I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Despite their different uses, the countermeasures were the same. The humanoids directly used Atlas's countermeasures, easily destroying the chaotic drones near the building.

The sanatorium belonging to Griffin Oasis has reached a strange balance with other forces. Headhunters from various companies go to bother the Violent Terrorist Squad, while Arasaka sends some micro drones every day to look for loopholes.

Although this balance will not last long, it is enough for Sun Yang to go out and do something.

***

After a day of relaxing with the humanoids, Sun Yang took a group of humanoids to visit the headquarters of the Terrorist Mobile Team.

Originally, he wanted K5 to be in charge of this matter, but she didn't want to do it no matter what. She would never go. It was too difficult for her to take a group of humanoids to negotiate with the Terrorist Mobile Team.

Unable to persuade K5, Sun Yang had to go out and visit with K5 and a group of elite humanoids.

As one of the most powerful violent groups in the city, the Terrorist Tactical Squad's security was top-tier. Numerous automatic cannons and hundreds of hidden and overt scanning devices were deployed at the entrance to their headquarters, while patrols in full combat uniforms and combat mechas were on standby.

The Terrorist Mobile Team has always been short of manpower. There are always casualties on the front lines of the battle against cyber maniacs, and it is not easy to replenish them.

Just adjusting her mental state, adjusting her prosthetics, and conducting combat training takes a lot of time. This is why the Terrorist Squad values ​​K5 and her technology so much; they really need it.

Unfortunately, the humans in Night City will never be able to learn this technology. Since they are not from the Dark Souls world or their bodies are not physiologically structured, they cannot perform miracles.

When Sun Yang and his group got out of the car and walked to the door of the terrorist mobile team, the nearby automatic machine guns immediately locked onto them, and the two surrounding mechas also moved closer.

"First warning! Stop! Citizens!" A heavy combat mecha shouted at Sun Yang through its built-in loudspeaker.

"I called and have an appointment," Sun Yang said, holding K5, whose face was filled with panic, in front of him. "Does your captain know this girl?"

These mechas can surprisingly appear on the city streets and be used to maintain law and order. However, their firepower doesn't seem impressive, with only two cannons. AR15 wasn't panicking at all, even chatting on the humanoid LAN.

Arasaka's Minotaur mechas are equipped with basic optical equipment, two automatic cannons, and upgraded rockets. They are more than enough to deal with street violence, but their electronic protection capabilities are weak. M4 stared at these mechas for a few seconds before looking away.

[No ACPA? Commander, I've been craving that for a long time and have always wanted to give us a new outfit, but Croc never made an improved version.] Dog, feeling the lack of a combat atmosphere, joined in.

"I heard that Crouch overturned the original design and the new power armor will be released in a plain body. A robot wearing power armor is really weird," M4 grumbled.

In front, Sun Yang was holding up the K5 with a reluctant look on his face, being scanned by a mecha.

Anyway, the negotiation issue has nothing to do with them. The humanoids came here to prevent possible fighting.

Within a few minutes, Sun Yang received a notice allowing entry, but all personnel were not allowed to carry weapons.

Sun Yang simply let the elite humanoids wait outside. If a fight really broke out, the humanoids outside could tie up a lot of troops.

The Terrorist Squad's headquarters is independent of the NCPD. Although the Terrorist Squad is nominally affiliated with the NCPD, due to issues of member safety and management, the two teams' personnel are still arranged separately. After all, for many patrol officers, the Terrorist Squad members are also dangerous.

Guided by a drone, Sun Yang arrived at a rather plain-looking office. Through the door, he sensed a familiar, faint aura of soul within.

It was the captain who had come to the sanatorium a few days ago to speak to K5. Sun Yang flexed his wrist, confirming the spiral sword-turned-wristguard was in good working order, and then knocked on the door.

The door opened automatically, revealing a tired-looking woman working on paperwork.

