The Undying Transmigrator

Chapter 19: Wang Fugui

A-874184 stared at the military-grade augmented soldier from Dream Corporation in front of him, and the small pit he had stomped out on the ground.

This wasn’t the first time he had hired the company’s security services, nor the first time dealing with Dream Corporation, but they had never given him such a show of force before.

Was this meant to convey some hidden message, or was their strategy about to change?

Even slight shifts within the Corporation were earth-shattering for individual merchants and small businesses. Although he had already reached the top among ordinary people, compared to these colossal entities that had replaced and surpassed the old nation-states, he was still insignificant.

But instead of wild speculation, communication was a more effective solution.

Since the Corporation’s people didn’t care about appearances, he didn’t adjust his facial augmentation and stepped forward directly, greeting them: “Hello, I’m Wang Fugui.”

Mo Wen looked at the client before him.

From appearance, his face was stiff, movements mechanical, eyes lifeless, like a corpse driven by external force. Most of his emotions had been stripped away by the augmentation, but by probing deeper with his awakened psychic power and sharpened sixth sense, Mo Wen could detect emotions surging like a furnace in his chest.

He was not afraid, despite a person dropping from the sky at a speed that could kill him, and he didn’t retreat a step.

This fearlessness wasn’t ignorance, unaware of the danger of the fall, nor was it confidence born from knowing he wouldn’t get hurt. Instead, it was forged through harsh training and real experience, transforming fear into a pure alert system, using strong willpower to overcome biological instincts.Though his name sounded simple, this was clearly a fierce man.

“Hello, I am Mo Wen, member of the 25th squad, External Operations Department, 16th branch of Dream Corporation.”

A “proper” name was almost a luxury nowadays.

The disintegration of the nation concept, loss of old culture, impact of emerging ideologies… Although people could still name and rename themselves freely, those who lost hope and connection to the past, those indifferent to names, and those pursuing higher efficiency and clarity no longer gave themselves or others such names.

Judging by the name, Wang Fugui sensed this person was special.

Then, what was so special?

Countless thoughts flowed through his mental circuits, breaking one question into many. Based on this person’s augmentations, speech, and demeanor, he answered them one by one.

The answer was that knowing too much was not good.

Wang Fugui nodded. “I understand, Mr. Mo Wen. Before we start, a reminder: damaging public property requires a fine.”

“Since this contested city still has no responsible corporation, if you want to pay less, you can directly log in to the Corporation’s official website, select the relevant interface, upload on-site photos, and confess.”

Only then did Mo Wen remember he was in a civilized society, and immediately paid the fine. “Thanks for the reminder.”

The helicopter slowly descended, and three teammates walked out. Ren Sisi still looked hesitant, torn over who should pay the fine and whether she bore any responsibility.

Dragonblade Ninja, noticing both the client and Mo Wen acted so nonchalantly, immediately checked the Corporation’s website for the fund flow and confirmed Mo Wen had already paid the fine.

But he didn’t plan to mention it. He just enjoyed watching the little girl struggle with this.

Dragonblade Ninja stepped forward. After Mo Wen naturally stepped aside, he immediately assumed the captain’s imposing posture and smiled at the client: “Hello, I’m Dragonblade Ninja, captain of 16-25. Pleasure to meet you, Mr. Wang Fugui.”

“I heard stories about you when I was a child. Famous private entrepreneur, involved in post-war reconstruction, city self-management and development, creating many jobs and driving regional progress.”

“I also saw the recent ‘Gold Miner Competition’ you hosted.”

Wang Fugui interrupted, “That’s all in the past. I already mentioned what I’m going to do next in the briefing. This kind of small talk isn’t necessary.”

Dragonblade Ninja shrugged, “Still, I don’t understand why you want to do this.”

Wang Fugui said coldly, “Because I want to. It’s that simple. You can see it as me completely giving up, or as my token of loyalty to the Corporation. Your only job is to carry out the mission, isn’t it?”

“No.” Dragonblade Ninja shook his head. “Maybe because the things you asked the Corporation to do before were too straightforward, you misunderstood the staff. But in reality, we have always been allowed to handle special cases and are taught to act on our own judgment, not blindly follow orders.”

“Your actions, the colleagues reviewing the mission, and I, temporarily can’t find any issues, but that doesn’t mean you can keep hiding things until the end.”

Wang Fugui remained unmoved. “Then just carry out the mission.”

“You’re here, so it’s time for me to take the stage.”

A manned drone had arrived beside Wang Fugui. He stepped lightly onto it, nodded to Mo Wen and the others in farewell, and immediately flew toward his “battlefield.”

Dragonblade Ninja shook his head. “Well, didn’t get anything out of him. Fine. They won’t cause much trouble for us anyway.”

“Mo Wen, be careful not to act prematurely. Try to restrain rather than kill. Others are free to act as they wish. I trust you.”

After speaking, he wrapped his cloak around himself and vanished.

Phantom dissolved into the environment as if melting away, disappearing without a trace.

Ren Sisi looked at Mo Wen, hesitating, but after he began moving, she reluctantly sat back in the helicopter and connected to the local intercity network via onboard equipment, monitoring the whole scene.

As for Mo Wen, he leaped, soaring 1.2 kilometers, landing steadily atop the event venue, quickly finding a favorable position.

The venue was nest-shaped, similar to a massive stadium capable of holding tens of thousands, though the structure at the center was somewhat different.

Tens of thousands of Outer Ring residents sat in the stands, murmuring about something.

With Mo Wen’s augmented hearing and brainpower, he immediately gathered the ambient sounds, cross-referenced with event information found online, and summarized the key points.

Unlike Xisuo City, fully controlled by Dream Corporation, security in this contested city was relatively poor. In the earliest days, there were even public murders. Later, city self-governance organizations rebuilt various public services. Wang Fugui had initially proposed resolving disputes through sports competitions.

The venue was currently holding contests of manpower “mining,” “smelting,” and “manufacturing.” Various teams of augmented people brought their own equipment and tricks, competing fiercely. Some had to broadcast outdoors, but the audience was highly enthusiastic.

A very small number were spreading ideas like “We are no worse than the Corporation,” “The Corporation occupied our resources, causing us to fall to this state,” and “We must unite to take back everything from the Corporation.”