I'm not a cyberpsycho

There were explosions in all directions, but the gangsters couldn't get far, and were captured by the armed spiders for a rematch.

Li Pan put his hands in his pockets and stood in the center of the ring, laughing loudly.

"Finally we meet again, Shura Niangui! This battle will become a classic!"

Shura Niangui said, "...who are you?"

"Don't interrupt me!!!"

Li Pan became furious, flew over with a kick, smashed his knees, trampled Shura Niangui's thigh, and then kicked him into the air. He kicked him a hundred and eighty times in a row. His whole body was suspended in the air for half a minute, and the kicks on him caused all his armor and flesh to break. His muscles felt as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer, and they were crushed and covered with footprints like plasticine.

"Pffff...Kusuo...you Kusuo..."

Shura Niangui was kicked a hundred meters away, and was picked up by BYB's assassin warrior and thrown into the ring. He could only lie helplessly on the ground and spurt blood. His broken internal organs blocked his esophagus and sprayed from his nose. It came out and splashed all over the floor.

"Is there anyone else who wants to interrupt me?"

Li Pan asked the others.

Others shook their heads violently.

So Li Pan nodded with satisfaction and wiped off the scraps of meat stuck to his leather shoes with his handkerchief.

"Well, it was interrupted just now, and now I announce that the Night City Martial Arts Tournament will resume.

Please prepare yourself, all contestants, to beat me to death or be beaten to death by me.

Oh, by the way, who was the Night King just chosen? "

A group of gangsters turned their heads and looked at Shura Niangui, who was trampled on the ground like flesh.

"Huh? Why is it him? Isn't he the one from the Shanling Group??"

The black orangutan explained with a smile,

"This game is for turf. If there is any conflict, it will be over. If we fight until we qualify from the group, the top 16 and the top eight, the territory of Night City will be basically clearly divided. It doesn't matter whether we are the champion or not.

However, the leaders of indigenous illegal associations must be registered with the Security Bureau, and the tax bureau will also keep a close eye on the accounts for audits, so you know, the Night King or something is just a pseudonym, and you need to find a legal person to handle the above process. . "

Oh, it’s just like a nominal general manager...

Li Pan shivered violently.

"Wow! So when you become the Night King, the Security Bureau still has to keep files, and the Taxation Bureau still has to check the accounts! Then you didn't tell me earlier!

And don’t smile at me with that face. Mad’s nostrils are so big, it’s disgusting. "

The orangutan rolled his eyes and endured it.

But a man must keep his word, so Li Pan picked up the half-beat Shura Niangui and threw it onto the scaffolding.

"It's not convenient to register and go back and forth, so I'll let him take the legal person position. Come on, let's continue."

The gangsters couldn't help but frown when they saw that this lunatic was in a desperate situation and wanted to fight to the death, and turned to look at the orangutan again.

The orangutan's eyes look at his nose, his nose looks at his mouth, and his heart looks at his heart.

"What? You don't want to fight me? Do you look down on me?"

Li Pan was furious, jumped out from the ring, and with a cross-leg kick, kicked another randomly selected person into the air, turned 720 degrees and flew out, falling to the ground like a fried dough stick.

"Hey!" "Wait a minute!" "Participate! Let's compete!"

So the thugs were thrown out by the gang to compete.

The Night King turned out to be just a legal representative, and Li Pan's interest was greatly reduced for a while, and he no longer had any sense of ceremony with them.

"Come on together, don't worry, I'm in environmental mode now, I can't hit you with one punch."

When they saw that a fight was inevitable, these black boxers who were used to seeing life and death did not hesitate.

Juan took the lead, accelerated, and struck with a pair of iron fists.

Okada Isamu also hid in the crowd, sneaking around behind him in a sinister manner.

Li Pan did not retreat but advanced, punching and kicking, and fought with everyone.

Although he had been chased and beaten by a large group of spiders just now, and he had exhausted his energy and blood by amplifying his moves and jumping out of body, and he had been bombarded, shot, and overloaded, and the AG-RS's energy tank had already been exhausted. Now Li Pan He really doesn’t have that kind of superhuman destructive power.

But to be honest, the current 'weak' state is just right.

For a moment, Li Pan felt as if he had returned to the glorious days when he was alone in the dormitory of the military academy and was chased and beaten by more than a dozen people. Feeling excited, furious, impulsive, that rare sense of youth broke through the calm and emptiness of being invincible now, and the passion that had been lost surged into my heart again.

Ah, I miss you so much... This is what it feels like to be a human being...

