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Chapter 1162 - Chapter 1162 Chapter 795 The Chaotic Beginning_2

Chapter 1162: Chapter 795: The Chaotic Beginning_2 Chapter 1162: Chapter 795: The Chaotic Beginning_2 On the contrary, if she blew the whistle on this matter and took down Arasaka, she would be safe forever.

So, Regina was quite reliable in this respect.

But the others weren’t so reliable.

“We should take a trip to Afterlife.”

At that thought, D made up her mind.

“It’s also about time to trouble that old hag who always likes to dodge things.”

Yes, D was referring to Logue. If Regina was a middleman with integrity, then that old hag had sold her out more than once, although D was strong enough to dodge the bullet every time. But that “no problem as long as you can handle it” smirk on her face really pissed D off.

So she didn’t mind strolling over to Afterlife, to give that old hag a headache– when the Arasaka Intelligence Department came knocking, her expression would surely be priceless.

Afterlife was as noisy and raucous as always. To D, this environment, akin to a disco, was not at all pleasant. Truth be told, D couldn’t understand why anyone would like this, just as incomprehensible as why anyone would like rock music– that steel noise was headache-inducing. Shouts and screams sold as rebellion and freedom ultimately boiled down to self-indulgence. With their dyed blond hair and tattooed selves, smoking and drinking, they’d hop around the dance floor like lunatics, thinking they were so rebellious, so counterculture, so free.

But when those country hags dared rob you right in your face, every single one of them turned out more cowardly than watch dogs, not daring to utter a peep. The so-called spirit of rock, freedom, and resistance all vanished, leaving nothing but a bunch of kids who only dared to mumble and nod submissively.

“Hey, D.”

Claire, behind the counter, greeted D.

“Something up? Logue hasn’t arrived yet.”

“Just stopping by.”

“You stopping by here out of the blue… that’s unexpected. Want something to drink?”

“The usual, a bottle of Joy Monkey.”

“Coming right up.”

Taking the drink, D found a less noisy corner to sit down, sipping her beverage while scanning the surroundings. Perhaps because it was daytime, the place wasn’t too crowded. But come night, it would fill up. Right now, just a few mercenaries without assignments were killing time…

“Ah, D… didn’t expect to see you here.”

A voice rang in D’s ear. She looked up to see a big, black fat man with a gold chain grinning down at her. D recognized him; he was Dexter, another well-known fixer in Afterlife, but unlike Regina and Wakako, who each had their own turf, he meandered all over Night City, accepting commissions from everywhere– D had dealt with him once or twice before, but their acquaintance was merely superficial.

“Is Logue handing out jobs?”

“I’m just hanging out.”

“You hanging out here–that’s rare.”

The big, fat man spread his hands.

“In that case, how about taking a job from me?”

“I’m planning to take a break, rest up. I’m not looking to take any jobs right now.”

D set down her Joy Monkey and gave the fat man a once-over, who seemed not to mind.

“No problem, we’ll be in touch if something comes up.”

With that, the big fat man walked off with his bodyguards toward another corridor–hmm, to the private booths. Looks like another sucker was about to be taken for a ride by this big fat shark.

As she sipped her drink, D turned her attention back to discussing the next plan with Lumiaire.

[Arasaka Lai Xuan has arrived in Night City, but he has not gone to Arasaka Tower. Instead, he is staying in a top floor suite at Palace Blue Mansion.]

“I thought he’d check out Arasaka Tower, but the Crown Prince doesn’t seem interested at all?”

[According to the news searched online, he once led the gang in rebellion against Arasaka Corporation but failed. Perhaps Arasaka Lai Xuan himself is not fond of Arasaka Corporation.]

“Typical juvenile rebellion–acting on passion and impulse without a plan or thought. Crushed by reality in the end… Well, it’s never too late to read a few books.”

D hummed lightly.

“But it’s fine, the bait remains quite useful. Are we certain Arasaka Saburo will come to Night City?”

[Yes, Great Judge, per internal net info, Arasaka Lai Xuan has stolen the RELIC and currently plans to meet with the NetWatch, intending to sell the RELIC to them. Arasaka Saburo is set to secretly visit Palace Blue Mansion to meet with Arasaka Lai Xuan.]

“Good, just perfect to take down both of them together, and add Arasaka Huako to that… have you injected the virus yet?”

[Yes, but Arasaka Huako is not an individual of the Arasaka Group…]

“That’s none of our concern. To utterly destroy Arasaka Group, one must obliterate any chance of its continuance. Fortunately, there are only a few left in the Arasaka family. Once they’re all dead, Arasaka Corporation will be headless, and combined with the secrets Regina is leaking, Arasaka won’t be able to avoid death this time. Then…”

However, before D finished speaking, an excited voice came from nearby.

“Hey, look, this is it, V, the heart of Night City– beating nonstop. Can you imagine? Susan Forrester, the Snake, and even Morgan Blackhand… they’ve all sat on these stools, sprawled out on this bar to sleep.”

D looked up to see a stocky man with a bun hairstyle leading a younger guy into Afterlife. The bigger man looked around excitedly while explaining something to his companion.

“Just two more unlucky newbies.”

D retracted her gaze, shaking her head. Every day there were self-proclaimed rookies arriving here, eager to make a name in Night City. To D, however, there was no honor or reputation to be found here. Ultimately, regardless of the fame, mercenaries were still just mercenaries–to be pitied as dogs begging under the corporations.

Just then, D saw Logue walking over. When she caught sight of D, Logue’s face showed surprise.

“Yo, D, didn’t expect to see you around here.”

“Just dropped in.”

Seeing Logue, D chuckled and stood up, nodding at her.

“Alright, I’m heading back. Good luck.”

After saying this, D simply walked away, while Logue looked on puzzled–somehow, she felt there was a deeper meaning to D’s last words.