[Contact: Mr. Hands]
[Mr. Hands: Burger King?! Are you a ghost?!]
[Lier: Stop shrieking.]
Hands's voice was a little too loud. The improperly connected Brain-Computer Interface leaked a little current while demodulating the audio, making Lier jump.
But Lier really could not be blamed for this.
Because Hands had radiation-measuring equipment on hand.
The nuclear bomb detonated over the river in Pacific State had been poor quality, making it closer to a dirty bomb. Its proportion of reactive elements had not been high; its radiation levels, on the other hand, exceeded the limit.
All it would take was a gust of wind for the radiation to spread throughout Pacific State, and Dogtown was no exception.
Hands had seen nuclear explosions before, so the moment he saw it, he put his radiation meter outside the window. Sure enough-
It was a nuclear explosion!
And Dogtown was still classified as a war zone, so its response had been even faster. That very night, they had begun switching to radiation-protection gear.
Anyone who knew a little about military affairs did not believe anyone could survive an explosion like that.
Then again, there had been cases of people surviving nuclear blasts, such as Adam Smasher.
[Mr. Hands: Do you have any evidence to prove you're Burger King?]
[Lier: Plenty. I'm going into Dogtown. Get me a pass.]
[Mr. Hands: You? Do you think...]
[Lier: I am going in, but the pass is mainly for the Animals-just hired them. A bunch of bodyguards for appearances. There's some equipment I need to bring in.]
[Mr. Hands: I'm not a god, Burger King. This place...]
[Lier: I said it's for the Animals. I don't need you to get me a pass, and I'm going in to do business. Think it over again.]
[Mr. Hands: All right, but