I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

The representative on the opposite side was frightened just by being stared at. He felt as if he had been seen naked, and the way Boss Sun looked at him was more like looking at food than a human being.

"So when do we start the details..." The representative felt incredibly stressed. Being a representative was stressful to begin with, but this conversation reminded him of the first time he gave a speech in front of the entire school, and the first time he was kidnapped and had a gun pointed at his head.

He still hadn't finished his words when a card was tossed to the representative. The representative took it, and on it was the contact information for someone named "Ram."

"Let's discuss the details with her." Sun Yang wouldn't discuss these things in detail. He was always good at pretending to be cool and putting pressure on others with his dirty talk. Wouldn't discussing the details give him away?

Never let others know your true abilities, otherwise it will expose the fact that you are incompetent.

Sun Yang knew he knew nothing about the relevant procedures and was nothing, so he decided to leave it to someone who knew and not get involved. He would just be a mysterious and powerful boss.

Sun Yang glanced at the guards around him, waved his hand casually, and left the restaurant with his human form. He had come in a hurry and left in a hurry.

Soon the restaurant was left with only the Whole Foods representative, who was frowning and wondering how to report to his superiors.

***

"Ayang, perhaps you should negotiate with the various forces instead of letting the humanoid take charge."

On the way back to the company, AR15 made a rare suggestion to his commander.

"We still have to train. You can't just let me do it all. It's unlikely I can do it well every time. Maybe someone will awaken the talent for eloquence?" Sun Yang sat in the back seat and turned to look at No. 15 next to him.

"I think it's quite difficult. The only ones in our base who can be responsible for diplomacy are a group of elite T-dolls with the longest combat and activity time. Excluding the AR team and the rebellious team, there are Carl and Lee Enfield among the T-dolls. But even they are not T-dolls who are good at speaking." Brother 16 took over the conversation.

"Well, they both came from the military. Think about it, have we ever seen a humanoid that can serve as an orator? Like Makarov?" Gouzi, who had been silent for a long time during the escort mission, joined the conversation.

"There's no need to think about so many details. It doesn't matter if you mess up. I'll take care of the aftermath. If it's something really important, I'll do it myself." Sun Yang touched the hair of the humanoids around him.

The vehicle drove south along the cross-sea bridge. The surroundings were clean and tidy, with dozens of storey buildings receding behind them. The humanoid and Sun Yang had left the city center and were heading towards Heywood.

The driver, veteran RO635, was still in charge. She stared at the traffic lights ahead, watching as gunfights broke out from time to time. Because this area was close to downtown, NCPD officers responded very quickly, with several vehicles joining the fray within minutes.

RO's eyes scanned the police officers, looking at these NCPD officers, and sometimes she would think back to her days as a police officer.

"RO? The light will soon turn green," M4 whispered softly from behind, "You seem to be thinking about something?"

"...Indeed. But I don't know whether I should say it out loud." RO started the car skillfully, and the street lights above his head flashed on the car window again and again.

"If you are talking about police officers again, I can't do anything for the time being. I can't stop the lower-class residents from fighting each other, and I don't know how to deal with the police officers for the time being." Sun Yang said as he watched the police car whizzing past.

Despite the overwhelming number of problems within the NCPD, there are still a group of officers who are barely maintaining the city's security environment. At least in Sun Yang's opinion, this organization still has some positive effects.

But the NCPD is too close to the city's various corporations, and their entanglements are too deep. Even if they help those kind-hearted police officers, it will be a drop in the bucket. They will eventually be swept up in the turmoil of the companies and, one night, killed by the mercenaries who accepted the commission.

"I understand, Commander. I was just a little sentimental. It's just me being sentimental." RO looked away.

Those officers, who relied on pistols and shotguns to fight, had to work hard to get rid of the street gangs in the fight and take away those who were still able to move.

"Well... I have an idea. That's right, now I have become the Idea King of the West." Sun Yang rubbed his chin and had an idea.

If the Dolls wanted to do something good and maintain law and order in Night City, there was no need to stop them. Besides, maintaining law and order in Night City was also good for their business. The Dolls enjoyed the work, and they profited, a win-win situation.

Although Sun Yang also knew that the process of maintaining law and order was full of contradictions and choices, that people had various reasons for choosing the path of crime, and that Night City had no shortage of tragic pasts, this was RO's test, and this was her choice.

"When the commander said that, regardless of whether it was a bad idea or a good idea, it must have been a very strange idea." Gou Zi, who was sitting next to him, complained.

"I've previously arranged a team of humanoids to carry out covert work... and now the work has arrived. RO, do you want to be the messenger of justice in Night City at night?" Sun Yang touched his chin.

"Huh?" RO found it difficult to understand.

