Cyberpunk: 2075

"This is one thousand and fifteen dollars in addition to the deposit that has already been divided."

Of the 6,000 remuneration, each person can receive a total of 2,000. Although this amount of money is higher than the monthly salary of most workers in Night City, it is not enough for mercenaries like Carl, Oliver, and Jack. That's it.

After buying some wine and hot food on the way, the three of them returned to Oliver's room and continued the previously interrupted dinner party.

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"I've done a lot today and I'm exhausted. I really don't know how those company dogs who work twenty hours a day persist."

It was the Whirlpool Gang again and it was the Scavengers again. After finishing his work, Carl did feel a little tired.

"I heard that some company dogs will have an organ removed from their brains, and then only need stimulants and other drugs to be able to work around the clock."

Jack said, throwing a bottle of drink to Karl.

"Little Cocoa, love in my heart~"

"Don't disgust me, I don't like this coke."

After holding it in his hand, Carl threw it back in disgust, but he missed it and hit Oliver's head next to Jack.

"Hello!"

"Sorry sorry."

After all, Karl's body has not undergone much modification, and he will inevitably make some mistakes under fatigue. In this regard, he is indeed incomparable with those who have mechanical prostheses. Even if the workers working in some factories fall asleep, the chips in their heads and The prosthetics on their hands can support them to continue working.

"What time is it now?"

Oliver rubbed his head and asked Jack, who was lying on the sofa drinking beer.

"It's half past eight. It's still early tonight. Do you want to watch a movie?"

Jack picked up a skewer of chicken skewers covered in sauce and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing the soft chicken, he said with a little surprise: "The taste of these chicken skewers is too authentic. As expected, this thing is the only one besides the one in Japan Street." Delicious in the city center. ”

"Authentic?"

Carl looked suspiciously at the chicken skewers with sweet and sour sauce in Jack's hand. He hesitated, took a skewer, took out a piece with a toothpick and stuffed it into his mouth.

The face is distorted.

"This stuff can't be considered authentic in terms of taste or texture."

"Not everyone has eaten real chicken like you, Karl. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the First Night City have never eaten real meat these days. The taste is of course confusing... This is for us. It’s authentic.”

Eating soft synthetic chicken and watching Carl barely swallow a piece of synthetic chicken, Jack thought for a while and said: "It's not a problem to always be a vegetarian. Carl, since you are used to eating real meat, it will be difficult to get used to this kind of meat. Otherwise, Let’s find a way to find the smugglers in Badland and see if they can bring you some real meat?”

"The price will be very expensive."

Carl picked up the bucket of French fries again and started eating French fries. He felt a little moved, but considering the price, he was a little hesitant.

"It's actually not bad."

After all, he was born in Santo Domingo, which is close to the bad land. Oliver is very familiar with the market in the bad land: "A chicken costs about one thousand euros, and a pig costs five thousand euros. Of course, this is just The pure meat price does not include the commission price and processing fees, and there is no guarantee that the meat will be alive after being transported... But even if it is dead, basic preservation will be carried out. "

"The price of one thousand euros, five thousand euros for buying meat alone, does this feel... seems acceptable?"

Karl found that he didn't think it was expensive, but when he thought about it carefully, a synthetic whole chicken fried set meal in Night City only cost about 18 or 20 euros. The fifty-fold difference in price was actually an exaggeration.

"Of course we are fine, but if you count ordinary people, a month's salary may only buy a real chicken, and it also has to go through checkpoints and other conditions, as well as the price of hiring homeless people in the bad land. Finally, The real money spent may be more than a thousand euros, and you may not be able to get it, so you can roughly understand why this real meat is so rare in Night City. "

Oliver explained: "Actually, pork has better luck than chicken. Night City has very strict control over poultry due to bird flu in the past, and customs requires a lot of money. If you are really interested, I recommend you do it." pork."

"Then if I want to get a whole pig, how much will it cost? I think it's worth it including the pig."

"Ten thousand euros should be able to be safely transported."

Ten thousand euros...

Karl's total money now is only about 52,000 euros, which means that the money he gets from working hard can only buy about five pigs.

There are very few corporate dogs who are as generous as Blanca.

"This money can be exchanged for a good prosthetic body."

Jack was a little stunned when he heard the money.

"The meat we shed when replacing prosthetics is not as valuable as pigs."

Oliver said, taking a bite of the burrito stuffed with synthetic meat: "How about it, Carl, if you want, I can find a way to contact the people over there, or if you get used to it, it can actually be considered... 'Real meat' synthetic meat."

"Oliver, Jack, don't you have any ideas about real meat?"

Carl was already planning to spend money. As a mercenary, he couldn't err on the side of food. But before that, he wanted to see if Oliver and Jack were willing to buy some together.

"The raw material of synthetic meat is worms and locusts. By the time I knew about it, I had grown up eating it, and my taste had become accustomed to it. If I were to eat real meat, I might be eating it with you now. If you’re not used to synthetic meat, you’re not used to eating real meat, so I’ll let it go.”

Oliver had no intention of buying pork, but Jack was a little interested in it.

"I'll buy some meat too, Oliver. Can you bring some real corn or something from the Badlands? I want to try making some tamales."

Tamale is a traditional Mexican food. It is an indispensable item during festivals such as Day of the Dead, weddings and birthdays. It is also one of Jack's favorite dishes. However, in the past, he basically ate synthetic meat and corn. Tamales made from flour, there is no reason to miss out on the opportunity to try authentic tamales.

"Then I'll contact the people over there later, and I'll let you know the exact money then."

As Oliver said this, he looked up at the TV, only to find that there was a latest follow-up report on the Kabuki Cyberpsychiatric Incident in Watson District that had been broadcast when they left.

‘Cyberpsychosis disappeared before the arrival of the terrorist mobile unit. Please pay attention to the surrounding citizens. ’

Carl and Jack were also attracted by the reports on TV.

"Missing...How far is the Kabuki side from our side?"

Jack frowned.

"Thirty minutes' walk."

This was Carl's answer.

He had just walked back to his apartment from the industrial area to the Kabuki theater today, so he had personal experience.