Of course, Li Pan is no longer the mortal he used to be, so he just feels it in his heart, without any hesitation on his hands and feet. He moves around in an uninterrupted mandarin duck step, moving left and right, scurrying around in all directions, and walking like a snake. With the aid of body skills, he can dodge and move around in the crowd, and from time to time he can control the distance by poking his feet, lifting his vagina and piercing his heart.

On the hand, he used his best grappling skills, which he had practiced for the longest time but had not used for a long time. He even tied the belt and hit him, wrapped his arms and slapped his hands, hit his head and jaw, broke his bones and wrists, removed his shoulders and elbows, and even kicked him. Throwing him down, punching him back, relying on his current basic attributes to crush him, it's like hitting a wooden man, he can hit him as much as he wants, and he can torture him as much as he wants.

After all, Li Pan's so-called "weakness" means that he cannot blow people up with an overloaded ordinary punch, but the strength in his hands is still superhuman. He can crush people into a flat round shape under the power of hundreds of millions of combat power. It will be all right. He also used the anti-joint grappling technique learned in the army to hit people, and his attacks were even more ferocious. The situation in the ring was simply terrible in an instant.

Those prosthetic bodies that were not good enough, with insufficient armor and insufficient protection, had their muscles and bones broken on the spot. He then tore them into sections and folded them into irregular geometric shapes, as if they were posing in human body art. Some were hit hard on the head and even beaten to death on the field. A group of big men, as if they were made of bamboo poles and chopsticks, were swung around by Li Pan.

There was no way to run away, no way to hide, this set of combos was coming, ravaging all the boxers until they were screaming. In the empty arena, there were clicks, clicks, and crashes, except for the crisp sound of a broken bone, which made the onlookers tremble with fear and couldn't bear to look directly.

In this way, a group of miscellaneous fish were beaten to death or brutally cleared away in an instant. The only ones who could still stand in front of Li Pan were Juan and Okada Isamu.

These two people were not watching the show. They had already fought tooth and nail. They were all overloaded with prosthetic bodies. They used an accelerated lightning fist and a stealth killing technique. They joined forces to attack and used life-for-life fighting moves.

It's a pity that Li Pan really didn't come to fight with them this time, he just came to have fun.

The accelerating stealth device was unable to hide itself before the RS7 could detect the enemy, so Li Pan dodged and dodged throughout the whole process, deliberately leaving the two of them to fight at the end.

This one pokes, that one punches, sometimes he grapples, sometimes he pokes his feet, sometimes he wrestles, sometimes he slaps his hands. Just compete with them in moves.

But if he was really going to lose a move or a half, Li Pan would accelerate again and quickly get out of the way before being hit by the opponent's punches and knives.

As a result, the two of them fought for a long time, and the damage was 0, but Li Pan was fed a lot of tricks by them. Not only was he proficient in the mandarin duck's foot, but he even learned a lot of boxing and dagger tricks.

Alas, there is no way, the combat experience and skills of these two people are no less than Li Pan. But the gap in prosthetic performance is really huge. These days, the gap caused by money and technology can no longer be bridged by mere mortal genius and hard work.

At least you have to be an immortal...

On the contrary, Spider Shiba shouted, "Boss, there is an NCPA here that is dying."

Oh yes... I was so excited that I almost forgot...

Li Pan was also sweating. He punched Juan with his forehand and flew him into the wall. He snatched Okada Isamu's dagger with his backhand and stabbed seven stars in his chest.

"Okay, okay, no more playing. Send her to the hospital. I'll notify her family to pick her up.

As for you, do you have any other challenges you want to take on? Is there any more? "

Li Pan clapped his hands and jumped off the ring, yelling at the gangsters in the audience for a while,

"Okay, let's play a game. This game is called counting prime numbers. I'll go first, 2."

The underworld said, "...Huh?"

Li Pan, "Wrong! Die!!"

"Poof!" The gangster was beaten to death with one punch.

Li Pan turned to the next one, "2."

Underworld, "...3?"

"Next."

"4?"

"4 is not a prime number!!!"

"Pfft!"

"555!"

"555 is not a prime number either!"

"Pfft!"

The scene was so bloody that the orangutans couldn't help but cover their faces.

Kill all the way in this way until "547!"

Li Pan finally nodded with satisfaction,

"Okay, each gang will remember your numbers. Now that I won the game, no matter what the Night King or Night King is, now I have the biggest fist in New Tokyo Dungeon! You have to follow my rules!

You don’t have any identity in the security system, right? This doesn’t work! inconvenient! From today on, all the gangs in the Night City must be numbered! It’s the prime number I just asked you to count!

The core members in the club must also be numbered, like 3-2, 3-5, as long as they are all prime numbers. Once I ask someone on the street who does not have a number, or if the number is not a prime number, I will kill him! Not only kill him but also his boss, do you understand? "

"..."

