My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 12 012: The background of Haven Corporation

[Mission: Rebellion (Completed)]

[Reward: Bounty (floating)]

John received his payment while driving back to Drum Street.

Eden is a wealthy man.

This amount of money is greater than all of John's income during this period combined.

The appearance of Haven Company is not luxurious, but the combat literacy and prosthetic firearms of all employees are very expensive.

John is also considering taking a job at Haven Company.

Of course, not now.

Eden needs to deal with his sister's funeral, so he can take advantage of this time to improve his strength.

[Shop-Black Engine Restaurant]

The Silver Ride is parked in the parking lot at the back entrance.

There are surveillance cameras here, and you are surrounded by familiar faces from the restaurant.

The doorbell jingled.

Gnaeus himself was clearing the table.

A few customers were having breakfast.

The Black Engine Restaurant serves shortbread and spaghetti with meat sauce. The coffee is ground by a machine and has no taste or quality.

John sat down with relief.

He didn't sleep a wink all day and night.

"Whatever you want, I'm so hungry. I just want to fill my stomach and sleep all day and night."

"Oh, you didn't lose your arms or legs."

Gnaeus joked, pointing to the LCD screen where the morning news was playing on the bar.

Under the lens of the float vehicle.

A fierce gun battle broke out at the entrance of the Haven Company, and in the constantly switching scenes, one could even see the Silver Rider drifting on the elevated structure.

Gnaeus raised his chin at him.

"How did you get in with Eden Waits?"

"Damn it, are you all surfing the Internet every day? Why do I just come back from hell, and it feels like the whole world knows about it."

"Who let you be in the news for two days in a row? It's so exciting. The popular rock singer of the MacDos Gang was kidnapped. Last night, half of the middlemen in Eden City were offering a reward for a Silver Cavalry 577, and you stopped him. Outside my shop.”

"Is Mato so famous?"

"Yes, he is a rock singer. He is very close to the gang. He even changed his original surname. The Makdos Gang wants to take to the streets and improve their status through becoming a famous star. Isn't it interesting?"

"Secretly helping him deal with his competitors?"

"Who knows, but you have tied up someone else's money tree, you are so courageous."

John put down his fork, feeling that he had no energy left to eat.

He suddenly reacted and said:

"Should I leave? Drive away now so that the street gangsters won't cause you trouble. Anyway, you have money in your pocket and can find a place to live."

"Hahaha!"

Gnaeus shook his head with laughter. "You can be accommodated on Oil Drum Street, and you are safe now."

"Will Makdos let me go?"

"It's Eden Waits. He announced to the public last night that he has taken on all the responsibilities in the Nocturne Bar, and you are just a nobody doing the work."

"Aren't they afraid of gangs?"

"It's the gang that's afraid of him."

Gnaeus crossed his arms. "Didn't you understand before you started working?"

John shook his head.

Gnaeus was speechless for a while and explained Eden's background.

He was one of the first batch of retired officers after the Battle of Eden City. He worked as a mercenary in the north in his early years. All other information has been sealed, and even if an intermediary could find it, he would not dare to publicize it.

Gnaeus talked about the background of Eden City.

At present, public security in the city is handled by the police. Anyone who is photographed committing a crime or is exposed afterwards will be issued a wanted notice and recorded on the list, and will also arrange for subsequent arrests.

But they were underfunded, underequipped, and understaffed. All police officers risk their lives every day on duty and do the most thankless job.

Corruption and violent law enforcement are common.

Such an organization may be able to solve fights and drag racing, but it can only turn a blind eye to a large number of crimes. If it encounters the kind of cyberpsychosis with overloaded prosthetics, luxurious weapons, and burned-out chips, it can only Evacuate and evacuate people in place.

Then call in the special operations team.

They are the most powerful fighting force in Eden City, and they only have one mission - to eliminate cyberpsychosis!

Only a madman can fight a madman.

The special operations team is equipped with weapons with overflowing lethality, the most sophisticated prosthetics, and even high-tech in the experimental stage.

If the violence on the streets continues to escalate, until the police can no longer handle it...

The special operations team will descend from the sky on a transport plane and use primitive means to suppress all targets.

"This group of talents is the bottom line for maintaining order in Eden City."

"I've only seen them on police lines and in the news. They have heavy armor, big guns, and uniforms. But the police station in Eden City has been taken over by business. Who is running the special operations team?"

"Management? No, man, they're independent."

"How is it possible? Where does so much good equipment come from? Companies and capital control everything, so there must be financial assistance."

"The Special Operations Force is an independent department. All companies and enterprises in Eden City must pay protection fees, which are equivalent to taxes. Black-hearted capitalists are also happy to use this group of soldiers to obtain first-hand product data."

"Is it two-way cooperation? I see, but all companies will cooperate?"

"Haha, you are too young. A few decades ago, the city of Eden just declared its independence amidst the war. Everything was in turmoil. The streets were full of cyberpsychotics burning, killing, and looting."

Gnaeus poured a glass of wine.

"Theoretically, the entire city was brought down by the Special Operations Team. The original order was based on blood. Until now, they are the bottom line of order. Any enterprise that resists will be rejected by Eden City!"

"What does this have to do with Eden Waits?"

"The Haven Company helps the special operations team collect debts. There are always some ignorant companies trying to evade responsibility. Eden is the one who solves the problem. He comes to kill the unrepentant old scoundrels and then uses goods and real estate to mortgage the bills."

"I see……"

John frowned and sat in front of the bar.

No wonder Eden's team was able to use military equipment. It turned out that there was a huge force behind it.

"They also invited me to work."

"You're doing well, but Haven is not very recruiting, not to mention you don't seem to have any military background."

"My mind is confused, hey..."

John rubbed his head and thought on the bright side - at least he got a car for free, and he didn't have to bear the trouble of kidnapping.

He took a shower in the restaurant and lay in the employee lounge in a daze.

Such a mysterious force as Eden was actually climbed up by himself, and the original source was just a mission that Black Spider dug out in the garbage dump.

But what John can be sure of is that if you follow the prompts now, you will get very good results.

He needs to survive and feed himself.

Everything is getting better now. There are many channels for accepting jobs. You can go to the middleman on Oil Drum Street, or you can go to the Damascus camp. After Eden has finished handling the work at hand, he can also go to the safe haven to apply for a job...

John lay in bed and thought wildly.

My cyberpsychosis is becoming more and more mysterious.

Could it be some kind of special virus?

How to explain the drawings and technical modifications?

What is the limit of black light’s lethality?

……

Everything starts from Tiebang Logistics.

He even has a main mission in his mind.

[Main mission; truth about the accident]

[Description: Find out the inside story of the last work and understand the accident. 】

[Reward: Prosthetic limb [Model-T17]]

Everything takes time to explore.