Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 250 - 223 Witch’s Mission_2

Chapter 250: Chapter 223 Witch’s Mission_2

Du Qianqian was not opposed to the teamwork model, but she felt that Mizuiro Yoshioka was utterly unqualified. She wanted the whole team to revolve around her, focusing on transforming magic power. She aimed to become the focal point and central character of the entire mission, returning with all the credit. Not only could she get a promotion from Lady Farosa, but she would also find an excuse to get closer to the male protagonist.

"Patience, otherwise there will be a stain on your post-war report," Mizuiro Yoshioka had plenty of ways to deal with the young brat.

"Uh..." Du Qianqian quieted down at the thought of Mizuiro Yoshioka holding the right to review their performance.

"Found it," Mizuiro Yoshioka ended the search, located the truck at the entrance of a small inn. Video data showed it had slipped through the gaps between buildings and driven to a small parking lot behind the inn 20 minutes ago, where the trade was likely to occur.

They boarded the Anonymous, with Mizuiro Yoshioka piloting the black Shuttle Machine through Hui City District. Most areas were safe as they were part of the Katsuragi Gang’s territory. The inn, however, was located at the border between two gang’s territories, in a chaotic zone. She parked the Shuttle Machine in a hidden spot, then led the Witches to approach the inn, collectively activating the cloaking module of their armor, stealthily crossing the vehicle passageway to the parking lot behind the inn.

Here, the truck that supplied the Apple Orchard Nutrient Paste Filling Factory was conspicuously parked in the middle, with a group of people loading it with goods.

What they were loading was...

Burlap sacks!

The human-sized burlap sacks looked almost like people. A gang of Gang members were holding the "hands" and "feet" of the sacks, loading them onto the truck.

Two strong men came out of the back door of the small inn, carrying an unconscious man, stuffed him into a green burlap sack, tied it up tightly, and then placed it in the back of the truck.

Looking around, the carriage was already piled with countless such "burlap sacks."

When the strong men left to go back inside the inn to carry more goods, Mizuiro Yoshioka confirmed there was no one else in the parking lot, deactivated the invisibility to save battery power, and then used the built-in communication channel of the armor to pass a message to the other Witches.

"We will use it to infiltrate the interior," Mizuiro Yoshioka pointed to the carriage.

"Stay with the corpses?" 101 questioned.

"This is not a picnic," Mizuiro Yoshioka said, "one shouldn’t be so picky."

"We’ll kill the driver, and I’ll transform into him to drive in," Du Qianqian said.

"What if someone on the road wants to communicate with you? How much can you explain? Do you know his slang, social relationships, and communication habits?" Mizuiro Yoshioka lowered her voice, "Just follow me. The unloading area is also close to the information office, it’s a feasible plan."

The invisibility field generation device had only about 40 seconds of power left. She quickly took action, leading the Witches into the back of the truck.

...The ingredient was corpses.

Even clad in armor, they could faintly smell the pungent odor of decomposing bodies, and the thought that the Nutrient Paste was made from these materials filled them with unprecedented nausea and fear.

Mizuiro Yoshioka had seen things more perverse than this when she was a mercenary, so she could still bear it. She gave the cleaner space to the others and sat down on a couple of burlap sacks containing corpses. The carriage was long, and the farthest end was pitch black, offering perfect concealment.

The strong men dragged in many more sacks, collecting corpses from who knows where. The "Nutrient Paste ingredients" were piling up, making it easy for them to hide among them.

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"Be careful with these cockroaches, if there’s a crack in the lid, the factory will be crawling with bugs," a man came over, hauling a cart with a giant blue canister on top, with a capacity of at least 500 liters.

"5 tons of recycled restaurant waste," the truck driver tallied, "300 kilos of cockroaches, 1 ton of humans."

It wasn’t that 101 disliked corpses because she was squeamish.

In the cargo hold, there were many dead bodies, which reminded 101 of the scene where Black Fire Innovation created the Children of Phantom Light, with a multitude of failed products floating in the pool of blood, each already bearing the embryo of a Witch. Back then, she was dressed in white, leading 102, walking through the factory that manufactured them as if in a trance, guided by an instructor from the Invisible Imperial Guard.

Now tasting the bloody and chaotic undercurrents once again, 101 felt it was like the old days returning. She had the urge to rush out and kill, but she had a better plan in mind, to wait for the truck to smuggle them into the park for a more efficient clean-up of all filth.

pulled 102 into her arms, adjusting her Armor to enhance the filtration of odors, and personally shielding 102’s vision.

This generation of Witches must hack their way through the blood swamp so the next generation could see the light, 101 believed that was their Mission.

The driver closed the door of the cargo hold, sat in the truck, turned on the radio, and listened leisurely to last night’s replay of Suzukawa Kiyo’s livestream. He drove back to the filling factory, stuck his head out of the window to enter the password at the gate, watched as the barbed wire gates parted, greeted acquaintances from the Gangs with a grin, chatted about recent events, and then drove leisurely to the loading area, parking the rig steadily.

Inside the cargo hold, Mizuiro Yoshioka made several silent gestures in front of them. Although it was pitch black, they could see clearly through the night vision modules on their masks. They rebooted the optical cloaking of their armors, and after confirming safety, 101 teleported the Witches outside of the truck to a clearing in two trips. Then, they all made a beeline for the industrial park’s information security office, which was not far away, and they arrived swiftly.

Upon pushing the door open upstairs, they saw the hacker Toshi Yumoto from the Chainsaw Angel Gang sitting in front of eight intelligent screens, wearing a data analysis helmet, monitoring and managing the status of various areas in real-time.

By now, Toshi Yumoto felt the abnormal readings on the nearby temperature and motion sensors and involuntarily sat up straighter, alert.

"Chainsaw Angel, Sir..." he started a communication with his leader.

Du Qianqian drew a knife, covered the hacker’s mouth with one hand, and slit his throat with the other.

Toshi Yumoto, Toshi Yumoto. Du Qianqian murmured to herself, recalling the information provided by the Katsuragi Gang members. She quickly morphed into the appearance of the hacker, taking his clothes, facial features, and voice.

"What’s up?" the voice of Chainsaw Angel came through.

"Just checking the communication~" Du Qianqian replied using the hacker’s voice, responding through the voice communication system.

Mizuiro Yoshioka took the helmet off the hacker’s head, reset the system, cleared out other plugins, then put it on herself, connecting the cables to her own brain-computer interface.

She began to hack, connecting to the main control panel of the Apple Orchard Nutrient Paste Filling Factory, quickly searching for the area where Chainsaw Angel kidnapped Setsuki, and pinpointing the location of her and Setsuki.

Inside a factory building, "Chainsaw Angel" was torturing poor Setsuki.

As the daughter of the president of Kakuya Media, Setsuki had once been a girl in her flower years, but now she was tied to a chair, trembling.

Chainsaw Angel was communicating with the info office, sensing that today’s Toshi Yumoto was acting a bit strange.

"Come over here," Chainsaw Angel ordered.

"Okay," Du Qianqian stretched lazily, "I’ll be there personally."

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