Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1196 - 389: Tomorrow’s Light_2

History has proven more than once that the upper class has no limits when it comes to selling out the lower class, the collective, or national interests for their own benefit because they simply don’t see themselves as the same species as the civilians below.And even when the enemy’s knife is at their throats, they will still choose internal conflict.

But Masked Rider directly slammed his forehead fiercely into the opponent’s head with force, eyes locking.

"Even if you occupy the entire world, we will fight to the end."

"..."

Looking at the stubborn mule-like guy in front of him who refused to yield, ∞ was speechless.

"Number One! Catch this!"

A streak of light was thrown in from outside the encirclement, and Masked Rider caught it firmly.

A massive shadow descended from the sky, crashing amidst the encirclement of Modified Bodies; Exchange Coupon’s whole body was gravely injured to the point it could be described as tragic, with a bowl-sized penetrating wound on his chest, and remnants of melted and solidified metal around the wound.

"This is the reversal program that New Dynasty Elegance got. He said just plug it into the machine inside the idol!"

"What!?"

∞’s voice had a hint of surprise.

How could a decryption program appear before the subconscious implant program was leaked?

Did an AI rebel?

∞ quickly searched the network, and of the related AI signals, one had actually dissipated.

It wasn’t exiting or concealed but had its source code deleted, self-destructing, without any sign of network attack.

"Dead?! Impossible!"

∞ was utterly shocked because the disappeared lama AI was the original proposer of this plan; anyone could rebel, but not it.

An AI died silently, without even a reaction before dying, leaving no data behind.

"What did you do? How did you do it?!"

This matter was completely beyond ∞’s understanding.

After all, even a human, upon seeing a dead person, would first think of murder, let alone an AI, which has never had a case of suicide, making it even less likely to think in that direction.

"..."

Masked Rider was speechless.

Who the hell knows what New Dynasty Elegance and Exchange Coupon did, but it didn’t stop him from bluffing once; he clenched his fist forward, making an offensive stance.

"Now, do you move aside yourself, or do I have to ask you to move aside?"

"..."

These guys are even more wicked than he imagined.

∞ felt slightly.

Santo Domingo had already fallen; Japan Street’s generator was breached, and Huang Ban’s people were attacking the company plaza.

Should he say it’s unexpected or not...?

Now fighting to the end with a moron benefits him nothing, and ∞ didn’t believe that there was only one USB drive; these things are all over the place, and the police force behind the opponent was closing in.

So, ∞ spread his hands openly and said directly,

"Congratulations! You won this round, I concede."

Then, the Power Armor tilted and fell to the ground.

This fall felt like toppling a domino; the surrounding Modified Bodies fell limp one after another, seeming soulless, and spread rapidly like a virus throughout the city.

And in the distance, a faint voice was heard again.

"This game has just begun; you can win countless times, but for us, winning just once is enough. Good luck, hero."

"..."

Masked Rider remained standing motionlessly, not replying.

Until Exchange Coupon staggered to his side from afar, Masked Rider finally plopped to the ground, tossing the USB drive to him,

"I’m paralyzed from the waist down, can’t move, you’d better upload it yourself."

Exchange Coupon inserted the USB drive into his waist, and with his only remaining hand, touched the back of his own head,

"Heh, I thought you were like Asuka, burnt out, only white ash left, standing dead."

"Nonsense, I’m afraid to move; I move and I’ll fall over."

Masked Rider collapsed backward into the pile of Modified Bodies.

"What if that guy was just pretending to leave, what then? By the way, why are you alone, where is Brother Ni, wasn’t he with you?"

"We were lured to Ye Corporation’s basement, and barely fought our way out; Brother Ni was dismembered by those guys, that New Dynasty Elegance guy... is hiding."

"You guys are truly impressive; if it weren’t for you, it might have been too late by the time we realized."

Masked Rider turned his head, looking at the collapsed Modified Body nearby,

its shut-off photoelectric screen suddenly lit up, displaying a line of text,

[Originally, I wanted to surprise you, but you guessed it.]

Then it dimmed again.

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Time passed slowly.

It was so quiet in the council hall that only the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall could be heard.

The minute hand on the clock turned round and round, from seven when he first came here, till dawn.

Lin Miao still maintained the initial sitting posture, motionless, eyes fixed on Richard Knight across the long table, quietly waiting for the final answer.

The soundproofing after the doors close here is excellent; unless someone shells the city council, basically no noise can be heard, so Lin Miao was utterly unaware of everything happening outside.

He now seemed more like a homeroom teacher waiting for the final grades of students, his heart also suspended.

Finally, Richard Knight moved first; he stood up from his seat, walked towards Lin Miao, fingers gliding across the cold table surface,

"Mr. Lin, have you ever thought that the correct choice in your eyes today might push things to an irretrievable point?"