Cyberpunk: 2075

Sasha, the hacker of Mann's team?

Carl was not in a hurry to reply to Sasha. He sent a message to Mann to confirm the other party's identity. After confirming that the other party's identity was correct, he replied to the message.

Carl: I am Carl. Mann has told you the details of the mission. You will be the contact person of your team for this mission. Is that ok?

Sasha: No, Mann has made it very clear. After we finish the current tasks tonight, we will start your mission.

Carl: There is no problem. Let's contact later.

Sasha: Please wait. Mann thinks you can trust me. He wants me to send you a copy of our team's personnel information. Everyone agrees that this way we can cooperate better... I sent it. Please receive it.

Carl: OK.

Carl himself was a little careless. When doing a mission, he really couldn't know the other party's level without giving a bottom line. He only trusted Mann's level and didn't know the level of Mann's teammates.

The level of personnel between teams is actually quite different.

The information is here.

Mann... nothing to see. Oh, no, he went to the prosthetic doctor yesterday and bought a prosthetic for the projectile launch system and installed it. My god, it's brand new. He didn't spend all the money he earned from the last mission on it. He really worked hard. He just installed the prosthetic and started the mission. Although I have no right to say that he is.

Then there is Dolio, I saw her yesterday.

Pira, a technical expert, a black-haired man with a cockscomb. I have some impression of her. Mann doesn't remember, but Carl and the others saw her in front of the Mewtwo store.

Rebecca, an assistant, oh, the girl with green hair and twin ponytails, I also have an impression of her.

Falco, a driver, looks like a gentleman.

Sasha, a hacker, the person who contacted Carl to send the information.

Qiwei, a hacker substitute, Sasha's network hacker substitute.

....

The Mann team is too extravagant. There is more than one hacker in the team.

However, this is nothing strange. After all, Mann's team seems to have been in Night City for many years. My team, which has been established for less than a month, is indeed not as good as them.

Carl: I have learned the intelligence, so I look forward to future cooperation.

After using this sentence to end the communication, Carl calculated the time.

He came to the world of 2075 the day after the Day of the Dead, that is, November 3, and today is November 27, which is less than a month.

Christmas in 2075 is on December 25. For people in Night City, December 25 is equivalent to another year, right?

Although for Carl, this does not feel special.

For him, if he calculates the time, it may be the Spring Festival on February 5, 2076, before the Spring Festival.

Of course, some people consider January 1, 2076, as the Chinese New Year...

But Carl doesn't mind celebrating Christmas in Night City, because according to Jack, he will spend Christmas Eve at the Wild Wolf Bar, and Mrs. Wells will personally take care of it. No outsiders will be invited, and it will be a family-style Christmas. Carl and Oliver will have to come.

In other words, Mrs. Wells is willing to treat Carl and Oliver as family members and let them spend Christmas together. This is really an honor, and there is no reason not to go.

However, Carl and Oliver may have to help Jack talk, because Jack plans to bring Misty with him, which may be a headache.

Well, we have to ask Old Wei, who is familiar with Mrs. Wells and Misty, to see if he can come up with a good idea.

In this regard, the experience of these young people is still not as good as that of Old Wei.

Carl called a battle taxi and got in. The driver, who was already somewhat familiar with Carl but remained silent, sent Carl to the door of his familiar Mewtwo store.

"Don't drive away yet, wait by the side, I'll come out after I buy Mewtwo."

Leaving this message to the silent driver, Carl walked into the Mewtwo store. When the owner saw the figure coming in, he instinctively became alert, but after finding out it was Carl, he relaxed a little.

"It's you, customer."

Carl came to his store to buy Mewtwo many times, and the two became familiar with each other. The owner of the Mewtwo store knew this big customer who bought a lot of Mewtwo every time. As soon as Carl walked to the counter, he began to introduce.

"The new products that have arrived this time include the new season of "My Years in the Trauma Team", and four episodes have been released in one go. Do you want me to get them for you?"

"Is it because of good sales that new seasons are released? Bring me all four episodes, I want them all."

Although the new season is released when sales are good, which is in line with Carl's past views on TV series, this thing is Mewtwo after all, and it is a real Mewtwo that records the missions of the trauma team. The quality will not be reduced as the number of episodes increases. The technology inside is real, and it is necessary to buy all of them to take a look.

"Thank you for your purchase, customer."

The owner, with a face full of joy, acted quickly and immediately got up to go to the warehouse behind the store to get new goods, while Carl visited the Mewtwo store during this time to see if there was anything he liked.

Carl has seen most of the useful Mewtwos in the Mewtwo Shop, and most of the rest are pornographic or restricted gory ones, which are really not that interesting, and only Oliver will be interested in them. Carl never reads them.

but....

It really made Carl find the ninja-related Mewtwo, and it was really serious.

Looking at the Mewtwo called "Ninja God Rabbit" on the shelf, Carl was a little speechless.

But the problem is, this thing, seriously, is not a Japanese ninja.

A mess.

When he was complaining in his heart, the shopkeeper had already returned with Mewtwo, and Karl looked around and found nothing that he liked about Mewtwo. When he was about to buy these four episodes of Mewtwo and leave, the shopkeeper suddenly He opened his mouth and stopped Karl.

"Please wait for the guest."

With Karl's puzzled expression, the shop owner came out from behind the counter and walked to the door of the store. He looked around and made sure that no one else was approaching the store. Then he closed the door and glanced at Karl cautiously: "Guest, you are here too. I have been a customer who has purchased Mewtwo in my store many times. I believe you know Mewtwo well and are trustworthy.... I have some products here that may be a bit 'special', would you like to take a look?"

Special goods?

Seeing the shop owner's extremely vigilant actions and expression, as if he were a thief, Karl somehow understood it.

In my heart, there was a strange sense of expectation.

"That's not what you said..."

"That's right, guest, it's exactly what you think."

Looking at Karl's expression, the shop owner's expression was quite vulgar: "You are guaranteed to be satisfied."

"That...."

Carl is honest.

"A friend of mine is very interested, please tell me in detail."