Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Post-War Summary "I...
"I can...see it?" Tiaoye Caiju blinked uncomfortably, looking at the girl she was truly meeting for the first time. "Is this also part of your plan, Boss?"
The player's more than ten points of health that had not been replenished were all restored!
Read the instructions decisively.
Explain immediately.
"Oh, this kind of legitimate magic contract must be signed when both parties are in perfect health. So..." Looking at the NPC's glowing eyes, the player said something suggestive. "While some believe that imperfections temper one's will, I think this is actually a good thing, isn't it? For you?"
Tiaoye Caiju is not the kind of person who would become self-pitying or even impulsive and irritable after being physically disabled. On the contrary, he has strong self-control and calmness, otherwise he would not have developed a sense of smell and hearing that far exceeds that of ordinary people.
Rather than regaining his sight, the more surprising thing is the girl who made it happen.
"So that's how it is. It's actually a blessing in disguise?" Tiao Ye Caiju sighed. "To force someone to be healthy even if they're not, that's truly a tyrannical force..."
I have really broadened my horizons.
After taking out a small wooden stick and restoring all traces of the fight in the room, the player opened the door - as expected, a group of cadres were standing there, including Captain Black Lizard, who had just walked a short distance away.
The player was confused: Wow, there are so many people.
"Why are there so many people? Are you having a party?" asked the player.
"Well, although Chiyo-chan said so, I think it would be nice to have a party?" Dazai Osamu said with a smile, pulling his friend aside. He was completely different from the person who had hung up the phone without mercy before.
"Ahem, Chief, we're here to report on post-war work." Mori Ogai's face still had a trace of unwiped blood. He stroked Alice's hair beside him, doting on her as if she were his own daughter. "Alice-chan was exhausted this time, and we need to make it up to her."
"Really, Rintaro, I need to eat lots and lots of desserts to justify my efforts!" Alice complained loudly in a delicate voice.
"Mo~ Alice-chan is so cute~!"
"Mr. Ougai, you'd better pay more attention to your image in front of the leader." Ozaki Kouyo held a paper umbrella with a cold expression.
"I agree." Ayatsuji Yukito shook the hand of the doll on his arm.
"Yeah, Mr. Mori should be careful about the impact, lest one day you get reported on the street and taken to the police station, and then you have to pitifully ask your colleagues to bail you out." Rambo commented directly.
"Mr. Momiji, Mr. Xingren, and Mr. Rimbaud..." Mori Ogai's smile froze.
No way! How did he incur such public outrage? Ayatsuji Yukito's words were understandable, but the other two? Hadn't he been like this before? Why had their attitude towards him changed so quickly?
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"Having a party is a good decision." The player who didn't pay attention to the communication between the NPCs was thoughtful. Speaking of desserts, there is still something good in the player's backpack that has not been taken out. That is golden light!
But for now, let's listen to the post-war report.
The player let in a group of people.
Tiao Ye Caiju faced off against all the top leaders of the port mafia in such a charming and graceful manner.
"Who is this?" asked Mori Ogai, who quickly regained control of his expression.
"This is Mr. Caiju, the chrysanthemum-picking gentleman under the eastern fence. After a friendly exchange, he signed an irrevocable magical contract with me. He's a very powerful psychic," the player solemnly announced. "Now he's one of us!"
A magical contract? Or is it irrevocable?
Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows. It seemed to be a very powerful thing. Chiyo-chan always had so many strange little props.
"I'm Tiaoye Caiju, everyone from the Port Mafia, nice to meet you, hello." Tiaoye Caiju bowed gracefully, his eyes narrowed habitually, and there was an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth that made it difficult to tell the depth.
He's a guy to be reckoned with, even though he's still very young.
The moment they saw the boy for the first time, everyone thought subconsciously.
"In that case, Caiju-kun, come and listen too." Even though the two of them had only met half an hour ago, for the player, this was enough time for her to get familiar with him unilaterally.
Tiaoye Caiju accepted the suspicious looks from others without changing her expression.
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"The Kuroda group has all surrendered, and we suffered no casualties."
"The GCC has all surrendered, and we suffered no casualties."
