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The bullets behind him fell on the steel body like raindrops, making a thumping sound like falling hail.

"We'll be doing a big deal soon!" He looked at the enemy in the rear window who was constantly being thrown away. Before the excitement on his face dissipated, he heard heavy breathing coming from beside him.

Urgent, short, and suffocating with exhaustion.

A heavy and painful groan came from beside me, one soft, one heavy...

The next thing that touched his face was a wet and sticky hand, with the smell of blood and turbidity.

"Jack?" He turned to look at his companions. He covered his abdomen with one hand, and turbid blood kept pouring out from between his fingers.

The blood that quickly stains the clothes also indicates the impending decline of life.

"I...I, I, I..." The protagonist in the picture was a little incoherent. He reached out to press Jack's wound, trying to stop some of the blood in his abdomen.

"Go, go to the clinic, quickly!"

"Mr. Wells' current condition is very dangerous and requires treatment." The artificial intelligence on the vehicle monitors the physical condition of the people in the vehicle in real time while talking about its diagnosis of the existing situation.

This artificial intelligence makes people laugh, but it doesn't make them laugh.

"Go to the clinic!" The artificial intelligence received an angry kick. Before his anger could be vented, the breathing around him began to become rapid.

"No, you can't die. We, we will enjoy the blessing soon." His pupils dilated, his eyes became blurry, and his vocal cords began to tremble.

"Sorry, brother." This was the last voice of the deceased. His eyes with divine light looked at his friends beside him at the last moment, and his lips were slightly open as if there were still words he had not said.

And the hand that reached out to him at the end was tightly holding a chip.

The picture fell into boundless darkness, and then cyberpunk text suddenly jumped out!

A voice sounded from everyone's ears.

"Wake up, Martial Attendant, let's burn this city to ashes!"

The video has ended, but Yinzi's mood has begun to change at some point. The bright and gorgeous city outside the window, the future that this bud has outlined for everyone, seems to have begun to rot with the death of his companions.

At this moment, he seemed to understand cyberpunk.

"Brothers, let's go out and broadcast outdoor broadcasts." Yinzi put down his mobile phone.

“Although it’s raining outside, I feel like rain is more suitable for cyberpunk!”

He shook off the discomfort he felt because of the promotional video, grabbed an umbrella and walked out of the house.

When he went out with his mobile phone, he found that there were more people outside than he imagined.

It's raining heavily today and the wind is also strong.

The swaying rain smeared on the hands of passers-by and on everyone's mobile phone screens. In addition to the water mist texture on the screen, the screens in their hands were also wet by the rain.

Yinzi walked on the street, showing everyone the dynamically changing city.

At this time, he was standing in front of an electronic billboard. He saw that this electronic billboard was also taken down by the old thief. There was only one sentence on it,

"Night City has no living legends."

Just as Yinzi read out this sentence, he thought of the person who died in the promotional video just now, and he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Do you have to die first to become a legend?

…

Yinzi read the advertisement above to the audience in his live broadcast room. He laughed while reading, "If you give me another prosthetic limb, I will really think that I have arrived in the Night City."

"Did the old thief say how long this will last?" He looked at the city in front of him. If it was only one day, it would be too short.

As soon as the question was asked, fans gave the answer,

‘Mrudge said that it would start on time at 7 o’clock every night and end at 7 o’clock in the morning until the game is released. ’

‘This city is literally covered in Night City ads. ’

‘I really hope there will be more activities like this in the future. I’ve seen enough of those infertility ads on the bus. ’

‘Suddenly there was a feeling that life was taking on a new look. ’

…

When Yinzi walked on the street, he could still see some people running wildly in the heavy rain without umbrellas, feeling the carnival brought by the spirit.

Yinzi also planned to check out other places, and then heard a notification pop up on his phone.

The same information was given by Mei Ya, [The last piece of the puzzle of Cyberpunk 2077! Cyberpunk: Edgewalker anime is officially launched! 】

One episode per day, ten episodes in total. After the anime ends, the game will also be online.

The moment the news came out, everyone went crazy.

Anime, anime again!

There are very few animated film and television works released since the beginning, but each one is enough to become a god.

No one had ever thought before that games and anime could complement each other.

Starting from Pokémon, everyone can no longer tell whether the anime has made the game, or the game has made the anime.

Yinzi quickly looked at the launch time of the first episode, which was still two hours away.

He breathed a huge sigh of relief. He was enjoying walking in the city in the rain. This feeling made him feel strange and novel.

There are so many people walking on the street on a rainy night today. When this color comes, everyone's pace begins to piece together their own night city.

Someone online showed you what Chuhai City looks like at this moment. This city with eternal lights is full of the smell of crime and money at this moment.

In that picture, every ray of air is filled with the pungent smell of tobacco and alcohol on the tip of the nose, and every inch of light blooms in front of the eyes with a cold, gorgeous and crazy restlessness.

The city becomes more alive.

Yinzi understood when he saw the animation launch time. The old thief gave everyone two hours to experience the new city he temporarily transformed for everyone.

Two hours later, the enthusiasm had just faded away, and I was sitting on the warm sofa bed to enjoy a new anime.

Zhu Wen, who was designing a game at this time, was sitting in his room with rain dripping from his hair.

The fresh clothes on his body were out of proportion to the dripping hair. It was obvious that he had just changed out of clothes.

He kept revising and finalizing one of the details in the information, wanting to perfect it.

Now the only belief that supports him to continue is to make a game that surpasses the old thief and makes a low-cost game to become a god.

Only in this way can he tell everyone that even if he leaves Mo Ya, he still has very powerful abilities. It is Mo Ya's fault that he doesn't want him.

When he saw that Cyberpunk was about to be launched, his mood only changed slightly, because this was a established thing and he had always known it, so he could stabilize his heart.

But when he saw that the city was also changing, he convinced himself that Mo Ya just had money. If he had money, he could do it like this, and everyone was shocked that he could do it.

When the city changed, he followed everyone out. He walked in the rain in a daze for who knows how long.

But when he saw that the anime was about to be released, he couldn't walk at all and his legs felt like they were stuck in mud.