Chapter 441 Moral Logic Trap (2) (Supplement)

The best weapons often have great records. It can even be said that the most famous weapons are not necessarily the most powerful weapons.

And a person who has the desire to create and tries to make the best weapon, no matter what aspect he thinks about, there is no reason to miss such a competition——

Especially when the competition may also be connected to its other missions.

Car companies compete in racing, prosthetic manufacturers compete in unrestricted sports, and gun manufacturers compete in shooting competitions.

An extreme and brutal race, showcasing all the capabilities of vehicles and weapons, linking life and speed, an unprecedented competition.

Right in Night City.

Starting from the Bad Land, the contestants choose a starting point and enter the city through dozens of highways. They pass through the Santo Domingo Coronado Farm with only low buildings all the way and merge into the city highway leading to the scenic area. The northern area of Taipingzhou, bypassing Company Square from Heywood, passing through Westbrook, entering the Kabuki District from the bridge, and finally arriving at Watson District

The end point is on the river bank outside the Afterlife Nightclub, just in sight of the Company Square.

Visit all major urban areas, all gangs' main control points and headquarters, ensuring that all Night City residents can see it.

"Extreme metal. Are you crazy?!"

Jefferson's expression changed drastically as soon as he opened the chip!

This is not racing, this is urban warfare!

These routes are designed to be both free and cruel. Each area does not limit detailed routes, but it is inevitable to be crowded on a crowded avenue when going to the next area——

There are no restrictions on armament, which means heavy machine guns, rocket launchers, full-body prosthetics, explosives, armed vehicles and even armored vehicles can appear!

These adrenaline-fueled thugs race through Night City.

How many people will die and how many buildings will be damaged?

How much economic loss will it cause?

Even street boys like Jack and V were shocked when they saw Leal's thoughts——

I've seen crazy people, but I've never seen people taking the initiative to fight.

But Lille thinks this is the best solution.

The emergence of the Brain Devil Gang proves one thing: power does not like a vacuum.

When the Night City government ignores ordinary people, no matter what, they will be induced and ruled by people who are stronger than the bottom, but weaker than the company and the Night City City Hall.

Yesterday it was Jotaro Shobo, now it's the Brain Demon Gang, who will it be tomorrow?

It’s time to figure out what tomorrow will look like.

"Yes, a lot of people are going to die - but believe me, if people knew where and when the shootout was happening, they would be hiding in their homes and not being killed by bullets flying from nowhere.

If you knew that your classmates were going to school to kill people today, would you still go to school? "

Many people die every year in Night City due to the proliferation of armed forces. Most people suddenly find rockets and bullets breaking into their lives in their daily lives.

It can be said that even without this incident, they would have been living in a war zone, but they didn't know when the place they were in would become a firefighting site.

If a battlefield is designated and a time is designated, then those who insist on appearing here can only be soldiers.

Warriors are born to keep their heads in their belts.

As for the associated economic losses.

"According to my understanding." Leal paused, "The most indispensable thing in Night City is liquidity. This plan can also reduce the number of dead people. I mean ordinary people."

"You don't think that as soon as the NCPD issues an announcement, everyone will just hide at home, right?"

"So I have some friends who are probably more persuasive than the NCPD."

Jefferson was stunned.

When others said this, he thought it was fart, but when Lille said it, it was different——

The "NCPD" Six Street Gang of Santo Domingo was grassroots by them;

Heywood's Valentino was carried by them to pass others;

The Night Walkers in the Badlands were so beaten that they didn't even dare to enter the city, and Adecado was their good brother;

The Tiger Claw Gang was also grassroots;

Even the Whirlpool Gang in Watson District was obedient. During this period, I heard them promoting special Burger King software.

The mobsters in the city have adopted the trend of owning an armed Mackinaw, and the NCPD also purchased the Mackinaw as a modified police car carrying Centaur mechas.

Not that Lille has some persuasive friends.

But he himself is very convincing.

It was just Jefferson's field of vision. When he thought about it, he suddenly discovered

This crazy idea actually makes sense in theory.

Moreover, the route planned by Lille happens to bypass the Company Square, the Civic Center and Taiping Prefecture. If you think about it carefully, it turns out to be a very moderate route.

