I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"We can agree to requests that aren't too much trouble." The executive gave up struggling, saving his energy. This guy must be the boss behind the scenes. He looked very young, so he liked to pull these sudden and scary tricks.

"For all products that use our company's raw materials, 90% of the selling price must be remitted to me. Please note that I am not talking about profits. For example, if you make a bowl of natural noodles and sell it for 900 euros, our company will receive a remittance of euros." Sun Yang's words made the executives unable to hold back.

"Who do you think you are?" the executive couldn't help but laugh. "What do you take us for?"

"A chain food company. They think they're awesome because they've created a monopoly, huh?" Sun Yang curled his lips in disdain. The food this company makes is awful.

"You'll regret this," the executive muttered.

Although Whole Foods can also find loopholes in its requirements, such as setting the price at one euro, but adding a high service fee, or simply requiring a high basic entry fee to enter these restaurants.

But honestly, the executive didn't see the need to waste time on a company that had only been around a few days. He'd already done his research and found that these people didn't have any parent companies overseas; there were only a handful of them.

So what if there are a few hundred people with full-body prosthetics? I can just pay Arasaka to destroy your place. Can you outnumber Arasaka?

Of course, Whole Foods doesn't have many armed personnel; they usually just keep some private soldiers to deal with thieves or corporate spies. After all, they are in the food business, not in the arms and security services business.

But Sun Yang was a little unhappy when he heard this. You said I will regret it?

"You really don't take your life seriously," Sun Yang said, grabbing the executive's shoulders. "Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that?"

"What? You, you can't--" Before the executive could finish his words, the spiral sword on Sun Yang's arm flashed a golden light.

The light penetrated into the executive's body, and the huge power of thunder and lightning overloaded and short-circuited all the prosthetic parts in his body, while burning his brain into a mess.

"Hey... Professor, have you decided what to do?" Ram grabbed her hair. But she could only sigh.

Sure enough, his own professor couldn't bear it any longer. After only staying in Night City for a few days, he couldn't help but kill the senior management.

"Go and say hello to this company, and give them a few rounds of warning to prevent them from causing any trouble. Pascal, gather a humanoid team, the more people the better, and bring combat equipment." Sun Yang immediately gave orders to Pascal.

"The platinum package program burned out... That's good, I don't like to bother the trauma team." Sun Yang threw the body into the main base of another world.

The hurried footsteps of the humanoids could be heard downstairs, and the internal LAN communication traffic surged. They were discussing what might happen next.

There's no time to lose, let's do it now. Sun Yang checked the time. The company executives arrived in the morning, and within two hours, Sun Yang was ready to bring a team of humanoids over. Pretty efficient.

533 Fast Foods

The humanoids quickly assembled, each armed with their preferred weapons. Most were armed with various magnetic railguns, while others were equipped with cold weapons like long swords and claws.

Sun Yang called the leader of the Valentino Gang and briefly explained the situation.

"Good morning, Father. I'm planning to deal with Whole Foods and teach them a lesson. I'll handle this matter myself. You tell your people to stay away and not get hurt. The fight will probably take two or three days," said Sun Yang.

The priest on the other end of the line wiped the sweat from his brow. He knew the Whole Foods team had gone to negotiate with Sun Yang, but to say they were going to kill them just a few hours later...wasn't that too quick? What kind of foolhardy guy?

However, the priest had seen many ups and downs, so he quickly adjusted his attitude.

"Mr. Sun, we will protect our own people." The priest said sincerely.

The priest also wanted to take this opportunity to see how powerful Sun Yang was. If the fight was too difficult, he would have to find a way to contact someone else.

The Valentino gang also needs to eat, and they can't offend other large companies just for a newcomer.

Sun Yang didn't care what the priest thought. After all, as long as he showed enough strength and did not infringe too much on the interests of other companies, the company he founded would be able to gain a place in Night City.

For giant companies like Arasaka or Militech, the sudden demise of Whole Foods wouldn't matter. They could just buy the equipment at a low price and continue using it.

