NO00ea: Bunny Girl and Samurai

Jim was clearly on speakerphone, but the voice of "Run away" was not from the speaker on the collar of his clothes, but directly transmitted to his mind through the brain-computer interface.

This obvious warning was very urgent, and it was cut off immediately before the end of the sound. Then, Mrs. Hayashihara's indifferent voice sounded from the speaker.

"Got it, my people are here. Keep an eye on him and don't let him run away."

After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for Jim to answer, as if she didn't want to hear his voice again.

"Mrs. Hayashihara..."

After hearing that voice, Jean Boyer, who was being pointed at his head with a gun, murmured this famous name in the resettlement area, and then said:

"So this is your plan, go to Xiao Huili's mother-"

"Bang!"

Jim is a man of his words. Since he had warned the other party not to challenge his patience with that frivolous name, he pulled the trigger the moment he heard the word "Xiao Huili" uttered.

Everything that followed happened in a flash - the tremor of recoil, the warmth splashing on the face, the sharp pain from the joints, and the sudden feeling of weightlessness...

When Jim was able to realize his current state again, he was firmly pressed on the carpet by the tight and powerful thighs of the bunny girl behind him.

On the other side, Jean Boyer, who was trembling and leaning against the desk to prevent himself from falling, covered his left face and made an unbelievable sound.

"You... this TM lunatic... really shot?!"

Jim's previous shot tore off the left half of his face and a small part of his chin. At this moment, his voice sounded like a mouth full of hot porridge.

"What, do you really think I'm talking nonsense?"

Jim sneered and then planned to give the bastard another shot, but before he could touch the gun again, his hand was immediately held down by a cold hand.

"So, is that girl important to you?"

The bunny girl leaned over to his ear and asked in a sweet and businesslike voice.

Feeling the heavy weight pressing on his back and the smell of violet perfume constantly entering his nose, Jim did not answer the question.

His previous shot was aimed at the opponent's life, but the muzzle of the gun was pushed away by the bunny girl behind him at the critical moment - you know, he did not make any threats or statements before shooting, it was almost a conditioned reflex, but the opponent's reaction speed was faster than his reflex...

Not only that, after pushing the muzzle away, she also subdued him to the ground at a speed that he could not react to at all.

When he worked in the Public Security Bureau in the past, Jim had at least undergone basic biological enhancement. With his physical fitness, in the era before the "Big Impact", breaking some world records was like playing... In order to subdue him so easily, the opponent's nerve reflexes and strength must be at least more than twice as strong as his own.

But looking at the other party's well-proportioned body, it doesn't look like it has undergone any deep physical enhancement, and the body size doesn't look like it can accommodate any high-power implants, unless...

"Are you an adjuster?"

Jim looked at the bunny girl and asked.

Only the adjustment and transformation from the abyss dark web can make such a seemingly delicate body burst out with such powerful power.

But the other party smiled slightly and replied in a sweet voice:

"I am pure natural~"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, Kelly... Get rid of this psychopath for me!"

Jean Boyer on the side covered his half-open mouth that was blown up to prevent himself from speaking, and shouted angrily.

"I'm afraid it's too late, Mr. Jean, the retainers of the Hayashihara family have arrived."

The bunny girl called "Kelly" said, raised the knees that were pressing on Jim's neck, stood up, and stood in front of the office door with a well-behaved face.

An elegant middle-aged woman in black furisode walked into the room like a ghost, and behind her were eight guards with topknots. They all had single-molecule samurai swords produced by "Valkyrie Technology" on their waists, and their left hands were all bright red prosthetics.

Well, I have to face these psychopaths who COS Heian period samurai again...

Jim thought, then he endured the severe pain in his back and climbed up, bowing to the woman in black furisode who walked in - otherwise the samurai would really draw their swords and chop people immediately because they felt that their lord was insulted.

These guys with swords are so-called samurai. Although they sound like they came from the set of a Taiga drama, the order of the third floor of the resettlement area is really maintained by them.

Although the Olympus Order has a suffix like "Order", He actually does not actively build order. In addition to monopolizing all the ways to upgrade and competing for the market of various human gathering points, the gods do not have too many requirements for ruling itself.

As long as the people under the sacred mountain offer sacrifices called "free market", the gods will not care about the social form. Even the tribal chief system can still do business.

In this era where thoughts lead to nothingness but violence is readily available, whoever can provide a stable order will be able to gain the support of the people.

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Even if it is an order taken from centuries ago, even if most of those orders are constructed by modern and contemporary literary works.

The Hayashihara family relied on the organizational structure of the Yakuza and the so-called bushido spirit to lay the foundation for absolute rule on the third floor of the Nord Resettlement Area, an area mainly used to resettle refugees from Kyoto, Japan.

To put it simply, it is to mass-produce chuunibyou through excellent literary and artistic works, so that those guys really think that the samurai spirit is cool, and then use these outstanding talents to build a powerful violent organization.

As for why Chuunibyou is an outstanding talent? That's because paranoid people's mental index will be more stable when they undergo prosthetic body strengthening, biological body strengthening or adjustment and transformation.

Of course, not stabilizing into a normal person, but stabilizing into the mild cyberpsychosis required for social order.

Imagine what a Don Quixote with the courage of Lu Bu could do.

Not only the third floor of the Nord settlement area, which maintains order through bushido, many human gathering places around the world use literary and artistic works or myths and legends to construct social order - needless to say, world religions and their respective variants or subspecies , various ancient paganisms, historical or virtual character worship, era dynasty worship, and even fanatical love based on the virtual Aidolu may be able to construct a complete set of political systems...

Jiang Zhou still remembers his shock when he first saw the virtual idol ranking battle eventually turning into a war record between the two resettlement areas.

Of course, most people are involved innocently, and they are not so fanatical that just because their idol has fewer fans than the other person, they want to kill the other person's fans to even the gap... But for those who really control violence For senior cyberpsychosis adjusters, the opinions of ordinary people are not important.

It can only be said that in this era, if people want to live well, they have to hope that the order builders in the surrounding communities can be a little more anthropomorphic. Or, like Nord Settlement, there was an era of coalition government rule, leaving behind a legacy of basic modern government structures.

After finishing the salute, Jim raised his head and looked at the stern-faced retainer of the Hayashihara family who seemed to be acting on behalf of his family head, as well as the Tsukiyo-tai samurai behind her.

Of course, as of now, this legacy is almost exhausted. Since paranoia can become stronger, then maybe in the future world, except for the Olympian order, the entire world will be ruled by a group of madmen.

"I'm here because of our young lady's affairs."

The retainer of the Linyuan family, who was wearing black sleeves with the family crest embroidered on the cuffs, said in a voice that sounded like he was reading. (End of chapter)