Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

Arthur smiled, took out a cigarette, lit it for himself, and gave one to the other party.

Although the other party is a bitch, in this city, these girls look much cleaner than the people outside.

"So, is something wrong with you?"

The member of the Mox Gang put the nail-studded baseball bat he was holding on his shoulders, looking aggressive.

Arthur was not frightened at all when he saw that the other party did not take his cigarette, so he took it back. After all, it was money, right?

"It's nothing. You may not believe it. I just had a conversation with a fellow patient in Watson's North District. You know what? But it was so violent that it blew up half a block with one hit."

"I saw that my fellow patient was so excited, so I had to take action myself to calm him down. Then guess what I found on him?"

The member of the Mox Gang immediately narrowed his eyes vigilantly, got into a fighting stance, and was ready to sound the alarm at any time.

"Zhuo! I don't care what you find, if you are not here to play, then you should leave immediately!"

Arthur shrugged, silently took the cigarette out of his mouth, and blew out a smoke ring.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to cause trouble. I actually found the Mewtwo recorder on my fellow patient, and I copied all the data in it. You know, something like Mewtwo must be made by Only after it has been handled by real experts can it be useful and easy to sell.”

"So I'm here at the Ritz looking for an expert, let me think about his name, right Judy?"

When he said this name, Arthur himself felt a little touched that he couldn't describe.

This is his wife in the game. You can't straighten her in the game, but I don't know if you can straighten her now that you have entered reality.

After listening to Arthur's words, the member of the Mox Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the other party is not here to cause trouble, it’s easy to say anything.

Although they Mox Bang itself was established to protect the Ritz Bar.

But in fact, how weak their fighting power is can be seen clearly with just one glance.

It's okay for some drunkards in Night City, but it's a bit whimsical to really deal with those cyberpunks and gangs.

"I don't know if Judy wants to see you. Let me ask for you."

"By the way, what's your name, handsome uncle?"

Arthur put the cigarette back into his mouth, nodded and said, "Arthur."

After a pause, Arthur scratched the back of his head. He felt that he should still be a bit familiar in this place.

The reason why Arthur is a little confused is because in Arthur's opinion, the replacement rate of people in Night City is comparable to the metabolism of cells.

If you want to see old friends, usually you can only go and look for them in those small drawers in Night City.

"Is your current boss Susie? If so, then you can ask her. She and I are old acquaintances."

"Do you know that bastard Susie? In that case, there should be no problem. You can call me Rita."

After saying that, the other person's eyes flashed yellow, and Arthur stood there silently smoking his cigarette.

In Night City, almost everything can be solved through violence.

As long as you are strong enough, you can even kill the violent terrorist mobile team and call you daddy.

But come on, I'm already tired from fighting with my fellow patients today, plus there are some poor homeless ladies here.

How can you harm them with your hands?

Arthur also wanted to have an in-depth discussion with them about the origin of humankind.

Soon, the light in Rita's eyes dimmed and she returned to normal. She blew a bubble again and looked Arthur up and down.

"Pop!" The sound of bubbles breaking.

"Whew~" the sound of whistling.

"I can't believe that, uncle, you actually had an affair with that bastard Susie. I have never heard her tone so gentle."

Arthur couldn't help coughing twice. It was all about the same thing. He could guarantee that the original owner had nothing to do with Suzy. At most, they were just regular customers who often frequented the Ritz Bar.

"This is all a misunderstanding, I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense! Can I go in now?"

"Come on, I will take you to Judy. She is the best Mewtwo editor here. You have found the right person!"

Arthur followed Rita into the Ritz Bar, where the neon lights were twinkling, but unexpectedly dim.

Maybe it is to allow people to play some unknown hey hey games in this dim environment.

In fact, the surface of Ritz Bar is relatively clean, because Ritz Bar is ostensibly a Mewtwo Experience Club.

But some guests' blood boiled after watching Mewtwo. Even if they were thrown into liquid nitrogen, they would not be able to cool down. Only those beautiful ladies could lower their body temperature.

But, this is the main thing, you and I are willing to do it. Afterwards, in order to thank the ladies for their help, it is normal to give a little tip.

Soon, Arthur followed Rita to the basement of the Ritz Bar. This place can actually be regarded as a warehouse, with goods everywhere. It can be seen from the scale of the warehouse that the bar's business is very good.

Arthur was a little dizzy due to the twists and turns, but fortunately there was someone to guide him, and Arthur was quickly taken into Judy's studio.

Judy was holding her head up and looking at herself boredly. The computer in front of her seemed to be processing some data.

Arthur looked at the surrounding environment, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched. He couldn't figure out why the people in Night City always liked this dark environment.

Victor is like this, Judy is like this, and it seems like everyone in Night City is like this.

It seems that if it is not necessary, they will never turn on the lights. They don't even know how to install them. I don't know if this is the effect of the eye prosthesis.

Rita said hello in Judy's direction.

"Judy, this is Arthur. Suzy must have told you, right?"

"Yes, yes, that bastard is always looking for all kinds of things for me to do, as if I am very idle in this basement. Sooner or later, I will blow him up to the sky."

Judy's tone of reply was full of the resentment of the workers, and she said it without hesitation.

Arthur has always felt that nothing is good about Night City, but this is the only good thing about it.

That is, they don't mind saying the thoughts in their minds directly without any modification.

If I say I want to blow you up, I really mean I want to blow you up.