Chapter 7: Infiltration_3

So, the Whirlpool Gang that had just been chasing Li Pan like a dog suddenly got slaughtered, with their brains and entrails smeared across the floor, a scene of utter human tragedy.

Alas, in this day and age, money is power, huh...

But Li Pan had to admit that this batch of Whirlpool Gang was different. Usually, they would have scattered like birds and beasts by now, but this time they regrouped quickly, retreating to their vans at the intersection and charging back into the warehouse, "Dada dada! Dada dada! RPG! RPG! Fuck fuck! Sukaburile!" now fighting the ninjas.

Moreover, some of the Whirlpool Gang had their whole bodies enhanced with combat prosthetics. Juiced up, they started howling, "Wah wah wah ahhhh!" like ghosts, flashing their Mantis Blades and leaping onto the third floor with a double jump! Their eyes glowing red as they charged at the ninjas, clashing swords!

And don't get me started, Whirlpool Gang's gear actually had an amazing cost-performance ratio. Those junkyard prosthetic bodies cobbled together, combined with the combat stimulants concocted in their own toilet workshops, didn't even cost a fraction of the fancy stuff, but they at least seemed to hold their own in a fight. Although the side effects were severe—after battling for a few dozen seconds, cyberpsychosis would kick in and they'd start slashing their own guys—without it, enemies could chop them down in less than a minute.

So, the Whirlpool Gang goons in the surveillance were no longer being unilaterally slaughtered by the corporation, but by both corporate killers and cyberpsychotics...

Cough cough, anyway, these days, probably only these genuine cyberpsychotics dare to take on the corporation's custom-made killers head-on. And the 'Invisible Hound' rose to the challenge, slaying his way through and clashing with the Whirlpool Gang's psychos with a blur of blades and bloodshed, moving to and fro as if engaged in a battle of gods.

After all, at this point, stealing 'Monster' or whatever seemed insignificant. He had already revealed his identity for all to see, and the entire Whirlpool Gang raiding party was connected to the local area network under centralized command, meaning that everyone on the scene could potentially have recorded his image, and every living person could be a 'witness.'

Letting any survivor go could lead the Monster Corporation to track him down later.

No one is foolish. If he hadn't succeeded in stealing from the company, that would have been one thing, but if he did steal and they tracked his identity, he'd most likely end up being the scapegoat for someone else's crimes. However, if he failed to complete the mission today, there wouldn't be a chance later. And the fate of a corporate dog who fails to meet performance targets need not be spelled out.

So, to both complete the mission and achieve a perfect stealth outcome, there was only one option.

Eradicate all witnesses.

"Wah ahhh! Kill him! Die, corporate dog! Dada dada! RPG! Boom!!"

While the forces above were engaging in a heated battle, Li Pan found a floor-cleaning robot in a warehouse container below. He steered it to Warehouse No. 7 on the second basement level and used his clearance to gain entry.

In the warehouse storing Monster No. 7, there was a container.

At first glance, it seemed like a shipping container, but with a more trapezoidal cross-section, apparently made of some military-grade alloy. Strangely, this alloy container was wrapped with black ropes and plastered with many yellow talismans, showing rust spots all over it.

This might sound odd, but the container's appearance made Li Pan think of an old movie from before he traveled through time, where they kept zombies in coffins.

Could there really be a zombie inside?

But what use is a zombie nowadays? How many RPG rounds could it withstand?