"Please come in, Mr. Sun Yang. And Ms. Moonlight. I didn't introduce myself the last time we met." She had already taken off the intimidating helmet, revealing her beautiful face and short black hair. "Melissa Rory. Would you like something to drink?"

"Tea, coffee, juice, anything is fine." Sun Yang randomly named a few. The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember where it came from.

"These ones you want are quite expensive. Only the masters of Arasaka can drink this stuff every day." Melissa complained and carefully took out a bag of Dianhong tea from under the drawer.

Soon, two cups of boiling hot black tea were placed on the table. Sun Yang drank them in one gulp. Melissa, who was sitting opposite him, had a look of heartache on her face and almost cursed the spendthrift.

What an ordinary tea. Although he knew it was a rare commodity in Night City, it was similar to the tea Sun Yang used to drink in roadside restaurants.

"Sun Yang, I want to sign a long-term contract with you. Although our cooperation is going well now, a guarantee will benefit both parties." Melissa handed a paper document and an electronic contract to Sun Yang to read.

The content of the contract is roughly that the Terrorist Mobile Team will transport a group of cyber lunatics to the sanatorium for treatment every month. In return, the Terrorist Mobile Team will provide remuneration for each successfully treated cyber lunatic and promise to ensure the personal safety of the sanatorium and Moonlight.

"Before we met you, we would send the captured cyber maniacs alive to Los Padres Labor Camp, and then select those who could join us. But it is not easy to adjust the mental state of a cyber maniac. Many people can't make it and go completely crazy." Melissa began to explain.

"I also went through the psychological adjustment period and knew that this system was unreliable. But your technology is different. I don't know what you did, but my mind has never been so clear and relaxed... After I installed the Mantis Blade to induce cyberpsychosis, I have never been so clear again. It's like being reborn." She pointed to her head.

"With your participation, we can recruit strong individuals to join our team without any risk. If we cooperate further and let us learn this technology, we can even subdue the mad crowd without using force and ensure the safety of the citizens. Mr. Sun Yang, Ms. Moonlight, this is my goal."

Melissa's attitude was quite sincere. Compared to gangs, companies, or the corruption-ridden NCPD, the Terrorist Squad was a rare group in this city that maintained its fighting spirit.

They never refuse any dangerous battle and always use extreme means to defeat all terrorists who disrupt the city. Compared with other forces, they can be considered conscientious.

"Also, I have a list of NCPD officers here. This list includes those who have good character and ability but are disappointed with the NCPD. This is my trust in you, Mr. Sun Yang." Melissa said as she handed over another list.

"I don't understand why you trust me so much... I can't take over these officers, but I can secretly provide them with some material support. You and I both hope to improve street security, but my energy and jurisdiction are indeed limited." Sun Yang thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​forming a team of Night City police officers. Although the idea sounded tempting.

Damn, being able to single-handedly disrupt the security of Night City, maintaining high morale with powerful weapons and supplies, and even Sun Yang showing no fear of the company...it all seemed pretty cool. But Sun Yang wasn't good at managing people; the most he could do was supply these good guys with supplies.

"You can't manage, but you can export supplies? I wonder what good stuff you have?" Melissa immediately understood that they were here to sell things, which was normal.

"I see there are only a few hundred people on the list," Sun Yang pulled out his terminal and looked at some weapons. The Oasis humanoids made quite a few things, but most of them were not for human use. "First, let's get a thousand fully enclosed power suits, rail rifles, Atlas's smart grenade launchers, as well as treatment needles and nano-first aid sprays, and automated doctors and thugs for logistics..."

"Wait a moment, Mr. Sun Yang, we may not be able to afford these." Melissa got a headache when she heard about a thousand fully enclosed power suits. This thing is equivalent to the annual salary of the entire NCPD, right?

