Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

cold.

Lear felt cold, so cold that his skin felt burned, making him feel like he was in a furnace——

This is hypothermia!

Lear opened his eyes suddenly and saw a dirty and messy room with various surgical equipment randomly placed in the room.

But the room was filled with filth, blood was splattered on the floor and walls like graffiti, medical equipment and indescribably dirty personal items were placed together, and the stench was overwhelming.

"The company dog's equipment is awesome, but it's a pity that it's from Kang Tao and there aren't many prosthetics for us to dismantle."

"Come on - look at this submachine gun. It looks like a good product from the company. There are many buyers, and this one can make the money back."

Lear's first reaction was that he was tied up, and his second reaction was that these people seemed to be talking about implants?

What kind of Kangtao company has he become?

But then he heard a beeping sound in his ears. The shouting guys looked at him with disgust in the next room through the white plastic strips.

"Where did you pick this kid up? He doesn't look like a bald donkey. He doesn't even have an implant on his body. His organs are failing. How is he different from a pig?"

"I picked it up next to a garbage dump. Who knew he was such a good person? His kidneys are still somewhat useful - but I heard that biotechnology is interested in these diseased organs. Maybe they can sell some money to reimburse the cost of tomorrow's medicine."

"Then dismantle him quickly. We have to move. Mercenaries will be coming soon. It's impossible to run away with such a loser."

Lear was dumbfounded - it turned out that he was still the same kid who was about to die.

He can't just be turned into parts by these organ dealers!

Looking around, Lille had difficulty moving his eyes, and even almost fainted again!

At this time, his peripheral vision suddenly spotted a figure flashing between two freezers!

Wow!

The white plastic strip separating the rooms lifted up, and the tall man walked over to his prey.

Lear looked at the man - his left hand had no fingers and was filled with various scalpels. There was an obvious crack between the chin and upper lip, and the skin covering the cheekbone seemed to have been replaced by some kind of gray plastic. !

This face instantly reminded Lille of a game--

"Cyberpunk 2077"!

This is the world of cyberpunk! These people are stupid!

"You lose money, let's get it over with."

Looking at the scalpel on the organ trafficker's finger, Lille's heart was filled with despair--

boom!

The organ dealer's head was blown off, and that was just the first shot, which was loud, but actually, someone fired three shots.

The head was smashed like paste, and then two bloody holes appeared in the chest. The guy who was transporting the human body in the other compartment suddenly felt bad——

But when he looked to the other side, after his companion's body fell, he only saw a woman with a haircut on one side and a black hole on the muzzle of the gun.

boom!

The same three shots were fired again, with no miss.

Plop.

"Huh - luckily we caught up, these scavengers are really hard to catch." The woman looked around and made sure no one was around before looking at Lille, "Are you Zhu Shen? No data? Are you a bald donkey? Uh. , admitted my mistake.”

Lear was a little confused, because the woman in front of him looked very familiar to him.

Especially the phrase "fuck" evoked memories of his previous life.

There was once a game that "shocked" the gaming world in every sense of the word, and the voice acting in it was quite beautiful.

Lear's mind was a little slow. In just a moment, the woman walked to another room and found his mission target.

A strong Asian man, who seemed to be in a coma due to problems with his prosthetic system, rolled his eyes.

"Zhu Shen, your physical condition is quite good - fortunately, the order was not messed up, and I won't go back to Night City in despair."

The woman carried Zhu Shen towards the gate and passed by Leer again. She only saw Leer's eyes widening. He should be about to die, but he was obviously not dead yet.

But does she need to save Leal?

Obviously, women do not have the habit of being charitable, although it is indeed a bit unbearable to see this unlucky guy die--

So she will definitely not look at it, then turn around and leave!

"Give you a chance, you'd better leave on your own." As she said that, the woman interrupted the power supply to the freezer with a shot, then took out some kind of syringe and gave Lille a shot.

The extremely low body temperature quickly began to rise, and Lille felt like a fireball exploding inside his body!

All kinds of information passed through his brain, and he desperately thought about how to convince this woman. His mouth couldn't be opened, as if his nerves were frozen!

