My Cyber Psychosis is Task Prompt-Chapter 456 - 286: Simulation Management Gamer

["I’m really fed up, John, you have a restaurant with rising popularity, sitting on resources both black and white in this crime-ridden city, yet you do nothing!"]

Kenichi Sora accused.

John was exasperated, picking up the post-meal coffee on the table and taking a small sip.

"We’ve talked about this, it’s meaningless."

["Fuck meaningless! You’re just a dumbass going with the flow."]

Sora’s emotions flared.

["You can’t let the restaurant slip through your fingers, it’s a business worth nurturing; you can develop it, expand, and make a name for yourself!"]

"Really?"

John looked up, gesturing towards the TV.

The restaurant was getting busier, and the topics of discussion were all converging on last night’s citywide sensational event.

Some marveled at Raphael’s handiwork.

Others praised the mercenaries’ efficiency.

"I thought I was famous enough."

John’s smile disappeared quickly.

"As soon as I die in the streets, someone will come to snatch away the management rights. If Maya and Gerry aren’t smart enough, they’ll also be caught in this..."

["I’ll make sure you stay alive!"]

"Really, how? Are you willing to muster the courage to discuss the specifics of that life-saving surgery with me now?"

John took on a serious tone.

"Raphael said you’re deceiving me. Just because I’m too lazy to ask doesn’t mean I’m a fool."

[...]

Kenichi Sora fell silent.

"You’re not really plotting against me, are you?"

["No."]

It spoke again.

John shook his head with a wry smile.

"It’s complicated, right? You’re afraid that if it gets clarified, we won’t get along."

["Yes."]

"Alright, there isn’t much time left anyway."

John wasn’t expecting an answer, bringing up the topic just to put an end to a meaningless discussion.

He flipped his wrist.

Under his skin was a dimly glowing countdown to life.

Only three days left.

More than a day was sold to Sora.

As the end of the gamble approached, anxiety was inevitable.

John also feared the AI was deceiving him.

He didn’t want to ask, nor dare to ask.

Silence fell in the restaurant’s second-floor corner until Gerry walked up with excitement.

"BOSS, I’ve been meaning to discuss this with you for a while now. Didn’t expect you were considering it more thoroughly than I did. Maya said to wait, but I just can’t help it... You disappear once you get busy."

"Hang on, what are you talking about?"

John raised a hand to stop him.

Gerry looked confused.

"Wasn’t it you who sent me the email?"

His prosthetic eye flickered as he forwarded an anonymous email to John on the spot.

Inside was a restaurant planning document.

The content was extremely detailed.

It even modeled the restaurant’s layout, each area clearly segmented.

John immediately knew who was behind this.

Sora switched hands to persuade the restaurant owner.

He wanted to refuse discussion but saw Gerry enthusiastically open two bottles of cold beer and put up a "temporarily closed" sign at the second-floor stairwell.

Gerry was the actual operator of the restaurant.

He was full of enthusiasm, pouring his heart into it, seeking resonance with the owner at this moment—such were his few happy moments in Eden City.

John finally calmed down and skimmed through the email content.

First was changing the restaurant layout.

This would require closing for renovations.

When John took over the shop hastily, the startup capital was barely enough; he launched the business by making do with what was already there.

Supermarkets and restaurants differ.

Changing the layout and planning functional zones could lay a foundation for subsequent development and upgrades.

The restaurant’s floor plan was dissected.

The front door needed replacing.

There were several spacious and grand styles to choose from.

A circular drink bar needed to be added.

Sora designed some of the "most unique in Eden City" circular wine cabinets utilizing the central load-bearing column.

The bar was the reception area.

The plan suggested hiring a bartender.

Gerry’s exchanges could only satisfy part of the customers’ tastes. For development, hiring a bartender with flashy cocktail skills, appropriate communication, and the ability to cater to anyone is necessary.

The space upstairs and downstairs had to be utilized.

The messy tables and chairs had to be removed and partitioned according to the principle of regional segregation.

Seats of different numbers and capacities.

Private rooms were to be added on the second floor, offering more privacy.

John quickly scrolled down.

The previous bar, tables, private rooms all had corresponding upgrade plans, even furniture suppliers’ contact information.

This was definitely gathered from the black market by Sora!

"... Also, the kitchen, I agree, that deep fryer is obstructive, and the ceiling too..."

Gerry was talking animatedly.

John nodded along, continuing to read.

The kitchen area was also replanned:

Storage, processing, heating/cooking, dine-in and drive-thru output, dishwashing, and recycling zones...

These also came with upgrade plans and budget tables.

"Holy crap."

Even though John knew nothing about management, he realized the value of this guide in his hands.

It was almost handholding teaching.

And it wasn’t theoretical.

The document contained detailed data calculations made based on the restaurant’s current time flow, customer composition, and business conditions.

Some data were only known to Gerry and John.

No wonder Gerry thought the plan was sent by the boss.

Sora’s future planning was detailed.

It didn’t let John slack.

["Your advantage doesn’t lie in cooking skills, but in channels!"]

He was the boss and a mercenary, responsible for handling the supply chain and special goods resources.

Fresh meat came from Radiant Dust Farm.

Alcohol can’t just be dealt with vending machines, right?

Alcohol regulation in Eden City is strict, but there must be countless supply channels in the black market.

From homemade special blends from Eastern Europe to the mysterious plant extract brews of South America, scarce resources unavailable elsewhere must be chosen to make a name!

Hiring a professional chef is necessary as well.

Radiant Dust Farm was expanding new stores within the city.

If someone replicated the menu, the uniqueness of the shop would be weakened, so hiring innovative spirit chefs is essential to combine collected resources and ingredients to develop a one-of-a-kind [VIP Menu].

Sora even thought of a membership system.

Customers of different Levels enjoy special dishes of varying tiers, with upgrade conditions possibly being fee amounts or restaurant contributions.

For example, dealing with unruly customers, providing exclusive information, solving current troubles, assisting other VIPs, etc...

Kenichi Sora was paving the career road for John.

It wasn’t just a restaurant but also an illegal trading place, and possibly a mercenary mission release point!

It intended to do intermediary business.

Employee management was also crucial.

The numbers needed for expansion and corresponding salaries were clearly stated based on the restaurant’s development.

Employees were categorized into two types. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Professionals responsible for daily operations.

Force types responsible for security.

Sora suggested finding trustworthy veterans or down-and-out mercenaries desperately needing opportunities, using resources based on their loyalty.

For example, upgrading Prosthetic Bodies, equipping weapons.

Besides delivery vehicles, some external combat vehicles could be added.

To accommodate these, once the restaurant operated normally and accumulated sufficient funds, connections with local tyrants and the municipal government should be established to take over the adjacent public parking lot as a [Garage] and [Restaurant Expansion Area].

John finished reading, closed his eyes, alleviating the sore swelling deep in his pupils, and couldn’t help but chuckle.

Kenichi Sora was waiting for his attitude, and seeing John laugh, it immediately shouted in his mind.

["I’m a professional at any game, and business simulation is no different!"]

John laughed even more noticeably, nodding in agreement.

Gerry and Sora were both happy, resonating with each other through John.

Yet John was reminded of another thing:

Sora’s detailed plan indicated it was very confident in its survival.

That was a subtle spoiler.