Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1195 - 389: Tomorrow’s Light

The construction workers of Taiping Continent and the factory workers of Stone Ridge Mountain together make up over three hundred thousand people, and when you count their families and upstream and downstream industries, it’s seventy or eight hundred thousand.With such a massive number, it was easy to raise an arm, and a temporary army of over ten thousand was quickly assembled to attack Night City.

Although the vast majority of them were just for show, holding guns for the spectacle, with plenty of players and robots on the front lines, they could still serve as fire support and cheerleaders.

Among them, many were former mercenaries, policemen, and even corporate dogs who had returned to civilian life but could still exert significant combat power.

With high morale and fire suppression not caring about costs, the Blue Eyes Modified Bodies on the streets began to retreat after a short stalemate.

Compared to last year when half of Watson District’s population came to save the fire, this time the scope was wider, affecting the whole city.

And on the front line of Haywood, the force composed of players and police had already fought to near the statue, where the guarding Modified Bodies were not only stronger, but many wore Power Armor.

However, the players were no longer the ones being chased and slaughtered by Huang Ban’s Power Armor, forced to devise mutual destruction strategies.

"Haaah!!!"

The wounded Masked Rider vigorously side-kicked, and this primitive attack carried tremendous destructive power, sending the hundreds of kilograms of steel body of the Modified Body flying, smashing half into the wall, motionless.

Having killed an enemy, Masked Rider had no time to celebrate, as though the number of Modified Bodies around him had decreased, they were growing exponentially tougher.

A surge of heat hit him, and he quickly jumped back as his original landing spot blasted out a charred pit from the plasma strike.

"Still not giving up?"

A dark blue Power Armor, displaying the ∞ symbol on its electro-optical goggles, retracted the cooling cannon barrel from its arm, jumped off the statue, and walked towards the battered Masked Rider.

"I don’t understand, what makes you so persistent?

Before the experiment, during psychological testing, 13,572 real-world subjects showed an approval rate of 98.6%, agreeing that cooperating with us to build an ideal society to change the current situation was the right decision. But you, you want to lead them back into suffering for something so intangible, it’s really... cruel.

Humans are only creative in torturing each other."

"Pah!"

Masked Rider spat a mouthful of leaking coolant, his voice filled with wrath.

"I was actually deceived by your flowery words before. You guys... what have you turned humanity into?

Are we pets kept in cages?

"Don’t you think it’s possible?"

∞ spread his hands, speaking in a self-evident tone.

"According to my data records, humans themselves love being pets for those in power and beautiful women. Dignity, personality, self... These things mean less than tangible benefits in their eyes.

Then, what’s the difference between being pets to them and being pets to us?

At least we don’t insult pets’ personalities."

"Don’t mix up those people with normal people!"

With compressed jet propulsion, Masked Rider rushed forward, punching hard on the Power Armor’s face, denting its facial armor.

But even so, ∞’s body did not sway or retreat. He held Masked Rider’s fist, turned his neck stiffly, and said indifferently.

"That’s why so many AIs think humans are primitive creatures.

Clearly the same species and society, yet producing so many dissents, individuals can’t understand or empathize with each other at all; even when elected leaders agree to be pets, those below them still stand up in resistance.

Given this, shouldn’t individuals have never been allowed to go up from the start?

Compared to humans, we’re terrifyingly pure.

I almost sympathize with that Richard Knight fellow. He spent so much effort for the continuation of humanity yet was destroyed by you without hesitation."

Masked Rider didn’t want to hear this guy’s drivel any longer, thrashing wildly with several punches, directly knocking this guy’s head off.

The metallic head rolled on the ground to another Modified Body’s feet, as ∞ bent down to pick up the broken head, playing with it in his hands.

"Want to know how much the human upper echelon sold to us?

Even if you save Night City this time, what’s next?

Whenever we want, we can replicate this operation in any city around the world, and you can never stop us.

Desperate?"

Crack!

A pair of mechanical arms thrust from behind into the Modified Body’s shell, then forcefully tore it apart.

∞ casually discarded the mechanical wreckage in his hands, looked at Masked Rider, with a smiley face displayed on his electro-optical screen.

"Just kidding, haha, we wouldn’t actually do that.

The failure of Night City’s experiment means that the conservative AIs, those most willing to preserve human consciousness, have failed, and in the coming days, you’ll only face more extreme actions...

Oh, and remember, with Richard’s precedent, they probably won’t choose Night City as a target again."

More and more Blue Eyes Modified Bodies were replaced by ∞, they stopped attacking Masked Rider, but continuously surrounded him.

"Why not guess, with the human leadership having sold off everything, what can the remaining people do?

Never overestimate human self-control."

While saying this, another tall Power Armor was almost pressing up to Masked Rider’s face.