Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

There are only three people in the Brain Demon Gang, and all three of them have unknown origins.

In other developed areas, this is a big problem, but in Night City, it can only be said to be a common occurrence.

NCPD will count the population through two methods. One is the active cooperation of residents, including but not limited to door-to-door census and active registration.

There is also a passive way for residents: municipal cameras, public service networks, assets belonging to the Night City municipal government or parts of the company's contract that promise to cooperate with the investigation will all become NCPD's resident database.

However, in Night City, there is no real ruler, so there is no truly complete database.

When Lille found them, they had been burned by high-voltage arcs.

Tesla weapons are weapons that use high-voltage arcs to attack, but it is obvious that it was not the Tesla weapons that penetrated them, but an accidental large-scale arc movement.

Lear has seen Tesla weapons. The Tesla weapons that directly penetrated these three people like this must have been specially designed and would not be small in size.

But this is not the biggest problem. These three people can deal with it later.

The biggest problem right now is the "cyber zombies" with more than 200 people still in the computer room, and what to do with this "host".

Or this real brain demon.

"Hero. Can my mother be saved?"

Joestar was lying on the prosthetic operating table, with only half of his body.

However, the materials used in this half are really unusual, and many of them are even materials that Lille has never seen before.

Joestar's mother in the access warehouse was shaking wildly, as if she was having an epileptic seizure. Lear looked at her for a while, then looked at Joestar again.

"32"

"You are counting the heroes"

"1."

"Well!"

Joestar suddenly started shaking violently!

Distorted hallucinations take over all the senses, followed by violent convulsions and uncontrollable behavior.

There is no doubt that this is white matter madness. You can tell just by looking at his mother's appearance——

Are there any normal people with brains flowing out of their skulls?

After shaking for about seven or eight seconds, Joestar returned to reality. The pain almost broke through his psychological defense, but he didn't get the answer yet:

"A good man"

Joestar raised his hand half-deadly, his prosthetic eyes flashing crazily——

The Fiery Eyes and Golden Eyes were removed, and now the eyes are surprisingly normal. They seem to be the product of Qilu Division, and they look no different from human eyes.

High-end goods.

Leal took out a dose of biliverdin immunosuppressant from the box on his waist and inserted it directly into the injection channel of Joestar's neck.

This can significantly reduce the immune response and reduce inflammation in the dense nerves of the brain, greatly alleviating his pain.

Pain can cause a person to lose judgment and ability to think.

"What did you see?"

Joestar gritted his teeth: "I saw my mother go to the Brain Demon Gang and tell them that there was a job for them to do and a skill chip for them to receive."

"The Brain Demon Gang used them to do experiments on her. It hurts so much. It hurts so much."

Lear frowned: now it is no longer the pain caused by the inflammatory reaction.

It just hurts.

"Fuck." Dumdum on the side felt a little chilled when he heard Joestar's voice.

This kid is also one of the best in the Uzumaki Gang. After all, during the internal fighting, he was the one equipped with the centaur mecha, and he also enjoyed the same experience of being decapitated as the gang boss, and his whole body was transformed into a prosthetic body.

How perverted would it be for him to be in such pain?

So Dum Dum tentatively pointed to the cable connecting Joestar's brain to his mother: "Can't you unplug it first?"

Lear shook his head: "No."

If Joestar can't stand it, he can disconnect, but it's different if it's his mother and he wants to save his mother.

Once disconnected, it is unlikely to be reconnected.

Joestar's mother is the super database used by the Brain Demon Gang to integrate skill chips, the real "human AI".

Huge amounts of data are stored in her brain, and are retrieved, reorganized and produced according to the needs of the Brain Demon Gang.

The whole body prosthetic surgery and the production of skill chips are obviously produced by this "host".

And memory is also confused in the huge data.

"Listen, kid." Leal said to Joestar, "Your mother is stuffed with too much skill chip data now. I don't know how she can survive."

Joestar suddenly howled loudly, and his voice turned into a woman's voice——

"I want to make money to buy a new chip for Yoshida"

Leal frowned and gave Joestar another shot of immunosuppressant. In order to prevent him from being overwhelmed by the huge hallucinations, he gave Joestar another shot of neuroactive agent.

After these two injections of medicine were taken, Joestar's brain suddenly became clear and the pain became more profound.

"Little brother, if you still want to keep your mother, just stay awake and listen to me."

"The skill chip itself is also a kind of physical memory, but after crossing the designed safety threshold, the boundary with declarative memory becomes blurred."

"In other words, her impression of the experience will become blurred, and her personal cognition will be mixed with the skill chip data in the huge external access device."

"I could try to sever her connection to these devices, but I'm not sure which memories have been transferred to external storage. Secondly, even if the removal goes well,

Her brain is also dead. "

"What do you mean? Will she forget me?"

Joestar, who had been injected with the active agent, was quite clear-headed and immediately grasped the key.

Li paused: "What do you think?"

Joestar was in extreme pain, and had a hallucination of having surgery on himself.

In fact, if she hadn't confused her "work partner" with her son, how could her mother install these prosthetics on herself?

His mother didn't even want him to get a tattoo.

confused.

Being in a hallucination has made Joestar empathize with his mother, allowing him to feel the love that he ignored.

His mother relied on this unique love to become this real "brain demon".

But this love is nothing in front of the huge, cold, and chaotic data flow, just like a whisper in the strong wind.

He can't accept the reality: does it mean that his mother forgets him?

The only person in this city who loves himself will forget himself?

"But I have a second plan." Seeing Joestar's state tending to a strange stability, Leal continued, "Strengthen your connection, screen the common memory, remove external equipment simultaneously, and finally, keep the brain White matter maintenance.

Maybe one day you can pull your mother out of it, or..."

"I choose the second one!"

".Or maybe you and she die together in the hallucination, becoming two idiots with crazy white matter."

"I choose the second one!!!"

Joestar almost shouted this sentence!

呲——

Octopus swept away all the robotic arms on the prosthetic operating table. Lil pulled out a cable from the host access compartment and was about to plug it into his brain-computer interface.

"Wait a minute." V grabbed Lear's hand, "What do you want to do?"

"Neural bridging requires a hacker with a sufficiently developed brain and powerful computing power to operate it in real time. Of course, the help of AI is indispensable."

"You" V clicked his tongue, "don't take it off."

Leal shrugged.

He may be the only one in the world who can do this job.

[Little Octopus: Brother, I'm ready! 】

【('-')】

"Wait a minute, good man!" Dum Dum stretched out his big hand, "I am the one for neural bridging."

"Why are you joining in the fun?"

"I can't go back and tell people that I was simply kidnapped. The Brain Demon Gang was all killed by my younger brother, right?"

Dum Dum jumped over with a lame leg: "It would be bad if you lose a lot of face. Let me join in and you can feel a little more involved."

Click.

The neural link was inserted, and Dumdum fell to the ground and twitched on the spot.