Players Invade Cyberpunk

The players were enthusiastic but wouldn't insist when they realized that Tutu and Water Moon Cave Heaven were not available for chatting right now. The two exchanged a glance and quickly ran to their seats with cheerful smiles, raising their right hands to shout.

"Nina! I want a glass of iced beer."

"Me too."

"Co...coming up."

Nina, whose name was called, spun around anxiously amidst the players, while a cowardly warrior made space for her. She hurriedly ran to the bar and poured the drinks for the two.

With a clinking sound, she almost broke a beer glass, and when Nina finally brought the drinks to the two with panting breaths, the large beer glass was four-fifths foam, with only a thin yellow layer of beer at the bottom.

If it were any other bar, the patrons would have jumped up to make a scene.

Nina realized her mistake at work and hurriedly grabbed a pitcher of beer from the bar, stationed herself in front of Tutu and Water Moon's table, and seriously watched the beer glass. She poured a little each time the foam settled.

The players found her flustered yet earnest working manner extremely amusing and began to imitate her.

"Nia, I want a glass of sugar water."

"Please wait a moment, customer."

"Nina, I want a glass of iced water!"

"Ri...right away."

"Nina, you should add, 'Please enjoy, customer.'

"Pl...please enjoy, customer."

"You should bow when you speak."

Thunk!

It was the sound of Nina's head hitting the table hard, accompanied by a groan of pain.

"Ouch..."

"Nina, could you add a little love to my beer like the maids in the maid cafes? Like Miss Return to Innocence, sparkling bright."

"Huh????"

...

In the third-floor office, Lucy sat at the corner of the desk, watching the surveillance on the computer screen.

"It seems to be working well, your people quite like these two young ladies, they're integrating nicely too."

"As long as they're pretty, they'll like them."

An excellent design and persona can make players spend a lot of money. Nobody hates a pretty girl, just in the few minutes Lin Miao watched, players were spending a lot of money buying drinks from the two maids, spending at least over a thousand, until they drank themselves bloated to a stop.

Of course, they weren't just spending money blindly; every time they bought drinks, they asked the maids to tell them some stories, ranging from their backgrounds to street anecdotes, and even gang news from their deceased Sixth Street Gang father.

Although not guaranteed to be true, for the players, it was a valuable source of reference.

However, Lin Miao's focus wasn't on these; it was more about the upcoming business.

After completing transactions with the Sixth Street Gang, during this period, they had numerous skirmishes with the Valentino Gang, and as a result, deployed all 14 exoskeletons they acquired to the frontline.

Before this, although two exoskeletons were previously used in combat, the Valentino Gang didn't pay much attention to these weird metal suits, mocking Sixth Street Gang for cobbling together something foolish, and wouldn't they worry about turning into cyber psycho?

Every time they paid a small price to defeat the exoskeleton wearers, those highly agile cyborgs often outflanked the exoskeleton wearers, stabbing them through armor gaps with long knives.

But with the sudden increase in these suits, the military organization of the Sixth Street Gang quickly found new strategies that paired well with these new suits.

To some extent, similar to what the players chose, they divided the exoskeletons into seven groups. Whenever they launched attacks on Valentino Gang's bases or seized street control, they would drive the suits to the site, with four or five militia steadily advancing around two exoskeletons, covering each other, greatly reducing the chances of exoskeleton wearers being ambushed and killed.

Furthermore, even if the wearer was seriously injured or killed, others could quickly unlock the exoskeleton fasteners, replace the wearer, and continue fighting.

The pressure on the Valentino Gang's frontlines suddenly increased significantly as a result.

The defense of these exoskeletons was too unfair in street brawls; everyone used to gear up with lightweight subdermal armor that blocked small-caliber bullets, yet a rifle shot would still kill, even if someone replaced their bones with a titanium skeleton, their flesh and internal organs could be easily damaged.

But these hefty chunks with shields and machine guns pushing onto the streets were like little battle tanks, reducing all guns' threat to a minimum. After all, even for a top-notch sniper, his bullet can't turn a 180-degree curve to hit the person behind the shield, and you can't appear everywhere on the battlefield.

The only threats to these exoskeletons were grenades and rocket launchers, weapons with more significant destructive power; even projectile launchers seem a bit off.

Valentino Gang initially thought to imitate others, having their enforcers with modified mechanical arms shoulder similar metal shield setups, but it didn't improve the situation.

Because you lose a highly augmented powerful enforcer, whereas I can equip this thing on anyone to fight you, even just swapping personnel benefits the Sixth Street Gang.

It could be said the previously stalemated situation is gradually tilting towards the Sixth Street Gang. Their control area is advancing beyond the Arroyo Valley area, heading towards Haywood's Scenic Area.

These reports were precisely what William Burn disclosed to Lin Miao, apologizing for the previous offensive moves from his colleague Koster, and brought another batch of new orders.

However, Lin Miao decided not to keep selling to the Sixth Street Gang.

The intentions of selling arms are not about who wins but about ongoing continuous warfare to make money.

Therefore, he specifically sought out the old captain for the Haywood middleman, Sebastian Yebra's contact information.

Lucy was dissatisfied with Lin Miao's casual response.

"Pretty? Is the clothes pretty or the people pretty?"

Lucy sat on the table with her small feet wrapped in black stockings dangling lightly in mid-air.

At that moment, she extended a foot and used her toes to prop Lin Miao's chin, shifting his gaze from the documents in his hand to her.

Lucy was wearing the same maid outfit as Nina and the others downstairs.

When Lin Miao brought the clothes to her, Lucy gave a cold sneer.

Haha

Men.

Lin Miao also unceremoniously placed his hand on her leg, feeling the smooth, resilient calf through the stockings.

"Of course, they're all pretty."

Why wouldn't Lin Miao know what players like? He used to be a player, so naturally, what he likes, others likely wouldn't reject.

The warm breath from the top of her foot made Lucy's face redden somewhat. But soon, she regretted her reckless provocation.

She even had to complete the maid's duties diligently, wiping the damp table with her skirt while her feet didn't touch the ground.

But it was impossible to stop the source, and no matter how hard she wiped, it never seemed to get dry.