Infinity, progressing from Arasaka

We can't just wait around!

Too passive.

Is Vera planning to blow up the Night City Tower, which houses military technology, and expel military technology from Night City?

That's probably the fifth corporate war that's about to begin.

Therefore, Vera needs to find another way and switch to a different track.

Why don't you find a school to attend?

In today's world, going to school is definitely a waste of time and effort for mercenaries, those who run through badlands, and those who hang out in places like the Afterlife Bar and Liz Bar. It's completely useless; they might as well sell their asses.

But in the eyes of the true ruling class of this world, the 'Celestial Dragons,' that thing is very important.

It's not a mixed community college, nor is it a secondary college affiliated with a large company; it's a real university.

The kind of university where, upon graduation, you discover that top executives from various companies, government officials, and wealthy individuals are all your classmates or seniors.

For example, many of the candidates for mayor of Night City, the Perales couple, and the White House officials and members of Congress in New America are graduates of the University of Berkeley-Ascaga in New America.

Vera's target, the University of Tokyo, is the cradle of Arasaka's top officials and political figures from countries in the Pacific Rim; Arasaka Yoriyuki is a graduate of this university.

It's been almost two years since she graduated from Night City Arasaka Tower Academy.

Social accumulation is probably sufficient.

I'm so ambitious and eager to improve. Since my internship as a graduate, I've participated in no fewer than a hundred projects, big and small, and made great contributions. I'm not short of money, so I don't have to worry about it becoming a bad debt.

Arakasa, I advise you not to be so ungrateful!

drop!

[Sent]

......

Arakasaka Tokyo Headquarters.

Analysis Department Headquarters.

Vera's application form was prominently displayed on the information interaction interface.

"Vera, the rising star of Night City's security department, the garrison commander, the head of the special assault force, has extensive combat experience, and it is said that she has a good relationship with Adam Hammer."

"The file and resume are fine. She is the only daughter of Fred Russell, the elder of North America. She is beautiful, clean, young, talented, and ambitious to climb to the top of the Arasaka Tower."

"She has a passion for biotechnology research and may have followed in her late parents' footsteps to join the security department? Perhaps, but I suspect she's more interested in climbing the ladder. She has a strong desire for power."

"Based on my deduction, she is unlikely to be a hidden corporate spy, and the chances of her being recruited by Arasaka's hostile forces are almost zero. Scholarship application? She probably doesn't need scholarship funding. Given her past academic ability and grades, being the top student in the 2070 class, the possibility of her having bad debts or unnecessary expenses is extremely low."

"My opinion is approved."

"agree."

"Submit the list to Lord Saburo Arasaka for review."

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Chapter 022 Give Me

Perhaps due to the fatigue of the journey, Vera, who had little interest in her current tasks, lay down all the way to Night City. Following the prompts from the flight attendant AI, her subordinates carefully woke Vera from her nap.

Lying on her back, Vera, who had been zoning out, turned over and sat up when she heard this. Through the porthole, she saw the Night City slowly approaching in the darkness.

This is her home turf.

Night City International Airport is about 15 kilometers from the company square in the city center, a route Vera knew very well.

"The application has been submitted, please wait."

After arriving at the Aragaka Tower by airship, Vera handed over the mission, informed the logistics department to report the wear and tear of various equipment and supplies, and wandered around the office for a while before going home, feeling disheartened.

drop.

"Welcome home, Miss Vera."

Back home, Vera stepped out of the helipad, soothing music playing softly in her ears. As soon as Vera returned to Night City, she received a signal, and a humanoid robot that had been waiting for a long time stepped forward to take Vera's suitcase, bowing respectfully.

Within six months, all of Vera's subscribed home security services had been in place.

Although she often needs to go out on fieldwork, she cannot skimp on home protection measures.

Especially after her status within Arasaka rose significantly.

While the security of the company community is indeed guaranteed, Vera dares not be careless about the protection of her personal family.

Carolley's new series of home security robots is just one part of the equation. They can fight, but they are more focused on basic security and daily life. They can cook, sweep, and even play the piano. In short, Vera found them very comfortable to use, so she bought several.

Vera, using her position as a high-ranking member of the Arasaka Security Bureau, purchased a batch of five Arasaka combat robot squads at an internal discount price.

Vera even had an automated combat mech from Arasaka placed on a helipad in her backyard.

