I give the world destruction and rebirth

The constant attacks, as well as the deaths of two leaders of major powers within three days, made everyone in the world realize that something big was going to happen. Even the lower-class residents living in homeless homes were looking for a more stable place. 'New home'.

This phenomenon has become somewhat calmer when it comes to Night City, the city in the eye of the storm.

When Tang Ji appeared in the Demonstration City, rushed into the New W Palace and killed the respected federal commander, they drank in the bar and applauded Tang Ji at the same time. This behavior was too 'Tang Ji' and they were used to it. .

On the other hand, when the superhuman armed forces attacked the Elysee Palace, the people of Night City also spent time in the bar. I don’t know when they started to get used to this exciting world structure.

Are there any superhuman weapons? Who hasn’t seen a few of them?

Apart from anything else, everyone in Night City knows that the disappeared Losas organization is the current Walter Group. They planned the two Red Sun Incidents, and they must have done this.

Oh, yes, and the Omaha Massacre

"Night City, Night City! It's your old friend Stan, it's another boring Tuesday, well, I know I said that yesterday, but apparently news out of Omaha proves me wrong, at least in Somewhere in the country, they were having an unusual day.

First of all, let us mourn the victims. I know you are not sincere. After all, who cares about country bumpkins? The only reason we care about this news is of course the legend of Night City, Tangji!

Yes, our superhero, part-time super terrorist, also went to Omaha yesterday after killing our commander. I believe everyone has a lot of videos of him killing superhuman terrorists circulating everywhere.

Today's Dead Man's Lotto will be a little special. After all, compared with yesterday's fiery Omaha Massacre, Night City's petty fights are a bit out of place, so we will use the death toll of the Omaha Massacre. As the lottery number!

That’s it, have a nice night City! "

The above is Night City's response to international current events, calm and playful, with absolutely no empathy.

If there's one thing that's changed on the streets, it's the Valentino Gang.

As the godfather of the Valentino Gang, Machete has been trying to put the entire gang on the right track for the past fifteen years. This is not to say that he wants to clear his name. In this era, anyone who puts down his gun will end up on someone else's dinner plate. food.

Scimitar's dream is to turn the Valentino Gang into the Valentino Group and become a member of the capital, but he does not have this talent. Almost all investments beyond his cognitive scope have suffered losses in recent years. state.

His only two formal profitable transactions were investing in the Bear Gang's chain of gyms and the other in Colinin's stock.

If the latter had not been taken over by the Walter Group, Scimitar would have almost become the first gang leader to bankrupt his gang because of his right behavior.

Therefore, Gusvota, who had just attended one semester of law school, had to drop out, return home to inherit the family business, and officially became the acting leader of the Valentino Gang.

"We need to strengthen our arms, store food, store arms, and if possible, buy a large enough piece of land in the suburbs. We need an area that can be used as an emergency shelter." Gusvota was wearing a suit, meticulous cuffs and a tie. Covering up his tattoos, his semester in law school at least allowed him to escape aesthetically from street style.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Did you learn this in law school?" Scimitar slapped the table in dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, this kind of behavior could no longer scare Gusvota.

"No, I learned a lot in law school, and the most important thing is to look beyond my own class to look at the international situation." Gusvota turned and stood beside the bed, looking at the busy streets outside: "Yesterday, Omaha's The streets were also so calm, and then dozens of trained superhumans took to the streets."

"Are there no street gangs in Omaha?" Gusvota took out a cigar from Machete's cigar box and smelled it: "Of course there are, but they don't even have a chance to speak out. Times have changed, sir."

"A few months ago, Tangji alone could keep all the prominent gang leaders in Night City awake at night. Whether we can see the sun the next day alive depends more on his mood." Gusvota. He lit his cigar and sat across from the scimitar: "Now, if he is unhappy, the general, the commander-in-chief of the federation, can only pray that he has hidden it deep enough. This is the era of superhuman beings."

Scimitar was silent. Gusvota was right. In the past two months, the number of casualties caused by superhumans has exceeded that of street wars, becoming the biggest cause of death and injury among gang members.

Lizzie's Bar, where superhumans were in charge, asked the Tiger Claw Gang to cede territory to pay compensation. Another emerging gang, dominated by superhumans, even ate up most of the territory left by the Dead Gang. It also had several conflicts with the Militia Gang, occupying Upside.

The small-scale transhuman criminal gangs that commit crimes completely ignore the street order. In their eyes, gang strongholds are more suitable places to make money than banks.

"The war is about to break out." Gusvota suddenly said: "The war between humans and superhumans, my classmates and teachers all say so."

"I know that they also plan to build a rich man's paradise in space." Scimitar also lit a cigar: "You have learned a lot."

"We need to make our voice heard." Gusvota continued: "I plan to sponsor Mayor Luther's campaign. A general leader who supports us will make it a lot easier for us."

"Now you are the leader, the boys below all listen to you, you have the final say." The scimitar clasped the cigar box, stopping Gusvota's plan to take another one: "Anyone who disobeys me Just tell me and I’ll send them to see Tang Ji.”

Gusvota hugged Scimitar and turned to leave his office.

"The top priority is to restore order in the city of Omaha and rescue the injured. Many of the injured have persisted in the ruins all night. They need help, help from the federal government." Luther stood behind the press conference stage and said, Tan: "The families of the victims need comfort, and we need to make a strong response to prevent more attacks from happening."

"I want to tell those attackers that your atrocities will not scare us! Instead, they authorized me and gave us the truly terrifying right to retaliate!" Luther pointed at the camera with a cold face: "I firmly believe that the Federation We are still a great country and we will face all this with due diligence!"

