Poseidon in Arknights

【Replica Crystal】

[Type: consumables]

[Effect: Consumes internal energy to restore inorganic matter without mysterious elements and simple organic matter within a maximum range of 15×15×15 meters. The restoration template will refer to the state of items within the range up to one hour ago.]

[Comment: In an urban fantasy world, these are items used by clandestine forces, typically for concealing evidence after a battle.]

Price: 3000 price points

[C+ medical access can be purchased]

"Well done! I'll have Is give you a bonus later!" The Emperor nodded in satisfaction, looking at the newly renovated tavern before him.

"Don't overthink it. It's just the restoration of inorganic and simple organic matter. In other words, the wine that was supposed to be gone is still gone, and some of the wood trim might not even be restored."

The Emperor sighed and looked at Xi Yue, who had a mischievous grin on her face that was clearly intentional: "Tell me later next time, let me be happy for a while."

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"Boss, Penguin Logistics has made a move."

Gambino nodded as he listened to the report from the person on the other end of the radio: "...As expected, but what I'm more concerned about is, where is Capone?"

"Actually, we lost all contact with them an hour ago."

Gambino took a deep drag of his cigarette: "...Where was the last routine contact? In the slums?"

The gangster thought for a moment and replied, "Ah, yes."

Gambino scoffed, "That's a real shame."

"what do you mean?"

"First, notify all teams to intercept Penguin Logistics as planned..." Gambino paused, "but I guess, barring any unforeseen circumstances, about two or three teams will lose contact."

"What do you mean... Ah! Could it be—Mr. Capone has betrayed the family?"

“I understand him, I understand him all too well.” Gambino snorted. “We grew up together, and I personally dealt with the traitor for my father. That was the first time I killed someone, and it was the first time we killed someone.”

Gambino looked into the distance: "The crushing defeat at Syracuse changed us. The only difference is that he became more cowardly, while I chose a clearer path."

Gambino crushed the cigarette in his hand, his tone icy: "He intends to betray the family, or rather, change the family name."

The gang members exchanged glances: "So what should we do?"

"...Penguin Logistics is more troublesome than we imagined, and we can't afford to make too many enemies at the same time." Gambino's tone was icy. "Perhaps we should deal with the traitor problem first."

Chapter 41: The Law of Noise (Part 4)

"Hello, can you hear me? Anything unusual at Sandaokou?" The radio rang out in the dark alley.

Gangster A answered the radio, pausing slightly: "This is Sandaokou, nothing... unusual."

Gangster B's relaxed voice came through the radio: "Understood. Proceed as planned."

Gangster A pressed the radio and quickly said, "--Wait, wait! What was our plan again?"

Gangster B asked in confusion, "Huh? You're not kidding, are you?"

Uh, yeah, I was just checking, just checking, since I'm not very familiar with Lungmen.

Gangster B on the other end of the radio sighed and said to his unreliable partner, "After midnight on Requiem, Lungmen will hold its usual carnival. Our mission is to take advantage of the empty streets to deal with Penguin Logistics. It's that simple!"

"That concerning the leader—"

Gangster B interrupted his unreliable partner on the other end of the radio: "Don't ask so many questions, this is the order, just do it! Hurry up!"

Hearing the static from the disconnected radio, the gangster turned to look at Exusiai, who was pointing a gun at his head: "...That's it."

Gangster A looked at Exusiai, who was smiling, and asked timidly, "You won't kill me, right?"

Exusiai smiled and nodded, then raised the gun in her hand: "Of course, thanks a lot, buddy. Take a nap now~"

Exusiai, who had knocked out Gangster A with the butt of her gun, picked up her phone: "Texas, can you hear me~?"

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Texas hung up the call with Exusiai and nodded to Yuuki: "Same situation as here. They scattered the squad."

"It seems so. Any ideas?"

Texas thought for a moment and said, "But since the leader is personally involved in the battle, they must have another command tower in charge of coordinating things."

“Once we find that place, it’ll all be over…” Texas looked at Yuuki, “But I have a question. Is it really okay for you to leave Red there, watching over that unconscious woman?”

"Is there a problem? Don't worry, Hong has been with me for a long time and is very good at taking care of people."

"You were angry before because that woman attacked Red, right?" Texas looked at Yuuki, who seemed completely unconcerned. "Aren't you afraid of Red...?"

"Yes, there are two reasons for this. First, Hong won't attack her because of this; she's our patient now."

Yu Yue straightened her trench coat: "Second, the attack was both an accident and a misunderstanding. I have explained it to Hong and made compensation."

Texas listened to Yuuki's words and suddenly asked with some curiosity, "Compensation? What compensation?"

"If you're interested in this, you can come over tonight to take a look," Yuuki said with a smile, looking at Texas. "I don't think Kurenai will refuse another piece of compensation offered to her."

"I'm suddenly not curious anymore." Texas's expression stiffened, and she immediately turned her head, indicating that she was no longer curious about the matter.