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"Except for the leader and senior officials, all the surviving GSS members have surrendered. The remaining escapees have been pursued. We have 10 casualties and 32 injured."
"The members who remained at the headquarters resisted three waves of attacks, resulting in 6 deaths and 27 injuries."
"Medicine consumption is 85%, weapons consumption is 75%."
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But judging from the numbers, it has to be said that this was a very successful battle around Leibo Street. The Port Mafia almost perfectly eliminated the organizations with the most say in Leibo Street.
At the cost of 16 deaths, they took over most of the GSS's territory and absorbed several small organizations. Not only that, they also posed a huge deterrent to all organizations in Japan's underworld that wanted to get a piece of the pie because of the madness of the former leader of the Port Mafia and the leadership change.
Tiao Ye Caiju thought rationally, even though his old employer was among the surrendered organizations.
Should she be satisfied with this result? Tiaoye Caiju's gaze involuntarily turned to the player, but she suddenly noticed that she was sitting upright, a trace of pain naturally revealed on her face.
Pain? He pondered.
In fact, it is because the noise is very painful - not only are the eyes and ears washed by long paragraphs of text, but even the mind is popped up with information from various systems, and even if they are turned off, it cannot cover up their presence.
But fortunately, those are all good news.
You and your teammates survived the night battle with GCC unscathed, and your title of "Life Saver" has been upgraded.
[Title "Life Saver": 10% bonus to medical skills, special attacks against special groups. (This title can be upgraded)]
[Your subordinates defeated the Kuroda group and dropped a number of random rewards]
[Your subordinates defeated the GSS and dropped some random rewards]
[Your actions have attracted the attention of a certain faction, reputation +100]
Your forces defeated the GSS, GCC, Kuroda Group, and Asaguchi Group, causing great intimidation in the other world.
[Congratulations on your achievement - "The First Step into the Other World"]
Congratulations on winning the title "Incredible Person"
[Title Introduction: The rise of a power is always watched by many. They are all amazed by your excellence and call you 'The Incredible One'. Equipping this title grants +5 to all attributes, but the risk of accidents increases.]
Congratulations on your expansion. The Port Mafia's rank has risen from C- to B.
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The diligent NPC is still reporting the battle damage to the players, but the players are completely calm.
Player: I gained far more than I lost!
"Sure enough, it's easy to make a fortune in war!" The player was silent for a while and sighed. Who would have thought that just by fighting for half a night, the player could make a huge profit of *** million?
The NPC's endless speech stopped because of the player's voice.
"We just talked about how to deal with the members of the hostile organization, right?" The player suddenly thought of the 'captives'.
"Yes, Chief." Mori Ogai tactfully did not mention that he had already proposed two solutions.
Haha, the sadness of a working person is that he has a boss who is very thoughtful.
"Except for the few small organizations that have surrendered, recruit all the other members and have them rebuild the damaged maps first." The player pulled out a few colorful blueprints and handed them over. "First, try the GSS territory closest to the city."
"Let me see. Let's change the name of that plot of land to 'Gourmet Food Street' and build a variety of restaurants and hotels there." Dazai Osamu took the papers first, examined them carefully, and finally spoke confidently, "As expected of you, Chiyo-chan, this is a great idea! This blueprint is quite impressive."
It's just a little bit inferior to his masterpieces.
"Ahem, Yokohama, you and me, the construction depends on everyone. We are all prisoners now, so we can't just keep them around for nothing. We can only find something for them to do."
Players also know that what they draw is very soulful, but there is nothing they can do. Their drawing skills since childhood are such that after seeing a piece of white paper, the first step is to subconsciously draw a sun along the edge in the upper right corner of the paper.
“You can ask those organizations for the investment money.”
It really kills two birds with one stone.
"What about the salary...?" someone asked this question tentatively.
"I'll pay you according to the average salary. I'll give you a one-month trial period!" The player jumped up from his chair and gave himself a salute. "As for the vacation, I'll just take it as normal."
You get a salary, holidays, and you don't have to run around or fight in the hail of bullets. You just need to use your strength.
How could they give such good treatment to members of a hostile organization?
Everyone in the Port Mafia: ...I suddenly feel a little envious of those who are still locked up in the dungeon.
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