Master of Kaidan
Chapter 320: The Setting is to Nitpick on Words

Chapter 320: Chapter 320: The Setting is to Nitpick on Words

"Yeah, you heard that right, everyone. The gang running this area is called the ’Undead Gang’. They say the boss can use a ’Ghost Curse’ to kill their enemies... ha, what a joke! In 2077, people still believe in ghosts!"

Feng Xue casually tossed two Moxigans against the wall, chatting with the viewers in the livestream while heading in the direction pointed out by the thug.

In this world, or at least in Isgray City, every district has its more or less No Man’s Lands.

Although they’re called that, they aren’t truly lawless. Essentially, these areas could be considered private zones with "autonomous" rights; in simple terms, they’re somewhat like private lands in Columbia.

In short, this is an "extension" of the concept that "private property is inviolable". By purchasing several floors and streets nearby and then remodeling them, these areas are legally recognized as "private residences".

That means entering these areas equates to relinquishing the rights of a "law-abiding citizen" and becoming an "invader".

So, in these zones, other than the territory’s owner and explicitly permitted bodyguards and guests, it’s acceptable to commit acts such as murder or being murdered (like in Columbia, where shooting someone who enters your room without permission is allowed), using controlled weapons (the difference between shooting in a range and on the streets), unlicensed businesses, and so on.

Obviously, not just anyone can pull this off. If you don’t have enough power and rely merely on owning a few properties, not to mention whether you can afford a team of lawyers to navigate the legal complexities, the ’invaders’ will probably rob you clean first.

As for the purpose of these areas existing? It’s naturally all about making money!

All the money-making dealings are written in the legal codes. By circumventing the law, the opportunities to make money are endless, but since the homeowner can’t directly interact with the invaders, the managers of No Man’s Lands must also be invaders, meaning the local gangs.

This practice initially started to avoid legal issues, but as time went on and capital noticed these places, this operational model became a norm. Nowadays, understanding No Man’s Lands has become common sense in this world.

As for whether Feng Xue pushing the gang running the place would annoy the homeowners, firstly, according to the practices in this world, homeowners don’t interfere with the conflicts among invaders because no matter who wins, they don’t lose profit.

Moreover, Feng Xue is currently livestreaming. As long as the viewership and revenue are high enough, media companies will naturally help him handle any pressure from the homeowners.

After all, those involved in No Man’s Lands might belong to the upper class, but compared to the big bosses who set the rules, they’re still far off the mark.

...

[Sss—It’s actually a Titan Series 7, isn’t that current military equipment? This No Man’s Land is way more exciting than the Firewolf’s banishment!]

[Isn’t it? That host at the tea shop’s entrance was a Sponge Bionic! Wasn’t their production already banned?]

[Damn, is that the legendary Ultimate Entertainment Bionic Person that once you use, you can’t live without for life?]

[Hey hey, I think I saw something extremely bad. Isn’t No Man’s Land just about underground boxing and shootouts?]

[I told you guys the Firewolf’s livestream was fake. No Man’s Land isn’t that bland! This is the real No Man’s Land!]

[You dare talk about my bro Firewolf!]

"Streamer sure isn’t afraid of death!"

...

As Feng Xue walked past the various shops, the messages in the livestream room increased rapidly. Coupled with the occasional round of tips from her own alternate account, the number of online viewers had already surpassed ten million.

Of course, the majority of those were probably fake fans, but according to the information Feng Xue got online, two or three hundred thousand of them were probably genuine.

It must be said people in the cyber world knew how to really spend money. Even without entering the shops, just glancing at the doors, Feng Xue felt her worldview had been assaulted.

"This entertainment is still too soon for me," Feng Xue shook her head as she shifted her gaze away from a neuro-linked teahouse’s front door demo video, finally arriving at her intended destination.

A bar that didn’t look very tall, with blue-purple neon signs hanging at the entrance, named "Soul Tremor."

At the entrance, a two-meter-tall burly man, whose appearance reminded one of a street fighter, saw Feng Xue approaching. Hands on his hips, he spoke when Feng Xue was still about ten meters away from the door,

"Today our boss has reserved the place, go drink somewhere else!"

"Uh, you’re so polite, I almost feel bad for hitting you." Feng Xue was startled by the burly man’s words, her reply carried a dazed, playful tone, eliciting laughter from the livestream viewers.

"Are you here to cause trouble?" the burly man finally seemed to realize something, eyeing the stone pedestal Feng Xue was holding in her arms, the several dark nozzles on his shoulders suddenly emitted a burst of steam.

This wasn’t to say his artificial body was steam-powered; in fact, these were just a specifically installed intimidation plugin designed to make you feel more like a boss when you want to hit someone.

"Yeah, I’m livestreaming fighting through No Man’s Land today, call out everyone you can," Feng Xue’s tone was plain but tinged with naivety, instantly causing excitement in the livestream, but the burly man was clearly enraged by this carefree provocation. His electromagnetic muscle bundles began to operate, and his entire body quickly swelled up.

"If you’re here looking to get killed, then I’ll oblige!"

"That’s a Constantine V-12 Power System Prosthesis, outputting close to two tons!"

Comments from a knowledgeable viewer were drowned out by others who were eager for more excitement. Feng Xue, however, showed no intention of meeting the challenge head-on, instead gripping the pedestal of the stone piece and rolling it toward the burly man in a bowling ball manner.

As the foam material stone rolled forward, the burly man who had been in Feng Xue’s face suddenly stiffened.

Even with his level of modification, the stone would at most cause some deformation to his armor, but in that moment, whether his own will or the auxiliary computing program loaded in his brain, both simultaneously made a wrong command.

As there was a clattering noise, the stone still kept rolling forward. However, to Feng Xue’s surprise, the electronic door that should have blocked the stone’s path ignored its person-recognition software and automatically swung open.

"Damn! Can this thing even influence machines?"

Feng Xue revisited the stone’s remarks and realized it read, "’No ’one’ dares stand in its path!"

Right, not "no one"!