Luther's tough speech greatly increased his support across the federation, especially at this special moment. He was the first to stand up and hold a press conference after the death of the federal leader. Candidate.

"Well said, Mr. Luther, I believe you will be a great leader." Mikkelsen applauded vigorously in the background, acting like an ordinary supporter.

"Thanks to your people for taking over my security work." The red-haired Luther looked to be no more than forty years old, with a resolute face and majestic features.

If you carefully compare his video footage from previous years, you will find that his entire appearance has been fine-tuned, and every wrinkle is the result of careful carving to give him a strong political attitude.

This appearance is obviously more in line with Luther's current candidacy concept. For this reason, he specially wore a black suit, a dark blue shirt, and a gray and white striped tie to minimize the cynicism brought about by his red hair.

"More than that, Mr. Luther, I have always provided the best service." Mikkelsen whispered to Luther: "Tonight, I will introduce you to someone who can truly protect your safety. I believe I'll surprise you."

"I'm looking forward to it, Mikkelsen." Luther didn't like this kind of pretentious rhetoric, but he rationally accepted the other party's 'goodwill': "Next, I still need to meet with a few supporters, at seven o'clock in the evening Can you do it in a moment?"

"Of course." Mikkelsen winked at Luther. He especially liked to see the other person trying to suppress the little boredom in his heart. He hadn't played with politicians for a long time, and this was a way to revisit old stories. .

Luther followed his plan and met with two supporters, or sponsors. After the death of the current commander-in-chief, the Federation began an emergency election process, and Luther seized this opportunity.

In just four days, his approval rating increased by 17%. His tough speech gained him many supporters. Of course, there were also many people who opposed him.

His opponents used the two Red Sun incidents in Night City to attack him. It is clear that as a mayor, Luther was not as tough as he claimed to be in front of the Lotus organization.

Tang Ji is another attack point, but because of Tang Ji's special nature, those people can only vaguely express that Tang Ji still maintains an open residence in Night City, and there is no corresponding arrest operation.

Of course this is nonsense. They didn't even dare to say Tang Ji's name publicly. They could only refer to him as 'that person', but they asked Luther to sign an arrest warrant?

Luther smiled disdainfully. He was not a fool. Not to mention who had the ability to arrest Tang Ji, Tang Ji was considered a support point for him in public opinion alone. Many people who supported Tang Ji felt that he was the one behind politics. It was an interesting misunderstanding that Tang Ji was sheltered on this level, but Luthor didn't intend to explain it.

What's more, Tang Ji's only current record of imprisonment is in Night City Prison. Although the reason for his imprisonment and his actions in prison are not humane, at least the Night City law enforcement system still maintains the legend that Tang Ji was arrested. level of glory.

If he wasn't worried about being too deliberate and the entire law enforcement agency had been outsourced, Luther would now want to hire Mr. Edward back as the director of the Night City Law Enforcement Bureau.

By then, the crime rate in the entire Night City will probably drop to an all-time low. Who dares not to give Edward face? Who dares to prevent Edward from coming to power?

Terrorist attacks? Street war? If they don't want to encounter more horrific attacks and more intense wars, they'd better keep their tail between their legs.

As a politician with the support of a family business and a billionaire himself, Luther would never treat himself harshly on his standard of living. He even used this as a selling point to show his luxurious lifestyle to his supporters.

So Luther booked the entire hotel as the meeting place for the mysterious guest tonight, partly for safety reasons, and partly to prevent the guest from having any sensitive identity.

After all, Luther has rejected the invitations from the current leader of the Tiger Claw Gang and the leader of the Valentino Gang in the past two days. If it were a year ago, he would naturally have accepted the appointment happily and embarked on the black and white path of Night City. route, but now?

He will soon be in charge of the Federation. What is the benefit of meeting such a person?

This good mood lasted until Luther arrived at the banquet. Under the protection of his bodyguards, he hurriedly walked through the unprotected few meters from the underground parking lot to the elevator and arrived at the banquet hall.

Then, he saw Tang Ji and a woman who looked a little old.

The expressions of surprise, fear, and guilty conscience were all suppressed in an instant, and Luther immediately showed a smile of meeting an old friend with a hint of admiration: "I didn't expect the mysterious guest to be you. I still have the menu now. Is it too late? A hero like you deserves strong drinks!"

But the two people who had started eating in advance obviously did not cooperate with Luther's plan. Mikkelsen pointed to the chair symbolically: "Sit here, get ready. I'm afraid you need to eat something before you can bear the news you heard today. .”

Luther's smile narrowed a bit. To be honest, he didn't want to know any secrets from the special correspondent of the Joint Investigation Office. But just like he refused the goodwill offered by the other party before, he also refused now. Can't meet the other party's request.

"As the person closest to the position of federal commander, there are some things you must know." Mikkelsen's voice echoed in the empty hall: "We are fighting a war between humans and high-dimensional creatures who call themselves players. war."

After Luther heard the first sentence, he lost his appetite and felt like vomiting.

"Tangji doesn't need my introduction. This lady is a prophet." Mikkelsen introduced: "If you watched the previous press conference, you should know something about her, the founder of the Ark Organization."

"Hello, madam." Of course Luther recognized this lady, but she was sitting peacefully with Tang Ji now, which made him a little confused.

"Actually, it was she who convinced me to support you in becoming the Commander-in-Chief of the Federation." Mikkelsen said.

Thank you. Luther glanced at the old woman, but the weird smile on her face made him feel as if he was naked.

"She can see the future, and in one of those futures, you did a pretty good job in this position." Mikkelsen concluded: "We need you to do it again."