This is also why people often say that it is useless to defeat Arasaka. Other companies will divide up what Arasaka has and continue to use these resources to operate.

"Thinking back to when V and the middleman first met, they were just friends at best... Is this also a class gap?" Sun Yang hung up the phone, turned, walked out of the office, and went down to the first floor. The dolls didn't wait for him. After gathering and counting, they boarded the vehicles according to their formations.

After all, the T-dolls didn't need a lecture, and they knew Whole Foods was here to acquire the company. Every T-doll knew their commander wouldn't start a war rashly.

"Commander, we've been waiting for you!" 416 shouted at the door and took Sun Yang to the last Griffin troop carrier.

This type of troop carrier is used in bases across the world, whether for transferring supplies, transporting troops, or for daily patrols.

Even this light vehicle is equipped with technical equipment such as electromagnetic cannons, Saturn alloy armor, and optical camouflage devices. These are all standard equipment.

The troop transports in Night City were originally used only to transport meat, vegetables, and fruits, but they can also play their original role in times of combat.

The troop carrier, ready to go, has become invisible and sneaked out through a secret passage.

"We need to have some dignity this time. We need to use camouflage clothing and permission to use optical stealth equipment. We need to lock onto the headquarters of Whole Foods." After getting into the car, Sun Yang explained through the humanoid's internal LAN.

Directly destroying a company under the banner of Griffin Oasis might have a negative impact, so a little disguise was enough to avoid being exposed.

"It has been locked. What about the restaurants and supermarkets under its umbrella?" 416 sent the data to Sun Yang, and all the chain stores were marked out.

"There are only some people working in the supermarket. Why bully these workers? It's enough to go to the local headquarters in Night City. There is no need to divide the troops." Sun Yang emphasized his idea.

Several troop carriers maintained stealth, bypassed the traffic on the road, and stopped directly in front of Whole Foods.

***

It was still working hours, and the employees in the company were completing their work while drinking coffee with a lot of stimulants added.

During the endless work, the employees near the window seemed to hear a lot of people walking downstairs.

But when he looked outside, he didn't see anything unusual. There weren't many people milling around outside, and everyone was still the same, quite listless.

Just when he thought he was just working too much overtime, he saw the private soldier guarding the door falling limply to the ground with a hole in his helmet.

Their clothing did not protect them from death.

His brain, strained by overwork, finally caught on. The employee shouted, hastily rising from his workstation. His colleagues around him didn't even bother to glance at him.

"Moros! What the hell are you yelling about?! Have you completed your mission?! If you can't get any more orders today, get out next month!"

A thin man stood up and yelled at the clerk.

"Boss, I saw something down there..." Moros muttered timidly.

"You still have time to look outside?! Can't you remember the company's rules?! Your salary will be cut in half this month!" The supervisor waved his hand in frustration, telling Moros to shut up.

Moros was about to retort, but he immediately wilted when he heard the thin man's words. The fact that he hadn't secured the order was more important than the tragic deaths of his men.

"It's the supervisor..." Moros sat down again. The supervisor, still clearly furious, walked quickly towards Moros, intending to lecture him again.

"You're a piece of trash! It's a disgrace for you to work here! You're a disgrace to the entire company—" The supervisor didn't say the rest of the words.

His head exploded in front of Moros, and brain matter, shattered skull, and flying brain implants hit Moros' face. The brain matter was sticky and slightly warm.

As a longtime Night City resident, Moros was familiar with this situation. Suppressing his panic, he immediately dove under the table and pulled out the pistol he'd bought with a loan from a drawer, gripping it tightly in his hand.

He had been robbed before, and most of the time he managed to scare the thugs away with the pistol in his hand. But the thugs would never rush into the company!

"Hide, hide! Shoot if you come! You will survive!" Moros hugged himself and didn't dare to say a word. Outside the table, there were screams from colleagues and the sound of computers and tables being smashed.

