Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 803 - 259: The True Legend (Part 2)

And who are the "They" that Lister mentioned in the log?

How much are they related to me?

Lin Miao could almost conclude that the so-called "They" and the system were a group, or rather, fabricated by them.

The technology he drew from the pool, each piece guided Lin Miao on how to deal with the industrial legacy of the past hundred years. If it weren't for Lister refusing them, he might have drawn similar things or products from the pool.

"Kasper."

Lin Miao felt heavy-hearted. He glanced at the robot beside him, still immersed in building the nuclear reactor experimental zone with blocks in Plaza No. 1.

Although it was just a mock-up, he was only the director, not a professional engineering team. Even a model was beyond his capability.

He was quite enjoying it, and even hired some players to help, but there was no payment; he couldn't afford any.

"Kasper!"

Seeing this guy still soaking online, Lin Miao went up and slapped him awake with the terminal.

"Who the hell... Uhh...?"

Dragged out of cyberspace, Kasper was about to start swearing but swallowed his words when he saw it was Lin Miao and awkwardly smiled, saying,

"What I meant was... work hard... Boss, only then can you launch Stone Sword!"

Ever since he got beaten by Lin Miao for his foul mouth, he knew what to say in front of whom. Being a seasoned workplace veteran, he understood he couldn't afford to offend Lin Miao; cow or horse, he'd take it.

Lin Miao couldn't care less about his sycophancy.

"The Prometheus Laboratory has been taken down. We are currently recovering all the data. Once Sea God finishes organizing it, estimate how much funding and manpower will be needed to build the first reactor. Have the costing department list it for me."

"As for the publication credits you wanted, you can start on that as well."

"What?!"

Kasper was shocked. He thought Prometheus would at least last for half a year. It was surprising that it got blasted in just two months.

He felt a bit of lingering fear, glad he had kowtowed quickly back then; otherwise, he'd have been blown away with the data.

Facing Lin Miao's demands and promises, he was delighted but also hesitant. After thinking about it, he decided to say,

"Actually, I think there's no need to pursue self-produced reactors. It's a massive investment, and without the relevant industry, building it will be very slow..."

In reality, engineering projects aren't like in cyberspace, where everything appears with a wave of data. In reality, every screw, every piece of concrete, must come from assembly lines and mixers.

Lin Miao completely lacked the industrial foundation. Even if production in the cyber world broke records, building the first reactor within two years would be considered efficient.

"You could entirely buy ready-made ones; the technology for the reactor in Dog Town is already quite..."

Lin Miao interrupted Kasper.

"There's an old saying in my hometown: having parents is nice, but having your own is better. I don't want energy to be in someone else's hands."

"Even if there's no industrial chain and skilled workers, it's better to gradually develop them than to regret later when the power gets cut off."

Santo Domingo's electricity relies on an old nuclear power plant, Taiping Continent's electricity is siphoned from other districts, and Dog Town's power comes from a crashed airship. None of them are stable.

Furthermore, with the future revitalization and reconstruction of Taiping Continent and the expansion of Stone Ridge Mountain Industrial Zone, the demand for electricity will skyrocket. The current supply is far from sufficient, and Lin Miao doesn't want the money flowing into someone else's pockets, exacerbating the trade deficit.

"..."

Kasper thought Lin Miao made some sense. It was unexpected that this cyber slave owner, exploiting cyber slaves, would have such insight. Any ordinary company would have bolted at the sight of such huge initial investment, and he saw him in a new light...

"What are you looking at? Hurry and get to work! You can also pick people from them; one might have a nuclear engineering background. Get them to join in, but don't mention salaries."

"The company has already provided them with work and experience, so talking about money would be mundane. Workers should learn to contribute."

"Also, once Lucy finishes with Prometheus, take it along for rehab. Time is money; how can you sleep at ease?"

"At your age, can you really sleep well?"

I was wrong; this guy is a cyber vampire who deserves to be hanged from a street lamp! 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

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The plane to Cuba didn't depart from Night City but from a private airport on the outskirts of Los Angeles.

After all, they were posing to explore the drug cartel's secrets like local thugs. Criminals should act like criminals, showing signs of stowing away.

"Sandro 200, a small passenger aircraft, can seat up to 16 passengers. It's a fine piece that needed a favor from an old war buddy to borrow."

Mickey patted the airplane's landing gear as if showing off.

But the people in front of him weren't buying it. Olivia gave him the middle finger.

"Alright, you old geezer. We paid for this - 150,000 euros for one trip. We're not here to listen to your boasting. It's more expensive than an airship ticket! No one would've taken this junk before."

Mickey retorted,

"What a joke, what good stuff does your Chaotic Blade Association have? A bunch of bandits who only know how to rob and fly planes? More like taking to the sea to feed the fish."

The Chaotic Blade Association had a route going south, custom-made small submarines. Such small targets, moving individually, weren't likely to be hit by AI attacks, but there was a small issue: the survival rate wasn't high.

Even if the AI didn't come, it was easy to run aground or accelerate straight towards the seabed.