Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1194 - 387: They Just Kept Shouting About Bonds and Friendship and Then Charged Right In_3

Maybe the company can continue growing stronger, but the ideals will be shattered."Hmm!"

Steamed Bun waved his Powerful Gloves and said mightily,

"Whoever dares to disobey, I’ll bash their heads with this."

Then he said worriedly,

"But with how big the commotion is this time, the BOSS is nowhere to be found, will those companies..."

"Let’s take it step by step. Damn it, who knows it would turn out this big, really good at finding trouble for us."

The Henan people couldn’t help it either, can’t just watch everything unfold like this.

Plus, who knows whether that thing’s impact on human brains is permanent or temporary, what if there’s a dementia side effect, akin to frontal lobe surgery, the damage would be incalculable, we must end this quickly.

If everything goes smoothly, then this battle will bring a soul transformation for the workers in the two districts.

Meanwhile, inside the Santo Domingo Horizon Office, the players dared not make further moves.

Because this place is under Blue Eyes’ close watch, outside the door, pairs of blue eyes were staring down the office; any player who dared to step out would be swarmed.

For Richard Knight, having the Horizon Mercenaries wait patiently until the incident is over is the best outcome; as long as they don’t leave, he won’t turn hostile.

And the players, fully armed, confronted him intensely, eyes burning with the urge to rush out for a thrilling fight.

"Lucy, mentor, Natural Curl and the others have already gone to attack the statue on Japan Street, aren’t we going to act? If not, should we just go out and fight alongside them?"

"Haywood over there is quite the scene."

"...."

Facing the players’ inquiries, Lucy remained silent.

Before leaving, Lin Miao told her to hold off without a signal.

"What signal exactly are we waiting for..."

Lucy was incredibly worried; though there were quite a few players in the bar now, the signal sources Lucy detected online amounted to thousands, rushing out meant certain death, possibly dragging Arthur and the others down too.

She didn’t understand battle tactics or situation assessment, filled only with concern for Lin Miao’s safety and guarding against AI forces from behind Blue Eyes.

"Ah! It’s happening!"

A player standing on the rooftop balcony pointed to the distance and said,

"So many people! Did Steamed Bun call everyone from the industrial area?"

"Really? Let me see, damn! They’re already fighting the Modified Bodies!"

All eyes turned to Lucy again, feeling the pressure, she couldn’t care if this was the signal, she could only grip her forehead and say,

"Then let’s go!"

"Alright!!!"

Santo Domingo, moments ago tranquil, erupted into combat surpassing other districts fiercely.

The doorframe robots serving as mobile cover charged forward, planting explosive steel spikes into the ground, unfolding folding-armor plate on the spot, with shooting slots, creating a mini-fortress, providing shelter for new players and workers behind, serving as fire points with automatic machine guns.

And when Steamed Bun and the others, not normally participating in battles, life-oriented old players, equipped MT-3, they forcibly blocked Modified Bodies equipped with Sianweistan close-combat enhancements breaking through.

The militia flooding into Santo Domingo began spreading to various blocks under the Civil Committee’s direction, engaging in crossfire with Modified Bodies.

Despite militia’s individual combat capabilities being negligible against Modified Bodies, performing worse than newly arrived Wildmen, but they’re not unarmed.

Influenced by players long-term, their behaviors were gradually aligning with the players.

"Let me show you my hard-trained driving skills!"

A driver, controlling a forklift, floored the pedal into the street, the steel fork impaling a Modified Body’s gut, pinning it to the wall unable to budge.

Surrounding Modified Bodies rushed in, trying to tear the driver apart, but workers quickly drove more dump trucks and road rollers following into the scene, pulverizing unprepared Modified Bodies.

Your Exoskeleton is strong, but my dump truck is stronger.

Some of Richard Knight’s thoughts weren’t misplaced; people naturally align with heroic figures to learn from them.

To demonstrate social system superiority isn’t by wealth or luxurious living conditions.

But by enabling individuals within that system to exert their exemplary influence, elevate themselves in spiritual pursuits, intellectual level and charisma, with exceptional and lively spirit exceeding ordinary people, fostering recognition and aspiration in people from other systems.

Of course, brainwashing doesn’t count, that’s cheating.

Players acted as the individuals admired by citizens, brimming with spirit, morale high, knowledgeable, skillful, approachable not arrogant, fearing nothing, daring even against the greatest adversaries.

Players might not be such individuals in reality, burdened with food, work, study, family among others, suppressing themselves.

Yet in the game, free from pressures, they could unreservedly flourish, embodying their ideal selves, succeeding in achieving noble purposes.

Like mimetic diffusion, this situation starting to spread bit by bit from players to workers interacting with them regularly.

Why back during the Cold War Western rulers feared the Red so deeply, even banning their writings from spreading?

Is it not due to their representatives possessing admirable personality and thought levels attracting worldwide visionaries?

Who could they put forth to challenge? Roosevelt denounced as a Red lapdog or Churchill losing all British glory?