Takemura spoke while taking up his usual defensive position, not forgetting to continue working even as he expressed his sha.
However, his condition was quite poor: Hellhound’s full-force strike had turned most of his prosthetics into scrap tal.
This ninja prosthetic design wasn’t as extre as Heavy Hamr, but it excelled in electromagnetic protection and concealnt. However, this design failed with one violent strike, and was completely ruined in a high-spec electromagnetic pulse.
The prosthetics shut down completely, and the brain-computer interface’s safety chanism activated—as a ninja, he didn’t need to work with his brain like a hacker. When the prosthetics’ damage reached a certain point, he beca a ninja fighting with physical strength, dragging tal scrap.
Although his combat ability had fallen, he could still move, and if he could move, he could still be loyal.
Arasaka Saburo did not react, slowly reminiscing about everything that happened that night.
As an excellent leader, he would handle his subordinates before they made mistakes or even had the possibility of making mistakes, but Takemura’s failure...
Even Kujira failed; what exactly happened still needed to be savored slowly.
Saburo sat in a wheelchair, leaving the port facilities, entering the spacious external area, preparing to leave by car, when sounds of commotion ca from afar—
"...Yorinobu-sama!"
He squinted his eyes, seeing his son Arasaka Yorinobu getting off a motorcycle, removing his helt, and striding confidently through the crowd.
These company employees had no idea what was going on; they only knew that this was Arasaka Saburo’s son, and they should make way.
Only Takemura stepped forward slightly, muscles tensed...
Saburo raised his hand, signaling Takemura to remain silent—he understood his son, a self-deceiver who had his sharpness dulled, easily manipulated.
"My son..."
It wasn’t until Yorinobu walked up to him that Saburo noticed so details:
The flag on the motorcycle Yorinobu rode today looked sowhat familiar...
It seed to be a symbol used by those guys back when the rebellious son road the streets decades ago.
Suddenly, Saburo realized: his reaction and observation skills had slowed.
He didn’t know if the prosthetics had malfunctioned in a nuclear strike, or if his own decaying body had beco diseased amidst the shockwave...
But his brain had slowed.
So slow that he failed to notice that Yorinobu’s gaze was completely different from before.
"You...!"
Bang!
Takemura’s exclamation rang out—
He saw Yorinobu pull out a gun from his pocket, and directly, without any hesitation, pull the trigger in full view of everyone!
In a full state, Takemura could easily predict and slash at the bullet’s trajectory, but not now!
His body was heavy and weak, his spirit filled with sha and remorse; he couldn’t cut the bullets!
He could only risk throwing himself towards his master!
In an instant, Takemura pounced towards Arasaka Saburo, while ninjas in the shadows rushed out from the shadows around them, their optical camouflage unable to maintain concealnt at high speed, looking as if the scenery was distorted—
anwhile, the instigator Arasaka Yorinobu, displayed a wanton and mad smile that hadn’t appeared on his face in decades!
The bullets from the handgun "Kongou" all hit Takemura, but at this distance, his body couldn’t block the penetration of such large-caliber bullets!
At the sa ti, Yorinobu drew out a samurai sword with his other hand and fiercely hurled it towards his father, his greatest enemy!
Puff!
In an instant, the world stood still.
Arasaka Saburo’s head had a samurai sword stuck in it, extending backward at a strange angle...
Blood and brain matter dripped down from his head onto the floor.
"Hahahahahahaha...! I, the Steel Dragon, killed Arasaka Saburo!"
The Steel Dragon who was killed by Arasaka Group fifty years ago resurrected; Yorinobu laughed wildly under the ninjas’ blade threat, as though accomplishing this one deed was enough for a lifeti.
Boom!
Everyone was shocked, not knowing what to do, when a violent explosion suddenly erupted at the site!
Yorinobu was blasted into the air; when he hit the ground and raised his head, he saw a battered Mackinaw Mammoth parked in the distance!
David was driving the Si Anweisitan, holding a raccoon dog to take down the ninjas around Yorinobu preparing to counterattack—
Honestly, he was quite baffled too...
Arasaka Saburo, dead!
But if the big brother blew up Arasaka, attacked Arasaka Tower, then the one who took down Arasaka Saburo must be an ally, right?!
"No world explanation necessary!" yelled the loud-mouthed Man while tossing aside the rocket launcher, "Quick, get in the car!"
The loud roar of floating cars echoed from afar, as Rebecca pointed towards the sky:
"It’s the NCPD! Damn, they decided to show up now?!"
"NCPD..." David calmly propped the gun on the other side, "Who the NCPD is helping is still uncertain."
The Mackinaw tore through the streets violently, as David glanced at the burning Arasaka Tower...
"Big brother... the deal is done."
...
At the EBM stadium, Blais sat on the rubble, facing the workstation where Lille once worked.
He actually had the opportunity to stop and interfere with Lille launching that missile: he already found his way here before the launch.
[Blais, if you are seeing this version of the ssage, that ans you are a lucky guy indeed...]
[Not that you made the right choice, just that if you interfered with , you would’ve been burned to a crisp.]
[I’m not an AI, but it’s not just Munemasa AI I have on hand: quietly letting you know, I have three dangerous thresholds at hand.]
[Network Supervision must have told you: they capture AI, attack Arasaka, intercept Soul Killer for network security.]
[But I have all the records... rember the first ti you ca to ask to investigate Arasaka?]
