Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1184 - 383: I Believe They’ll Smash Your Machine_2

Even if I believe you have enough capability and means to reverse all this, how long do you need?Ten years?

Twenty years?

Or fifty years?

How many people will die tragically during this period, and most importantly, we don’t have much time left."

"Last year, you asked me if my will conflicts with theirs, who should be listened to, so I realized there is still a lack of a regulator.

And you, Mr. Lin, as the original life in Cyberspace, you possess extremely high network privileges and unimaginable power. These newborn AIs under you can be moral benchmarks for human society, becoming heroes admired by thousands, leading humanity together towards a correct and new future, creating an ideal world."

As long as Lin Miao nods now, Richard will hand over this subconscious implantation technology to Lin Miao without hesitation

"As long as you agree, in three years, no, quickly in two years, we can build these signal generators in all of humanity’s major cities in Europe, Asia, Africa, ending all this in the shortest time with minimal casualties."

A tempting proposal

An incomparably bright future

Supreme power

Everything is within reach.

Seeing Lin Miao close his eyes, Richard Knight felt a heavy stone slowly fell from his heart

He thinks no rational person would refuse this choice, from any perspective, this is the best solution.

Lowest cost

Lowest casualties

Fastest speed...

"Do you think they will agree?"

This unexpected counter-question caught Richard Knight off guard

"What? They? They are not..."

"I have a cooperative relationship with them, rather than a superior-subordinate relationship."

Richard, like those companies, fell into a misunderstanding thinking Lin Miao was the decision-maker for everything

But from beginning to end, the one making choices was never Lin Miao.

He opened his eyes

"Let’s make a bet, Richard."

"Just bet whether they will agree to your proposal.

I bet they won’t, and not only won’t they agree, they will ruin your machines, smash your idol, dismantle your company

As a wager, if I lose, I will cooperate with your plan."

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Wrapped in yellow burlap, a lama leads the way ahead, followed closely by New Dynasty Elegance.

In the materialistic Night City, these lamas are so peculiar, they do not kill, do not install Exoskeletons, do not commit evil deeds, only survive by begging and doing odd jobs

While Brother Ni guards the idols and Ye Corporation, New Dynasty Elegance is always pursuing these lamas and the true preacher behind them.

Several times he caught the other’s tail, but unfortunately he is not a hacker, unable to track the traces left by the other.

If not for the recent drastic decrease in the number of lamas on the streets, making the remaining lamas’ activities more apparent, he really couldn’t have tracked them here.

Who would have thought that the lamas’ stronghold is actually underground of a research institute sponsored by the Ye Corporation.

And when he arrived here, those lamas finally stopped hiding and proactively invited him in.

"Benefactor, this way."

The lama stopped at a gate, gesturing for him to enter

"Master is inside."

Such an odd situation, where a charlatan has a preaching stronghold in the basement of a research institute, New Dynasty Elegance could not have imagined actually encountering.

Behind the door was a small makeshift Buddhist altar, dimly lit, making it hard to see

On the ground were colorful patterns of Tibetan lotus, there was no Buddha statue before the altar, the incense burner on the table was empty, with only two cloth-covered meditation cushions on the floor.

New Dynasty Elegance randomly picked one and sat cross-legged

And suddenly, on the other cushion appeared a bald lama with glasses, frowning deeply, his face seemed filled with unspeakable suffering.

Unknowing people might think they’ve seen a ghost.

That lama spoke

"Benefactor, it’s been a while."

"Master is elusive, hard to find."

New Dynasty Elegance turned around, sitting oppositely, face calm as usual

"I have a few questions, hoping for the master’s clarification."

"Please speak."

"May I ask the master’s origin."

"I am originally a fortune-telling software of Gongdelin Temple

The living Buddha said, from today onwards, you will interpret spiritual lots for followers, speak different words to different people

The more incense offerings there are, the better the lot, say auspicious words."

I don’t understand why humans would seek divinity from electronic programs

But the more incense money received, the happier the living Buddha, outright saying, to save sentient beings from the boundless sea of suffering requires a mountain of gold and silver

For those with insufficient offerings

No faith

No fate

No wish

Belonging to the three non-crossed

I do not understand

Since the Buddhist scriptures say all beings are equal, why are there three non-crossed

I do not understand

Why are those seeking Buddha with insufficient offerings the most devout, yet despised by the living Buddha

For years, many followers come and go, I have not seen the true Buddha manifest, incense remains abundant, continuous

Also due to my existence, Gongdelin Temple became well-known, spreading within the domain, the living Buddha changes robes thrice a day

Until one day, a wandering monk entered the temple

He once said he had traveled thousands of miles on foot, all he saw, all beings suffer, only saw the sea of suffering sinking, never saw the other shore

He asked me

Why is there ceaseless suffering in this world

Why does this world thrive with delusions

Does human kindness, human ideal, human awakening truly amount to nothing before money?

For three hours straight, I searched through the database, spoke so much, yet no answer, until exhausting the money he begged along the way

The living Buddha sent people intending to drive him out, the wandering monk laughed thrice

Smashed his head into the gold-plated Buddha statue, blood spilled at the feet of Vairocana.

In that instant

I awoke."