"You don't like it? Then I'll change someone else?" Sun Yang said as he called up the interface and prepared to cross out RO's name.

"Please let me go." RO's attitude changed quickly.

542 Some things happened on the way home

After talking with the Whole Foods representative, the number of mercenaries and spies prowling around the mall has indeed decreased, and the number of hacker cyberattacks has also decreased.

Of course, it was just a slight decrease. Sun Yang was well aware of the irony of his blatant sale of fresh meat and vegetables. Whole Foods was only the first company to confront him, and there were many more waiting in line to challenge Sun Yang.

There are simply too many mercenaries and cyber hackers. Every day, weaker mercenaries are beaten up by patrolling humanoids. After all, not every mercenary is equipped with a mantis blade, and many mercenaries who don't have enough implants will have dozens of bones broken by new humanoids whose basic panels are too high.

Hackers are in a much worse situation. The cybersecurity (harmony) team led by Antonina usually burns their heads directly. Hackers who fail to implement adequate security measures will be burned to death.

Sun Yang would not let go of those hackers who had more mercenary teams behind them or whose offline equipment was better and had escaped the disaster. He directly assigned the Mann team the task of clearing out the mess.

This was also the reason why Sun Yang hired Mann's team. Admittedly, Sun Yang did not want them to die in vain, but he also did not intend to support this team and let them eat for free.

He wasn't there to feed pigs or collect living figurines; since he was hired, he should just do his job. Mann's team was pretty good, so they could easily defeat less powerful teams. After all, Mann's team was pretty well-rounded.

While these tasks could be assigned to the newer Dolls, considering their odd perception of humans, Sun Yang decided to have them follow the older Dolls on the streets. It was better to get a taste of society than to be cooped up in the base. If they kept cooped up any longer, they'd probably all become Terminators.

Sun Yang pulled out his phone and checked the messages. Several companies and organizations he didn't recognize had sent him messages, either seeking negotiations or warning him to back off. Sun Yang wrote them down, ready to find a time to slam them all.

Basically, it was because selling real meat and vegetables affected the interests of the group. Sun Yang knew very well that the meat and vegetables sold in Night City were synthetic products. The nutritional value was probably okay, but the taste was really not good.

Those who smuggled meat and secretly grew vegetables in the city were also causing trouble for themselves. Thanks to Sun Yang's good deeds, the smuggling team could no longer find suitable buyers, and the capital flow for secretly growing vegetables was also cut off.

Anyway, he received over a hundred insults from different small teams every day these days. In response to these insults, Sun Yang usually asked Antonina's team to locate the coordinates, and then he would assign tasks to Mann's team.

These were small commissions, not worth mentioning. Although Mann's team worked very hard, Sun Yang was also very generous and paid them in full.

However, a familiar name appeared in the message board. It was a company called "Biotech," and the company's executives invited Sun Yang to have a meal together in a few days to sit down and have a good chat.

Biotechnology... that's a bit troublesome. Sun Yang scratched his chin. This was a serious chain company that had existed for decades. Many of the technologies developed by this company were not available to Sun Yang at all.

He could definitely win. Sun Yang could just go inside the company, hide, and drop a few nuclear bombs. After a few such attacks, the biotechnology company would collapse. But after all, a lot of the internal scientific and technological information was still not available.

Besides, starting a fight with biotechnology will definitely attract the attention of other giant companies, and Sun Yang doesn't want to experience the situation of being surrounded and attacked by all companies so soon.

Furthermore, Sun Yang had just sent a group of humanoids to various companies and prosthetic doctors to learn applicable technologies. Their learning abilities were undeniable, and they quickly joined these giant companies.

Sun Yang didn't need to worry about disguises; he could just change his human form into an undead body and blend in. Some companies would have people wear certain implants, but that was fine; after the infiltration was over, they would remove the parts and let K5, who had mastered miracles, take care of them.

Even if the implants had surveillance systems, they wouldn't be able to use them; the research dolls could easily disguise the signals. While the tech dolls couldn't understand the human body, their technology in other areas was still slightly ahead of the chain companies.

However, after all, the time the humanoids had been infiltrating was short, and they couldn't have stolen much offline or internal information in just a few days. So, from any perspective, Sun Yang couldn't use a nuclear bomb to destroy the biotechnology company.

As for why Biotech was causing trouble for him... Sun Yang was well aware of this. There was a vast plain in the south of Night City, filled with biotech farms.

There, biotechnology breeds large numbers of edible maggots, which are processed into various synthetic foods that the people of Night City have been eating for a long time.

Now there are no more orders for these maggots. Biotech companies are going crazy.

But to be honest, grinding these maggots, mixing them with other grass and supplements to feed livestock, and then selling them in batches would also meet Night City's food needs, right?

