Chapter 1487 - 483: The Best Incubator_3

Chapter 1487: Chapter 483: The Best Incubator_3

Moreover, as part of Tokyo University’s culture, Taoism is often demonized, whereas Esoteric Buddhism rarely sees Europeans and Americans demonizing it, which seems illogical.

Everyone looked at New Dynasty Elegance with surprise, listening to his explanation.

"Back when the Golden Jewel Mami charged into the Demon King’s palace, that reincarnated Demon Monk fled to the United States with many high-ranking lamas. Since then, they’ve taken root in the United States, with their presence visible in Utah and Atlanta. Besides them, many Maoshan left paths and Northeast Five Immortals are also present, though they haven’t fared well, becoming sorcerous religions instead. They didn’t manage to infiltrate the upper echelon like the great monks did."

"You see these prayer flags below? They’re likely their handiwork."

For some reason, when New Dynasty Elegance saw these prayer flags, he thought of the self-sacrificing AI in Night City and the Esoteric Buddhist group it had developed.

This AI genuinely comprehended Buddhist teachings, worthy of being called an enlightened monk. But what about humans?

Damn, can’t bear to look, might as well kill them all.

His mood suddenly turned extremely, extremely bad.

Although reason told New Dynasty Elegance that brainwashing the world wasn’t acceptable, just like killing wouldn’t solve the problem, it’s inherently satisfying!

If he could press a button to instantly kill these cultists below, New Dynasty Elegance would press it without hesitation.

Press it a hundred times!

"By listening to you, it sounds like no one here is good, isn’t that a bit extreme? Also, how do you know these things? We’ve never heard of them before."

Ruzuo was taken aback; after completing the mission, would they really need to kill everyone here? Would a newcomer require a change of approach?

Even he had to say— I think you’re a bit too extreme.

Ruzuo hadn’t gone to Super Earth’s castle; he had only seen a few pictures and written records, which was not the same as witnessing it firsthand.

"These are all in the archives, usually inaccessible to the public without a central introduction letter. I hope you remember what you’re currently thinking."

New Dynasty Elegance squeezed out a sneering smile.

"Don’t change your mind when you see something else down there."

"0.0?"

The hovercar soon stopped in an inconspicuous valley, the agreed rendezvous point.

The other party had parked two cars here, covered with camouflage tarps, but no one was visible around, leaving their whereabouts unknown.

Brother Ni looked around, noticing no movement and no friendly symbols on the minimap either.

"Where are the people? All I see are two cars."

The players didn’t know who the rendezvous person was, but it was likely not a player; otherwise, they would have contacted them by now. It might be some mission NPC.

After more than ten hours in the hovercar, Ruzuo felt as if his backside had phantom pain.

"Could they be answering nature’s call? After all, people do have urgent needs."

Jackal sniffed the air, apparently detecting a scent.

"Seems like someone is here — there’s a fishy smell, like the one I encountered at the Night City food stalls."

"I’m here."

Hearing the voice, the players immediately went on guard with their guns, aiming at the empty space ahead.

Seeing himself exposed, Li De decided not to hide anymore and revealed his form following an optical distortion, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

What do they mean by fishy smell from food stalls? He just delivered smuggled goods for a year.

Li De remembered changing his clothes and taking a shower; perhaps his prosthetic had soaked up the smell?

Seeing the somewhat familiar dark face, Brother Ni was shocked, his mouth wide open.

"How is it you?"

The others stared fixedly at Li De, fingers on triggers, without any intention to relax.

Ruzuo asked Brother Ni.

"Do you know him?"

Brother Ni lowered his gun.

"Yes, look at the minimap and his avatar, he’s a friendly."

After confirming this, everyone finally lowered their guns. Cybercles jokingly addressed the unfamiliar dark-skinned brother.

"So it’s Brother Ni’s friend. You should’ve mentioned it earlier; I nearly couldn’t resist my machine spirit and fired. You know, I work part-time as a cop in Night City, it’s become a habit."

"Screw you."

Brother Ni irritatedly kicked the other.

"Let me introduce you; this is former Federation ace agent Solomon Lid. During the Hanson’s assassination, he helped me and the giants a lot."

Li De didn’t mind Cybercles’ discriminatory remarks. After spending so much time in Night City, he realized players’ thought patterns weren’t understandable by normal humans.

Arguing with them would only excite them more; he then pulled open the camouflage tarp.

"Get in the car first; we’ll talk inside."

Li De had prepared two unassuming SUVs, second-hand ones at that, looking rather worn and dusty. Yet the players weren’t picky; they quickly squeezed into the cars and set off, heading down the road.

Driving toward Atlanta, Li De spoke to the players along the way.

"I’ve disguised your new identities, along with cybernetic masks for disguise beneath each of your seats. Our target this time is no ordinary task; you should’ve received a notification. Without my orders, avoid clashing with anyone."

"Roger that." *N

Li De glanced through the rearview mirror to ensure they understood before relaxing a bit. Lin Miao had chosen the more compliant players, avoiding giving Li De Jianxue and Super Earth, these super thinkers who might already be contemplating blowing up Atlanta.

Yet along the way, they continued to ask questions like curious infants, as if unfamiliar with the United States, resembling a bunch of rural bumpkins newly arrived in town.

"Hey! Why is there a place called Oxford on the map? Isn’t Oxford supposed to be in the United Kingdom?"

"Really! There’s even Athens, Troy, I mean, what if we’ve flown to the wrong place? I checked the map; it says this is the United States."

Li De could only sigh helplessly.

"Ah....."

For the first time, he found the new agents from the Intelligence Bureau so endearing.

The destination was Atlanta, but Atlanta was not merely a city, rather a designation for a larger region.

As the city’s core, Atlanta boasted towering skyscrapers, their black and blue reflective curtain walls making them resemble obelisks embedded in the ground. Hovercars swarmed densely through the narrow corridors between the buildings, busy without pause.

Surrounding the city core were numerous smaller boroughs, disconnected from each other, only linked to the city center by highways as if orbiting satellites protecting a planet.