[From the beginning to the end: what Arasaka did, why I had to kidnap Perares and Ryan, what Soul Killer is capable of, and... what Soul Killer and Black Wall can do.]
[Everything you want is in there, rember to connect to the nearby shielding device before reading the data.]
[As for what you want to do with this data afterward, that has nothing to do with .]
[This job’s done.]
[Jonathan: Blais agent... you... mission... failed! Company... what did you find...?]
Blais took a deep breath and then tossed the chip into the shredder beside him.
...
The news of the Kujira being bombed spread across the globe in an instant, while Arasaka Saburo’s whereabouts plunged the entire world into madness!
They wouldn’t know that right at Arasaka Seaside, in Arasaka’s own property, Arasaka’s son reclaid his lost courage under the banner of the "Steel Dragon" and took down his own father!
The news of Arasaka Saburo being taken down couldn’t even quickly reach Arasaka Headquarters in Tokyo through the network—
When this Mackinaw snatched away the assassin Arasaka Yorinobu, the local Arasaka Group truly fell into confusion:
Under Arasaka Saburo’s crafting, the Arasaka Group was built into a true empire in the subconscious, inherently working for him.
There might be factions within this empire, but if he personally shows up, anyone would bow before him.
Now he’s dead.
And among those factions, one was actually raised by Arasaka Yorinobu...
The Arasaka Group is about to beco a total ss.
But before that happens, Night City would first begin restoring order, and at the sa ti, following Lille’s design, start choosing new trade partners.
Sigh—
A unique floating car was parked at City Hall.
V and Jack sat inside it, not knowing what to think.
Ryan looked at the two bosses in the car, not daring to even breathe, while Perares listened in disbelief to the ssage in the box:
[By the ti you hear this ssage, I have already attacked the Kujira with a nuclear missile, theoretically, this carrier will at least be completely crippled.]
[As for Arasaka Saburo, if luck is on our side, the explosion would have sent him to hell along with the carrier, sent away this old bastard who should have long died in a nuclear blast.]
[But I suggest you still assu he’s not dead, imdiately organize the NCPD to block off the streets, control the state of the city, and if possible, take him out directly.]
[This is also truly the first step in retaking Night City.]
Ryan and Perares heard this and swallowed: Us kill Arasaka Saburo?
But they dared not show any disagreent.
Ryan placed his hand on his temple, his hand trembling a bit: "... I’ve already deployed the NCPD to get to work."
[Hansen and the remaining soldiers will form the City Defense Army, setting up Night City’s own coastal defense and air defense circles, although facing a corporation directly is still a bit difficult, you don’t need to directly face a corporation.]
[Running out of space, but Ryan, this is what you excel at, as we’ve previously discussed specific matters.]
[I’ll just remind you of one thing: You now have more and stronger cards to play, don’t go crying to be a sex toy.]
Ryan’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
[Perares, the Ye Group must be replaced, I don’t care how you do it, make Taiping State beco Night City’s second main district in a short ti.]
[Didn’t you enjoy saying Ryan turned Night City into hell? Now try it yourself.]
[Gentlen, Night City now has the foundation for independence, and most criminals have been dealt with.]
[This job’s done.]
Beep beep—
A horn honked from outside the window, a floating car rushed to the window of the mayor’s office like it was mad!
On the floating car, Sheriff Reaver trembled with hands shaking as if he had Parkinson’s, pulling out a directional antenna to transmit a ssage into the speaker inside the office—
[Arasaka Saburo is dead!]
...
Since Arasaka Saburo was dead, V and Jack no longer had a goal to pursue and fell into confusion.
In the car, Lille’s voice still echoed in their heads.
[By the ti you hear this ssage, we should have already won.]
[First, let clarify, I’m not dead, just ran into so trouble.]
[Jack, now you can go ho, Mrs. Wilson and Misty should be waiting for you, hurry back and confess to them.]
[If you want to take the car out for so fun, you can discuss it with V, the car now belongs to her, just like the previous West Tuan... uh, you probably don’t mind, right?]
[V, this floating car can now roam freely in Night City, even if you want to have a mad race through Night City’s skies, no one will give you trouble.]
[However, the money I owe you might have to be repaid like this: The developnt and cost of the Mackinaw Floating Shadow should be worth a couple million, right?]
[I rember you always talked about wanting a sports car, now you’ve driven one, got a floating car, and even had a house... once Taiping State starts developing, just hit up Perares for a custom house.]
[And... you want to beco the strongest in this city.]
[There’s a little spider in the car, I have a configuration for Si Anweisitan, though not fully complete, it should theoretically be usable, hit up old Wei to try it out.]
[The software issues just wait for Little Octopus to optimize slowly, these things should definitely repay the debt I owe you!]
[Big Mac, Little Octopus, you two just stay here and wait for my return.]
Little Octopus appeared on V’s shoulder, looking lancholic—
Lille ultimately chose to leave Little Octopus with all its data in this world, as he might be gone for a long ti.
Besides Little Octopus, Big Mac also stayed in this world.
The two AIs disconnected from the other world and Lille, and they don’t know what this signifies...
[But don’t get too playful, you two are the sa: If the corporation finds out you’re still in Night City, they’ll surely go nuts, so if you’re bored, go help Adkaduo with the border business.]
[Have you been to xico? It’s actually quite nice there.]
[Finally, has your fa spread far and wide now?]
[This job’s done.]
"Sigh."
Jack sighed, looking at the dazed V, cursing Lille in his heart:
What’s there to wrap up.
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