Speak quickly! Lear! Speak the fuck!

Just before the woman was about to leave, Lear finally felt his mouth and throat, but what was he going to say?

What could he say to get this woman to help him? Or even - at least make her willing to listen to him?

Lear blurted out: "You must be the famous V!"

The woman paused in her footsteps as she left, as if she was possessed - well, considering that there was absolutely no need for her to stop and listen to the next words, this behavior did seem to be possessed.

"You know me?"

V was surprised.

The protagonist V of the "Cyberpunk 2077" game is a super mercenary with full combat and prosthetic talents in the plot. If in the hands of the player, he can also be a super hacker. In short, he has explosive combat power both in the game and in the plot. The legend of the watch.

Lil was cold, but he had to find a way to get V to do the work for him.

Opportunities must be missed and never come again. In the cyberpunk world, if an ordinary person without any prosthetic body seizes the opportunity to tie himself a bodyguard, he may have to meet the King of Hell tomorrow!

But he didn't have any money - he could only start with information.

What V just said flashed through Leer's mind - "Return to Night City in despair"?

Isn't this Night City?

Leal glanced at the posters on the wall and the open computer, and caught the words: "Rust Belt Domain."

This is not Night City, this is Atlanta!

V, who was born as a street boy, did come to Atlanta before the plot started, but in the end it seemed that he couldn't get along for some reason and ran back to Night City——

And this is his last order before returning to Night City!

Considering that V seems reluctant to talk about his record in Atlanta in the game, and was ridiculed that he "came back only after he couldn't survive", this order should have failed.

Why did it fail? The case of rescuing the Kang Tao Company dog ​​should be over by now, right?

Seeing that Leer was silent and looking around, V narrowed his eyes: "Speak, boy, are you mute?"

"I" Lear took courage, "V, you were fooled."

"oh?"

Kaka——

Lear didn't see clearly what V did. He only heard the pistol being loaded, and then the black muzzle was right in front of him.

Death is an abstract concept, but not so abstract when held at gunpoint.

"You'd better explain what you mean."

Lear wanted to swallow his saliva instinctively, but it was too cold and his body refused to obey.

This was good news - and because it was too cold, there was no abnormality in him lying for the first time, so he couldn't tell at all.

"These two idiots knew you were coming. If I weren't here, they would have transferred Mr. Zhu directly, and your mission would have been over."

"Then I will chase them and beat them to death - the mission will still be successful, and there is no problem at all just from the fact that they are running away."

These words were a bit unreasonable, and it was obvious that V was very confident. Lille's mind was racing as he began to recall and piece together clues.

"Use your brain, V, why did Kangtao's senior managers ask you to come to rescue them? Because you are so famous?"

V raised his eyebrows, and Lille quickly continued with a thump in his heart: "The network security in the Rust Belt is the most comprehensive. You only need to restart Mr. Zhu's system now, and the trauma team will arrive within 30 seconds, and APD will take full control. What’s going on here will come to light within three days.”

V sneered: "You expect the police officer to investigate the case?"

"NCPD is indeed unreliable, but this is Atlanta." Lear quickly took over the conversation, "Do you know why you can't get a good job here?

Atlanta is actually in a state of dictatorship. The cooperation between Internet surveillance, New America and the European Market Alliance is close and in-depth. The crime rate is the lowest in the United States, and the crime detection rate is far beyond your imagination——

Here, they really try to uphold the law, because the law itself is entirely theirs, and the investment in public safety here is absolutely the highest in the United States.

In fact, it is simply impossible to hack the system of a corporate dog here - unless it is another corporate dog. "

In short, they couldn't be these scavengers covered in prosthetics of unknown origin.

Hearing this, V's expression changed slightly, and Lear, who was attentive, did not miss this detail.

Lear took advantage of the situation and continued: "I guess your client said that even if the target is saved, don't rush to restart the system because it involves confidentiality?"

V's expression finally showed obvious surprise.

Lear knew he had guessed correctly.

This is a dog-eat-dog case, and V is the dumb mercenary used to distract the law enforcers.