Chapter XXXVII
in the boardroom.
Faced with this unexpected request from ZERO, everyone present was incredulous. Although Michiko Arasaka is closer to the new United States, her relationship with military technology is also relatively relaxed. But after all, she is the granddaughter of Saburo Arasaka and a member of the Arasaka family.
"Are you serious? ZEROοΌ Let the people of the Arasaka family get involved, and the main target of this matter is the Arasaka company. β
"Honestly, I don't trust this woman, I don't feel like I can pull her in."
There were a lot of objections to this request, and the main reason was because of her surname Arasaka.
"I know your concerns, but I can assure you that Michiko Arasaka has decided to break away from Saburo Arasaka's control, and she will be our best response."
"Rhetoric is not convincing, ZERO."
"I don't have to prove anything to you right now, and everything will be revealed when we meet in two days' time."
As the phone hung up, the room fell silent again.
"Since ZERO has already said so, let's all wait and see, let's adjourn." Horst got up and straightened his clothes, then left the conference room.
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In the clinic, Alan lay on the bed and gently tried to move his limbs.
"Uh...... Although it is still a little numb, it has little impact, and I have to start preparing for the meeting in two days. β
Alan got up with difficulty, put on his coat and slipped out of the clinic lightly, and after getting into the car, he immediately gave himself a shot of suppressants, and immediately felt refreshed.
"The person you're looking for has news, see you at Zephyr Manor tomorrow morning."
"So efficient? You're kidding me. β
"Believe it or not, if it were me, I'd try my luck even if there was only half a chance."
"Okay then. Listen to you, send me the specific location, and see you tomorrow. β
Alan leaned back in his seat, his fingers tapping on the steering wheel like a typewriter, and muttered to himself.
"It's time to find a stand-in for yourself, who is better?"
"Roman? He had other things to worry about, which wasn't quite appropriate. β
"Let's choose Kate, anyway, I used an electronic synthesized sound at the time, and I can't tell the truth from the fake."
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Early the next morning, at the door of an abandoned hotel in Zephyr Manor, Taipingzhou.
Alan sat on a bench by the side of the road, holding a shabby magazine in his hand, looking at the year it was published about ten years ago, and one of the contents was titled "Accountability Buttermoss" by a man named Little Demon.
That's what she said.
When I imagined what the network looked like before Batmoss, I saw a myriad of potential threats. There are countless opportunities ahead. Of course, the whole system is not stable, the corporate hackers are pulling to one side, and the post-war mobile AI is pulling the other side; Financial markets have plummeted, viruses have become more and more uncontrollable, spiraling, and hackers are scorched in their living rooms from time to time. Batmoss sees the network as a grenade that is about to be pulled out of the safety bolt. So what the hell did he do?
Let it fry, right? Let the world burn to ashes.
Batmoss ruined the system, but at the same time ruined all of us. You see, now, corporations are dominating the world as usual, and the black wall (which was supposed to protect us after the collapse of the network) is just another tool in the arsenal of cyber surveillance to control others...
Before Bartmoss, the web was a primeval jungle, and if you could harness it, you had a chance of survival. Then you are free. After Buttermoss, the Internet is like a security check at an airport, and every step you take, the Internet monitor has to check your documents and check if there is anything hidden in your ass. Oh, of course, it's all for your good...
"Batmos... If I could have been born decades earlier, I would have liked to have a good chat with him. β
Alan looked up at the sky and couldn't help but sigh.
Not far away, there was the roar of a car engine, and a Dramain taxi approached slowly.
The car came to a steady stop in front of Alan.
"Here we are, month. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Alan got up lazily and stretched.
"When you're outside, just call me Losil and don't attract attention." Arasaka Moon lowered her head and whispered, for fear that someone would find out her true identity.
Alan smiled slightly, "Okay, Locill~!" β
"WHERE'S THE ZERO?"
"In the hostel, the room number is 3602. Do you want me to come with you? β
"Hmm..... Forget it, I'll go see him alone, you are on guard around the hotel, and send a signal as soon as there is a situation. Let's evacuate immediately. β
"Why are you so nervous, it's just a person, and it's not a gangster negotiation."
"Who is the leader? Seriously, no. β
"Yes, yes, it's all up to the leader, you can rest assured." Alan said with a slightly perfunctory bend.
Soon Locsil was left alone in the deserted inn, which was in disrepair and no one would come to hang out except for the homeless on weekdays.
The failure of investment in the Taiping Chau project β billions of dollars were wasted. The project originated from the economic recovery in the 60s of the 20th century, and some investors wanted to make money through tourism projects. They have invested heavily in turning this impoverished southern suburb into a thriving tourist destination.
But the joint war of 2069. Southern California eventually sided with the federal government, supporting the new United States and President Rosalyn Myers. Faced with the conflict and invasion in the south, most investors chose to withdraw their funds and abandon Taipingzhou.
Some fled for fear of being prisoners of war, while others became warmongers and made a fortune. Thousands of people have nowhere to go because of this.
Reaching the top of the stairs, Losil gradually stopped, and the thought of seeing this urban legend ZERO was inevitably a little nervous.
Arriving at the door of room 3602, Losil was about to knock, but the door opened by itself, as if he had foreseen it.
"Come in...," a clear electronic synthesized voice came from inside the room.
Seeing this, Locil walked straight into the house, where the legendary ZERO was sitting in front of her, looking her in the eye. Even though he was wearing a black mask, Locil could still feel the feeling of his prey being targeted.
"I heard you want to see me, Arasaka Tsuki." ZERO'S COLD VOICE CAME FROM THE MASK AS HE SAT IN HIS CHAIR.
"Huh!? How do you know...."
"Your little secret is insignificant to me, let's be honest, it's your boss Michiko Arasaka who wants to see me, right?"
"Hmm... You're right, so...."At this moment, Losil felt as if he was transparent, and all his information was in the eyes of the other party.
"Yes, tomorrow I'll be attending a meeting on military technology, and she can be with me, and I hope you can tell her for me."
"Military technology? What does this have to do with them? β
"It's not something you should think about, you just need to be a microphone obediently, and she will understand. Now you can go back and not send. β
"But......" As soon as Losil tried to defend himself, he was ordered to be evicted.
hesitated for a moment; Losil said lightly: "I will convey it to Michiko-sama word for word, please rest assured and take your leave." β
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Outside the hostel.
"Did you meet someone, how were you talking?" Alan asked curiously.
"Well, the meaning has been conveyed, and the rest will be left to Michiko-sama to make a decision, and this time I worked hard for you, Alan."
"It's okay, I can help you."
"I have to go back first, you should pay attention, bye-bye."
Looking at the back of the car that was gradually moving away, the corner of Ailan's mouth smiled slightly.
He came to 3602 alone.
"Well, my stand-in is pretty professional." Kate took off her mask and said with a smile.
"Good work, Kate, good job."
"But will that Michiko be with you to the meeting, she's such a cautious person."
Alan took the black mask in his hand and whispered, "Yes, she will definitely come.... I promise you. β