Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

When V opened his eyes again, Mewtwo was not over yet.

There is still the same old sound of waves in my ears, but unlike during the day, the seabirds have disappeared.

Open your eyes, you will see stars woven across the sky, with the Milky Way stretching across it. Far away from the city, the night is deeper. Looking at the sea, the stars are swaying.

It's so quiet.

There are no pop-ups in the field of vision, no occasional electrical sounds, and no vibrating sounds of implanted prosthetics operating.

"I guess...that's what the virtual world can do."

Feeling lonely, V stared blankly at the starry sky and suddenly realized that she seemed to have lost the ability to think.

"This is the real world."

Um?

V turned his head in surprise, only to find that Lear was also in Mewtwo!

No—just because she saw Lear, she suddenly felt confused and confused about reality!

This Mewtwo is too pure and too real!

"Where did you find it? This is true, so where is this?"

"Somalia, the waters of Africa."

"Do you sound familiar with Orbital Aviation's territory?"

Lear glanced at V helplessly: In this era, the value of geography in her little mind is to identify which company's territory it belongs to.

But Lille could only follow her words and continue: "Yes, Orbital Airlines."

Coincidentally, the place where Lille chose to build its base is also in the Kilimanjaro Mountains, where Orbital Aviation also built its largest launch base.

After saying that, V looked at the sky and remained silent, then suddenly cursed:

"Fuck, Orbital Airlines occupies such a good place and doesn't poop?"

"To be precise, orbital aviation is in the mountains, which is different from that in the sea."

"Like the Badlands?"

"It's much better than Badlands. I'll find you some mountain tape next time. Mewtwo will end soon and prepare to exit."

"Well," V stood up and stretched, "Look, I'm asleep again, you Mewtwo are weirder than the last.

By the way, can you get some Soviet films? A little curious. "

"Not yet." Lear shrugged, "But I'll get it for you if I have a chance. Have you ever seen it snow?"

"No, I heard it was just ice falling from the sky."

"I'll let you take a look when I get a chance."

Ding--

There was a long cry, and the two people's senses began to leave Mewtwo.

When I opened my eyes again, there was no harm without contrast. Every corner of Night City seemed to be filled with the weird smell of engine oil.

And the lights. Except for the wealthy areas, 70% of the lights in other areas seem to have strobes, which is very uncomfortable.

They are now in Jimmy's warehouse, which has been captured by the Burger King team. It used to be his workshop and is now his prison.

V frowned and sniffed: "Wait a minute, I seem to remember that it's best not to watch Mewtwo for more than 30 minutes. I seem to have watched it these few times."

"It's all 24 hours a day, no need to watch."

"You want to hurt me!"

Lear said angrily: "I didn't mean to harm you, but it seems like your brain doesn't obey your orders!"

As soon as the two took off their headbands, they heard a slightly disgusting voice: "That kind of Mewtwo is either for learning, or it's just rubbish without any stimulation.

You should try mine, it only takes 10 minutes and you can experience the ultimate excitement. "

This disgusting voice is the voice of the black Mewtwo dealer Jimmy Kurosaki.

This man was tied to the wall with a bruised face and a bruised face. If it weren't for his unconcealable depression caused by addiction and the uncontrollable madness in his eyes, Lear would have almost felt that he was still so calm.

Yes, his addiction kicked in.

Intense super dreams will give strong stimulation to the nerves. If this kind of stimulation is often applied to the nerves, the nerve sensitivity threshold will be raised over time.

The manifestation is that in daily life, he is listless about everything. If he lacks stimulation for a long time, he will change from calm to depressed, and finally manic, and his mind will be full of stimulation.

Yoshida is a first-hand Mewtwo editor. Good Mewtwo editors will choose to experience the original film in person, and then selectively edit, replace or delete some unnecessary messy thoughts to enhance the feelings they want to make people feel. .

Over the years, he will become a bit neurotic, not to mention that the films he has been editing are all about cyberpsychosis.

Lear looked at him: "To be honest, originally I just wanted to get some goods from you."

Jimmy's disguise collapsed instantly——

"Then just say it! Do you know how I spent these days!"

30 days, 30 whole days!

At first, he would still focus on how much money he lost, but now, all he can think about is: Please give me some stimulation to make me feel that I am still alive!

David's gang and Jack were amazed: they still remember how calm and pretentious he was on the day they kidnapped this guy.

It seems that such a person should be locked up severely for a few days to let him feel the withdrawal reaction.

