Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1237 - 402: What a Virtuous Father and Filial Son

Because of the low prices and generous portions, the workers from Taiping Continent were happy to support the business of Kowloon Ice Room, and as usual, the shop was full of customers.Aside from eating and drinking, the workers naturally engaged in chatter, and as semi-employees of Horizon Corporation, the war in Cuba was always a hot topic among them.

Especially after the Europeans entered the fray, they found it incredible that the Horizon Mercenaries could still hold the line against the Celestial Soldiers, but they were too busy with work to catch the live broadcasts from that side.

As for the recent turmoil in Night City, it gradually faded from people’s attention under the guidance of certain opinions.

A burly man stumbled into the shop, waving a newspaper and exclaiming,

"Big news! Big news! The Europeans just dropped a nuclear bomb on Cuba! The exact casualties are still unclear."

Miki, who was serving dishes, was shocked, and the tray in her hand fell to the ground, food scattering everywhere.

But nobody cared about such a small mishap anymore.

A nuclear bomb!

How many people would that kill?

The customers in the shop were suddenly agitated.

Especially for the people of Night City, nuclear bombs were not good memories.

A drinker slammed the table fiercely and said angrily,

"These Europeans are beasts! They resort to such things when they can’t win!"

An old man mumbled,

"They even used a Moon cannon back in the day to bombard my hometown in Colorado."

"They must have been scared by the mercenaries!"

"But what do we do next? The company won’t surrender, will it?"

"Maybe, it’s a nuke after all... who knows if those Europeans will keep throwing them?"

People’s spirits began to drop, and unlike the so-called drug bans of New America which were mere invasions, the Horizon Corporation was genuinely conducting a drug cleanup this time.

Now, you could hardly see the drug addicts peddling drugs throughout Night City, even addictive painkillers in pharmacies were ordered to be restricted. Everyone noticed the effects of ERO’s affordable medical treatments for company employees and their families.

They never wanted to return to the days of enduring pain with painkillers, with drug addicts everywhere.

The work done by the workers’ committee and live streaming software made the workers understand the significance of eradicating this drug nest in Cuba for everyone, so even for the sake of their lives, they unconditionally supported this war.

A burly worker stood up, raising his fist,

"If the mercenaries can’t hold out, I’ll enlist! I’ll go fight those Europeans!"

His statement was met not with ridicule but with agreement from many.

"Right! Those Europeans want to keep selling drugs to my son, I won’t agree no matter what!"

"Drive those Europeans out of Cuba, what the Celestial Soldiers can do, we can do too!"

"I was once in the Sixth Street Gang, who’s afraid of who!"

For a moment, the shop was filled with angry voices, and no one was drinking, all eager to fight the Europeans right then and there.

Only Miki was silently cleaning up the debris on the floor, not saying a word.

Until the shadows of two people walked into the shop from the entrance; they stopped in front of the counter, neither ordering food nor speaking.

Miki sensed something, looked up, and saw two familiar young faces, one in Night City police uniform, the other dressed as a mechanized knight.

Her mind was filled with discussions about the nuclear bomb and she trembled as she asked,

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, probably won’t be back for a while, during this time the shop is in your care."

"Miki, after we leave, do keep an eye on Ling Mei and make sure she studies hard."

Miki bit her lip, wanting to ask if they could not go, but she knew if they didn’t, they wouldn’t be recognized as heroes by the citizens of Night City.

They would never refuse help because of someone’s race, status, or profession. What they were fighting against was the injustice of this world.

"I... I will, I’ll watch over the shop until you return."

In the first-floor bar of the Horizon Office,

Nina and Nia were busy preparing a farewell party for the players. In their chocolate and vanilla maid outfits, they were nearly collapsing from exhaustion, sweat pouring down like rain.

When they finally returned to the kitchen, listening to the outside, Nia wiped her sweat and said reluctantly,

"Once this is over, we may not see them for a while."

Nina stood in front of the air-conditioner, grumbling,

"Hmph, it’s great they’re leaving; once they’re gone, I can slack off. No more wearing these weird outfits and cat ears."

She reached up to touch her mechanical cat ears, feeling embarrassed at the thought of them on her head.

Nia replied with a playful smile,

"You’re just being stubborn, if someone doesn’t come back, I bet you’d cry."

"Annoying, I’m not talking to you anymore."

After muttering softly, Nina couldn’t help but take out a small mirror, checking herself in it, her mechanical cat ears twitching slightly.

Is this really cute?

In the bar hall, a group of players raised their glasses, toasting together amidst the surprised gazes of other customers, they cheered,

"To the front line! To fight the Europeans! Hahaha!"

"Anglo-French Allied Army, hahaha."

"Two factions aren’t enough, when I play Command & Conquer it’s with seven! Now we need at least eight, right?"

In their laughter, there was no trace of fear, only the excitement of joining the battle.

"Are you going to Cuba too?"

Clark looked surprised at Steamed Bun who was packing up tools.

"Of course."

Steamed Bun was packing his toolbox to the brim, looking as if it was only natural,

"Just in time to check out the Europeans’ stuff over there."