I'm not a cyberpsycho

Entering the Night City in the night, it looks like a giant dragon, breathing flames and roaring loudly.

Since the security bureau disappeared out of thin air, the violence has intensified. At least one million people rushed out to participate in vandalism, smashing, and looting. Some channels on the deep web even started live broadcasting the riots.

This is similar to the adult paid Mewtwo experience, but more bloody and violent. In the illegal server built privately, customers are first allowed to watch the live broadcast of the riots, and the leader with the highest reward can directly connect remotely and use the deeply modified rioter prosthetic body to truly experience the excitement of burning, killing and looting.

The early stage is all about carnival, robbery, arson, and destruction. In the later stages, most of the city fell into anarchic riots, and executions began to be carried out on random passers-by.

Many of the paying viewers on the other side of QVN are corporate dogs and sky people from other worlds, but at this moment they have joined the rioters, using cyberpsychotic prosthetics to carry out this grand parade to vent their depression and violence. .

Whether they were company dogs or just passers-by, as long as they lived in urban areas, the kind of rich people who lived in villas with single-door detached houses and parking spaces, they were all dragged out of their houses, tortured and mutilated.

Li Pan saw that the most popular live broadcast channel was a sledgehammer competition where he smashed the heads of captured company dogs, mercenaries, and passers-by. There were now more than 140 record holders, and it seemed like a New Year smash. Like rice cakes.

There are others who use howitzers, sniper rifles, Molotov cocktails, and chainsaws. Anyway, they are all escaped from the madhouse.

Anyway, the party started.

By this time, there was no such thing as order.

One of the safest places in the city is the Pigeon Cage Tower in the local slum. After all, everyone knows that the people living here are paupers, and the mob comes here to recruit soldiers and organize supplies.

There are also those corporate buildings, corporate parks, and factory research institutes where the real money is made. The assets in these places are directly guarded by security forces affiliated with the company. Regardless of whether you are a mob or a citizen, if you approach the cordon, a row of metal storms will clear you away. It’s guaranteed that the body will be so broken that even a sweeping robot can’t put it together.

The most intense civil war in the city is in the high-end villa areas where middle- and lower-class corporate dogs live.

Community residents also tried their best to save themselves, forming various self-help groups and neighborhood guards. Men organized defense and called for rescue.

However, the truly wealthy and capable Sky People executives had already escaped under the protection of property bodyguards. The mercenary rescue team simply started bidding directly, and the price quoted for a rescue rose to several million.

Some troops even stood guard at the intersection in the center of the city, watching helplessly as residents were being brutally slaughtered by rioters on the streets of the community on the other side, motionless and without firing a single shot amidst the brutal cries for help.

Did you call for help? Okay, then you pay? Even if the payment is not received, wouldn’t free aid disrupt the market? Besides, bullets are free?

So these low-level corporate dogs were left to rely on themselves.

Those who had no military experience were quickly powerless after being probed and disrupted by the Whirlpool Gang's tactical team and using up all their ammunition with a single sweep. The gate of the community was blasted open by an RPG, and tanks rushed into the house and crushed people into meat pies. The wife, children and children were kidnapped to participate in the live broadcast and became sacrifices in this summer festival.

But the corporate dog is not really powerless.

After all, this is a world where combat effectiveness is measured by money. Moreover, plane 0791 has only ceased war for twenty years. Originally, Gao Tianyuan was still shouting about sticking to the earth and getting tens of billions of jade. Company dogs generally have compulsory education in military schools, and most people have also received basic militia training, so it is still Very martial and moral.

Although they were caught off guard by the unexpected large-scale riots, after they gradually recovered, the corporate dogs began to quickly organize themselves into armed groups, establishing self-defense forces centered on weapons stores, prosthetic stores, and pharmacies, and began to push back. Take back the city.

If the mob, which mainly uses level 3 and level 4 weapons, does not have a numerical advantage, it is certainly no match for the company's dog squad and will be quickly repulsed. And some corporate vigilante groups also realized that the Whirlpool Gang was the core organization behind it, and others followed to take advantage of it. They began to use the channels of various companies to connect in series, quickly set up a project team, and carried out a joint encirclement and suppression of the Whirlpool Gang war group near the community.

