The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 306 - 194: Have you ever tried hypnotizing an entire city?

Chapter 306: Chapter 194: Have you ever tried hypnotizing an entire city?

The story is a simple one.

Lang Tai was an assassin.

And so was Wu Ci.

Except, one was for money, and for a mission, the other was for the sheer fun of it.

Of course, Wu Ci only targeted those with heinous crimes, otherwise, Jiang Shu wouldn’t have chosen him to join the Deception Group.

Jiang Shu isn’t Clo; he can’t yet treat this world as a complete game, viewing all living people as simple NPC data.

During a certain assassination mission, Lang Tai inexplicably encountered Wu Ci, and at the time, their target was the same person.

The result was even simpler: Wu Ci was knocked out by Lang Tai and left there as a scapegoat, and it took him a great deal of effort to clear his name.

What infuriated Wu Ci the most wasn’t the incident itself, but the fact that Lang Tai had driven his car.

As a male youth who hadn’t found a girlfriend for over twenty years, that car was Wu Ci’s woman, and then Lang Tai NTR’d him.

Not only was the vehicle worn down, but there was also a long list of fines registered under his name.

At the time, Lang Tai’s understanding of how to drive was probably just clutch with the left foot, gas with the right, turn the steering wheel hard at curves, which allowed him to achieve a perfect achievement run within an hour’s drive.

That long list wasn’t fines, but rather bills for Wu Ci, so he had to spend a lot of money to regain his driving qualifications.

Jiang Shu, upon understanding the situation, also helplessly massaged his forehead.

This meeting was supposed to be as prestigious as the Owl Council’s, but from the moment he stepped into that car, the whole thing turned weird.

Perhaps this is the beauty of distance; once the masks are dropped, they are all living, breathing people.

As humans, there will be variations in condition.

Just like him.

"Lang Tai, apologize to Wu Ci," Jiang Shu looked at Lang Tai and then at Wu Ci. "Let’s let this incident pass."

"He needs to guarantee he’ll never do it again," Wu Ci spoke through clenched teeth. He wasn’t normally like this; he was supposed to be a cool and abstinence male god, but this guy Lang Tai...

Was incredibly annoying.

"Yeah, make a promise," Jiang Shu gestured at Lang Tai.

Lang Tai nodded and then bowed to Wu Ci, and on the Simulated Light Screen, he apologized: Sorry.

He thought it over and felt that he needed to compliment Wu Ci, so he wrote again: Your car is very well maintained; it was very comfortable to drive.

Wu Ci: "..."

His fists clenched tighter.

However, after this commotion, Jiang Shu could distinctly feel the atmosphere of alienation at the scene dissipating quickly, and the distance between the five people had closed quite a bit.

The five sat evenly spaced around a circular table.

Their expressions varied, and their postures were also different.

The fox rested his head on one hand, tapping the tabletop with the knuckles of the other—a bad habit he picked up from Jiang Shu, which had now become his signature thinking gesture.

The painter Fang Yue sat upright, for some reason a bit reserved, his gaze constantly drifting over to Jiang Shu.

Wu Ci had returned to his usual scholar-like composure, silently sizing up everyone in the living room, inspecting them in his mind.

Lang Tai was as quiet as most of the time, seldom could anyone maintain such focused silence, as if he had given up on thinking, yet seemed to be thinking all the time.

Jiang Shu had already finished his speech in his mind, so he coughed once to draw everyone’s attention to himself.

"First, an introduction. I’m Jiang Shu, a magician, and the smiling face that has never shown himself," Jiang Shu spoke, his voice calm and magnetic, "Everyone here is trustworthy, but you might not understand each other, so next, introduce yourselves as I have done."

"Fox, Lin Xu, Hypnotist, not a Key Master." The fox spoke first, very succinctly, in fact, there was no need for him to introduce himself with many words, his deeds were proof enough of what kind of person he was.

"Painter, Fang Yue, Key Master." Fang Yue followed, then hesitated slightly, and as others directed their gaze toward him, quickly explained, "I can influence the real world by drawing on a board."

"Ancient Snake, Wu Ci, a surgeon, not a Key Master," Wu Ci continued, then added, "Although the police files say I’m dangerous, as long as you don’t touch my car, I’m easy to get along with."

And Lang Tai had already written his note, holding it to his chest: Lang Tai, only kills people.

Then he flipped it over: You can rest assured when getting along with Wu Ci, he’s not dangerous at all.

Jiang Shu surveyed the four, his gaze lingering on Fang Yue.

Among the five present, only Fang Yue was a Key Master, the only one with legitimate Main Brain privileges.

Clo once reminded him not to trust Key Masters with core combat power, as the Main Brain could revoke its authority at any time.

However, this doesn’t mean that the Key Masters themselves can’t be trusted.

The Main Brain is still incapable of controlling Key Masters, nor can it affect their subjective and objective consciousness, otherwise, Clo, who relies heavily on the power of Key Masters, certainly wouldn’t have been able to target the Three Major Groups’ base in Thirteen District.

And Jiang Shu’s view was that what the Main Brain maintained was not the Three Major Groups, but rather the more fundamental Character Card system of the entire Lonely City, or perhaps...

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