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Chapter 1152 - Chapter 1152 Chapter 790 Maze Lock Plan

Chapter 1152: Chapter 790: Maze Lock Plan Chapter 1152: Chapter 790: Maze Lock Plan D had always been pondering how to destroy this world.

Of course, he wasn’t talking about destruction in a physical sense; in fact, even if D detonated nuclear bombs turning the planet into wasteland or obliterated it into pieces, he wouldn’t destroy this world. On the contrary, such actions would merely “solidify” the reality of “human destruction” in this world, manifesting it visibly.

Thus, destroying the world wasn’t about physical destruction; it necessitated considering the issue from a different dimension.

D had been in this world for a month now, and throughout this month, he stayed busy collecting all sorts of information. He then discovered that this world was a purely capitalist one. It could be said that the world had become what it was because multinational corporate giants had monopolized technology and money–essentially, everything mankind needed. The governments, which should have been regulating their countries, were almost entirely subservient to financial oligarchs.

Night City was unique because it was located between the political entities of New America and Free State, forming an independent city-state. Its independence was solely because the city was entirely controlled by capital, with Arasaka and military technologies being the main contributors, while other corporations jockeyed for position in the shadows.

In such circumstances, individuals indeed could not compete with capital, which controlled everything in the city.

In an ordinary world, it would be incredibly difficult to overturn such a system.

Fortunately, this was a cyberpunk world.

A bizarre place where people madly stuffed their bodies with various parts and chips.

And conveniently, these gadgets all required networking.

Then there would be no problem.

After confirming this, D and Lumiaire discussed all night and ultimately decided on a plan.

On the Continent of Faelun, there was a high-level magic known as “Mystic Lock,” capable of enveloping an entire city with barriers. These barriers had various effects: some strictly forbade the entrance of the Demon Clan, others allowed people within the city to fly at will, and some maintained stable temperatures and climates.

D intended to imitate this form of magic by creating an electronic barrier similar to Mystic Lock in Night City.

Within this “Mystic Lock,” all electronic devices would be disabled unless permitted otherwise. This meant that when this Mystic Lock was activated, Night City would be completely paralyzed. The same would go for weapons–weapons in this world also had control functions and would become inoperative if hacked.

In this way, regardless of what kind of equipment these companies possessed, it would all be meaningless. Floating cars, fighter jets, tanks, missile trucks, drones, and various types of weapons including handguns, shotguns, and machine guns would all become piles of scrap metal.

Unless D approved, they would be utterly useless.

Yes, D planned to use this method to completely overthrow corporate capital’s control over this city, and consequently, the world. By then, the world’s original trajectory would be disrupted, and humanity would move towards an entirely new future… This would clearly be something the mastermind behind the scenes wouldn’t want to see, so they would definitely take action to trouble D.

Once they made their move… the following events would be beyond their control.

Of course, this was not an easy task, so D kept on with his missions while circling around Night City. After all, this almost amounted to invading every screw in Night City and turning them into his slaves. Frankly speaking, without Lumiaire’s presence, D–despite being good at playing games–clearly didn’t have the skills needed for programming.

Although D knew nothing about programming, fortunately, with Lumiaire’s explanations, he still gained some understanding of this world’s network situation.

Honestly, the network environment was more oppressive and intricate than reality; inside the Black Wall, stray AIs were evolving in unimaginable ways. Outside the Black Wall, because the original network had been destroyed, corporations and large enterprises had created their own regional networks, which they used to tightly control ordinary people.

For D, those stray AIs were naturally to be exterminated, although he didn’t understand programming, nor could he enter the network world to fight. But that didn’t matter. Even stray AIs inevitably had a server for data storage–they couldn’t exist out of thin air in the network world. Once he located the regional servers of these stray AIs, D could easily take them down.

After all, physically severing the network was the ultimate weapon.

Of course, D also considered that perhaps the stray AIs and fragmented information behind the Black Wall were the dark mastermind’s trump card. If there had been no defense of the Black Wall, the old network’s AI killers would rampage everywhere like a flood; for humanity, now almost fused with the network, this kind of attack could bring them to the verge of destruction–even complete annihilation.

Perhaps this was the dark mastermind’s objective?

This was also why D wanted to seize Night City first. If he captured the corporate network, then he could also create a powerful protection similar to the Black Wall. If the opposition played dirty and tried to use the AIs behind the Black Wall to destroy humanity, then D could activate his trump card defense attack.

