Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

[River: Your judgment is correct. The Brain Demon Gang has deployed micro transmitters in many corners of the city through intricate underground spaces. 】

[River: The jamming array can completely eliminate criminal incidents that occur in a certain area from the NCPD's police surveillance system. We only need to kill all witnesses, and we will not be able to detect the problem for a long time. 】

[River: Many gangs have been resurrected, and their activities have become more and more frequent during this period. They all seem to want to take the lead in this game. Your plan is more powerful than addictive drugs. 】

[River: The streets have become even more chaotic in the past two days. Except for the prescribed curfew, there are gunfights every moment. 】

[River: Guess what people said when I went out on the street yesterday? They actually started to thank the old gangs. 】

[River: What a hell. 】

"Wuhu!"

A pickup truck of nearly ten tons was driving at high speed on the sand dunes of bad soil. If it were another vehicle, at this speed, the suspension would probably be scrapped in less than a minute.

V stood on the cargo compartment, feeling the flying dust in front of him——

Yes, driving such a car is exciting enough even if the dust hits your face.

Jack excitedly coded frantically in the back seat:

[Mercenary Manual—Vehicles:]

[Rookies, remember, there is only one kind of vehicle in the world that you need: large space, high horsepower, and the ability to travel 80 yards on bad soil full of deep pits.]

Jack raised his head and glanced at the speedometer.

【90】

I took another look and it was already 100!

"Mano!" Jack shouted excitedly to Lear, "Can it go faster?!"

“It’s not safe any higher!”

The sound of the vehicle twisting wildly, the roar of the engine, and the sound of the vehicle hitting rocks and uneven ground made the two of them talk only by shouting——

If we were to get another car, traveling at such a fast speed on bad soil that is uneven and may even have many big potholes, the car would have fallen apart long ago!

boom!

With this thought in mind, the car crashed over a large pit.

The heavy tire almost hit the edge of the pit head-on, causing violent fluctuations in the suspension system. If it were another car, the car would be destroyed and everyone would be killed!

Jack turned his head and continued typing.

【.A super pickup truck that can run at a speed of 100 yards, can also carry a weight of 10 tons, stuff a full truckload of ammunition and equipment in the trunk, and defend against explosives and sniper bullets at the same time! 】

【What? You ask me where to get such a thing? Dream on, bro! Ha ha! 】

"That's awesome!"

As the car sped through the bad land under the moonlight, Jack and V's cheers echoed in the air.

The car drove like this for a long time, until the throttle line came to the middle——

This means that 80 liters of compressed hydrogen-alcohol 2 fuel has been burned. This is a special aerospace fuel that uses a special process to dissolve a certain amount of hydrogen into a specific concentration of alcohol 2 solvent. The density is around 90MJ/kg and has no trace. Questionable ultra-high energy fuel.

The cost of varnishing comes to 3,000 euros, which is equivalent to two months of living expenses for an ordinary Night City resident.

The car stopped on the mound and V jumped in from the passenger window.

At this time, right in front of the car was Night City——

Holographic advertising banners soaring into the sky, skyscrapers standing tall, and floating transport vehicles flying over the moon.

"Huh -" V let out a long breath and put his legs on the passenger center console. The car's seat automatically retracted a bit, giving her a comfortable space to lie down.

advanced.

".It's so beautiful, the City of Night."

"Yeah, I've never seen the city here before, and this is the first time I think this fucking city is quite beautiful."

Jack also put down the unfinished masterpiece in his hands and looked at the dazzling Night City.

Colorful light pollution is like people’s colorful dreams. It’s hard to judge whether it looks good or not, it’s just complicated.

After confirming that all systems were normal, Lille also raised his head. At this moment, a rocket flew into the sky.

Looking at the expressions of the two guys next to him, Lille smiled: "If you didn't have money, you would probably have to cry and curse here."

"What are you talking about?" V glanced at Lear, "You are the only one here who has a debt of more than two million."

Jack chuckled and patted Lear's shoulder with his big hand: "This life is really worth it. There is only one last thing left. What do you think I should do to confess my love to Misty?"

"Don't!" Lear said hurriedly, "This matter is not over yet. It is unlucky to talk about it at this time. Don't you know?"

Why do you go back to confess your love for marriage after you are alone? This flag is set to the sky!

"Uh" Jack scratched his head, "Why is this unlucky? And that's all I have in mind right now."

The eldest brother has also become a pawn, installed an awesome prosthetic body, driven a nice car, and still has 500,000 in his account.

If he had told him a few years ago that one day he would reach this point, Jack might have said on the spot that he would wash his hands and retire from the world.

But it should be said that fate is wonderful. He really can't just wash his hands in this golden basin.

There is also Lille's health problem that has not been resolved.

So he thought of this and poked V: "V, what about you?"

Lear glanced at Jack helplessly: What do you mean, this kid is not able to set up the flag himself and he is dragging others to set up the flag.

"I"

V is even more confused: If she came here a few years ago, she would have no idea about the millions of deposits!

Become super rich before you know it.

She and Jack had the same idea. When she thought of this, her eyes suddenly became dangerous and she looked at Lear: "Why don't you tell me? Why do I feel like you are not in any hurry to survive?"

"Stay alive."

Lear thought about it and felt a little strangely.

Compared to when I was in Atlanta, where I worked so hard to connect people to make money for organ transplants and my life, now I really don’t care that much about it without even realizing it.

"Of course you have to live your life, but it's more attractive to live a wonderful life."

V curled his lips: "What a stupid statement. It sounds like what an unscrupulous boss is trying to trick others into saying: You want to live a beautiful life, buy a big house, buy a nice car, and have nice prosthetics."

Then the person who was deceived started working part-time. Can you tell the truth? "

Night City relies on this trick to trick people into migrating here every year: infinite possibilities and free choices.

Of course, danger is danger, but you can't dream of becoming famous and ruling the world just by lying in bed, right?

Lille was a little unsure now.

If it would be better in another world, he wanted his mother to live in a better world, which unknowingly carried the hopes of many people.

If he has any commission in the Marvel world, it is to eliminate the fear in people's hearts, prevent a war from tearing the world apart, and prevent demons from being born out of fear.

After thinking about it, he also lay on the armchair and looked at the colorful Night City.

As for the people living in Night City, whether they are arrogant street kids or submissive office workers, since they are here, they know that even if they go out for a walk, they may die suddenly. Wealth can only be found in danger.

They came to a city full of dreams that accepted everyone, but were squeezed and deformed by other people's dreams. Just like the light pollution revealed by this city, it has almost all the colors on the spectrum, and each color has a dazzling ray. .

Struggling to stand out from this hell of color.

This scene is harsh and disharmonious, but it is truly unique and makes people unable to look away.

This city is so real.

A ray of my own. Just to survive?

But if you are struggling on the edge of life and death, you shouldn't be like this now.

Pleasant memories and feelings, right?

"Maybe it's just pure fun?"

V came over immediately, blocked Leer's line of sight with his face, stared at him seriously and said: "So you are already a cyberpsychopath?"

"Get lost."

Jack smiled again and patted Lear on the shoulder again: "Mano, you are a smart man, but you are not as knowledgeable as me in this aspect."

V glanced at Lille with an ambiguous look and returned to his seat.

"Anyway, don't die too early. You still owe me a lot of money."

"Don't worry, you won't die."

"It's better not to die."