Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

The middle-aged man with a beard didn't mind, stretched out his hand, shook Arthur's hand, and extended his olive branch.

You must know that people who can single-handedly kill military technology teams are fierce men no matter where they are.

Maybe we can help each other sometime in the future.

Of course, it's not entirely utilitarian. The biggest difference between the Rangers and Night City is that they don't have that much dirt on them.

To put it simply, it is more humane.

Arthur shrugged and said, "Welcome to Night City, the closest place to hell in the world. Sorry, the smell on you is really a bit strong."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter. I just feel like I just crawled out of hell and was too excited. By the way, my name is Thor."

The middle-aged bearded man laughed and said his name. He was the boss of this wanderer family.

Arthur nodded. Of course he knew who Thor was. He was an ordinary person who had lost his vigor in middle age and wanted to settle down completely.

Then Saul pointed to the other two middle-aged men who jumped out of the car and the woman looking at them from the driver's seat and said: "The bald one is Mitch, that one is Scorpion, and the one driving the car Just Panang.”

Arthur stretched out his hand towards them: "Hello, my name is Arthur Martinez. Just call me Arthur. I am currently working as a little Karami mercenary in Night City. If you have any work, you can find me."

Scorpion and Mitch moved a box of beer from the trunk and walked over. Mitch also laughed and cursed: "Fuck you, someone who can defeat a military technology convoy actually calls himself Little Karami? "

Thor took out one beer from the box of beer and threw it to Arthur. He said apologetically: "We haven't settled in yet, so we don't have a refrigerator yet. We can only drink at room temperature. It actually tastes pretty good."

Arthur didn't suggest taking the beer, opened it, took a sip, and then looked at Thor curiously.

"He said you really stole the ashes of the military technology mother? It's really rare for an entire elite team to hunt down a family of wanderers. I've never seen it before in Night City for so long."

"Zhuo, we just robbed one of their cars, and those bastards chased us for most of the Bald Eagle."

At this moment, Panan jumped out of the Thunderbolt and after hearing Arthur's words, he was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with an angry expression on his face.

In fact, no homeless person would be able to accept this matter.

Isn't it natural for homeless people to rob company cars?

It's such a common thing that most of the bald eagles chased them. It's really too much and rude. We all work part-time and only earn three melons and two dates a month. Why are you working hard?

"Panan, it's not all because of you. I told you a long time ago not to rob the cars of those big companies. Sooner or later, you will get into trouble. The people from Military Technology chased most of our bald eagles. I guess there will be more after that. I will continue to pursue it.”

Sol felt a little sad when he said this. In fact, he had realized that wanderers would only continue to wander and be on the verge of death on the way.

Such an ending was undesirable, so he wanted to settle down. Although I don’t know what will happen after I settle down, at least I won’t die wandering around.

This time he came to Night City with this idea in mind. Night City is where all the big companies in the world gather, and he wanted to find a good buyer here.

"Pfft!"

Just when Arthur was thinking about what they had stolen to stir up a hornet's nest, Mitch next to him crushed the beer in his hand with his right hand.

Arthur, who was watching the beer splashing everywhere, was also stunned for a moment.

Mitch smiled sheepishly and said, "Sorry, this thing is older than me. It probably broke during the previous battle."

Arthur looked at his arm and found that it was exactly what he said. This arm was older than his age. It was probably from the same era as Johnny Silverhand.

Because humans are more willing to see a human body rather than a cold instrument, so since I don’t know how many years ago, all prosthetic limbs will basically be covered with bionic skin on the outside, which at least makes you look more like a human being.

"It's not a big problem. The chip responsible for collaborative neural processing is probably burned out. If you go back and look through the trash can, you should be able to find the same model. Just replace it and you'll be done."

As a mechanical master, Arthur could tell at a glance what was wrong with the arm in Mitch's hand.

He didn't think about repairing it directly, because in fact, there was no need to repair this thing at all. He could just replace it with another one. Maybe it was because Mitch was a wanderer or maybe this thing could commemorate the one he broke off on the battlefield. The arm, that's why it wasn't replaced.

"Is that so? Can't you tell, you are still a mechanical expert."

"If there are many people who chop, you can do it too."

"..."

The atmosphere quickly calmed down. Panan sat next to him and didn't refute anything. He picked up the beer and poured it into his stomach.

In fact, she knows everything herself. She will indeed face more dangers if she robs big companies.

But she believes that Sol has forgotten something, that is, opportunities can only be found in danger. If he cannot get more opportunities, he will not be able to grow his family and live better.

So in the final analysis, the question asked by the big black fat man is: to be famous all over the world, or to be unknown?

With Sol's age, it was natural for him to choose to be unknown, while Panam chose to become famous.

"I don't know what's in the car you robbed, but things have developed to this point, which means that the things in the car are very important. If you want to continue to hang out in Night City, you may There’s a little bit of a trade-off to make.”

Arthur picked up the beer and took a sip, then brought the conversation back to the right track. These homeless people were quite nice, but Arthur actually didn't want them to die like this in the cesspit of Night City.

After Panan heard this, he immediately felt like a cat with a hairy fur: "Zhuo, Fuck it, do you know how many people we paid for this batch of goods?"

Arthur shrugged and said without caring at all: "Then it depends on whether you are willing to give more people."

Panan was speechless by Arthur's words. Indeed, these goods may be very important for the development of the family, because they may contain opportunities to soar into the sky.

But in the final analysis, the most important thing about a family is the people, not the goods.

If the opportunity is gone, you can look for it later, but if the person is gone, the family will no longer exist.

How to choose is actually a fairly simple matter.