NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

"With a place like this built in the outer perimeter, the Ark's cops certainly don't need to be a problem~"

As for the underworld, most of those with the right status are also their target customers; those without the right status naturally wouldn't dare to cause trouble.

Besides, this place is originally meant for the wealthy to indulge their desires. If we have to verify identities, who would want to come here?

"But...don't we all have citizen chips implanted?"

Upon hearing the snake's explanation, Helen couldn't help but ask a question, to her surprise, her boss answered her question without even thinking.

"Citizen chips can be disassembled; otherwise, those wealthy people wouldn't have bothered to create aristocratic chips for the sake of a sense of superiority."

You couldn't possibly not know this; you'd understand it if you just thought about it for a moment.

"Emotions are emotions; don't let them cloud your logical thinking, Captain Helen."

The word "captain" in the lieutenant's words was like a mixture of icy water poured over Helen's head, seeping into her very soul.

Looking again at the aggressive eyes beneath the mask, the girl, gradually calming down, took a few deep breaths, and her previously expressive eyes slowly softened, eventually returning to calm.

“…I understand, Chief.”

……

……

The fact that human men don't like Niki is quite unbelievable to people from other universes.

However, the venomous snake offered a plausible explanation for this.

First, the Niki mentioned above specifically refers to the mass-produced Niki.

As Phoenix discovered in Region H, mass-produced Nikis did not have primary sexual characteristics modules when they left the factory. Forcibly installing sexual characteristics modules on mass-produced Nikis constitutes a serious crime.

Secondly, Ark explicitly states that engaging in intimate behavior with Niki is illegal, punishable by verbal warnings or, in serious cases, detention and filing.

Finally, the mass-produced Nikis had very low compatibility with NIMPH and rather limited thinking abilities. To put it bluntly, their bedroom skills were quite boring.

It's not just because of weight that you can't unlock certain poses.

They were just a group of girls who passively accepted orders, and they were no different from wooden blocks in front of the diverse and professional girls.

In conclusion, the liking for mass-producing Niki is an extremely niche criminal hobby.

"As for those of us who aren't mass-produced, just think about how popular those big stars like Warren are."

As long as Niki's identity remains unrevealed, the male citizens of the Ark will ridiculously treat us with the respect due to normal women.

However, even if they are exposed, it won't be a big problem. If they dare to use force, as long as it is reported to the three major companies, the companies will step in to punish these guys.

Because non-mass-produced Nikis have more complete thinking and a greater need for self-identity, if this kind of speechless violation leads to a serious shift in their thinking, it would be an unacceptable loss for the company and the central authorities.

The same goes for those scumbags.

After all, how much does it cost to hire a prostitute? How much does it cost to buy a mass-produced Niki?

The charges, compensation, and subsequent losses incurred from damaging a non-mass-produced Niki are enough to hire a different waitress for ten or twenty years.

As the viper spoke, her beautiful, alluring peach blossom eyes suddenly blinked. For some unknown reason, she instantly transformed into a sour lemon, adding with a hint of envy:

"Honey~ You're so popular with Niki, you've probably been cheating on her with a few guys lately~"

Unfortunately, her response was still someone's cold and hurtful words, as sharp as the Arctic wind.

"Don't misunderstand, we're just business partners, Miss Viper."

"..."

How did Mihara and Anis manage to hook up with this jerk?

Do not understand.

The viper, who prides himself on being as skilled at flirting as any man, simply doesn't understand...

Does she really have to humble herself and beg those two women?

The thought of kneeling on the ground begging Mihara and Anis to teach her how to pick up men made Viper feel numb all the sensory modules in her body go numb.

No, absolutely not! This behavior is even worse than that of a clown!!!

puff--

suddenly!

Just as Viper was quietly imagining his defeat, Helen was suddenly pulled into the arms of her boss.

"Eh?!"

"Don't be nervous, we're almost at the club entrance."

