The Meaning of 155's Warning

155. The Meaning of a Warning

"Compensation?!"

Carl's words left Slider stunned, but what shocked him wasn't that the hand nerves of the six subordinates caught up in the fight had been reconnected—while the surgery was no simple matter, it was merely at the level of a Psycho Squad field doctor. A professional medical team from The Corporation could complete three such surgeries in a minute without difficulty. What he found truly unbelievable was something else.

Carl, the man rumored to be cold and heartless, had actually taken the initiative to treat them because his fight had affected Slider's subordinates? And from the sound of it, if the surgeries failed, she had even intended to compensate them with prosthetic arms?

This was completely beyond Slider's comprehension.

In his world, subordinates were indeed valuable, but only because they could help him get work done. If KK had acted, then even if she had slaughtered every last one of them, Slider could at most angrily complain a few times. If KK showed any displeasure, he would not even dare complain.

With KK's usual way of doing things and the rumors surrounding her, even if she had really killed everyone, no one would have found it surprising.

But what had happened instead? Not only had she not killed them, she had personally performed nerve sutures on them?

And all of this had begun simply because they had been caught up in her fight. It had been a casual measure to eliminate a threat when Slider's own people had shown hostility. Drag anyone off the streets of Night City, and they would never think compensation was necessary. Rather, not killing them on the spot would already be considered decent. Letting them live was a gift.

To be fair, even if Slider had been in