Although Lin Miao had mentioned in advance that a shipment would arrive today, the players were still full of enthusiasm, crowding in front of the convoy and pointing at the NPCs.
"Sorry to make a fool of myself, Mr. Charles, this place is definitely not as good as Night City."
"Ah... no..." Charles opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
The people in front of him seemed mentally ill.
Charles was quite certain of this.
This group of people surrounded the convoy with an excitement akin to Wildmen who hadn't seen the world, trying to touch them with their hands.
But it wasn't that kind of vibe.
More like... visitors at a zoo greeting the beasts inside...
Are these corporate slaves?
When a Meta Group employee was provoked by the players and even drew a gun at them, instead of fear, the players became even more excited.
Muttering incomprehensible dialects, needing a translator to barely understand.
'Holy crap, they're pointing a gun at me! Looks kinda badass, huh?'
