Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 806 - 260: The Greatest Invention of the 21st Century—Mewtwo_2

[Though weakened by time and fate, strong will remains]

[Let us struggle, explore, and discover]

[Never surrender]!"

Never surrender...

Gloria had often recited in David's ear her hope that he would reach the top of Huangban Tower, the highest place she'd ever seen.

But now, David saw a high mountain.

Compared to that mountain, Huangban Tower was so insignificant, even less than a pebble at the foot of the mountain, and he was now standing beneath it.

The mountain path was fraught with dangers and hardships, with demons lurking, and once stepped upon, one would face infinite resistance.

Standing beside David was the Red Killer Demon, who took out the medal he had earned in the Big Sur defensive battle, held it in his hand, and asked

"In my capacity as a party member, I would like to recommend you, David Martinez, to become an honored member of the Youth League. Would you be willing?" 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"I..."

David's heart pounded, Paul was also a Youth League member, a true legend.

Could I really do it?

Looking at the high mountain before him, David held his breath

"I am willing!"

"Very good, now you're the first Youth League member in Night City."

As if fearing David might back out or something else, the Red Killer Demon suddenly stuffed the badge into David's arms and hid it

Just as he finished speaking, the cargo door was pushed open again, and a furious figure walked in

"David!"

Gloria's red hair billowed like an enraged lion, reaching out to pull David's ear and lift him up.

"How did you get here?"

She was going mad, for this was Cuba! Not the outskirts of Night City, a place ten thousand times more dangerous than Big Sur.

Behind Gloria, the informant Olivia looked smugly at David and the Red Killer Demon being scolded by his mom.

She was beside herself with joy.

"Once the plane lands, you're going back! Back to Night City!"

"No way!"

David stubbornly retorted to his mom like a bull

"Unless you both go back to Night City!"

"Miss Gloria, I must remind you, this plane lands in Los Angeles, not Night City. The risk of having him fly back isn't any less than staying in Cuba."

The Red Killer Demon didn't want the bird caught to spread its wings and fly away.

"How about this, let David follow me. I swear with my life that before I die, he will not be harmed."

"..."

The headache-ridden Gloria could only lament how her son was growing harder to control, reluctantly turning to the Red Killer Demon

"Then I'll leave him to you."

"That's my duty."

Being able to stay, David was excited but also a bit regretful

"What a pity."

"What's a pity?"

The Red Killer Demon was curious, since David could stay, what was he regretting?

David shook his head in regret, looking at the book in his hand

"It's a pity there's no Mewtwo. If I could really become Paul Kochetkin in Mewtwo, it would be perfect."

In Mewtwo... become Paul Kochetkin...

In Mewtwo!

Mewtwo!

The Red Killer Demon's brain felt like it was hammered hard, buzzing.

For the first time, a delighted expression appeared on his usually calm face. He tightly gripped David's shoulders, shaking him

"David! You know what! You're simply a genius!"

"Mewtwo! It's Mewtwo! We've solved our biggest problem!"

The expert in the cabin heard the commotion and came over, he was the one who had just tipped off the Red Killer Demon that Gloria had gone over.

Seeing the Red Killer Demon's expression, he was startled too.

"What happened?"

The Red Killer Demon immediately went up

"I found the answer to our problem; the answer is Mewtwo!"

What Mewtwo?

I'm still dreaming.

The expert was bewildered, completely unaware of what the Red Killer Demon was talking about.

Seeing his bewilderment, the Red Killer Demon realized he had lost his composure and quickly explained

"We should use Mewtwo as a cultural propagation carrier to spread our ideology! It's an unstoppable iron fist! Do you understand?"

The Red Killer Demon pulled the expert back into the cabin, explaining to the others.

Their biggest dilemma now was the inability to quickly disseminate their ideology. In this 2076 society fragmented by consumerism and corporate wars, a highly impactful cultural piece must emerge to efficiently convey the essence of their actions.

The importance of the propaganda field was by no means weaker than the armed field.

Books won't work, even with translation through ocular implants, people in 2076 have no patience to hear their explanations.

Movies won't work

Songs won't work

Simple language, text, and images have very limited impact, even harder to counteract the pervasive corrosion of current capitalism.

David enlightened the Red Killer Demon.

They should utilize Mewtwo.

Indeed, in Mewtwo, surrounded by beauties, making strides in the workplace is exhilarating.

But can it compare to gnawing wooden bread in Stalingrad, under artillery fire with comrades' corpses, following the commissar with the last 10 bullets in your rifle, shouting Ura to drive Nazis back to Berlin?

Rising to fame in the gangs, achieving success, and dominating the streets is exhilarating.

But does it compare to eating fried noodles and frozen potatoes in the snowy wilderness, resisting the assault of 28 Alliance Armies from the Yalu River to the 38th Parallel?

Is being Musk in Mewtwo more exhilarating or becoming Paul Kochetkin or Zhang Taofang, the Red Killer Demon felt it wasn't a choice.

The new type of neural modulators can offer better immersion, letting them experience firsthand the warriors' high morale and resolve, their awakening, and listen to the commissar's pre-battle mobilization.