Herrscher of Reason's Arknights

"Although there's not much to teach you—after all, many dangerous things that you might hurt yourself if you're not proficient in them aren't suitable for you—I'll just teach you some simple things."

You can call it...

Sacrifice.

P.S.: Third update!!!

Section 62, Chapter Sixty: [A Vicious Conspiracy]

"From now on, you will be Dr. Ina. Please remember this name."

Early morning, safe house.

Looking at the work permit handed to him by Koschke, Sodium Chloride looked at the work photo on it.

She was a woman who looked almost exactly like me, yet there were some differences.

At least in terms of temperament, she is completely different from the icy beauty that is the Herrscher.

In addition, the woman in the photo has blonde hair.

Perhaps the observant Koschke noticed the confusion surrounding sodium chloride and offered an explanation.

"It took me a lot of effort to find a lady in the crowd who looks most like you. You know, this kind of thing takes a lot of people's time."

Kosiché seemed quite proud of how amazing his energy was still being exerted here.

"The resemblance is really striking. Did you have plastic surgery?"

"No, no, no, it really is so similar. This land is so magical. In fact, even I am amazed that it can be so similar."

"Yes, but you'd be perfect if you dyed your hair."

He clapped his hands, and an Ursus woman was standing in the doorway.

"Although the rules of nobility are complicated and have little practical value, there are occasional benefits to luxury. This is the stylist I brought. Ursus nobles pay great attention to their appearance, and she will take care of your hair."

However, sodium chloride did not nod; instead, it looked at Koschche, none of this mattered to her.

The important thing is the deal itself.

“I’ve changed my mind, Kosice.”

His golden eyes were filled with solemnity.

Or rather, hostility that could erupt at any time and cause harm.

Simply put, changing one's mind at the last minute can easily lead to conflict in negotiations, and demonstrating one's strength as the first step to forcefully steer the negotiations forward is also a skill.

However, the risks are also very high.

"Oh? Changed your mind? Wasn't the price I offered enough?"

Kosic was shrewd and calculating, and he was not afraid at all. He would deal with whatever came his way, and instead of giving his opinion, he would let the other party make the offer.

"No, what I mean is... I'm not interested in Chen's affairs anymore."

Kosic was not surprised at all by the girl's words; he simply spoke in a slightly gentle tone.

“In that case, it’s easy to discuss. As a fair transaction, problems can arise if one party doesn’t seek anything in return. Therefore, for nobles, tolerance and generosity are essential qualities.”

But the die is cast. Since you've lost interest in Wei Yanwu's child, consider it a favor. My reputation still holds some value outside.

"But are you sure she won't leak the information?"

He waved his work badge. This kind of conspiracy involving the daughter of a business empire's ruler was just like messing with Arasaka. If it wasn't kept secret, even a god would face inconvenience later.

"Of course, of course. I offered her an offer she couldn't refuse, so she'll naturally keep quiet."

There is no such thing as keeping a secret forever.

Sodium chloride clearly didn't buy it.

"It's a very simple condition: I'll let her child leave the mine. It's that simple."

"As for Dr. Ina, who was originally an intern, I exchanged her child leaving the mine for the condition that she keep the secret forever."

The elegant duke traced a line across his neck with his hand, the meaning of which was self-evident.

That's typical of bandits—offering a vague, empty promise in exchange for the other person's life.

Yes, that's very aristocratic, and very Ursus-like.

However, sodium chloride is also one of these types of people.

Only the dead can keep secrets forever.

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"Boss, there's an extra tail at the back."

How stupid.

Longmen, outer ring area.

A black limousine was driving on the outer ring road.

A penguin is sitting in the back seat of a car, which is enveloped in an atmosphere of luxury.

Separated from the driver's cab, a ring of expensive and comfortable seats surrounds the refrigerated box.

Inside were the car owner's vintage wines, reflecting his refined taste.

The boss is respectfully called "Emperor" by people in the underworld.

His race and background are unknown; no one knows how he made his fortune, but everyone knows.

The emperor has his own record company and his own albums.

However, these were not his main business. The Emperor had extensive connections in Longmen and was quite famous in the underworld.

However, what no one knows is that the Emperor was actually the head of the triad, but because he owned a record company, he preferred his music career to the triad, which is why the Emperor's underworld history is not so well-known.

However, today is a special day.