"I think I was talking about funding, you don't have to pay for it," Sun Yang really has no shortage of this stuff. "I'm just too lazy to manage people. I'll make a list of these supplies for you later. I only ask that these supplies be given to these good police officers. As for whether you set up a security company for the police officers to join collectively, or set up a special department... I don't care. I'm just a coal boss who pays and wants to see results."

"Free things always come at a price. What do you want?" Melissa rubbed her hands nervously.

"Just don't let those messy companies bother me. After all, you are my backer now. Also... if any crisis breaks out in the city, I hope you and these good police officers can stand up and step forward." Sun Yang said as he signed his name on the contract.

"I won't ask you to turn a blind eye to my actions, that will only make it difficult for you. Do what you should do. If anyone says they are affiliated with me, you can beat them to death without mercy," Sun Yang said a lot of words in a heroic manner, and then threw a memo to Melissa.

"Here are the supplies I plan to give you. They'll be delivered in a few days. Don't worry about how I transport them. I have connections. If you're too busy, just ask someone to contact me. Any other questions?"

Melissa looked at the list that included everything from automatic doctors to fruits and vegetables and shook her head woodenly.

What the hell is this automatic doctor? Forget it, I’ll ask after the thing arrives.

"Then we'll meet again if we have the chance." Sun Yang picked up K5 who was watching the whole process and walked out of the door of the terrorist mobile team in a cool manner.

560 The Follow-up of the Terrorist Mobile Team

A few days later, Night City was swept by a new round of turmoil. This tense environment composed of the NCPD, mercenaries, gangs, and corporations, already fragile in its balance, was now on the brink of collapse.

In the past, many middlemen would deliberately conceal or leak information to ensure they could keep a job, ensuring they could control the situation on their territory. They would assign someone to arrest someone in the east, or leak information about an underground transaction in the west.

But in the past two days, all the middlemen received bad news from their informants - some changes have taken place within the top management of NCPD.

Several high-ranking police officers with close ties to gangs were killed in the streets, and their associates resigned or disappeared. Businesses with companies and gangs were completely cut off in the past few days, and those who took over the business have yet to appear.

Some familiar faces of the gangs disappeared, replaced by a group of police officers wearing full-body power combat suits and holding railguns. When they went out on patrol, there were five or six scanning drones flying around them.

These powered combat suits can increase the user's strength and reaction speed, and their protective capabilities can even withstand continuous fire from a railgun. Many people also noticed that the combat suits also have some kind of combat stimulant built into them, allowing officers to temporarily increase their reaction speed and concentration again during combat.

This configuration is even more luxurious than the private soldiers hired by many companies. I'm afraid only employees of Arasaka or military technology can have such powerful equipment.

With this kind of equipment, these officers can beat up thugs and gangs like they're their grandsons. One person can easily take on ten people.

Some well-informed people spread the news privately that a faction within the NCPD seemed to have received a large amount of material support, and the faction that originally made the deal was completely eliminated by force.

As for the content of these supplies and who handed them over to the NCPD, it is still unclear. However, for the corporate giant, these are just some minor inconveniences.

Even if the NCPD reorganizes itself internally, they will still face the problem of insufficient funds. The NCPD owes a lot of money to various companies and also owes salaries to officers. Even if they don't know where to get investment, they will soon have problems due to the high cost of equipment maintenance.

Perhaps these powered combat suits will appear on the black market soon, but honestly, the technology is already quite mature, so it's useless for the company to steal them. Who doesn't have a powered suit? Even the gatekeeper at Arasaka wears his own combat suit.

I guess it's another company that has come in with a white glove to get a piece of the pie. This is what's important.

The giant corporations remained the same, glancing at each other before going about their business. The NCPD, under the combined pressure of the various companies, couldn't function properly, and its budget was inadequate. It couldn't hold its own for more than a month.

By then, they'll have to give companies backdoors, and everyone's used to it. But honestly, it would be nice if the NCPD could handle street security while not caring about what companies do.

