Players Invade Cyberpunk

So far, they haven't signed any paper or electronic contract with Lin Miao. Within Night City's social rules, at most they're considered as Horizon Corporation's fringe runners, not even labor dispatch; they're just wearing the company's uniform. So even if they commit heinous crimes, nothing would be traceable to them in the explicit legal clauses.

Heh heh.

The players, clueless about their future, widened their eyes in disbelief staring at Gloria. They thought this beauty was a renowned mercenary of this area, and it turns out she's really a doctor as she said in the warehouse?

And this doctor has a series of future hospital missions?

Potato: "Holy, NPC development! Sounds like there's something promising here."

Egyptian Beauty: "Hospital missions? Does that mean doctors are the top-tier profession in the future? After all, it's the United States, and being a healer and the team pet seems pretty normal."

Brother Ni: "This isn't an MMORPG, no matter how awesome a doctor-healer is, they can't immediately restore your health, besides do you understand medicine? BOY, none of us have medical skills yet, and we can't even allocate any points."

"But it seems like we won't enjoy the medical benefits of transformation pods in the city, so high-level doctors are necessary, just don't know when the doctor will get an appointment number."

Seeing the players so enthusiastic about Gloria, Lucy on the side was a bit displeased.

"Ahem..."

Lin Miao immediately understood and shifted the introduction focus to her.

"Lucy, you should already know her. She's also a well-known elite hacker in Night City, familiar with the gray areas of Night City's companies and gangs. You can ask her about anything unclear, and she's also the temporary person in charge here, partially taking over my functions."

Brother Ni asked at this point: "So what do we do here, what's our main task? Is there free time?"

In Evil Land, they could take on tasks like guarding, patrolling, construction, transportation daily, occasionally getting into big fights or using mechanical parts to make weird toys and set off fireworks, the city's contents should be more abundant, right?

"The situation in the city is far more complex than Evil Land, you'll quickly realize this, but similarly, you'll also find opportunities everywhere to earn money desperately."

"The immediate task is to transform this office building into our office, of course, this time it's different from Evil Land. The first floor will be changed from the original office lobby to a bar counter and task hall. When you're free, you can gather here, sing karaoke, dance, but prohibited items like Black Mewtwo, drugs, are not allowed. Similarly, it'll be open to mercenaries friendly to the office, and tasks will be distributed through various channels."

"There's no limit on type or amount, but task acceptance will have level, skill, and profession restrictions. Of course, if those mercenaries are willing, they can also compete with you. The player or team with the highest task completion each month can get an honor medal and a piece of random equipment, the guaranteed value is above 6000 euros."

"At the same time, more prosthetics and equipment choices will be open to you in the future. Of course, when our logistics team develops, you can also have them independently design the equipment you want."

"Remember, the future of the office and this world is in your hands!"

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Lucy and Gloria's expressions turned peculiar.

What kind of company treatment is this?

And isn't your company's business too weird?

Why didn't they hear about basic salary, working hours, benefits, holidays, those things company people care most about?

Accepting tasks and exchanging them for rewards, isn't this what mercenaries do?

And there's no logistics support, all equipment needs to be bought by the employees themselves.

Is this a company, boss, what are you doing?

What company treats its employees this way?

Even Gloria, as a grassroots employee, profits from selling prosthetics herself, but still ought to get paid, right?

Which company lets employees voluntarily work, choose tasks themselves to make money?

Gloria and Lucy completely couldn't understand why a dragonborn savior would take a toilet plumbing task and how anyone dares to order around a demon hunter who can kill them any moment, even wanting to unilaterally break a contract.

Even as an anti-terrorism officer, all equipment has to be bought with their own money, if they die too much, they have to go into battle naked like a knife runner being chased, pitifully picking up scraps everywhere.

Only a fool would take this job.

Oh~~ You are the famous players!

As for salary?

Are you kidding, have you ever seen a role-playing game protagonist who gets a salary?

Isn't it all—equipping a pair of hands, scavenging equipment?

And the players lived up to Lin Miao's expectations, each as excited as anything, almost lifting Lin Miao to throw him again.

The bizarre exchange left Lucy's mouth agape, the whole person looking dumbfounded, unsure of what to say.

Lin Miao gestured for the players to calm down because there was still something he hadn't said.

"Similarly, apart from us, there's a lot of forces in Santo Domingo, big and small gangs, companies, and countless ordinary people living on this land. You'll meet many, see many, but what you actually plan to do, how you're going to do it, the choice is in your hands. Whether you plan to live like a mercenary here, drunken revelry, charging with guns, hoping to one day become a universally respected legend, or stay in the office as an engineer studying mechanical prosthetics, a bartender who likes to tell stories, or even just soak in the bar every day making a couple of dishes, sharing a drink and chatting with friends, it's all your own choice."