"have you understood!!"

Li Pan grabbed one person and tore them apart.

"I understand, I understand!"

Everyone understood immediately.

"It was a grind, now it's better, I have to start over again! 2!"

"Ah, ah...3..."

In this way, a few more people who reported errors were killed, and the gangsters finally became honest.

Li Pan spit out the blood that splashed into his mouth.

"Bah! Let's do it like this for now. There's no injustice in killing all of you incurable things, but it's useless to kill you. After killing one batch, we have to beat up another batch, and it also affects everyone's business. Let’s do this first.

Oh, you don’t have to fight for territory anymore. I’ve been busy recently. From now on, I will randomly wipe out a club every month to free up the market and give you points. That’s enough. The rest of the time, you can move around freely without having to contribute to me. "

The gangsters were stunned, because they had been calculating prime numbers for a long time, and now they were all particularly sensitive to numbers. They immediately realized that they might only have 100 months, or 2 months to live.

Then everyone turned to look at the orangutan.

The orangutan quickly licked his face and said,

"The Night King is really reasonable, magnanimous, courageous, and well-founded. This arrangement is perfect!"

The gangsters just stared at her.

The orangutan is angry,

"Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear that Night King said not to interfere with our business? Why don't you thank Night King!"

"...Thank you, thank you Night King..."

"No need to thank you, oh, remember, he is the Night King. If the tax bureau comes to trouble me, I will kill you."

Li Pan pointed at Shura Niangui, who was hung on the shelf and whose flesh and bones were beaten to pieces. He jumped onto the spider drone and left the dungeon with satisfaction.

Occasionally, you have to balance work and rest. Li Pan's work pressure has been quite high recently. The company war has reached a stalemate again. Gao Tianyuan is still doing things behind his back. There is no clue about the Whisperer's investigation. The local thighs are in retreat. Cultivation and upgrading have also hit a bottleneck due to the big break in the Dao body, which is all a lot of trouble...

Now that I have finished playing a good round, practiced a few new skills, and vented my frustration again, I actually feel a little more relaxed.

Of course, this blood maggot body has to be sent to the 4S store for maintenance again, but because BYB sincerely apologized, everyone was not acquainted with each other, and this small misunderstanding was over.

The other party was also very generous. Not only did they promise to reimburse all the repair and maintenance costs of the RS, but also withheld Shura Niangui's one billion championship bonus and gave it to Li Pan. They also promised to smuggle a new product to compete with the AG-RS7 in the near future. Lend it to Li Pan for trial use during the prosthetic maintenance period.

The price is to ask Li Pan to use this test machine to beat other BBAs during the 0791 Holy Grail bidding period, and edit the battle records into Mewtwo and send them to BYB as experimental data and promotional videos, so that he can rent them indefinitely and rent-free.

In addition, Li Pan also left 28 of the spiders he picked up for Panlong Construction. He collected the other 100 units and resold them to the company at the current market price of 40 million units. He also used the military funds to make a small profit. Earned 4 billion.

Well, after all, it’s not too bad after all.

So Li Pan came to AlphaGolem's 4S store, made an appointment for a full set of maintenance, lay down in the special life-support cabin, inserted the link, and planned to go to 016 for another psychological consultation.

Eyes open, eyes closed.

Li Pan saw a fish face.

What the hell...

Oh, is he the company's fishman? Why, has he returned to the resurrected body...

No, that's not right, the corporate body is not connected to the Internet. And it’s not a first-person perspective of looking in the mirror. It seems like second person?

At this moment, Li Pan suddenly heard the cat's meow.

Then Li Pan 'saw' his vision and looked away, turned around and left the laboratory.

‘He’ entered a newly renovated conference room upstairs, and then turned off the lights.

Snap, snap, snap

Beside the round table in the conference room, the lights turned on, and the shadows of managers appeared.

Then Li Pan heard the voice of General Manager 01,

"Internal investigation meeting regarding 0791001, 0113007, please begin your report."

0113007?

Then Li Pan heard 'himself' speak, making a priest's voice.

"Based on my investigation of 0791001, he is a human being."

Someone among the managers spoke,

"He looks like a ghost, how can he still be considered a human being?"

0113007 nodded,

"Yes, he is not an apostle or a coming god. At least from the perspective of a psychic, 0791001 is indeed still a human being."

01The general manager flipped through the report in front of him,

"What is he doing now? Is there anything of concern?"

0113007 replied,

"0791001 already knows that he is the Whisperer and is investigating the project. As for the problem? He does have some mental problems.

Through soul link contact, I can confirm that he has dissociative identity disorder and has at least three independent personalities.

