Chapter 88: Is This Hell!?

"Ouch! That hurts! Doesn't that damn contractor fear being exposed!?"

The cameraman winced as someone used tweezers to remove the shards embedded in his cheeks, unable to fathom why Reno resorted to violence.

"Exactly! We must write an article exposing his violent behavior!" The journalist chimed in, clutching the recorder she had kept hidden in her pocket.

"Don't be naive. That guy isn't like Griffin, the security contractor here. Even the local security department can't kick them out. Do you think your dry words alone can harm them?"

"How is that possible! They're just a small security contractor! As long as the people here understand what kind of person he is..."

"Don't be foolish. At least sixty percent of the city's businessmen have hired his team. Every commission they've taken in the past few months has been completed flawlessly."

If Reno were driven away, the transportation costs of various goods in the city would skyrocket.

Without Reno, the transportation line from this city to the Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing's port would be completely exposed to thugs and mercenaries.

The skyrocketing prices would immediately enrage the city's inhabitants, blaming the one who drove Reno away as the main culprit!

As for why the businessmen weren't targeted, most of the ordinary people in the city depended on them for a living, and they controlled the channels through which various goods were obtained from the outside world.

If they were overthrown, where would their livelihoods come from? Unless they were truly unable to survive, few would be willing to take such action.

On the other side, in the wealthy district, the Griffin branch.

The demonstrators from the Doll Rights Association had surrounded the building where the Griffin branch was located, chanting slogans from time to time.

Meanwhile, the Griffin commander in the command room of the branch was glaring, filled with unvented anger.

He couldn't just shoot those bastards outside, and the employers in the wealthy district had already called him several times, urging him to drive these people away as soon as possible.

But how could he do that!?

At this rate, those people outside would soon break into the Griffin branch! His own safety was at stake! How could he drive away the demonstrators from the Doll Rights Association outside!

While the various parties were pondering their own troubles, Reno quickly shrugged off the previous incident, or rather, he didn't even take it to heart.

With Reno setting an example, the household's T-Dolls naturally wouldn't be too concerned about such troubles.

Although the maturity levels of the T-Dolls varied, in the end, their minds were all generated within the IOP's AI simulation servers. They were all still very young and didn't care much about these messy matters. It was like newly born infants who could only understand simple things such as being thirsty and wants to drink water, being hungry and want to eat, being full and wants to sleep, and so on.

Virtual simulations were ultimately just simulations. Only after living in the form of T-Dolls for a long time would they have richer thoughts and be more flexible in dealing with things.

Take CF05 for example, apart from eating hot pot, her core couldn't seem to hold anything else. It was really difficult to resist CF05's pestering, so the group of T-Dolls in the household relucantly agreed to have a spicy hot pot... Come to think of it, they seemed to have never tasted a spicy hot pot before.

"Don't worry, it's just a little spicy. If it's too spicy, you can lower the pain sensitivity. After all, even if T-Dolls eat spicy food, they won't upset their stomachs."

Seeing the complex expressions on the faces of the T-Dolls, Reno reassured them with a wave of his hand.

However, perhaps Reno's reassurance had the opposite effect. Apart from CF05, the T-Dolls, one by one, broke out in cold sweat.

"What!? What is this!? Its like the description of hell lava in literary works! Are you guys doing some kind of ascetic practice?"

Just as CF05 hummed a tune, happily preparing to introduce the ingredients she had prepared to everyone, a holographic image suddenly appeared from the Dinergates's body crouching next to the Jaeger.

The straw-haired girl, quite peculiarly, appeared before everyone through the holographic communication device she had placed in the Dinergates.

However, as soon as she arrived, she saw the half-meter-wide large pot boiling with a pot of red and shiny 'evil' broth.