Even the emperor himself, who didn't pay much attention to the affairs of his own society, set off to go.

Recently, an undercurrent has been churning in the shadows of Longmen.

The previously peaceful environment of the club was suddenly disrupted.

Of course, the so-called stability was just that there were no major changes. Although there were constant internal mergers, the gang was essentially just a group of businessmen.

But now, a group of restless individuals has emerged among these businessmen, who seem eager to seize even greater power.

It's ridiculous. A bunch of gangsters. The reason they haven't been completely eradicated is because where there's light, there's darkness. Longmen has a large and diverse population, plus Wei Yanwu hasn't fully consolidated his position yet and doesn't have time to deal with these local gangsters who are just big shots and small fry.

However, this is not a reason for them to have more ambition. You can't do this job without ambition, but ambition requires brains.

Baring your teeth at a violent machine is simply mindless behavior.

However, this matter cannot be explained simply by someone being brainless; there must be someone behind it all.

These restless fools on stage have no idea that they're just being used as scapegoats.

It is incredibly foolish. A person should have ambition and self-awareness, but many people never learn this in their entire lives.

"Tail?"

That's the gang turning to the dark side, meaning someone is following them.

Dadi is somewhat well-known in the underworld, so it's normal for some people to recognize him.

But this wasn't just passing by; it was pure surveillance.

Not far behind, an inconspicuous white sedan was following at a leisurely pace, but no matter what it did, it couldn't shake them off.

"What a grand spectacle! I never thought I'd be the one being watched."

The penguin opened a bottle of vintage wine.

"Boss, is there anything I can do for you?"

"I asked the subordinate sitting in the passenger seat."

"No, no need, let them come along."

Wearing sunglasses, no one could see the emperor's eyes.

Sunglasses can not only block strong light, but also block other people's view.

The emperor's eyes were gleaming with a cold light.

Being followed at such a particular time is hardly a good omen.

Right now, all the bigwigs in the gangs are busy dealing with the split in local gang power; this is an unprecedentedly busy time.

At that moment, a group of strangers followed him.

Suddenly, through the rearview mirror, he saw several men dressed in long coats in the car behind him, with one hand inside their coats!

"Get down!!!"

P.S.: I'm so sleepy from staying up late writing this.

Section 63, Chapter Sixty-One: [Swire Group]

[Urgent Notice: A gang shootout has occurred on the main road leading from Lungmen City to the outer ring road. The road has been closed to traffic. The Lungmen Guard Bureau is managing traffic. Please be aware of the following:]

The car radio was playing breaking news, and this particular news story was quite interesting.

Gang shootout.

Meanwhile, Kosichrie's hideout in Lungmen is in a safe house belonging to a former mob boss.

Gangsters, interesting.

Although the previous Black Hand gang was incredibly weak, they still left some minor but troublesome issues for Sodium Chloride.

Originally just a bunch of thugs and petty hooligans, they've recently started a business selling human organs, and Sarkaz people have even gotten involved in it.

That's interesting.

Sodium chloride.

No, to be precise, she should now be called Ina. Ina Kopovich Zogeeva.

A psychiatrist from Ursus, who was originally just an intern, quickly gained the qualifications of an attending physician through the connections of Koschke and became quite famous in a non-existent social circle.

They're gaining popularity among the wealthy now, after all, as mentioned earlier, psychiatrists are more like sorcerers with a certain level of conscious awareness, providing a defensive buff to people's minds and checking for signs of intrusion or tampering with their memories.

Such people are extremely rare, and Ina has already been introduced to the Swire Group.

A recommendation from a "reliable" old friend finally opened a connection to the rulers of the Swire Group.

Koschke seemed to take this quite seriously, even though she wasn't particularly interested in sodium chloride.

However, since he has done so, his conspiracy has naturally taken another step closer.

However, sodium chloride did not actually guess what he wanted the information about the Swire Group's daughter for.

Could it just be a kidnapping?

While kidnapping is indeed a heinous act, even heinous acts have different levels of severity.

Someone once said that the most annoying people are kidnappers and robbers, because they have no skill involved at all.

Koschl, a dark being shrouded in malice, immortal for millennia, a living curse.

Was all they plotting just a kidnapping?

Then they want a ransom?

That's so lacking in technical skill.

This guy probably doesn't lack funds for activities, right?