Cyberpunk: Become David’s Dad At The Beginning!

"Mr. Arthur, who is famous among cyberpunks, is not just a wild dog on the street."

"Where does this famous name come from? I'm not a god, it's just that some people want to put me on the altar."

After finishing speaking, Arthur waved his hand to indicate that Dramain could leave.

David was holding Arthur's handbag and staring at Arthur, as if he wanted to see the flowers on Arthur.

The identity of the original owner is actually not that high.

In fact, he is just a relatively strong cyberpunk.

It's just that the mission completion rate and the methods used are too violent, so it is relatively famous among cyberpunks.

This was the message in Arthur's mind.

However, things like cyberpunk may die in the smelly ditches on the street at any time.

So unless you want to be a terrorist or want to save the world.

Otherwise, your name in cyberpunk will be nothing more than a short-term talking point.

Because there are not many cyberpunks like the original owner in the Night City, and it doesn't matter how famous they are, they end up rotting in a sewer.

If it weren't for Arthur, the time traveler, the fate of the original owners would be the same as theirs, except that some people died in their own kennels and some died outside the kennels.

Arthur did not walk through Misty's psychic room. After all, he was his own boss and had already left work.

Arthur could only go down through the locked wire mesh door next to him.

Although there was a lock on it, Arthur just squeezed it and deformed the lock, pulled it off and threw it aside.

Arthur was just about to walk inside when he spotted David, whose curious eyes were flickering like a 1,000-watt light bulb.

The corner of his mouth twitched and he explained: "More than 70% of my body is not original. Otherwise, why do you think I would suffer from cyberpsychosis?"

As he walked inside, Arthur thought and felt that it was necessary to remind himself of this big boy.

After all, Arthur felt that he would have to rely on David to take care of himself in the future. He didn't want to drag himself up to the Arasaka Building with a lot of old bones and have a passionate sex with Adam Hammer, a freak with a body transformation rate of over 90%.

"Don't be surprised, and don't think I'm bragging."

"In fact, this is what we have to do, because cyberpunk is such a creature."

"Accept tasks, get money, transform your body, accept stronger tasks, get more money, transform your body into a stronger one."

"Just keep doing the positive cycle like this. If the legs don't work, change the legs. If the lungs don't work, change the lungs. If the heart doesn't work, change the heart."

"But you know, everything in the world can't always be positive."

"Then it will be the same as my previous situation, and suddenly I will find that something in my body is wrong."

"My fingers kept trembling, and I couldn't even control my emotions."

"It gets worse and worse until the medication can no longer suppress it."

"Then everything goes into a negative cycle and you end up becoming a cybermaniac."

As he talked, Arthur came to Victor's clinic.

There was no door closed here. He just pushed open the curtain and Arthur had already walked in. As soon as he entered, he heard bursts of noise.

There were cheers, exclamations, and the muffled sound of hitting the flesh.

What's more important is the passionate commentary.

"People who come to the clinic late at night are generally not nice people."

Victor made a sarcastic comment without looking back. His eyes were still focused on the small screen in front of him. A boxing match was being played on the screen. He didn't know where it came from.

From that look, Arthur knew it must be a black boxing match, not a regular boxing match.

"You're right, I'm really not a good person, because I will exploit you as soon as I come back."

Hearing Arthur's somewhat familiar voice, Victor was startled, and then immediately turned his head to look at Arthur.

Just for a moment, his eyes became a little red, but he quickly suppressed it.

There was that smile that we always see each other on his face.

He couldn't stop the raised corners of his mouth, and even stopped watching his favorite boxing match.

Victor hurriedly stepped forward, looked at Arthur carefully, and then said with a smile: "Welcome back to Night City, Arthur."

"I thought you had died outside a long time ago, but I didn't expect that you would still have time to come and see me, an old friend."

"It seems that you have found a treatment outside and your mental condition is very good now. Do you want me to give you a comprehensive examination later?"

After hearing this, Arthur immediately rolled his eyes, then carried Gloria to the side and put her on the chair.

"This is my wife, and that silly boy over there is my son."

"I just checked and there is nothing wrong with my wife's physical condition. Please help me deal with it. After all, you are a professional."

Without Arthur having to say anything, Victor had already sat on the chair next to him, picked up the wire and connected it to Gloria's brain-computer interface.

While looking at the data on the display panel in front of him, Victor touched his chin and said, "Just came back from the scavenger?"

Sir Arthur nodded, not finding anything surprising.

Because in Night City, basically all forces have their own characteristics.

If you want to know who did it, you can basically tell it clearly at a glance.

Of course, to do this requires extensive experience.

"You know, I have been looking for ways to treat myself outside these years. Gloria didn't tell me that she lived in such a mess in Night City that even ordinary members of the trauma team couldn't afford it. As a result, she came out this afternoon. He got into a car accident and was sent to the Night City Mental Rehabilitation Center by this stupid boy."

At this point, Arthur immediately gave David next to him a headache.

David covered his forehead with some grievance, but he did not dare to resist because he did something wrong.

Victor looked at David next to him, then with a trace of guilt on his face, he shook his head with a wry smile.

Arthur patted Victor on the shoulder and said, "Actually, I understand the situation pretty much. I really can't blame you for this kind of thing."

"Because this is my fault, probably because of my cyberpsychosis problem, Gloria didn't want David to be exposed to these things, so she directly cut off contact with you."

Victor smiled bitterly when he heard this, then after reading the data, he pushed the display aside.

"Two or three broken ribs, big problem with the lungs that may need to be replaced, and then a little bit of a concussion and some other cracked bones."

When Victor said this, he looked at Arthur, and the meaning was self-evident.

Arthur touched his chin and said, "I still have some savings. Help me exchange them for top-notch products for civilian use, definitely not second-hand products."