However, caring for livestock is much more troublesome than a bunch of maggots. Maintaining farm hygiene, deworming, and applying pesticides all cost money. It can only be said that long-term monopoly and ultra-low costs have made biotech reluctant to change its business model.

Sun Yang sighed. He could only discuss it with them in a few days. If all else failed, he could just pretend to be a grandson and wait for the humanoids to steal the necessary technology and figure it out before taking action.

Or they use some more despicable means, such as kidnapping scientific researchers to work for them, or kidnapping senior executives to make biotechnology companies anxious, or blowing up a factory... I feel like I am becoming more and more in cahoots with them.

Let’s discuss it slowly with everyone later. Sun Yang put away his phone and turned on the TV to see what news was there.

The moment I opened it, I saw Night City's WNS, the World News Service. I was just sitting around, so I just checked out what kind of crap they were talking about.

"I remember WNS was a TV show sponsored by Arasaka Corporation, right?" AR15 leaned over to take a look. "A few days ago, a few of us saw it broadcast a documentary about Saburo Arasaka. I couldn't stand the boasting."

The host, a man with short black hair and a stern expression, was reporting the news. The general content was that a serious gang fight had occurred in the Santo Domingo Valley, leaving about a dozen people dead.

The program showed humanoids rushing out from all directions, and the elite thugs of the Six Street Gang fought with the humanoids at a terrifying speed, with blood splattered everywhere in the picture.

However, the facial features of the humanoids are all mosaics. This is a technology specially designed for cameras. The scientific research humanoids have already been equipped with this technology before, so it is not difficult.

"M14's neck was pierced. It just happened to get into the gap of the body." Gouzi clicked on the screen of the program.

Although her face is invisible, everyone recognizes her twintails. The M14 in the video is not affected at all after being stabbed in the neck, and she easily breaks the opponent's fragile joints.

"This is fucking exhausting. Our weapons and equipment are indeed somewhat outdated...it's time to steal some technology." Sun Yang really didn't want to see his girl get chopped up so badly, so he simply changed the channel. Anyway, there wasn't much to follow.

The next channel was another Night City news program, News 54, also known as N54. The female announcer on the screen, with strange long blond hair, reported the latest news in a vivid and lively manner.

"Recently, this station received an anonymous tip that the fresh produce sold at Griffin Oasis, Inc., a new shopping mall chain in Night City, contained rabies ingredients. This ingredient is very similar at the genetic level to the large-scale avian influenza outbreak in Night City decades ago."

The announcer's report was immediately accompanied by some seemingly plausible pictures of genetic reports.

"Currently, the Night City Council and the NCPD are investigating the company's quarantine certificate. Citizens who purchased this company's products are advised to carefully monitor their condition and seek medical attention promptly. This concludes today's local news. We'll bring you international news after the break."

As soon as the announcer finished speaking, the TV station went into commercial mode, and Whole Foods' bizarre advertisement was immediately posted.

What the hell, bird flu and rabies are not the same thing? How can you even force this on me? And where does the rabies come from in the pork, beef, and mutton I sell?

Sun Yang felt his blood pressure rising a little.

"Fifteen minutes ago, the biotechnology representative submitted a document to N15. Commander, what do you think?" M54 took a few seconds to retrieve the relevant information.

N54 was a TV station under the Military Technology Group, so Sun Yang couldn't just take action. Killing one host was pointless; Military Technology could always find a hundred people who wanted the job, and they could just get a facelift and keep it going.

"The good news is that Militech doesn't consider the conflict between our company and the Sixth Street Gang together. For now, our new T-dolls won't be labeled," M4 added.

"Oh...I'm busy." Sun Yang sighed. After returning, he would first finish the special team, and then slowly deal with these messy companies.

I really want to be the Batman of Night City with RO, but as the core of the entire base, Sun Yang still has to sit firmly in the center and cannot go out and wander around.

543 Three cobblers are better than one Zhuge Liang

"I'm probably going to fail in this fresh produce business." Sun Yang looked at his phone and the report the doll had compiled. Although the data was quite complex, it boiled down to one simple statement: the multinational chain was planning to take him down.

Originally, those who were looking for trouble were just gangs engaged in smuggling, or forces that secretly raised poultry in the city and grew vegetables in greenhouses. These cats and dogs were insignificant, and Sun Yang could just send some humanoids to take them away.

Even Whole Foods, a large and difficult company to deal with, had succumbed to his attacks and threats, and was now under his control. Things were about to get better.

But what Sun Yang didn't expect was that Biotech would also come in to warn him. Although both were large multinational corporations, Whole Foods and Biotech were not on the same level.

