The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician-Chapter 600 - 306

Liu Tingruo was exceptionally tall, yet Fish Mother was only slightly shorter, with her golden hair and distinctive Caucasian features—her face was angular and exquisitely delicate.

Matched with her naturally ditsy persona, her presence was devastatingly attractive.

With just her face, she could easily dominate in a talent show, not to mention that Fish Mother’s upper body was equally impressive, even more captivating than Liu Tingruo’s.

"Take it easy, no rush," Liu Tingruo couldn’t help but reach out and rub Fish Mother’s head.

"Hmm?" Fish Mother was bending over and looked up at Liu Tingruo, instinctively nuzzling Liu Tingruo’s hand with her head.

Liu Tingruo’s eyes fell upon the tentacles that belonged to Fish Mother’s lower body.

Without these tentacles, wouldn’t Fish Mother also be considered a stunning beauty?

Although still beautiful, she definitely couldn’t walk into the sunlight.

She had heard from Jiang Shu that Fish Mother was originally human, but she had been transformed into her current form by Black Kler, which was also why Red Kler in the basement dared not meet Fish Mother anymore.

She didn’t want to delve into the reasons anymore, as long as Fish Mother was happy now.

—

"Damn it! Damn it all!" In a basement of the Seks Group, a man shouted angrily.

At this moment, he was without eyes, only having two deep, hollow sockets.

Both prosthetic eyes had popped out of their sockets due to a high-temperature overload warning.

Now, he could only use the camera on his wristwatch connected to his eye sockets to see the world.

Thirteen District, C3 area.

He hadn’t come away empty-handed, at least he had gotten a rough area.

As long as the police station narrowed down the area further, it wouldn’t be a wasted effort.

He reconnected his wristwatch to the internal network of the Seks Group but suddenly, his expression grew extremely ugly.

"Someone has been here!"

Just one look was all it took for him to make that judgment, and the intruder hadn’t even tried to hide their tracks, downloading a massive amount of data in just five minutes and then taking off.

They even left behind an emoji of a panda face with a mocking expression.

He had never seen this type of emoji before, but he could feel the disdain emanating from it now.

"Damn it!" He slammed his fist on the table in frustration.

This time he was done for, he was definitely going to be punished by the higher-ups of the group, because his personal error had led to a loss for the group...

Although, with his gradient level, the group wouldn’t really dispose of him, but other punishments were inevitable.

Thinking of this, his anger boiled over.

"Thirteen District, C3 area," he dialed a number, his voice icy, "I hope you’re worth what I’m paying, the group has suffered a data breach in these fifteen minutes!"

"Um... hm?" The voice on the other end sounded a bit strange, "Is that all? Can’t you be more specific?"

"No! The opponent is a master too, I was outsmarted, and the group was infiltrated," he almost snarled, then abruptly hung up, "My money, not a penny less!"

And on the other end, Police Chief Chris blinked.

He was still in a daze.

Thirteen District, C3 area?

This...

Chris looked at the Simulated Light Screen showing the live broadcast that he had been watching.

The fourth knife...

The chairman caught it, huh.

Unlike the previous three throws, before throwing the fourth knife, the Smiling Face had expressed that continuing the game this way wasn’t exciting, and he wanted the police to join in on the fun, so he claimed he would go easy.

That throw was slow, and the chairman easily caught it.

Immediately afterward, the chairman asked Smiling Face for their location, and the reply he got was this.

They were in the C3 area of Thirteen District.

Three minutes earlier, Chris had already sent people to search the C3 area.

Which meant...

Police Chief Chris still couldn’t believe it.

He had given up so much for what—information he already had?

"..."

For a moment, he felt like he couldn’t catch his breath.

He felt targeted.

Why on Earth?!

—

Fifteen minutes earlier.

After the third round.

"You didn’t catch it again, you lost again." Smiley shrugged with an air of boredom, "You didn’t even bother to tentatively reach out to block it."

"Enough talk, just ask," the Chairman interrupted Smiley.

After those three knives, he had vaguely grasped some tricks.

If Smiley didn’t know magic, then the secret of his Flying Knife might not be in his hands.

The Chairman was well aware that his focus had been misled before; he always concentrated on Smiley’s hands, trying to predict the trajectory of his Flying Knife from the direction of Smiley’s swings.

But...

It all failed.

Just by watching Smiley’s hands, he couldn’t discern anything.

The more he focused his Prosthetic Eye on Jiang Shu’s hands, the less he saw.

The closer he got, the less he saw.

The Chairman had come to realize this deeply.

At this critical life-or-death moment, his mind became even clearer.

"Let me think..." Smiley appeared ponderous then suddenly, as if thinking of something interesting, he asked aloud, "How much is your personal wealth? Answer directly."

"Twenty to thirty billion, I’m not exactly sure," the Chairman responded quickly. In his view, these were trivial matters, so he spoke without any burden.

The button in Smiley’s hand lit up green, and he chuckled, "That’s quite a fortune indeed."

"So what?" The Chairman seemed not to have noticed the mocking tone in Smiley’s words, or perhaps he didn’t care at all. He spoke breathlessly, "This is the money I’ve earned through half a lifetime of effort."

"Half a lifetime of speculation and manipulation?" Smiley retorted sarcastically, "Perhaps... it’s these external possessions that give you a sense of superiority over others?"

"So what if it does?" The Chairman seemed rather unrestrained, having almost figured out Smiley’s personality, "This city has always been survival of the fittest. If I can stand in this position, it means I have the capability, I can step on them... and besides, they are quite happy to be stepped on, aren’t they?"

Just this level of talk wouldn’t make Smiley kill him out of emotional agitation, as it just wasn’t in Smiley’s style.

"That’s right, you definitely have capability," Smiley chuckled again, "Being hung from a streetlight is also because of your capability, no one else to blame."

"Hung from a streetlight? What are you talking about?" The Chairman didn’t understand Smiley’s words, but he glanced at the camera, having already made his plans.

At this point, his public image had collapsed, so he had no desire to maintain it.

If he could leave here, he certainly wouldn’t be working at the Sages Group anymore.

His past life might be gone forever, but his personal wealth was enough to allow him to live comfortably.

Losing the Character Card, becoming a Wanderer, getting a complete makeover, and settling in a wealthy district in another major area to live a peaceful life as a rich man.

Such a life wouldn’t be too bad.

Assuming he could leave here.

"Let’s start, the next knife... I will catch it," the Chairman spoke slowly.

At the same time, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he turned to look at the wheel to his left.

"This way, it might be too boring, this knife, consider it a gift," Smiley seemed to know his thoughts.

This guy...

Is very clever.

Jiang Shu slightly furrowed his brow, seeing the Chairman’s posture he knew that continuing to "deceive" him with the old method, the Chairman might discover the secret of the Flying Knife and the wheel.

But still, you don’t understand.

The initiative is in my hands, so you only have one chance to win, and you are wasting it right now.

Jointly, Jiang Shu threw a Flying Knife.

It plunged straight into the Chairman’s right hand.

"Ah ah ah ah—"

Screams resounded throughout the room.