Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 152 - 152 133 Arms Dealer_2

152: Chapter 133 Arms Dealer_2 152: Chapter 133 Arms Dealer_2 Every payment made to local businesses now could potentially be converted into missiles targeting Anjiu City later, but that’s a concern for another time.

Xu Yang saw a military green shuttle machine roaring as it landed in front of the store; two transport robots jumped down from the side, entered the shop, lifted a heavy box with their mechanical arms, and shipped it off with high efficiency.

The arms trade is a highly profitable industry, and Xu Yang estimated that this one box alone could earn the arms merchant several hundred thousand, with their business flourishing.

Having increased his control through earlier training with “Net Avatar,” Xu Yang got into an unmanned taxi, hacked its controls, sealed the doors, and activated the taxi’s war mode, with every window being sealed by bulletproof metal.

He tried to open his mind, sinking into different terminals of the surrounding shops, his consciousness detaching from his body like an octopus whose tentacles each captured an online device, the wireless signals crisscrossing the air becoming the neural currents of digital life.

Opposite the arms dealer’s shop was an arcade, and Xu Yang intended to use it to warm up first.

Half of the arcade was filled with virtual booths crowded with people; the other half had arcade machines, with only three users and seven machines unoccupied.

Suddenly, all seven game machines started operating on their own.

The variety of street games was rich, including rhythm button games, dungeon platformers, racing, gunfights, and even a matching game with beautiful women as rewards.

Now all of them began playing automatically, as if a phantom was pressing the keys.

The seven game machines unlocked from standby mode uniformly, surprising the other players and customers.

The owner of the arcade quickly came downstairs to see the screens showing different games being automatically played under the control of some intricate mind.

They pulled out handheld screens, personal smart devices, or cybernetic eye implants to film and began live streaming.

To ride on the trend, they titled it “Cyber Specter Spotted in Arcade,” causing the click rate to surge rapidly, and once again the electronic ghost returned to the city!

For Xu Yang, this was merely a warm-up, a mental exercise.

By adapting to the transformation between “human body” and “digital life,” he could reduce the deterioration of his brain caused by the Net Avatar.

On the other hand, Xu Yang was also hacking into the arms dealer’s backend, feeling as if he was controlling hundreds of puppets at once, the human logical thinking ability ultimately merging with the electronic computer to execute parallel tasks, multitasking to the extreme.

In terms of network security, the arms dealer’s company had also learned many techniques from Black Fire Innovation; their firewall security program was very advanced, making it difficult for ordinary hackers to break through.

Xu Yang would normally have to struggle a bit to crack the security keys, but in “Net Avatar” mode, he was the ultimate controller of multiple terminals, able to call upon other terminals’ back-end computing capabilities, using their information processing and program execution units to aid in decryption, assisting in computations and greatly reducing the time to crack.

Having navigated through the network security programs, Xu Yang’s will withdrew from the terminals in the arcade and settled into the various programs within the arms dealer’s shop.

Order forms, smart furniture backends, cameras, and all security facilities were laid bare, as clear as if they were branches of Xu Yang’s own thoughts.

He used the cameras to observe the situation in the arms dealer’s underground chamber.

The chamber was dimly lit; a woman sat in a chair, feet propped up, wearing a bomb collar and a black lightweight armor, her blonde hair tied back, her face veiled in dark fabric, her features unclear.

The veil seemed to have some optic camouflage functionality.

Behind the veiled woman, a female security officer dressed in Blackfire standard armor stood in the corner, watching the veiled woman’s every move.

The veiled woman appeared utterly unafraid of her own bomb collar.

She walked over to the fridge, pulled out two cans of beer, and sat on the couch with her legs propped up, flipping through the latest issue of “Witch Encyclopedia.” This magazine had a small circulation, mainly recording and publishing information about some powerful witches.

If one wished to stay updated on the condition of the witches within the major corporations of the world, this type of magazine was a must-read.

It seems to be a positioning for a Witch Hunter or a witch assassin.

Xu Yang thought to himself.

Knowing to keep an eye on the information about witches all the time.

Switching the camera’s perspective, Xu Yang could see the veiled woman turning the pages.

The first few pages listed the three most powerful witches in the world today—

The undeniable first was Evanna de Viscosta, jointly cultivated by various giant enterprises across Taixi Continent, with the ability “Archetype Summoning.” She could summon figures from all myths, fairy tales, and stories from ancient to modern times.

Because the summoned entities were the exaggerated beings from the stories, they possessed terrifying strength unmatched by reality; a character she summoned from a humorous four-panel comic could effortlessly rip apart the world.

The second was Delaney, the “Goddess of Peace” from the fighting sequence of Reality Manipulators who were externally hired by Lighthouse Core.

Her magic power was “Existential Collapse,” capable of erasing the existence of anyone, any object, and any “event,” meaning utterly destroying people and objects, or completely reversing something that had happened in reality, making it cease to exist.

The third was Silvia Delacruz from the Crimson Transformation, a Reality Manipulator.

Most of her family members were on the board of directors of their huge enterprise, which was witch-led.

Silvia’s ability was “Multiple Mana Extraction,” allowing her to devour the magic power of all witches in a region within a short period, turning their abilities into her own.

Since all of them were over 140 years old, they were also known as the “Old Witch” generation, the earliest group of Dominator Level witches to rise after the war.

However, witches retain their youthful appearance, so they did not show signs of aging.

Their magic power also made Xu Yang secretly alarmed; they were at the pinnacle among the Reality Manipulators under the company’s banner.

Even Farosa, in their presence, would seem like a little sister; to win, she would have to make complex preparations heavily reliant on the terrain, plan, and external assistance.

These top-tier combat witches were the real backbone for the companies to dominate the world and confront ancient mysteries.

The veiled woman skipped over these mature-looking Old Witches and began to focus on the condition of the Eastern Hemisphere Riot Control Squad, pausing on the page about Pan Ruiyi.

It included photos of Pan Ruiyi in action, looking like a black war machine, unstoppable, with her signature flying kick destroying giant robots, her expression excited and her appearance youthful and beautiful, her body protected by Witch Armor.

The magazine reported that, in terms of physical strength and close combat skills, she was unrivaled, an outstanding fighter within the Riot Control Mobile Unit, a loyal dog of the company, and could be called the world’s number one Close Combat Witch.

After all, her magic power was “Close Combat Specialization,” which enhanced everything related to hand-to-hand combat.

Her only weakness might be in technical power, knowledge, and emotional aspects.

The veiled woman caressed Pan Ruiyi’s cheek on the page, unable to resist taking a bite.

Compared to other witches in the magazine, Pan Ruiyi was indeed the most outstanding in beauty.

This person is somewhat perverted.

Xu Yang thought to himself.

“You’re looking at beauties again, Huang Feng…” The security personnel complained, constantly monitoring the veiled woman’s movements.

Without turning her head, Huang Feng’s lips quivered, as though she was about to utter something terrifying.

Alarmed, the security personnel swiftly pulled out a dark gold spear from within and leapt forward to impale Huang Feng from behind.

“…Let me go!

Pull it out!” Huang Feng shouted as she turned around, but the security personnel kept the spear lodged inside her.

The dark gold spear wasn’t solid; it was like a phantom, sealing off Huang Feng’s magic power.

“You’re not going anywhere, for the safety of us all.” The security personnel clenched her teeth, “You must wear the Restrictor!”