The most common dominant personality, the Whisperer himself, is a typical antisocial personality, with classic unplanned behavior, severe social maladaptation, and high levels of aggression.

The causes of mental disorders may be related to the lack of care and positive guidance from family members in childhood, low economic income, bullying during military school, memory confusion caused by the side effects of drugs administered by the Whisperer Project, and other factors. The treatment plan... "

01The general manager interrupted him,

"What's your judgment, can he continue to work?"

0113007 nodded,

"I think so. The resurrection was successful. There was no sign of loss of control, and there was no need to perform soul reshaping rituals. We should even vigorously support the consciousness of the main personality and extend the time for his appearance."

A manager asked,

"...I'm sorry, but you just said he was a dangerous sociopath, right?"

0113007 nodded,

"It's not that dangerous. Innate antisocial personality refers to a person's emotional indifference, lack of empathy, and disregard for order and rules, but there is no interference with thinking ability and logical judgment. In a sense, a certain cold-bloodedness is even more Contributes to career success.

Most of the illnesses these days come from poverty. The human spirit is inherently fragile. The poor are even more likely to suffer from internal strife and various mental problems due to various kinds of survival pressure.

The situation of 0791 is more likely to be caused by external factors such as childhood encounters, drug catalysis, and implant abuse. It is closer to bipolar disorder and is not a serious illness. These are just small problems that can be solved with money.

In comparison, the other two...

Let's put it this way, one is a severe killer syndrome, where you want to kill every person you see, not what you want to kill, but how you want to kill, there is no cure or cure. There is also a delusional disorder that is more serious than the first two..."

"Is there anything more serious than a sociopath and a perverted murderer?"

"Yes, that personality doesn't even think of himself as a person. He thinks that he is some kind of, um... creature similar to the subclass Chordata..."

"……snake?"

"No, strictly speaking, in the local language, it should be a kind of dragon..."

"Dragon? Which one? Biological species? Fantasy species? Or is it real..."

0113007 shook his head,

"I haven't seen it, and it's not clear yet, but in 0791001's file, there is indeed a mission record of swallowing 'hino wine/dragon blood'.

My current personal speculation is that this personality may have been summoned by the 'Dragon Blood', the legendary 'Dragon King' at the local end of 0791, but it seems that it has not been able to complete its arrival, so it is difficult to be sure. Perhaps, this is also the source of his ice attribute mutant energy. "

Another manager interrupted,

"Oh, 'Dragon Blood', isn't that the real thing? So he is a 'dragon species' that may awaken at any time, a vessel being transformed, and you think it's okay to keep this kind of time bomb around you, Will it affect work?"

0113007 nodded,

"Yes, it may be because of the characteristics of the Whisperer, or it may be because the 'Dragon Blood' has not been completely absorbed, but the arrival of the 'Dragon King' should have failed.

The delusional personality is also in a fairly stable sleep, and has not caused any form of memory assimilation or soul erosion to the main personality.

On the contrary, not only was 0791 not controlled by the monster and became an apostle, it seemed that his main personality was the one that dominated the will and eroded the memory. This may also be the unique ability of the Whisperer after his awakening.

But anyway, I personally think it's far better to have the sociopath take the lead than to have those two woke.

Unfortunately, there are too few similar samples of whisperers, and I lack data to conduct a more in-depth demonstration. "

Someone chuckled at the round table,

"I see, so in short, we are going to choose one to work with among the three of them: antisocial personality, murderer, and inhuman delusional psychopath. That's a great choice."

0113007 corrected,

"No, not three, but at least three. Before I could explore and contact the deeper spiritual threads, his main personality noticed my exploration and woke up directly during the soul linking process.

Very sober, very calm, very rational. This is certainly not the first time he has walked directly in the spirit world. The Whisperer's ability is indeed somewhat unexpected. I don't know what he has 'heard' over there, but I am certain.

Not only had he awakened his psychic powers, but he had also faced the Black Pharaoh, or at least aroused its... interest. "

The whispers around the round table disappeared for a moment.

In the conference room, after a brief silence, General Manager 01 spoke.

"I understand, so that's your suggestion."

0113007 thought for a while,

“Continue to watch and if he remains sane he can continue to work for the company.

If it eventually gets out of control, it can also be used to attract a Black Pharaoh to come.

No matter what the outcome is, there is no harm to us.

What's more, 0791's current situation cannot be worse. "

01 nodded,

"Thank you for your report, 0113007 you can leave.

Now, all managers can speak freely about the disposal methods of 0791001..."

Li Pan wanted to hear who was saying bad things behind his back, but unfortunately 0113007 had already stood up, bowed, turned on the light, and walked out of the empty conference room.