Other defensive measures included ordering intrusion prevention units and home network firewalls from network monitoring companies, ordering AS-1 sentry turrets from Kangtao for installation at several high points in the apartment building, and contacting Rayfield for upgrades and modifications to the airborne vehicles…

They spend money like water.

If it weren't for the Russell family's considerable wealth, and Vera's high salary and bonuses after fieldwork ratings, she really wouldn't be able to afford such extravagant spending.

Phew, the security department is still the best. It's dangerous, but the lucrative fieldwork is quite substantial.

When maintaining public order and stability, it is essential to suppress and eliminate any unstable factors.

For example, the accounts and assets of the most active gangs would naturally be divided up by Vera and her Arasaka soldiers according to unspoken rules.

A portion of the supplies must be handed over to Arasaka, but not all of them. Arasaka still needs those rank-and-file soldiers to risk their lives.

Most importantly, Vera is good at generating revenue, rather than sitting idle and depleting her resources.

[Dangerous Girl, 2074 Business Partner Annual Bonus]

Vera's built-in prosthetic eye flashed with an orange-red light.

The money's here again, isn't it?

Dangerous Girl may be small in size, but that's in comparison to super giants like Arasaka and Military Technology. Their annual profits are astronomical for an individual.

Vera stared at the fluctuating numbers on the Arasaka Bank account, carefully counting the number of units three times, then slowly nodded, feeling even more cheerful.

Da da……

Upon entering, Vera kicked off her office slippers and stepped barefoot onto the soft carpet. She unbuttoned her coat collar, tossed it onto the housekeeping robot, and let her hair, which had been tied up all day, cascade down like a waterfall.

Crash.

Just in time for Vera's return home, a service robot, having prepared the food using regular ingredients ordered from the biotechnology farm, arrives promptly in the living room with a food cart, sets the table, and serves the dishes.

Let’s eat first.

After a hearty meal, feeling full and refreshed, Vera collapsed onto the large white sofa in the living room, letting her body sink into its softness.

She crossed her legs and immediately connected to the home's wide-area television. With her thoughts and data signals synchronized, she automatically tuned to News Channel 54.

"Hello everyone, welcome to this special program on News Channel 54."

"I'm Gillian Jordan, and we're bringing you local news to all the Night City residents who care about their homeland. First up is some unfortunate news from Badlands."

"A humanitarian transport convoy belonging to military technology was subjected to a bloody attack by a group of outlaw vagrants..."

"Tsk."

Seeing Junke's misfortune, Vera couldn't help but smirk.

Perhaps it's due to the environment. Military technology is Arasaka's biggest rival in the arms industry. The underhanded dealings and deceit between the two sides are countless. Having been in Arasaka's camp for so many years, as a high-ranking security official, it would be strange if she had any good feelings towards military technology.

Unless she wants to change jobs.

Soon, Vera put the unfortunate events at the military academy out of her mind. Instead of hoping for others to suffer, she thought about how to climb the ladder.

Multitasking, Vera quickly browsed the local news that had happened during her absence from Night City.

"..."

Perhaps it was the torment of waiting, but as she looked around, Vera fell into thought. Her hands unconsciously went behind her head as she leaned back on the sofa, staring at the high-tech chandelier on the ceiling, speechless for a long time.

While waiting for a reply from the Tokyo headquarters, she should not be going on any more field missions.

Staying in Night City gave her a reason and time to improve her part-time business with the dangerous girl.

If Umbrella continues to iterate its products, the latest models and certain high-end medical technologies that could impact biotechnology will require the use of byproducts from T-virus research as raw materials.

The cyberpunk world obviously doesn't have these raw materials.

Vera wasn't sure she could find the Sun Ladder Flower and extract the Progenitor Virus from the ruins of the Dubaiya tribe in the cyberpunk world.

So--

After so much preparation and adjustment, let's begin.

Vera narrowed her eyes, her previously languid and dreamy gaze now sharp and resolute.

Wow.

She got up, went upstairs to her private bedroom, and then entered the bathroom.

The light is on.

Vera looked at herself in the bathroom mirror.

Wearing a shirt and a loose tie, with delicate features, a high nose bridge, and well-defined lines, the subtle and powerful lines of muscle left by the prosthetic modification, and a slightly upturned mouth, he looked like a high-level corporate dog who could issue orders at any moment.

Vera had no intention of being vain; she simply gazed quietly at herself in the mirror.

“It’s a calling from the depths of my being. I know this will work.”

His originally calm face began to show subtle changes the moment he made up his mind.