Players Invade Cyberpunk
Chapter 59 - 18: New Players Logging In

Chapter 59: Chapter 18: New Players Logging In

3W

For a mercenary squad like Mann’s, this number isn’t particularly high. He’s taken on higher-paying jobs before, but those often involve stealing corporate secrets or assassinating executives.

Offending the Night Wanderers... the risk is not even on the same level.

For instance, this time Falcon is letting Mann and his team steal technical data from Zeta Technology’s building, and the commission is only 2W. Of course, the middleman himself takes at least five times that amount as commission.

If stealing data or hijacking transporters from major companies is like committing crimes under the watchful eyes of an armed military, any mistake could lead to death.

Fight the Night Wanderers?

It’s almost like kicking a stray dog on the street. Although this stray dog is certainly fierce and their numbers are overwhelming, Mann would surely be overwhelmed if it came to a fight. However, as long as he doesn’t leave Night City, they can’t do anything to Mann. After some time, they’ll probably forget about it themselves.

Even if they enter the city, on other gangs’ turf, second-rate groups like the Night Wanderers wouldn’t dare act too brazenly. If they come with fewer people, they are just asking for trouble.

But this guy actually called in Adcardo, indicating it’s no small matter. Mann doesn’t want to lead his team into a trap just for some money.

Although mercenaries are essentially living with their heads tied to their waists, Mann values his team more than money.

After another gulp, Mann finished off the 600ml bottle of beer as if it was water, then pinched the bottle neck and tossed it. The skinny mercenary, performing tricks in the distance, caught the bottle and tossed it onto his head. He stacked three bottles on his head impressively, shaking but not collapsing.

"It’s Monday the 22nd today. I want to see the mission brief by Thursday, and my people must participate in the intelligence investigation before the operation. Otherwise, feel free to find someone else."

"Haha, didn’t expect you to be so cautious."

"Dealing with people like you, a moment’s carelessness and you’re dead without a grave."

"It’s clearly our first meeting, seems Mr. Mann has been swindled badly before." Lin Miao placed his half-finished beer on the flower bed, stood up and patted the other’s shoulder. "I always believe in win-win when doing business. As long as you’re a friend, even if I lose money, I won’t let my friends suffer losses. See you then, Mr. Mann."

"Hmph, talk is cheap."

Watching Lin Miao blend into the crowd, Mann turned somewhat displeased to look at a crimson leather-clad woman sitting at a round table not far away. Her face was fully covered by implants, and she had been staring in their direction.

"Qiwei, did you manage to find out his identity?"

"...No, the scan results only showed his name, no response from the NCPD database." Qiwei was Mann’s team’s hacker, replacing Sasha, and her skills were quite exceptional in this field. However, when she tried wirelessly accessing Lin Miao’s signal earlier, nearly burned out a port.

"Moreover, he definitely noticed my scan. The other party has a very sophisticated firewall, I didn’t dare to attempt an intrusion."

"Then forget it."

Mann didn’t mean to make trouble for Gloria either. Their relationship was fairly good; Mann was getting discounts on implants from her that were considered favorable in Night City. No need to affect their transactions over this.

"By the way, Qiwei, have Rebecca and Dorio halt their scouting of Zeta Technology’s building. I’ll inform Falcon, and delay the response until Thursday."

"Got it. Be careful of that guy, Mann, there’s something off about him." Qiwei extinguished her cigarette, her intuition was usually spot on.

Just moments ago, when she contemplated invading Lin Miao’s systems, her every cell trembled, a terror of facing imminent death nearly paralyzing her.

For heaven’s sake, what kind of monster is this? She hasn’t experienced such fear even when going up against corporate ICE or top-notch hackers.

She even felt dwarfed as if standing before the Black Wall built by the Internet Supervisor.

...

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

"Damn!"

Three consecutive curses

The new century’s lousy warriors jumped out of the modification chamber, touching here and there, even laying down on the ground to try polishing the opponent with their tongue, until they ended up with a mouthful of dust and squatted aside spitting.

But the other four who logged in with him weren’t much better.

The silver-haired Natural Curl climbed out of the chamber, the first thing he did was look down at the only pair of boxers on him.

"What’s this? Doesn’t seem very real. Aren’t you supposed to awaken completely nude? Anyway, shouldn’t ask for too much. Let me open the treasure box first and take a look."

He reached down, pulled at the elastic band of his boxers, attempting to peek at something considered a banned item in the entirety of game history.

But when those dead fish eyes truly saw inside, it was as if countless golden lights flashed before his eyes.

"This... this is..."

The Wildmen waking up with him were astonished. Despite playing two days in advance, they never had the idea to check their own treasure.

After the golden flash, the silver-haired Natural Curl suddenly sat down cross-legged in place, forming a meditation gesture with his hands, appearing as someone renouncing worldly pleasures. However, those dead fish eyes seemed somewhat out of place in the scene, and he murmured in his mantra.

"Namo Amitabha, this poor monk has long renounced joy, what desires remain."