Middle-tier people live in fear, fighting amongst themselves, worried that one wrong move could zero out their assets or even cost them their lives.
As for the upper-tier, like Huang Ban Sanlang, they consist mostly of cliques or patronages, exercising almost absolute suppression over the lower classes.
Class mobility is completely stagnant, with no fluidity at all, forcing those below to gamble their lives for a shot at recognition.
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Besides viewing the automated assembly line, Pereira, who was invited to visit the factory today, also checked out the plastic degradation area set up by Lin Miao.
To make things clear for them,
Lin Miao prepared seven tons of cleaned Number 3 plastic, divided into seven zones for comparison.
Under the special traps and photolytic enzyme effects, the crushed plastic fragments inside showed obvious signs of self-disintegration.
Each group is spaced out by a day; within just seven days, one ton of plastic will be completely broken down and catalyzed into alkane derivatives, which can either be used as industrial raw materials or fuel without any issue.
Compared to the reasonably understandable steel recycling industry, this never-before-seen environmental field amazed Pereira, although according to Lin Miao himself, this is still an immature technology and each ton of waste recycled leads to losses.
It’s truly commendable that Lin Miao has this intention; Night City needs such conscientious entrepreneurs who consider both the government and the people!
"I wonder where Mr. Lin wants to build the factory?"
"If you need help, I can assist in getting the city government to approve the land."
This guy is really pure to an extreme point.
Lin Miao thinks it’s somewhat ridiculous, not asking for money, and even preparing to proactively help him get approval for land to build the factory.
If he’s not pretending,
such a naive flower growing in the big dye vat of Night City, and reaching such a position, is truly going against the heavens.
Lin Miao had originally prepared two boxes of cash, but now hurriedly signals the workshop manager not to rush to bring it out.
There’s something weird.
"Haha, it’s in the area near Stone Ridge Mountain Town, closer to the garbage mountain, spacious, and not as problematic as inside the city."
Pereira originally wanted to say that outside the city is not safe, with wanderers and gangs robbing, but thinking of those mercenaries who often come to drink at Lin Miao’s bar, and based on his investigation, it seems the wanderers are afraid of him.
Even the Chaotic Blade Association and Trauma Team were driven away, who else would dare to trouble Lin Miao in the Evil Land?
"Stone Ridge Mountain is not in Night City; theoretically, it belongs to public property..."
The biotechnology farm built in the south did not get permission from the Night City Government.
Nor did it get permission from the California government.
As for Stone Ridge Mountain, it’s an unusable desert where neither farming nor road building is worthwhile, who would want it?
Lin Miao chuckled and said: "Even if it’s public property, it’s still Night City’s public property, so government consent is naturally required."
What he said moved even Pereira
What a five-star friendly citizen?
Once he becomes the Night City Mayor, he has to give Lin Miao a Night City’s Top Ten Outstanding Youth Award.
"Mr. Lin, I felt like a kindred spirit when I first met you, I’ll do my best in this matter, just wait for the good news."
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That this all went smoothly, Lin Miao can’t believe it, as if someone is urging Pereira to agree to all Lin Miao’s demands.
Thinking of that pile of cameras in the villa of the other party...
Could this congressman be coerced?
Forced to agree to my requests, who would be so kind?
Do they need to do this?
If Lin Miao were with military technology, upon learning his intention to break away and cooperate with the city government to build the factory,
They should try to upend this deal, forcing Lin Miao to rely solely on them, tying him firmly to their chariot.
Then there’s only one possibility left.
Only they have this motive and capability.
It’s not coercion, but direct brainwashing, modifying Pereira’s cognition just like last time’s dissection of the transformer...
At this point, Lin Miao can’t even plead with Blue Eyes.
He can even imagine the other party standing in a building, smugly spying on him.
Huang Ban’s Counterintelligence Section Three operative
He somewhat hesitantly entered this bar, which has recently risen to fame.
Many rules, no safety locks, no weapons, no drugs, no use of any braindance other than what the bar provides.
Boring to the extreme; if not for the orders from above to come here to gather information, he wouldn’t bother coming.
But some mercenaries who prefer quiet do enjoy having a few drinks here.
It’s safe, after all, and intriguing.
The tall, dangerous wanderer has almost become a unique landscape of the bar; countless mercenaries are captivated by its robust industrial aesthetics.
Even Carter, upon first seeing it, was startled.
"Excuse me, what drink would you like?"
Nia asked, standing in front of this person in Huang Ban uniform
"Uh..." Carter glanced at the menu, randomly picking
"A cup of Laoshan Snake Herb Water, please."
A peculiar name, is it a new type of drink?
Nia really wanted to say something, but since it was his choice, she let it go.
Carter sat at the bar, watching the bartender skillfully handle the mixing bottles before him, with a curious expression, and asked
"Hey, what’s the story behind that big guy, looks pretty impressive, which company’s product is it, I want to take a look."
The bartender was no longer an NPC but someone interested in this trade who practiced a few days, [Not Gui Is Wig]
"You don’t even know this, yet come to our bar for a drink!"
He feigned a shocked look, then, outraged, he slammed the mixing glass onto the table
"Security! Where’s security!? Quickly get this ignorant shadow-blind out!"