As a result, the battle group of the Whirlpool Gang and the company's militia soon began to exchange fire. Both sides had considerable military qualities. It was a perfect match. The two sides launched a series of urban tactical attacks, various drone reconnaissance, fire support, and outflanking attacks. Ambushes and raids were staged one after another.

Ah, hurting each other, man's favorite pastime.

Li Pan was watching the live broadcast with excitement when suddenly a call came in.

"Wai, oh Agui, what's the matter?"

Ashiya Shiki turned on the camera and said, "Boss, 081007 would like to ask why you don't answer the phone."

"Hey——!" Li Pan was happy, "Isn't it a paid vacation? If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it at work! But why did you find me here? Or did you want to change the family and climb a higher branch, so you took the initiative to join in?"

Ashiya Shiki smiled bitterly,

"Boss, please stop joking. 081007 went to Chiyoda Prison. I am also the Six Paths of this generation. Of course I had to send a shikigami to take a look, but he was caught. He asked me to bring you a message and make an appointment with you today. I’ll go to the prison to meet him tonight.”

Li Pan couldn't understand the cause-and-effect relationship for a while.

"What do you mean? Prison? Six Paths? Meeting?"

Ashiya Shiki explained,

"Chiyoda Prison is the spiritual center of the Neo-Tokyo Earth Line. It used to be the Zhenhai Grand Temple where my imperial court members worshiped the Dragon King of the East China Sea. After the defeat, it was bulldozed by the space people and converted into a prison to hold war criminals.

But the shrine is gone, but the earth line is still there. Once the seal is unlocked, you can use the magic energy of the earth line to practice, but it will also affect the entire Kanto earth line. There may be disasters such as earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions. We must not ignore it. ah. "

Li Pan, "...you tell me about the setting of the novel, Dragon King of the East China Sea???"

Ashiya Shiki said seriously,

"It's not a novel setting. It seems that there really is a Dragon King. If you don't believe me, ask Kotaro."

Feng Mo Kotaro came to the camera,

"He's the real boss."

Li Pan rolled his eyes.

Damn, you two are really good friends...

"No, what do you mean by saying this?"

Kotaro said,

"'Hyper Wine/Dragon's Blood', boss, the dragon's breath on your body is so heavy, you must have used something from Warehouse 42. Don't you still believe that there are really dragons in this world?"

Uh, dragon, isn't that what I am...

Okay, let’s be serious, whether dragons exist or not is actually a very interesting question.

If it refers to landscape animals created by genetic bioengineering, then there's not much to say. But if it is a real fantasy species and it is from the 0791 plane, it would be very strange.

Is this a living thing or a god?

The environmental pollution is so serious these days, the only ones who can survive well are humans, rats and cockroaches. If it were a living thing, how could it escape from the food chain and survive?

But if it is a demon from another world, it must be some kind of 'dragon monster' that is restricted by some rules and restricted by heaven, right?

Then Kotaro continued to break the news,

"According to the records in my family, something was suppressed underground at the Zhenhai Great Temple, but that happened long before the founding of Gao Tianyuan, in the elven era. It was probably the Dragon King.

When I was in prison under Chiyoda, I also heard rumors about Ryuoujing from death row prisoners. It is said that there is a well in the prison, and the roar of dragons and the sound of tides are heard from time to time. Some people try to escape from there, but no one has ever succeeded.

Moreover, the Demonic Seal on my body has completely failed in the prison. It is very likely that there is really a dragon. "

Ashiya Shiki also nodded, "The Dragon Clan has a strong sense of territoriality. Generally, the Demon God's apostles will surrender under the dragon's power. It must be because of the advice of an expert that they converted the Dragon King Temple into a prison."

Oh, let’s say there are dragons in this world, but so what?

Li Pan shrugged.