***

The humanoids didn't kill these people, but they weren't too polite either. Those who were scurrying around in the hallways and hindering movement were knocked down with a single punch. As for the equipment and the like, they could simply use their pistols to randomly target them. The data on these employees' devices didn't need to be specifically wiped; it was fine to leave them alone.

Most of the employees in the company had no idea what was happening. They only saw the director's head shattered on the spot, and many people somersaulted into the ground.

The humanoids acted strictly according to Sun Yang's instructions. All those who met the management identity were killed, those who did not meet the identity were let go, and some equipment was destroyed.

Relying on optical camouflage and the doll's powerful electronic warfare technology, the staff in the building were completely unable to see the doll's location. The building's surveillance equipment was completely paralyzed, and all data was immediately erased.

After Sun Yang had a few humanoids take care of the situation on the lower floors, he remained invisible and headed towards the elevator. As soon as he pressed the button, the elevator displayed the words "Maintenance Underway."

"Can it be cracked?" Sun Yang looked at the UMP45 and AK12 beside him and pointed at the elevator.

"It's a small matter." The two humanoids said lightly.

***

The general manager on the top floor immediately locked the elevator after realizing that something was wrong. He removed the hard drive from his computer and carried it with him, then quickly left the office with his secretary and several bodyguards.

He also tried to contact the headquarters for reinforcements, but the nearby signals were blocked. Realizing that he could not call for help, he immediately began to move.

The tall bodyguard opened the door and looked outside. Just as he was about to turn around and say that there was no problem, his head was smashed on the spot.

"Get the body out! I didn't pay you to do nothing!" the manager yelled, kicking another bodyguard. As soon as the bodyguard's head emerged, his head was also smashed. The headless body fell to the ground in the corridor.

Two sniper figures occupied the commanding heights near the building and, by the way, killed the scouts and snipers hiding there. Although I didn't know what mission they were on or which faction they belonged to, I couldn't help it since I had encountered them.

In fact, the glass on the upper floors of the building can resist conventional detection methods and can also block large-caliber live ammunition.

But the equipment used by Griffin was still not enough. The humanoids had already developed more advanced detection equipment, and the railgun could also reliably penetrate this layer of window.

"Go grab the body! Go! Go!" The manager continued to issue useless orders. The bodyguards around him looked at each other, unable to make up their minds to let themselves die.

Ding.

As the clamor continued in the top-floor office, the sound of an elevator arriving suddenly rang out. There were no footsteps, but everyone knew they were going to die soon.

"They are coming! Stop them! Stop them!" The general manager grabbed his secretary in front of him and retreated desperately.

"It can't be stopped~" A male voice was heard in the air, and two arcs of electricity flashed in the air. All the bodyguards hired at a high price fell down. Their proud bulletproof bodies could not stop Sun Yang's compressed lightning gun.

"Who sent you?! Please, please! No matter how much money you get, I can give you double, no, triple the price! I will leave Night City and never come back! Your employer will be satisfied! You can talk to him on the phone!" The manager shouted into the air.

He knew some powerful mercenaries could afford optical cloaking equipment, but those devices required specialized prosthetics to use and were ridiculously expensive.

He wasn't sure if he could afford it; he remembered that mercenaries were greedy. The manager stared at the air nervously, and all he heard was a faint sneer.

The manager saw a faint blue light flash in the air, and then his vision turned upside down.

"This will be a lesson." Sun Yang swiftly chopped off the heads of the manager and secretary with the Soul Sword, and asked the following humanoids to search the office for anything that could be used.

534 Doing business, doing business

Later today, the Night City nightly news program will report a horrifying and mysterious death case.

"...As of now, we've confirmed that the deceased were all employees of Whole Foods in Night City. Twenty people died on the spot, and over thirty others were injured."

"According to reports from reporters on the front lines, the situation at the scene is not optimistic. All cameras were shut down in advance and the data was destroyed. However, the company's employees insisted that they did not see any attackers."