***

In a place where the company's eyes could not see, Sun Yang strolled directly into the warehouse of the Terrorist Mobile Team. Next to him was the captain of the Terrorist Mobile Team, Melissa.

A few days ago, Sun Yang sent a batch of combat power suits, intelligent weapons, and potions developed in the Fallout world that were discarded by the Oasis.

The humanoids no longer needed to wear these old-style power suits, but it would be a pity to just throw them away. Sun Yang asked Oasis to limit the output of these power suits and change the energy source to batteries that Night City could understand before sending them over.

Originally, it was powered by a nuclear fusion battery, but since this was considered cutting-edge technology for Night City, Sun Yang had the Oasis Research Department downgrade it to a power output suitable for humans, with a limited operating time of 48 hours. The same treatment was given to the weapons.

As for potions... considering the combat environment of Night City police officers, Sun Yang has built-in Injection X, Restoration, Stimulation, Strengthening Spirit (injection version), and Supercharger. These potions are effective and can greatly improve combat effectiveness.

However, it seems that there were too many drugs prepared. Many officers became addicted to drugs after fighting twice. Some even tried to dismantle the drugs and sell them.

Sun Yang had thought about this kind of thing a long time ago. Don't worry if you get addicted to drugs. The intelligent automatic doctor prepared by Sun Yang can handle your drug addiction and all surgical operations at one time.

The potions on the combat suits are even embedded inside, so when they run out, they can simply be recycled and replaced with a new one. The entire process is automated.

As for those who try to resell... the combat suit will monitor the identity of the user and will self-destruct if it does not match.

If the monitoring system is completely bypassed, then Sun Yang has no other options. Let the NCPD handle the problem themselves. Dealing with the resellers is their job. There's nothing particularly advanced about it, even the combat potions.

Originally, Sun Yang thought that Melissa would first properly handle this batch of supplies and slowly find people to develop her own power.

But Melissa's speed of action still exceeded Sun Yang's expectations. She directly contacted a group of people, eliminated all the hostiles, replaced the entire system with her own people, and quickly took control of the entire NCPD.

Sun Yang was taken aback by the swiftness of the coup. Even more astonishing was the lack of any major activity in the past few days, with even fewer soldiers from the companies dispatched to investigate.

Sun Yang really underestimated the abstractness of Night City. It seemed that as long as everyone could live a good life, they didn't care what you did in the past few days.

Seeing how skilled Melissa was, Sun Yang decided to give her some more trust and help. More precisely, he decided to give her some more supplies to keep her company.

"I've thought about it and decided to give you the trust you deserve, otherwise you'll always have to think about this matter." Sun Yang stood in the warehouse deep inside the Terrorist Mobile Team and turned to look at Melissa.

"You mean how do you get the things in? I'm really curious about this." Melissa was not afraid. This was her territory, and everyone outside was her people. She was also a strong person with prosthetics all over her body.

"I will show you, but please keep it a secret. Okay?" Sun Yang squinted at her.

This was a somewhat risky endeavor, primarily because if the information leaked out, Sun Yang might have to consider destroying Night City. His caution was primarily motivated by the desire to gather technology, rather than worry about his own safety. After all, he could easily take an ACPA weapon with his face while standing.

"You didn't get any secrets from me," Melissa said with a shrug.

"My trust is hard-earned. Normally, I wouldn't let outsiders see this, but you are really trying hard to bring order to this city...so I think you can trust me, at least for now." Sun Yang said and waved his hand.

Two containers appeared in the warehouse, occupying a corner. Sun Yang opened the container and found spare power combat suits, combat suit repair chambers, and matching chemical storage tanks.

"What... optical invisibility? When did you sneak in? The warehouse entry and exit records don't show anything... Your hacking skills are very clean." Melissa took out a handkerchief and wiped the eyepiece on the helmet, praising him.

"Infiltration? Optical invisibility? Why would I go through so much trouble just to trick you?" Sun Yang waved his hand again, summoning a box of apples at Melissa's feet. "Try it, they're very sweet."