"Last time we dealt with Beria, 01044 also mentioned that if the opponent is too strong, we can use the local spiritual veins and ancient elven magic nets to cast magic circles to enhance combat effectiveness.

These 007s probably adopted the same strategy. In order to deal with the Collector with all their strength, they arranged their positions and made some preliminary battle preparations.

Don't make too much fuss, they can burn glass easily. "

Ashiya Shiki and Seuma Kotaro looked at each other,

"Is this okay?"

Li Pan was confused, "What can I do?"

Kotaro asked, "Let those outsiders mess around in the Night City. Boss, you are the general manager of this world, why don't you do something?"

Hey, you guys coming too? How could everyone encourage him to take action? He just wants to be moisturized and fed...

Ashiya Shiki smiled and said,

"Anyway, we are keeping an eye on Chiyoda. If you change your mind and have anything to do, just give us an order."

Ashiya hung up the call, and Shiranui Kiriko also came to contact him.

Good guy, it seems that tonight is a key plot point. It would be great if I could save it in a file... ahem, not in a filing cabinet.

"Wai, Wuzi, I know about the Dragon King."

"What Dragon King? Do you want to come to my house? I bought a new set of pajamas for you to wear."

"Wow, the Night City is on fire and you still have a fever!!" Li Pan was speechless, "Aren't you in the city? Why didn't the riots reach your place?"

Shiranui Kiriko cut the communication video to her own point of view and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. She saw the city under the high-end apartment, with fires and mushroom clouds rolling. However, looking down from the top of the cloud, it did not interfere with the city across the street at all. The neon lights in the city center look like a festival.

Well, no matter how fierce the fighting was, with millions of people fighting in one group, it was actually still a fight between people at the bottom and cockroaches and dogs. Not to mention the space people, I can’t even touch the hair of the people in the sky.

"The old capital area and the central area are the center of the city. Even the sweeping robots on the roadside are retired military robots. They have riot control modules, so what can they do? My apartment property here has also activated automatic defense turrets and missile defense systems.

But manager, you have visitor rights. You can come over at any time. It’s a rare holiday, so why not have a drink together and relax..."

As Shiranui Kiriko spoke, she walked back in a catwalk, unbuttoning her belt, taking off her nightgown, rubbing her thighs...

Well, Li Pan doesn't want to go to prison to meet 007 anymore.

"Hiss...fuck, you, wait a minute, there's a cockroach getting in here."

Li Pan pulled up his pants, turned off the communication, got up from the sofa, walked to the window with the Black Kite, fired several shots into the air, and yelled at a few Whirlpool Gang boys who were sawing his door with a chainsaw.

"Hey! Grass mud horse! Get out of here!"

Not to be outdone, the gangster raised his submachine gun and swept over. The bullets flew ten meters above the head, hitting the loneliness.

Alas, these Uzumaki boys can't even hold a gun, they're only in their teens, their facial features are all gone, they're really crazy...

Li Pan jumped from the roof of the factory to the gate.

The Uzumaki boys turned to look at him. I probably didn't understand for a moment how a superman could appear in such a rural factory.

Li Pan raised the black kite to the Uzumaki boy's head,

"Bang! Get out!"

"Go, go, go!"

The Uzumaki boys didn't dare to seek death, so they rode on three-wheeled motorcycles to run away.

Li Pan looked at their equipment and found that only one was a real gun, while the others were made of plastic and wooden sticks.

After thinking for a while, he grabbed the motorcycle and pulled them off again.

"Hey, do you want to buy a gun? Submachine guns, RPGs, howitzers, are they in stock?"

Uzumaki boy, "???"

"Wait."

Li Pan turned over and went to the house to carry a howitzer shell, and stuffed it into the arms of a Uzumaki boy.

"I'll give it to you. Ask the big guy in your group to come and talk to me. My name is Broomhead. I have the goods. Let's just say it was introduced by Bobo."

The Uzumaki boys looked at each other, shrugged, and drove away on their motorcycles holding the cannonballs.