"NCPD is currently interviewing the survivors. We believe the case will see significant progress in the next few days. However, we are more concerned about the future of Whole Foods than this matter. More than half of Night City's residents rely on Whole Foods for their food. Even I eat a holographic snack for breakfast this morning."

"If Whole Foods never recovers, what will become of our future? Please follow this story with me and help safeguard Night City's food future!"

The light reflected from the screen shone on Sun Yang's face. He watched the host's passionate words on TV, reached out to take out the soda from the air and drank it all in one gulp.

It looks like this was just reported as a normal incident, and Whole Foods is probably currently arguing with each other and thinking about how to deal with the problem.

After rushing into Whole Foods and completely smashing it up, Sun Yang had the humanoids retrieve the usable information and then evacuate the messy scene as soon as possible.

To be honest, Whole Foods wasn't completely clean either; analyzing the data alone would reveal some negative information. However, Sun Yang wasn't in a rush to publish this information; as long as Whole Foods didn't try to cause him any more trouble, he wouldn't bother to do it either.

It’s not that Sun Yang couldn’t win. Whole Foods Company had already proved with its strength that it was not a company specialized in combat. A random surprise attack from him would cause internal injuries to the opponent.

The main concern was that if the company went bankrupt, the chain reaction would cause Sun Yang a major headache. He wasn't prepared to take over Whole Foods' market share after its collapse. He just needed the money and territory to operate locally.

After returning from Whole Foods, Sun Yang let the dolls rest while he went back to his room to play dirty. Just then, M4 and AR15 came over, so Sun Yang stayed with them until the evening.

15! Left!

[I'm stuck! Give me a mouthful of purification!]

Internal communication records of two humanoids came from Sun Yang's left and right. He was lying on his own big bed in the company dormitory, with AR15 and M4 lying on both sides of his body.

The humanoids were not interested in the news. After having an intimate conversation with Sun Yang for several hours, they just lay on the bed and played online games on their game consoles.

For them, all they had to do was stay by their commander's side. They would have to go somewhere else soon anyway, so there was nothing much to be picky about the humanoids.

Moreover, this city is indeed much more stable than the previous place. Although Night City has the worst security and the highest crime rate in the United States, at least the basic living conditions are guaranteed, the technology is not broken, and there is no bizarre main plot to push people forward.

Looking back at the places I've been to before, either they were lands after a nuclear war or the whole world was at war with aliens. This Night City can be considered a temporarily habitable place.

"That's great." Sun Yang stroked the girls' hair on both sides. If he didn't want to cause trouble, it wouldn't be difficult to be a rich and low-key guy in Night City.

It was the entertainment-related industry that made Sun Yang very uncomfortable. Not to mention Mewtwo, the main thing was that the various music and games were not to his liking.

Beep, beep... The phone rang, interrupting Sun Yang's reverie. Sun Yang checked the caller ID and answered it directly.

"Father? What's the matter? I'm busy. Make it short." Sun Yang lay on the bed like a pancake. He didn't want to waste any more social energy.

"Mr. Sun. What was just reported in the news..." The priest's tone was hesitant and cautious.

"That whole food company where a lot of people died? It's all their fault. I lost money on the lottery for the dead." Sun Yang said nonchalantly while watching other news broadcast on TV.

"You are really good at what you do. You are also very decisive in your work." The priest gave a simple compliment without any reason.

"What are you talking about? What does this have to do with me? I will just mourn for the injured employees. They might lose their jobs." Sun Yang pretended to be stupid.

"You are right, we should indeed pay more attention to those who are still alive. I will continue to fully support you in your business matters. Please rest assured." The priest did not point out the truth.

He knew very well that the only company with the motivation to do so was Sun Yang's Griffin Oasis. And now this company was showing unfathomable strength, with all kinds of high-tech equipment at its disposal.

"That's all I have to say. I won't bother you anymore." The priest said and hung up the phone.