But David suddenly felt Lucy looking at him.

".what?"

"I suddenly remembered, did you watch this every day before? No wonder you look like a top-notch teenager."

David looked away sheepishly and continued to watch his elder brother speak.

Lear opened a bottle of Stupid Monkey for himself and took a sip.

V quietly watched Leer drink the drink - something magical happened to her, Leer didn't even choke.

The last time she experienced Lille's Family Mewtwo, she always had a weird feeling after drinking synthetic drinks after quitting.

Lille didn't react at all?

Putting down the drink, Lear said: "But as far as I know, you will catch unlucky people and stuff them with movies and military prosthetics, which is not good."

"That's what they like to see, like you." Jimmy paused, "Like you!"

Yes, among the people present, Lil and V both have military-grade spinal prostheses, and David also has a quasi-military one.

Secondly, Jack's inhuman super strength has been talked about in the mercenary circle. No one knows what kind of prosthetic body he uses, but it is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Finally, even for someone of Mann's level, both arms are purely prosthetic, and one of them is equipped with a projectile launcher.

Projectile launchers are actually military items, just not that high level.

Mastering the power enough to crush a person to death like a bug is the basic prerequisite for the onset of cyberpsychosis. According to Jimmy's experience, there must be at least...

There are at least three cyber lunatics. He doesn't know the others. These three idiots who like Burger King are bound to have problems.

No, that’s a bit putting the cart before the horse, Burger King should probably like them.

Leal raised his eyebrows, and slapped Jimmy with the mechanical arm on his waist: "I'm not here to talk nonsense with you, do you listen to this?

Otherwise, if you don’t do the editing business of Chaomeng, there are people who do it. "

"I'll listen." Jimmy forced a smile and nodded.

With a smile on my face, in my heart

Jimmy really felt wronged. Someone did send him similar films and asked him to edit them, but he didn't like them!

As for those cyberpsychotics, they may have watched some exciting movies before putting on prosthetics, but what does that have to do with him!

It’s all up to them to see!

Damn it, are these three people stupid? Just beat me up for no reason?

Respectfully, Jimmy said, "Are we okay then?"

In fact, Lear didn't feel guilty at all about this: Are you kidding, you want me to use money to buy Black Mewtwo? Wouldn't that become an illegal transaction?

As a big brother, I cannot encourage this kind of unhealthy tendencies. I should warn him not to do anything outrageous and review his films by the way.

"If you have something to do, let me take a look at your original Black Mewtwo films and see if what you said is true."

Jimmy's eyes lit up, and his nerves, which had not found any fun for a long time, suddenly began to look forward to this big brother:

After a long time, you also like to watch Black Mewtwo! And it’s the original film!

It doesn't matter if he doesn't find someone to force him to film Black Mewtwo now. In his opinion, Lear will die suddenly one day. He can't imagine the day when all these people die, how popular his Black Mewtwo will be!

So he said flatteringly: "It's easy to say, I still have 11 original films in my warehouse, and they are all the best-selling ones."

"Bring them all up, I'll take a look now, I'm in a hurry."

Lille's decisiveness stunned everyone, including the two Soviets in Jimmy's compartment.

As for Black Mewtwo, it’s not like they don’t have one.

As top-notch mercenaries, they can maintain their combat effectiveness for such a long time, so they will naturally try to restrain themselves from engaging in these nerve-damaging entertainment projects.

11 photos, the original film of Mewtwo, can you watch it here? Read them all?

Are all the people in Night City so fierce?

I do not believe.

The electronic lock on Jimmy's body popped open. He swept away his previous decadence and fear, and walked quickly towards the safe next to the desk in the studio——

"The best things are hidden in the best safes, specially made by Arasaka. Only a unique big brother like you can experience it.

But to prevent other brothers from thinking that there is a virus in it, I want to say something ugly upfront: these original films are highly stimulating.

What will happen, I can't say. "

While unlocking the door, he patted Lille's rainbow fart, as if he was afraid that the big brother would regret it midway.

Every cyberpsychopath feels that he or she is unique and will never suffer from the disease.

But in the end, no one escapes this curse.

He picked up the Mewtwo disc and handed it to Lear respectfully——

Excited, he spoke out what was in his heart:

"Let's see how long the most awesome guy in Night City can stand in front of these discs."

Lille glanced at this brother who was caught up in fantasy, and suddenly said: "How much money do you still have in your pocket? Do you want to make a bet?"