Chapter 977 - 25: Skyrend Project (Part 3) (Double-Length)

"You!"

Judy’s face turned as red as a beetroot, leaving a remark like "I didn’t expect you to be this kind of person, don’t ever think of letting me edit your Super Dream again," and then walked away.

Maekawa, watching the scene with interest, commented, "I thought she was a gutsy chick, who’d rather sell Y for freedom and pull a gun as a cyber psycho, but Burger King was right again."

"Watch your mouth..." Su Xi shot a glance at Maekawa, "Don’t forget, we still have to assist with this plan."

"You’re right, ’Operation Wheel’ is such a catchy name."

Not only the name is catchy, but the content is too: the ultimate goal is a massive medical system capable of supporting the entire city with low-cost healthcare...

How is that possible?

But anyway, it’s definitely better than selling Y. Many sex dolls don’t last long these days, some might die within a year due to various prosthetic or health issues, and their deaths are quite tragic.

It’s certainly better than the so-called "freedom to control one’s body," which is why Su Xi prefers to let the problematic-headed Judy walk away.

"Let’s wait and see."

...

The same feeling also touched the Father’s heart:

As he sat in the Mackinaw business vehicle, locally produced in Night City, on his way back to Haywood Church, he could see the changes in the city.

Streets once filled with kids unwilling to go to school, but he knew, often it wasn’t that families didn’t want their kids to go to school, it was that they couldn’t afford it:

Leaving aside the potential negative influence of society on the children, even parents with the intention to send their kids to school find that the tuition fees are exorbitantly high, and after weighing the pros and cons, only a small number would risk working themselves to death to send their kids to school.

The kids who had nowhere to go would eventually gather in Haywood, where there were basketball courts, peers in similar situations, and "mature adults" to instill them with the "knowledge of society," speaking in an appealing and abstract manner.

The Valentino Gang gathered people under such circumstances, and Father would consciously help some promising young fellows, so that whether they join gangs, enter companies, or go to the NCPD as auxiliary police, wherever they end up, he would consider them Haywood’s kids.

Because, in reality, this place nurtured those kids who had nowhere else to go.

Now the kids and adults have started entering Night City’s free schools, and the teachers there come from a wide range, meaning Haywood’s influence is set to be diminished in the foreseeable future, and there will be no more stories of Haywood kids having both white and black connections.

But...

This might be a good thing.

The Father said to his driver, "I remember you have a kid; let him go to the public school in Night City."

"But we’re in Haywood..."

"We are all people of Night City, and it’s better there, they even provide jobs."

The Father’s task is to assist in advancing education system reform. The Illuminati regularly issues reform directives to the Night City School located in Haywood, introducing intelligent teachers, real-scene teaching, and other advanced educational technologies to improve the education rate and provide technical workers for higher-level industrial production.

Of course, it would also inadvertently improve the overall quality of Night City’s young and next generations.

This project is called the "Wisdom Fire Project."

"Hope it ignites a blazing flame."

...

At the outskirts of Saint Domingo, the sergeant strictly followed orders, though he was still pretty annoyed by outsiders. However, in the plan announced by Lille, the position of Saint Domingo is quite important; a lot of people will find places here.

As for the others...

The Six Street Gang is pretty straightforward; from the start, they just wanted to be community security and collect protection fees, and the arms business was just something they did on the side. Only when Saint Domingo becomes wealthy can they earn more money.

Bam.

The sergeant slammed the car door shut, seeing Saint Domingo workers gathered in front of the Saint Domingo Community Office, he cleared his throat and shouted:

"Folks! I got you jobs!"

The job in Saint Domingo is to continue renovating the city’s interface, upgrading infrastructure networks according to the Illuminati’s requirements, improving the power grid, information network, residential facilities, and logistics efficiency, relocating low-tech consumer goods industries to this area, reducing urban operating costs, and preparing to rebuild the nuclear power plant.

"This is a massive project, and it has a resounding name, called the ’Thousand Machines Project’..."

...

In the Evil Land, many Wanderer Clans camped on the vast wasteland, taking advantage of the rugged terrain, hiding between the crevices to avoid sandstorms.

"Pan’an, we’re family too, we worked together before, can we cut in line for the next batch of supplies, we can..."

"No means no, don’t you know it’s uncouth to cut in line?"

Pan’an firmly refused his "distant relatives," strictly following the sequence of relief supplies distribution.

Jobs in Night City weren’t daily occurrences, and due to independence, resources became increasingly scarce. Anyone willing to provide them with some relief supplies was already a saint.

If they disrupted the rules for the so-called familial ties, they would be no different from beasts.

Although Wanderers wander, they have basic morals, even more stubborn than city dwellers—

Especially for Adkaduo; although trusted by Night City, they were Wanderers and mustn’t mess around or be ungrateful.

The other side obviously understood too, after all, Wanderers allowed to camp near the city had been filtered already.

Don’t forget there’s the Chaotic Blade Association among Wanderers who have no bottom line; they absolutely cannot be let in.

"Sigh...but...well, when will there be another job? More and more people are outside the city, things may go south if it continues."

"How would I know?" Pan’an pointed to the electronic screen behind him, "All the information is up there."

Outside the Evil Land, there are many abandoned towns now occupied by Wanderers. Utilizing free solar and wind power facilities, they restored basic electricity here.

Huge LED panels daily release various information, including remaining resource allocations, distribution order, and available jobs.

It’s just that new projects and positions haven’t appeared in a long time.

As soon as he finished, Pan’an sharp-eyedly saw the Mackinaw Pika belonging to Sol heading towards the camp—

Almost simultaneously, the man in front of him shouted, "Hey...it’s moving! The panel is moving! We have new jobs!"

"What does this mean...Green Vein Project? Soil collection?"

Sol’s large pickup truck cruised around the camp, with the loudspeaker blaring:

"Brothers! We can plant fields now! Call on the clan members who excel at agricultural technology!"

"We are going to have our own home! A beautiful farm, a gently flowing river, a place shielding us from wind and rain without having to wander anymore!"