One arm was wrapped around Viper, while the other held Helen's slender waist. At that moment, from a distance, Phoenix, dressed in a suit, really did have the air of a somewhat uncultured mob boss from the outer suburbs.

"Hello, we offer a membership service. Please provide your membership card as proof."

Turning into the alley, the lieutenant, with one woman on each side, walked to the door of a bar-decorated shop, only to be blocked at the door by a burly, bear-like bald bartender.

This is quite different from Viper's personal storyline...

How come the protagonist in the original story could easily enter with a poisonous snake, but I need a membership card here?

Seeing that the other party was refusing entry without a membership card, Phoenix, who was not very patient, was just about to retaliate when the club's doors slowly opened.

"Please come in, distinguished guest."

At the entrance, a man who appeared to be a lobby manager stepped out solicitously, pushed aside the bald bartender, spread his hands towards the door, and said warmly:

"We have been negligent. Our boss invites you in."

Chapter 199 A Bloodstained Rendezvous: Helen and the Viper Out of Control

The probability of an embedded pinhole camera is 98.5%, while the probability of a completely enclosed camera is 100%, as the wiring is buried in the wall and cannot be detected.

[Searching for the surveillance room...]

While listening to Anick's progress report, Phoenix, with Helen's cheeks flushed and Viper in tow, walked into the bar under the guidance of the club manager.

On stage, a mass-produced Niki dressed in revealing and sexy attire is performing a song with a lifeless voice.

Inside the hall, a group of mass-produced Nikis with slightly dazed expressions were enjoying food with the guests.

Since most of the people present were wealthy and powerful niche enthusiasts, and still had some image to maintain, no one did anything outrageous in front of everyone.

Even so, the lieutenant could still sense subtle abnormalities in the two girls beside him.

The viper's smile remained as gentle as ever, but the slight strain on her arm silently told the man how terrible her mood was.

Too many seemingly curious but actually lewd gazes were cast at the girl.

Those indistinct glances didn't seem like they were looking at a person at all; they looked more like they were admiring a beautiful product.

Unlike her aversion to venomous snakes, Helen was more concerned with all the mass-produced Nikis, including the singing Niki.

She could tell that something was wrong with Niki's condition.

It was a feeling of déjà vu; she felt as if she had seen that strange expression before.

Thus, fragmented memories of Helen's life before becoming Niki began to circulate and be pieced together in her mind...

Finally, the noblewoman remembered.

Those girls, Niki, who looked dazed but acted obediently...

Their condition is exactly the same as that of the boys and girls exposed in the scandal of aristocratic keeping of young boys and girls.

"Listen...obedience medicine..."

The moment Helen's lips trembled as she subconsciously uttered the keywords she had extracted from her memory!

The lieutenant and the manager asked the question almost simultaneously.

"what?"

Breathing became heavy and difficult as memories flooded back, the fragmented pieces cruelly stimulating Helen's mind.

She accidentally peeked into a secret, only to be discovered. A killer broke into her mansion to assassinate her, the maid screamed, and a chaotic barrage of gunfire erupted…

The flickering, disordered images were reflected in the noblewoman's mind, tearing at her helpless soul.

"You...you actually fed them obedience drugs! Has Missylis still produced this stuff?!"

Helen's unpredictable and out-of-control questioning completely caught Phoenix off guard, and also abruptly put the previously relaxed atmosphere in the hall to a standstill.

Everyone turned their heads blankly, like unoiled puppets.

The manager, who was all smiles just a second ago, still had a fawning smile on his lips, but his eyes, which were now just slits from smiling, were now icy cold.

However, before this coldness could turn into malice, it was drained of its vitality by a certain man in the blink of an eye.

puff-

A flash of white light, and the dagger left a fatal crimson mark across the club manager's neck.

"Do it!"

Before he could investigate why Helen had suddenly lost control, Phoenix, after slicing open the scum's carotid artery, continued swinging his arm and threw the dagger to the side, embedding the blade between the eyebrows of a lobby security guard.