Became a CyberPunk Tycoon - Chapter 132



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Episode 132. Collapse (12)

Darkness fell over the city.

People could no longer laugh, and ordinary people had to admit that the brief ‘happy times’ were over.

“Has the culprit been caught?”

Two men were sitting across from each other in a bar.

The man sitting across from him saw the man searching for articles about the incident and opened his mouth slyly.

“No. I think they’re still looking for clues, but I guess they’ll never find one.”

If people had died in an accident, I would have been able to shake off this depression more quickly.

Even if thousands of people die in traffic accidents or gas pipe explosions, that is just ‘bad luck’.

Punish those responsible, establish measures to prevent recurrence, and commemorate the victims. If that were all we needed to do to forget about it, we would have done that.

But the incident was still ongoing.

The victim’s funeral was not held, and the culprit was not caught.

“The police aren’t even in their right mind…….”

“But still, it’s Lisa. I’m sure she’ll find a way.”

“I can only hope it’s not too late.”

Anxiety over the terrorist attacks spread throughout the streets.

Until recently, consumer sentiment was sky-high. Things were booming, and many stores were smiling broadly at the increase in sales.

But now, people were afraid to go out. The streets that were once filled with people had become ghost streets with no one around, and those who owned their own shops could not help but feel even more depressed.

“The police…….”

“What can we do? There are only a limited number of people. I heard they are cramming people into the blackout zone.”

“I’m glad I did something.”

“It’s fortunate that there are results.”

If you focus on one side, there will inevitably be a hole in the other side.

The police, who were just about to expand their territory, had no choice but to withdraw, and the gap was filled by gangs again.

“But… no, Hansanwoo is the same. No matter how strong the terrorist is, how can he let go without even using all those weapons and soldiers?”

He was a more passionate supporter of Hansanwoo than anyone else. So, the friend sitting in front of him had no choice but to accept his criticism with a bitter face.

“Of course they’re strong. I know how strong criminals with implants are. But even so, it’s still…….”

No matter how large the scale of the incident was, the number of people who actually saw the terrorist was far smaller than the countless people in Stella City.

Most people had no choice but to judge the strength of the terrorist based on footage, testimony, or the results of the incident.

So in the end, those people had no choice but to judge the situation based on the ‘common sense’ they had.

“No matter what… he’s just a human. And that’s just one person.”

There was no direct clash between Hansan’s armed forces and the terrorists. If they had, the situation might have been a little different.

The attack happened in an instant, and most of the people who resisted the terrorists were ordinary police officers or security personnel.

There weren’t many who fought him fully prepared, with proper combat implants.

But if you look at the incident through the eyes of an ordinary person, it was ultimately just an incident where Hansan couldn’t stop a single terrorist despite having numerous soldiers, robots, and weapons.

They could not help but feel Hansan’s helplessness.

“If things continue like this… it’ll just go back to how it was before. Mercenaries committing crimes, gangs maintaining order on the streets, and things like that….”

“But he’s still trying to do something. It’s not like the work Hansanwoo has done so far will disappear…….”

“That’s true, though.”

Hansanwoo did not run away. He just got down from the podium and did not do anything cowardly like rushing into a car and running away to Hansan Tower.

But that could only bring emotional sympathy for Hansan, not confidence in their strength.

One emotion took root in people’s minds: Hansan is weak.

The order they advocated was certainly attractive, and their cause was noble, but no one believed they had the power to carry it out.

No one believed in the old tale that justice was strong and would always triumph. At least not among the adults living in Stella City.

That sense of disconnect tormented them even more. Hansan was right, the terrorists were evil, but the helplessness that justice would never prevail.

A shadow fell over the city.

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Emotions are contagious.

People are not as capable of controlling their emotions as they think.

Even people with strict self-control can’t help but laugh when a lot of people are laughing.

Conversely, if everyone around you is crying, the sadness you’ve been trying to suppress may burst out.

It was the moment when I had to open my mouth. I thought I would be fine, but the moment I stood on the stage and looked at the crowd, I felt a strong sense of anxiety.

It’s traumatic. I never thought I’d be shaken by something like this.

I barely managed to control my expression and waited until the people’s sadness subsided. Perhaps, I just didn’t have the courage to open my mouth right now.

“Uh, uh…….”

People were sobbing. The grief that spread like an epidemic dominated their minds.

These are the people who attended the joint funeral. Without exception, they were all people who had lost someone precious.

Some of them even looked at me with eyes mixed with hatred. It wasn’t that I couldn’t understand it.

When a shock that is difficult to handle occurs, people want to remove the cause.

Since the terrorist was nowhere in sight, I was the only one responsible for this incident.

After the atmosphere finally calmed down, I opened my mouth softly.

“We have all suffered greatly.”

It wasn’t hypocrisy. At least at this moment, I was speaking with sincerity.

In fact, there may have been no reason for that. None of the dead were related to me, and their deaths were just numbers to me.

Nevertheless, I couldn’t help but feel sad.

I saw it. The images on the tablet showed their deaths without any filter, and I saw them scream in agony and fall helplessly to the ground.

Their funeral and medical expenses were taken care of by Hansan. As the person in charge, I also had no choice but to hear many stories.

There was a husband who died, leaving his wife and daughter alone. There was also a case where a couple who had promised to marry died on the same day at the same time, and two sets of fathers and mothers attended the funeral together.

An old man who had participated in the war, who wanted to enjoy the glory of Hansan for the last time, participated in the event and died as a civilian, not as a soldier.

Most of the information was in the form of dry text, but that was enough. I could understand them a little and feel sad.

“Those who did not wish for their happy life or the peace of the city moved.”

Hansan is weak. The city’s security system has revealed its weaknesses.

I don’t know if you could call this a ‘weakness’, but the terrorists were far more powerful than what we had at our fingertips.

There is no denying that.

“We will remember this death.”

But that can’t be the reason I should get on my knees.

“These deaths will never be in vain. No one will insult their sacrifice.”

Those who mourn the dead say the words they most wanted to hear.

Death is a casual affair in Stella City. If it were a normal incident, it would not be surprising if it were forgotten and ridiculed within a few weeks.

That’s not the future they want.

I want everyone to mourn together. I hope that those who were involved in this death will never achieve their goal.

“We will stand united. We will never give up.”

An external enemy has appeared. Blood has accumulated and resentment has been built up.

“Hansan will receive support from headquarters and will be supplied with unlimited troops and weapons to ensure that this tragedy never happens again.”

It is war. If hundreds of people were killed by terrorism, no country could avoid declaring war.

Hansan was freed from the many constraints that had bound him. He was able to answer the question, “So, are you going to go to war?” with, “Of course, we will go to war.”

“I’m sorry, but I can’t be sure who the terrorist is. But his crime was definitely not a random act.”

It’s only natural. People who have gone mad due to the side effects of implants don’t show such a leisurely and calculating side.

Waiting to shock, starting to slaughter people as soon as the bomb went off, committing the murders during the exact time planned, and then quickly fleeing when things started to get dangerous.

Everything was telling that his crimes had been planned.

“We will go beyond catching the culprit and uncover the mastermind behind it. Before that, we will never be swayed by the power behind it.”

It was not a suitable word for a memorial service. A small feeling of guilt welled up in me as I thought that I was no different from others in exploiting people’s deaths.

But even so, I will do this. I will say these words.

“We will never give up.”

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