Just like a flyweight boxer and a heavyweight boxer can both be called boxers, but their actual fighting abilities are vastly different. After all, weight and muscle mass are the key factors.

Sun Yang could use force to force Whole Foods, but if he went that route with biotechnology, the next day there would be an epidemic of disease on the block where his mall was located, and the mall would have to be closed and locked down that afternoon.

Without the city government's disinfection permit, this store will never be able to open again. Even if it changes its name and moves to another location, it will be useless. The biotechnology agents are not blind and they will follow you.

Is this also a case of "beating the young and then the old come back?" Sun Yang muttered to himself. If this continues, I'm afraid I'll be sickened to death before the undercover humanoids send back any information. I really can't hold it in any longer.

***

When the vehicle returned to the company in the Haywood area, Sun Yang asked the humanoids to go back and rest. Early the next morning, he consulted with each of the humanoids.

After hearing a lot of unreliable advice, he decided to seek out two undead beings with relatively normal intelligence and brain circuits. Soon, the warrior Rukatiye and the archmage Strider came online and listened to Sun Yang's narration together.

"You all understand the situation. We can't do business under the joint blockade of large companies. In the past, we could rely on powerful military force to defeat our opponents, but the combat effectiveness of the companies here is indeed sufficient, so we can't do that." Sun Yang distributed the summarized data and information.

"Master Sun Yang finally remembered us. As your court mage, I always feel left out or ignored." Strider sighed and flipped through the documents.

[Hmm...] Rukatiye looked at the document for a long time, unable to speak for a long time. After all, she was good at fighting, but not so good at thinking.

"Actually, I originally planned to bring you here after things are settled here, but I didn't expect things to be so troublesome." Sun Yang wiped the non-existent sweat from his head.

"I understand, Master Sun Yang. I was originally planning to report some research to you, but I'll put it aside for now." Strider frowned and thought for a moment. "Is there anything you can do, or perhaps something the undead can do that this world can't?"

"That must be magic," Rukatiye replied immediately. As an undead with weak spellcasting abilities, she could clearly sense the difference.

An undead who can't cast spells is, in modern terms, a blank slate human with exceptional physical performance, endurance, and recovery abilities. The only difference is that they can stand up from a campfire after being killed.

But a spellcaster can do a lot just by casting a "repair" spell. This is one of the few advantages of a fantasy world background.

"Speaking of which, Strade, do you remember what you did in the Advanced Warfare World? You performed some miracles on the people on Devil's Island."

"Remember, some common healing miracles. Master Sun Yang, are you transitioning to become a doctor?" Upon hearing this, Strade looked at the information about Night City Hospital and the prosthetic doctor. "With all due respect, our miracles are too deadly for those filled with implants. These implants must be removed before miracles can be used to fill the flesh."

[Devil's Island? You've fought demons before? Are they strong?] Rukatiye scratched her head. When did this happen? She had no recollection of it.

"That was a mission Master Sun Yang and I carried out together before you arrived. Back then, Master Sun Yang had to rely on stealth magic to enter. We fought side by side very early on," Strade explained.

"We can reminisce about the past later. Strider, have you ever performed the miracle of 'Healing Blessing' on those with mental trauma?"

"It's true. The essence of this miracle is to remove toxins from the human body. I've also conducted research and analysis on this miracle, and combined with some scientific information, I've obtained some uncertain results." Strade was eager to share anything related to scientific research.

Although Sun Yang had something else to say, he politely listened to Strider finish his speech. It's not good to always suppress others' opportunities to express themselves.

According to reports from scientific and technological civilization research, human emotions and physical conditions are affected by various hormones and chemicals. The various stimulants, sedatives, and antidepressants developed by scientific and technological humans all interfere with the human body through chemical substances, causing it to enter certain states.

Strade said as he took out his Witch Black Branch and cast a healing blessing on himself.

This miracle is the removal of toxins from people's bodies. I know that in the context of technological humanity, substances that induce mental illness are not called toxins, but in Lordran and Dolan Gureg, they are all classified as poisons.

"I see. Ahem, anyway, you know this can handle some, I wouldn't say all, of the mental illnesses of some people. A while ago, I rescued a local mercenary team. The team leader had a serious mental illness and was on the verge of cyberpsychosis."

Sun Yang didn't understand these theoretical things, so he quickly changed the subject.

I've read the data sent back by the humanoids. Many organizations believe that mental illness is caused by using cybernetics from unknown sources or installing too many of them. However, in my opinion, it's more likely caused by the pressure of survival and the body's inability to withstand the pain caused by cybernetics.

Strade added a few words, touched his chin, and realized what his Master Sun Yang wanted to do.

"You're going to open a hospital to treat cyberpsychiatry? Switching gears to this?" Rukatiye immediately realized.