Just then, Texas's radio rang again, and a voice came through: "Hello? Texas? We've arrived in downtown, but there are so many people."

Texas nodded and said, "Pay attention to the enemy squad's movements."

"Okay, I'll ask my acquaintances on the street to keep an eye out... Wait, boss? You want to go check on the float? Hey, wait for me—"

Texas sighed, speechless at her boss's erratic behavior, then turned on the radio: "...Croissant, Bison, can you hear me?"

After listening to Texas's words, Bison peeked outside and said, "We made a slightly unexpected discovery about the command tower you mentioned."

Croissant whispered, "...Bison, keep your head down and hide behind that box over there. Don't get spotted."

"Alright, Texas, I'll get back to you in a bit." Bison nodded, hung up the call, and then darted behind the other box.

The gangster, smoking a cigarette, peered out at the crowd outside the street: "What will become of us?"

The gangster leaning against the wall took off his hat, revealing a scar that almost spanned his entire face in the light from outside.

Scarface sighed upon hearing Smoking Gangster's words: "I don't know. Ever since we hung up on our leader... hung up on Gambino Richie, we've had no choice."

"Ugh……"

"What's with the sigh? Mr. Capone prepared so much for us in Lungmen, and what happened?" Scarface patted Smoking Gangster on the shoulder to comfort him. "Gambino started causing trouble as soon as he moved here from Syracuse, and nothing good came of it!"

Scarface put on his hat and looked out into the alley: "According to Mr. Capone's plan, there was no need for such a big fuss."

Scarface, the gangster, slammed his fist against the wall as he spoke: "You've already talked to the Rat King, why did you have to start a massacre? This isn't Syracuse!"

The gangster, who was smoking, threw his cigarette on the ground and stomped it out: "Hey, boss, I mean the former boss, he's probably just venting his anger."

"Pah, childish."

Croissant whispered to Bison, "It seems like they're having some internal strife?"

Bison nodded: "It seems so. This is a great opportunity, we—"

Before Bison could finish speaking, another shot rang out, hitting the ground.

The gangster immediately turned around: "Who's there!"

"Hey? Where did that gunshot come from?" Croissant quickly raised her shield, on high alert.

Bison gritted his teeth, and upon hearing the gunshot, he instantly realized: "It's that sniper again—! He's exposed our position!"

"They're from Penguin Logistics, don't let them get away!"

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On a high-rise building near the alley, the butler put away his gun and looked at the scene in the alley where Mai Song and Ke Song were facing the gangsters: "...Young Master Ka, I'm sorry. This is the work the master assigned."

"Alas, I did lay a hand on the young master, and even put him in danger..." the butler sighed. "After this is all over, perhaps I should retire and return to my hometown."

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Texas's radio suddenly rang, accompanied by a rhythmic knocking sound and the shouts of gangsters in the background.

.

"...They seem to be in trouble." Texas frowned and picked up the radio: "Exusiai, after confirming the gang's route, go and meet up with Croissant."

"Understood~"

Upon hearing Exusia's echo, Texas then dialed the other end of the radio: "Soaring."

Kong reported to Texas over the radio, glancing around as he said, "Hmm... the movements of the suspicious individuals today are very complicated, but it seems they've split into two teams. It might be a trap—"

Before Kong could finish speaking, Is came through the radio: "It's not that complicated. There's a problem within the enemy ranks. This is an opportunity."

"Wow! That startled me!" Kong was startled by the sudden sound coming from the radio.

“…You’re back too.” Texas sighed. “Why did you have to hack into your own people’s channel? Can’t we just communicate normally?”

Hearing Texas's question, Is replied leisurely, "That's faster."

"Where are you now?"

“Sad Cafe. I suddenly remembered that I should have a day off today, so I came to join in the fun.” The sound of typing came from Is’s end. “I’ve sent you the coordinates of Croissant and that newbie. The speed of Lungmen’s intercity network is really refreshing.”

Texas opened her phone, looked at the coordinates in the group chat, and nodded. "...In that case, after we finish our own tasks, let's go support them."

Yuzuki nodded and chimed in, "This is a great opportunity to fight back, everyone, good luck!"

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“Mr. Capone, the leader’s plan to raid Penguin Logistics appears to have failed,” a gangster reported to Capone, who was sitting on a sofa in a dilapidated house in the slums.

Capone nodded, having already anticipated this: "Nonsense, what can that brute accomplish? Don't worry about him."

After a moment's hesitation, the gangster asked, "...Is this really a good idea?"

Capone sighed and looked at the brightly lit street outside the alley: "What the family needs now is a foothold. As for who we are, it doesn't matter at all."

Capone withdrew his gaze: "Still haven't found the Rat King?"

The gangster shook his head: "No, the Rat King is too discreet..."

Capone nodded reassuringly, "Be patient. He's like a part of this city, like the shadow of Lungmen, even though our time is running out."

"But if we're not careful enough and the Rat King notices, we'll face pressure from three sides at the same time..."