As long as the scale is established, the company will definitely be very happy to sponsor some equipment to display the products.

Once a company sponsors, its technical capabilities are guaranteed, and the gang can also receive material support. Once it has money and makes its debut, it can recruit new people.

Gangs that are developing quietly in secret have to think about it: if they miss this competition, where will they recruit people?

This not only seduces Muramasa into participating in the competition, but also forces him to consider the pros and cons. If the gang it supports cannot get up, how to resolve the European contract will be far away.

Europeans might as well just choose a local gang to sponsor.

As for the dead contestants.

Just as Leal said, a very recognized idea suddenly came to Jefferson's head:

They were meant to die.

Workers should work, farmers should farm, and students should study

If you want to fight, you have to be prepared to die.

There's only one problem.

"If you lose-"

“If I lose, it’s counterproductive, yeah, it’s that simple and straightforward.

We no longer need to spend time investigating those tunnels, investigating the thoughts of circulating AI, and investigating the dark corners of Night City. There are small-scale gangs like the Brain Demon Gang and the Slaughterhouse that have been secretly accumulating power——

When we win, everything will be business as usual. "

The Brain Devil Gang has developed into a very difficult opponent, and its success this time depends entirely on accidents:

According to what was read from Joestar's mother's broken memories, the whole thing was an accident.

The stall owner’s unusual reaction was that she saw her son and showed him a way;

Why did she ask you to enter the urn when she was obviously unable to resist Lear? It was also because she didn't think that much at all——

She just wanted to see her son and give him the best she could get.

The Brain Demon Gang just made a mistake that was beyond their imagination: they chose the woman with the strongest willpower, who could withstand the most skill chip data flows, and became a mature host. She was the only one who supported her in doing all this. I want to give my son something good, to save him, to get him back.

It happened that her son was not dead yet, and she saw him.

There is no doubt that for the Brain Demon Gang, their host is guilty of cyberpsychosis.

But what about the guys in other dark corners?

Not so many coincidences.

Lear looked into Jefferson's eyes and said word for word: "Compared to endless, random battles, we used an honest battle to defeat them openly.

Tell those who are unable to fight, unwilling to fight, and afraid to fight, who is the winner and what they should do.

Soldiers are born to keep their heads in their belts, civilians

If you don't have the guts, just hide at home. This is already a mercy. "

Jefferson didn't have a headache.

Instead, he felt a strong urge to endorse Lille.

Yes, everyone should do what they want.

It's really strange. Although he wanted to recognize Lille last time, his head hurt terribly.

He just had some concerns that needed to be addressed and thought about.

"I'll think about it."

Jefferson nodded slightly.

Just when Lear thought that was the end of the day, Jefferson suddenly said: "But this collapse. This is an illusion. What are you covering up?"

After speaking, his eyes lit up slightly, as if he wanted Lear to hear on purpose, and he did not hide that he was communicating.

"Come back, madam." After saying that, he looked at Lear, "Since we are partners, let me let you go this time and never do it next time, Mr. Burger King."

Leal watched in silence as Jefferson turned around and walked towards the float vehicle——

Then he suddenly said: "Mr. Peralez, you were born in an ordinary family in Heywood. It's really admirable that you got out of that shithole by studying.

It should be very difficult for you to study for me. What I am trying to cover up is to prevent such a person from being eaten alive by the Night City and then thrown into the garbage dump. "

Peralez was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his headache came again. He frowned slightly and looked at Lille: "Do you think I am a bad person?"

"It's hard to say." Lille looked at him and said, "I'm just explaining it to you - as a partner."

"If you are saving people, you"

Halfway through speaking, my head started to hurt.

What kind of person do I need to study for?

What was eaten alive and then thrown into the garbage.

Jefferson's headache suddenly became more intense. He looked at Lear's prosthetic eyes sternly, got in the car, and closed the door.

Watching the float car take off, V suddenly asked curiously: "What were you doing with him just now?"

"It's okay, I just can't stand people pretending to be cool in front of me."

[Recipient: Brick]

[Lille: Is everything normal? 】

[Brick: Huh? Pretty normal? 】