So Li Pan went to the warehouse and pulled out a truckload of guns, ammunition and RPG. He also watched a short video sent by Shiranui for a while. Before long, three pickup trucks drove over.

A Uzumaki with his left hand transformed into a vise, his right hand transformed into a chainsaw, and a mouth full of alloy fangs stepped forward to help the big guy.

"You are the broom leader! I am Shark Tooth! Bobo said you sell scraps!"

Li Pan nodded and patted the container, "Yes, buy it or not, two hundred thousand."

Shark Tooth laughed, "Hahaha! Damn it! I have two hundred thousand and I'm still fooling around here!"

Li Pan nodded in agreement and spread his hands, "It doesn't matter, I'll give it to you."

Shark Tooth frowned, "Are you serious?"

Li Pan doesn't mind either, it has nothing to do with respect or not, that's how we country people talk.

"The city is so lively today, and I want to join in. I happen to know a place with good stuff. Let's go together. Do you want to do it?"

Shark Tooth laughs,

"Hahaha! You take it for granted!"

Li Pan looked at his people,

"I'll go with you. I'll give you another 50,000 yuan. You can send a few people to help me guard the factory gate. You can drink beer as much as you want. I'll take away the industrial waste for you in the future."

"Hahaha! You are so evil..."

Shark Ya glanced at Li Pan, his laughter stopped suddenly, his voice was slightly frightened,

"Damn it! You've fallen in love with me, right? I can't do that!"

Li Pan took a deep breath, silently turned off Shiranui's video, went to the container to carry a howitzer shell, unlocked the safety lock, and threw the grenade out, boom! A big hole had to be blown out. Then he turned to look at the stunned Uzumaki Gang.

"Don't worry, I won't tell you to go to the center of the city to die. It's just a small warehouse in the suburbs. Do you want to go or not? If you don't go, I will kill you all."

Sharktooth is convinced by Superman, who throws a howitzer with one hand.

But with everything in such chaos, who wouldn’t want to go to the city to grab a piece of it? It's just that Shark Tooth is a small team on the periphery of the industrial zone. They are all underage soldiers who are crooked and incompetent. There are only three pickup trucks in total. They can't participate in the operation and are sent to defend the base...

It doesn't matter, these people are enough. After all, we weren't taking them to grab the Holy Grail.

Li Pan's target is Warehouse No. 42.

When 01044 mentioned it before, Li Pan was thinking about trying dragon blood, but he was so confused that he forgot about it. Ashiya Shiki's contact just now reminded him.

The 'Hip Wine/Dragon Blood' thing in Warehouse No. 42 should have a bonus to the main body, and maybe it can improve combat effectiveness.

These 007s disrespect him so much. To put it bluntly, don't they think he is weak? So if Li Pan has the oppressive power of Li Xuehong now, who would dare to stand and talk loudly to him?

Anyway, there are only zero or countless times of robbing one's own warehouse. Once you get used to it, it won't matter.

"Oh oh oh!" "Da da da!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

I have to say that taking advantage of the situation is much simpler than Li Pan thought.

Shark Tooth only had three cars and about twenty people, but he drove to Warehouse No. 42 with such arrogance that he quickly attracted hundreds of thugs to fish in troubled waters.

Li Pan hid far away and threw a few grenades casually. The Uzumaki boys fired RPGs and threw explosive packets, blowing up the outer wall of the Forty-Two Warehouse. Crowds of people filed in and looted the goods in the company's warehouse.

Li Pan is not in a hurry. Anyway, there are some tax-deductible civilian supplies outside, so let them grab them. Wait for a group of people to finish looting and evacuate. No matter how arrogant you are, you have to enter the warehouse through the main entrance.

What are you afraid of! It's such a mess today. Isn't it unreasonable for the general manager to come out to patrol? The company's goods were robbed. Is it unreasonable for the general manager to come over and take stock of the losses? Now that the warehouse is unsafe, in order to prevent the monster from getting out of control, isn't it unreasonable for the general manager to use his own body to seal the monster?

Don't be too reasonable, okay? Pay me overtime!