Was there nothing at my feet just now? Melissa swallowed her saliva, picked up the apple and took a bite. It was very sweet, sweeter than she had imagined, and had a refreshing fragrance.

"Space teleportation technology?" It's not like Melissa hasn't read science fiction novels. After all, she's carrying a lot of high-tech equipment on her body, so she's seen some related stuff.

She reached out and fumbled around, then glanced at the area with her helmet. Then, hesitantly, she pointed to the empty space in front of her and said, "Could you please do it again?"

A large box of potatoes landed in front of Melissa, and she could even smell a strange smell, like the smell of soil.

The shocking truth caused her brain to shut down for a while. She ate the apple mechanically, her brain working rapidly... She wanted to come up with a reasonable explanation.

Halfway through the meal, he came to his senses and said, "Are you God? Jesus? Allah?"

"Jesus won't send you anything." Sun Yang curled his lips. Religious beliefs were still very prevalent in 2076.

"But that Moonlight once called you my Lord. No wonder you didn't give us the technology to treat cyberpsychosis. This is a miracle from God, no wonder you refused to give it to us." Melissa's voice trembled, and her tone gradually became higher.

"Can you please stop imagining things on your own? Isn't your spiritual life a little too lacking? What if this is just high technology?" Sun Yang really couldn't maintain his sophisticated image and couldn't help complaining.

I've noticed that Night City has no shortage of faiths: monks, voodoo cults, believers in cybergods, and even those who heed the prophecies circulating online.

"No company would be so bored as to show me this kind of practical technology," Melissa said calmly.

Damn, you make a lot of sense. Sun Yang couldn't refute it. If any company developed this kind of transmission technology, they would definitely hide it and not show it off.

Sun Yang couldn't help but think of the teleportation technology in the Fallout world... The value of the Fallout world is still rising!

"Besides, no company will provide me with these supplies and ask me to deal with public security issues. They usually have various requests waiting for me. Sun Yang, what request do you have for me?" Melissa looked at Sun Yang with a strange look in her eyes.

In fact, Sun Yang was more likely to have gotten so carried away with playing the game that he started imagining things. In the games he had played before, his own forces were often outmatched by the enemy forces, or he was forced to make compromises because the two sides were evenly matched.

Admittedly, the game script requires some heavy or dark colors, but as a player, he will always think at this time, if I have a lot of troops and a lot of supplies, why should I compromise and why should I be afraid of you?

I can send out countless people who are loyal to me to protect all the villagers. I can pull out a thousand full-level characters to eliminate all the enemies without leaving a single one alive.

I want to build automated defenses in every city to keep everyone safe. I don't want my men to starve or freeze to death, and I don't want to compromise with the enemy. I want to see the final animation of a complete victory, a crushing victory over the enemy.

However, the game's script will not provide such a route, and the story that the creator has not written will naturally not be presented to Sun Yang.

So every time this happened, he could only put down the controller and walk around the room, imagining himself holding up the weapon and shouting at the opposite side.

And now, there was such an opportunity before him. Melissa in front of him could allow him to do things that he could not do before.

He wanted to use his cheating power to change the script, just like an impatient player stepping on the chessboard of a board game and taking out a bunch of chess pieces to sprinkle on it.

Providing full support to the NPCs in the game may not necessarily change the ending, but here, if you keep giving blood to the terrorist mobile team... there will definitely be a change.

Anyway, no matter how powerful the Mobile Terrorist Squad is, it can't affect Arasaka's profitability. So it should be okay to be willful to this extent, right?

"Grandson...my Lord?" Melissa changed her address.

"Don't call me that, it gives me a headache. Call me Sun Yang, Boss Sun, or Commander," Sun Yang frowned. "My words remain unchanged, just do your best to govern this city. I can't give you money, the anti-counterfeiting technology of banknotes is too amazing. But I can give you everything else besides money."