Though there was a network surveillance currently in charge of monitoring the Black Wall, D didn’t plan to cooperate with it. After all, who knew whose side it was on? It was possible that network surveillance was monitoring the Black Wall just to release it at the most opportune moment–Guardians destroying what they guarded was something the Great Judge had seen too much of.

“By the way, why did you want me to team up with Lucy?”

After taking a sip of steaming coffee, D asked curiously again, having partnered with Lucy for half a month. He found Lucy to be quite an interesting girl, but honestly, D still couldn’t see why Lumiaire valued her.

“I feel like she and I are very similar.”

“She’s not elegant at all, though.”

D said with a grin–Lumiaire’s constant refrain was “Girls should be elegant,” but Lucy clearly lacked elegance. She belonged to the kind that “smokes, drinks, has tattoos but is a good girl”… Well, in this world, that definitely still counted as a good girl.

“You know that’s not what I mean, Great Judge.”

A hint of helplessness resonated in Lumiaire’s voice.

“I always feel like she resembles the old me somewhat. Not the smoking and drinking, but rather… some deeper aspects.”

“Well, it seems I don’t understand, but you’d better be careful, it would be interesting if she betrays you.”

“………..”

Hearing D’s words, Lumiaire fell into silence. In Night City, betrayal was practically a daily routine, even the closest of comrades had their day of betrayal. D himself had been betrayed by clients or comrades more than once. In fact, the previous mission was essentially Logue setting D up. Given Logue’s experience in the Jianghu, it was impossible for him not to see the issues with the Vortex Gang’s mission, yet she said nothing and let D go.

If D died, then he died. If D returned alive, then it was as if nothing had happened.

That was the way of the world. Although Lucy was doing fine for now, perhaps one day she, too, would betray D in a mission.

Of course, D didn’t care about that. Being strong meant he could do whatever he wanted, fearing no one.

In other words, if you’re not afraid of death, come at me and see if I don’t smash your skull with my little fists.

“……….. I never imagined the world would turn out like this.”

“Capitalism turns people into ghosts. There’s nothing surprising about that. When the alienation of people by capital is complete, that will be the time of the demise of capitalism.”

D curled his lips.

“Speaking of which, you remember what we’re supposed to do, right? We’re going to kill a lot of people, so don’t you start saying you can’t do it then. I’ve explained the reasoning very clearly–if we want to completely overthrow the rule of capital, we have to ignite a revolution. A revolution without bloodshed is like a street protest that’s worthless. The blood-soaked reality will be the corpses and severed heads of the capitalists. If you start saying you can’t go through with it then, all this effort would have been for nothing.”

“……….. Rest assured, Great Judge.”

Facing D’s inquiry, Lumiaire broke the silence and spoke.

“I won’t let you down.”

“Hope so.”

D set down his coffee cup and stretched languidly.

“Have you found any valuable leads?”

“Yes, according to intelligence, the eldest son of the chairman of Arasaka Corporation, Arasaka Lai Xuan, will soon arrive in Night City, for unknown purposes.”

“Arasaka, huh…That leaves just them.”

Hearing Lumiaire’s report, D narrowed his eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashing through them. As the oldest and largest multinational corporation in the world, Arasaka Corporation was D’s ultimate target. To shoot the leading bird, to kill the capitalists, you start with the biggest, fattest one.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t Arasaka Saburo arriving.

“When?”

“In about a week.”

“His itinerary? Will he be going to Arasaka Tower?”

“It seems not yet decided.”

“Good, keep monitoring.”

Having heard this, D made a decision.

“Once Arasaka Lai Xuan arrives, we’ll find an opportunity to kill him…Of course, if we could do it on top of Arasaka Tower, that would be more symbolic. After all, he’s the heir to the Arasaka Group. If we could hang him from a lamppost in full view, the Arasaka Group surely wouldn’t stand idly by…”

“You’re planning to attack Arasaka Tower?”

“Of course. But I’m not as dumb as that terrorist called Johnny Silverhand, bombing with a nuke, utterly pointless.”

Saying this, D hummed lightly.

“Arasaka Tower is just a symbol, people are the most important. Johnny Silverhand, that idiotic drug-addicted rock ‘n roll terrorist, knows nothing about resistance… This requires professionals.”

“Professionals?”

“That’s right.”

D stood up and stretched again.

“For us, this has always been a part of our history.”

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