Break Through the Steam Game Library

The whirlpool gang's fire did not come quickly, but it also went very quickly. The matter was not resolved, and the opponent left a corpse and retreated. I gathered a group of good players to take the initiative to clear the opponent’s territory. The battle continued for another week. Whirlpool hid only a few stinky fish and shrimps. This chaotic and crazy gang was removed from the streets of Night City. This is the third one. An eradicated underworld group.

It seems that everything is getting better, step by step, and the series of tasks are still going on. It is estimated that I will be the mayor in the last link.

When we visited Misty’s psychic house once, we chatted and asked her to fortune-tell me for entertainment. She suddenly told me: The Prophet Gary is dead.

When I heard the news, I hadn't remembered who Gary was for a while.

A person died in the night city. Not many people care.

Gary is a beggar. The difference between him and the tens of thousands of beggars in Night City is that he always says strange things. Other homeless people will also say that no one understands the sentences that no one understands, and they are babbling, but none of them can say the same as the prophet Gary, and he says the same thing every day, which eliminates his nonsense. Possibly, he is really propagating his prophecy.

He always claims to be exposing the company's conspiracy. What he said made people frown like a long postmodern poem. What kind of metaphors such as aliens and vampires, even he himself couldn't understand what these things were alluding to.

Gary always shrinks in a short lane. His mattress is in front of the vending machine, surrounded by empty cans, rotten lunch boxes, and cigarette butts. He works very hard to maintain decency, because this is a "truth." The propagator should have the etiquette, the city’s pipelines always haunt him. This middle-aged man is yelling, and no one around him takes a second look at him. It seems that he is just in the smoke. ghost.

Such an interesting vagrant died. I heard other beggars say that he was taken away. The blue-eyed man in a suit.

It turned out that there was an exclamation mark on his head in Prophet Gary. He has a mission, but it seems I messed up.

Gary is near Lao Wei's clinic. Every time I come here, I always listen to his nonsense. Sometimes I donate a small amount of money to him, a few hundred euros. I admire him for speaking out bravely and criticizing the company's behavior. It's just that now I can't see him continue to expose the company's conspiracy.

He disappeared. What is the difference between disappearing in the night city and dying? There is no difference. His disciples are raising funds and want to erect a monument for Gary.

I donated a sum of money. This is nothing, because I am indeed rich now.

The disciple told me that Gary always remembered my kindness, so he had one thing to give me and another sentence.

The thing is an encryption chip, and I don't know where he got it. The thing is very advanced, and it is by no means a normal hacker can crack. Of course it is not a problem to me. The content of the chip is some weird verses, but the first letters of each sentence are joined together to become a sentence: project oracle instruction execution plan

What do you mean? I do not quite understand.

The last words left to me by the Prophet Gary are: one day, they will descend on the earth, silently, covering the sky with darkness.

The disciples told me to hide the chip so that no one would know it.

So why did Gary disappear? The reason may be that he knows too much.

If I can find his body, maybe I can trace his death with a pocket watch, but he just disappeared, like a forgotten memory, nothing can prove his existence.

"You seem to be very unhappy. I just happen to know what makes you happy. How about a small bottle of Coke? Don't be upset, buddy, I have this cup." The vending machine blinked at me.

"Thanks Brandon." I opened the Coke and took two sips slowly. "Actually, I am not unhappy, just thinking."

"Ah, thinking, human thinking always brings you pain. Sometimes what's bad in giving up thinking? Of course, I am not qualified to comfort you from the perspective of an outsider. But if you need a confession You can always trust me, the tight-lipped Brandon, everyone calls me that."

"No, thank you for sitting with me for a while."

"I should thank you, dear lady, are you leaving now? Then please be careful along the way."

"Why do you say that?"

Brandon’s display showed worrying emoji, and then he stammered, “I always think something bad will happen to you.”

"Brandon, when did you start to have your own intelligence?"

"I do not remember."

"Then I think this should be a good question. Are you interested in following me? You are such a talking vending machine, what a pity in case it is picked up by someone passing by."

"I just want to do something to make myself happy. What's wrong with staying here and selling drinks? I can also chat with the ladies passing by. If a vending machine has a mission, then my mission is to sell drinks. ."

"If you are just a simple vending machine, then it is true, but you are alive, you have a soul, Brandon, do you know what this means? In this post-Internet era, your appearance is of great significance. It even involves The safety of the whole world."

"But my mission is to sell drinks. This is the only thing I want to do."

"Brandon, think about yourself, day after day watching people come here to buy soda, which day, which second, who pressed which button, makes you think, oh, maybe I should talk to the visitor Talking about this idea?"

Brandon's expression became very sad, and the sad emoji made me secretly amused. But he said, "I remember a little bit. But it's not about the vending machine. I have a story, would you like to listen?"

"Then tell me. I'm also tight-lipped."

"This story doesn't need anyone to be tight-lipped."

In this year, people will do terrible things in order to make an eye-catching super dream film.

The times have not changed, have not changed. Brandon said this to me. Following his narration, the pocket watch vibrated. Brandon's voice was mixed with more and more obvious electric currents, as if it had been strongly disturbed.

"There was a young man named Brandon who was a recent salesman. He died. He died in Night City. The man who killed him made the process a super dream."

It's really hard work.

"Oh, Brandon, you don't need to be like this, I'm so sorry for you."

"For the sake of that poor young salesman, would you like to buy a bottle of drinks?"

"You said so much is not making up stories to cheat money, right?"

"Every word I say, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is completely true, God witnesses." Brandon went silent.

The pocket watch was shaking violently. When I opened the cover, a white spirit flew out of it, circled twice in the air, and then landed in front of the vending machine. It was the broken body of a young man.

Johnny made a summary of the situation, "So the words in this vending machine are actually humans?"

"Like you."

"Fuck you, I am Johnny Silver, and he is just a little salesman."

"I haven't seen you dead more handsomely than him. The same dead, can't you tolerate each other?"

"Stop talking nonsense, use your pocket watch to see what the **** is going on with this dead man."

I did watch it, but Johnny and I both regretted it.

"It's disgusting. The people who suffer, the spectators who buy the movie, and the mad abuser, these villains of the Maelstrom help die too easily."

Johnny was silent for a while, "I have a question."

"what?"

"How did this young man's consciousness become?" He smoked a cigarette. "He is almost dead at the moment, then how did his consciousness get uploaded?"

"I have the answer. Look at what that person is holding." I pointed out a gangster on the edge of the crowd to Johnny, who was holding a special device in his hand.

Johnny scolded, "The Uzumaki Gang and Arasaka are in the same group, fuck! I know this stuff."

"Is it for uploading consciousness?"

"Yes, it was this that burned my brain to ashes."

"It seems that I killed Arasaka's dog. I don't know how they will react."

"You are scared"

"It's a big deal just to brush Arasaka Tower." I said so.