But there will actually be a day when I can use the official seal..." Ram complained to himself.

"Then the rest is up to you. Personnel, venue, and the sorting of supplies..." Sun Yang listed a few of them briefly, while Ram stopped his professor from naming the dishes.

"Professor, just give me enough manpower. I suggest starting with those lazy guys in the oasis." Ram said with his arms folded.

Sun Yang recalled that, apart from the research group of humanoids, most of the oasis humanoids in the base were mixed with the tactical humanoids and went out on patrol.

Sun Yang looked at the registration list again. There were many T-dolls who wanted to operate in Night City. It was just right for them to be assigned to work under Ram.

"I'll leave this group of people to you. If they don't obey my orders, report to me." Sun Yang assigned a list of names directly to Ram. These people were enough to operate the market.

"Don't worry, Professor," Ram said.

"Then you guys go ahead and get busy. As for me...oh, what year and month is it now? I mean the local time in Night City." Sun Yang asked AR15 next to him.

The two Rams have already started making phone calls, looking up information, and preparing various procedural documents.

"July 2076, 7." AR3 immediately reported the exact time.

"2076? That's still a long time ago. Is there any news about David Martinez attacking Arasaka Tower?" Sun Yang was cheered up when he heard the news.

"There is no such news. It's still too early... Ayang, you... are you communicating with spirits again?" AR15 leaned over and touched Sun Yang's head.

"Let's just call it a psychic communication. To avoid affecting the subsequent progress of events, we need to take root in this city until 2077, when someone codenamed V appears. This person could be a man or a woman, and could be the kid returning from Atlanta, someone who has left the Nomad Family, or someone from Arasaka's counterintelligence department."

Sun Yang rubbed his temples. No matter what others said, V was a tough guy who could literally take down Arasaka Tower alone. In order to avoid affecting the sequence of events in his memory, he needed to wait until this protagonist appeared.

Now, Sun Yang would rather approach another protagonist: David Martinez, a rapidly rising young man from 2076. However, he didn't know what his current status was.

"Information is being collected. The last record of the person using this code name shows that he went to Atlanta." M4, who had incredible information collection capabilities, immediately gave an answer.

"Starting with a street kid? That would save a lot of effort." Sun Yang remembered that the street kid had a close relationship with the priest, so it would be much easier to get in touch with him in the future.

"Is this V someone like the postman?" AR15 suddenly asked.

"Why do you ask?" Sun Yang felt a little puzzled.

“I feel like Ayang seems to compare them together,” AR15 explained.

"Well... I think it's completely different. V may not be as abstract as the postman. Well, I really hope that V will not be like the postman." Sun Yang recalled some of the things he encountered in Mojave and couldn't help sighing.

"I'm calling on Ram now. The rest of you, please continue with your previous tasks. Learn more about this city and avoid causing any major conflicts. Wait for my subsequent orders. AR team, come with me. Antonina, help me find David's information. I'm going to find him."

Sun Yang waved the spiral sword and summoned a group of humanoids from the oasis. These humanoids made a lot of noise as soon as they arrived, but fortunately Pascal was also here and successfully controlled the situation.

I'll leave the follow-up instructions to Pascal. After Sun Yang gave some final instructions, he immediately went out to find the future legend.

528 Temporarily unable to contact

It was already night when I left. The day's heat gradually subsided, and neon signs of all sizes lit up. The promotional airships overhead changed their advertisements: a new genetic breast enlargement condensed milk for only 2000 euros.

As soon as Sun Yang looked up, he saw advertisements everywhere. These advertisements did their best to boast about their products, and some of them were too creative.

These messy advertisements were annoying at first glance. Sun Yang turned his eyes away, not looking at the night scene that abused neon lights. There was really nothing to see.

"Professor, is the David Martinez you're looking for a student who dropped out of Arasaka Academy?" Antonina only took a few seconds to find the relevant information.

"Has he dropped out of school? Then he should have joined the mercenary team now. Antonina, please help me find a middleman named Faraday, and a mercenary team headed by Mann that he often contacts. Thank you." Sun Yang still needs more accurate information.

"...I've retrieved Faraday and Mann's communication codes. You can contact them anytime. But Professor, I have a question. The mercenary team led by Mann is far inferior to our humanoids. Why do you care so much about them?" Antonina effortlessly retrieved the information.

"Just think of it as my remaining humanity at work. I plan to recruit them to work for me. Some jobs of stealing confidential information are more suitable to be done by locals." Sun Yang explained casually.

"I don't understand why we're recruiting humans here, but so far, teaching you mindless orders hasn't caused any harm... I won't ask. Um... Ram and the others need my help setting up some fictitious parent company data. Call me if you need anything."

Antonina closed the communication window after she finished speaking, while Sun Yang called Mann directly.

Beep, beep, beep...it just rang a few times before the call was connected.

"Who is this?" A strong male voice came from the phone.

"You can call me Sun Yang. Are you Mr. Mann? Do you have time to meet me? I want to talk about work." Sun Yang said directly to the point.

"Work? Sorry, I have to work soon. I'll call you tomorrow." Mann said and hung up the phone.