Arriving all the way to the Dragon Blood container, Li Pan found a box of beer.

Well, it's still in a can. It looks like some kind of craft beer. It's a 500 ml can. The lid is covered with a layer of dust. I don't know how long it has been there. Well……

Then Li Pan saw that there was an instruction manual in the box.

"Animal wine/dragon blood, twenty-four bottles for one course of treatment, can be taken orally or injected."

Looking at the back of the instruction manual, someone wrote a line of words by hand.

"Swallow it."

Well, that should be it. Open a can and take a look... Emma is already brown...

Li Pan gritted his teeth, wiped it clean and took a sip.

Vomit, vomit...

vomit--

Mudd! What the hell! vomit--

Bitter, astringent, sticky, thick, fishy and smelly! My whole body was shaking after I swallowed it!

This thing - ugh -

It’s really not for human beings to drink... ugh——

Suppressing the nausea and vomiting, Li Pan swallowed the dragon's blood in his mouth, then tilted his neck and drank up the can.

He seemed to be able to hear his stomach rumbling, as if there was a snake tumbling in his stomach, and as if his intestines were desperately trying to get out of his throat to escape the shit-like smell.

"Calm down!"

Li Pan roared at his intestines,

"No pain No gain!"

Then he fucked another load.

Vomit—vomit—

It didn't work anymore, it really didn't work anymore. Li Pan Qiang covered his mouth to prevent the liquid from spraying out of his nose. It was completely physiologically unacceptable.

But don't underestimate his determination to become stronger!

So Li Pan opened the third can and used the medicine injection chamber to force it into his body.

Li Pan could feel his blood vessels burning this time.

The blood vessels all over his body bulged ferociously, as if his torso was covered with large black snakes.

I had a fuck...

This is too painful...

Should I take an anesthetic or something...

Although everyone talks about Dragon Breath, Li Pan also thought that Zhulong and this dragon were related. But in fact, the Nine Yin Manual seems to be of little use.

At least to Li Pan's body, this dragon's blood was simply poison, and he couldn't feel any energy or gain.

But after a while, Li Pan got up and drank another glass.

Give yourself cup after cup.

Why?

Is there any reason why.

This is such an opportunity.

Is this the only chance for poor people who have no parents, no rights, no money and no guns?

People who climb out from the bottom are those who have been accustomed to hardship since childhood!

What’s so hard to swallow?

Have you seen this city?

This mountain of garbage, this paradise for wild dogs and cockroaches.

Being born in such a world, there is no chance.

No chance at all.

The more you struggle, the more painful it becomes.

The more you struggle, the more you sink.

The more rational you are, the more desperate you are.

It's like falling into an abyss.

Like sinking into the deep sea.

No light can be seen.

Not a single chance.

Just buried in eternal despair and chaos.

I don’t want such a future!

I don’t want to be trapped in this darkness!

Want to live!

I want to break out of the mire!

Want to climb out of the abyss!

I want to get back to the clear sky!

I...

I want to...

I have to crawl out!

I have to crawl out! !

I want to get out of this darkness! From this abyss! From this egg sheath!

Climb out!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Ahhhhh-ahhhhh-"

“Ouch, ouch, ouch—!!!”

"Wha, what the hell? EMP..."

Shark Tooth seemed to hear something, but heard nothing.

The sudden strong radiation interference burned out his inferior camera sensors.

He turned his head and saw the earth tearing apart, the weirs cracking, and the warehouse behind him completely collapsed and destroyed.

He saw something in the night sky peeking out from the sea of ​​smoke and fire, and then fell into the Night City.

But he saw nothing.

Because Shark Tooth had already dug out his eyes and exchanged them for money, the Son of Uzumaki could only stand in the crowd blankly at this moment, watching the people around him fall down.

Like a devout believer, worshiping some new existence.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing! What are you doing! What on earth did you see?"

Shark Tooth pulled the thug beside him and shouted.

"dragon."

The man knelt on the ground piously, his eyeballs festering like a crushed grape, and then he died with blood spurting from his mouth and nose.