Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"Lille asked you to try putting on gorilla arms. Have you gone to Lao Wei to place an order?"

At the entrance of Arasaka Academy, V and Jack were chatting - yes, even though he was about to go on a mission, Lear actually insisted on finishing the day's classes.

Lille's statement is: After paying the money, it can't be in vain, right?

Besides, when patrolling, I must be alert at the beginning and relax when the shift is about to change.

V was used to this kind of request. Jack was just surprised, but relieved when he thought it was Lear.

Only the Sixth Street Gang insider driving the car felt as if he had seen a ghost:

Brother, you killed more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye in the bad land, tell me you are still in school?

"Well, it's settled - speaking of this, V, you know, Lao Wei used to be a member of the Devil Boxing Club. I heard that he is a very powerful thief, and he might even be a boxing champion!

I don’t know why he stopped fighting later. Maybe boxers started using prosthetics and he didn’t want to fight. "

V looked surprised: "Here I go, I really don't know this. I only know that he likes to watch boxing. Is this news true?"

Jack continued: “When I was placing the order, I kept asking him, and he finally admitted it and told me that he had a pair of gorilla arms that were meant for himself.

Those arms are still in his collection. He said he would sell them to me when I save 200,000 yuan. "

"Two hundred thousand gorilla arms? I really believe you said he was a boxing champion before.

Then you can use the prosthetic body that the boxing champion prepared for yourself in the future, which you can't even buy. "

Jack smiled and showed off his muscles: "But I think our muscles are not bad. In fact, if Lao Wei doesn't like prosthetic boxing, I quite understand him.

Men should exercise their iron-like muscles by lifting irons! "

As he talked, Lille walked out of Arasaka Academy - the "holiday" cram school at Arasaka Academy was starting, and some rich kids could be seen.

But when they left the school, they were all discussing that the black Mewtwo dealer in the school had a new product that they were excited about today.

In Lille's head is what he learned today:

Gamma-rabies, an artificially modified form of rabies.

The lethality is weakened and the contagiousness is enhanced, causing digestive tract infection mainly through contact with body fluids and eating infected food and water sources.

Symptoms are not obvious during the incubation period, but the virus concentration in the body increases and can be spread through the conjunctiva and other similar tissues, similar to pinkeye.

However, although the lethality is weakened, if no treatment is provided within a week after the onset of the disease, the week of onset will basically be the last week.

Fever and convulsions are very common after the onset of the disease, and doctors may misdiagnose it as epilepsy.

The only treatment is to use alpha-nerve injury sustained-release drugs, which are used to relieve the symptoms of central nervous system damage, prevent the condition from getting worse, and wait for the body's immune system to defeat the virus.

Statistics prove that an infected person’s condition will begin to improve after the initial 5-7 days when symptoms are most severe.

Taking a good rest during this period can greatly improve your recovery. After 12 days, the recovery rate jumps up. People with weak immunity need to add another 10 days, and people who are tired need another 10 days.

Well, most people who continue to work after getting sick will die within the first ten days - more likely the first three days.

This disease has different effects on modified people with different prosthetics.

For example, a person with prosthetic eyes will not be afraid of light - in a more serious situation, the optic nerve will stop working directly due to complex human-computer interaction, causing the prosthetic eye to close and generate heat.

Bad luck can lead to permanent degeneration of the optic nerve, making it impossible to fit the prosthetic eye.

However, the good news is that in most cases, modified people who use esophageal modification prostheses will not show symptoms of hydrophobia.

It is said to be a biochemical weapon developed by biotechnology for military technology during a certain corporate war.

Of course, this is what Arasaka Database said -

"This rabies is really being manipulated. This type is still a new species."

Lille were lucky.

Today's prosthetic doctor course is mainly about first aid, including teaching about common infectious diseases.

For example, in gamma-rabies, the prosthetic eye must be closed directly and a sustained-release agent injected.

Of course, it's okay to leave it on, as long as you can tolerate the intermittent image confusion and black screen, as well as the possibility of being blinded forever.

There's another troublesome thing about gamma-rabies: it's not just the optic nerve that's at fault.

If the sun shines on it, it will interfere with almost all prosthetics at the same time, depending on how tightly it is connected to the central nervous system.

For people with lower levels of prosthetics, the situation does not get better - complications such as hydrophobia still exist, which may directly lead to respiratory muscle spasm and even suffocation when exposed to sunlight.

"We won't get sick, right?" V said worriedly.

Lille was noncommittal: "That's not necessarily true, but luckily the Sixth Street Gang helped us solve it - give us two shots."

Among the looted goods was a can of vaccine.

Adults only need to inject 1 ml of vaccine. In other words, the vaccine contained in the same size container can support 300 people, which is ten times more than the sustained-release vaccine, and can last for one year.

Lille took out the pneumatic injection filled with vaccine and injected it into all three of them, and then marveled:

"This thing is obviously more useful, so the price is 50 times higher than the sustained-release agent. The biotechnology sales department is really good at setting prices."

"50 times?"

Jack and V said in unison.

A can of sustained-release preparation is now sold for 80,000 euros in Santo Domingo. The same amount of vaccine costs 50 times 4 million euros? !

But Lille was not surprised: medicine needs to be used for a long time.

If the vaccine is cheaper than the drug, then far fewer people will get sick, and the drug will have nowhere to sell.

On the contrary, as long as the disease breaks out again and again, although the medicine is much cheaper than the vaccine, the total sales volume will not be less.

"So we grabbed the Sixth Street Gang's main artery - there was 100ml in the jar, and we probably spent a lot of money to give it to my little brother.

Tsk tsk, so you see, it costs a lot of money to run a power.

I just bought some common medical supplies, which cost 2,000 euros for three people. "

"Wait a minute, wait a minute--" V patted his face, "The unit price of this thing is so much more expensive than medicine, why doesn't Biotech grab it?!"

"How do you know he didn't steal it?"

If a 3-week sustained-release dose can greatly improve the survival rate, then the price of the vaccine will definitely be higher than the price of a drug of the same potency, and there will be a premium.

Medicines are for the lower class, so they need to be paid in installments; vaccines are for people at a higher level, so they not only have to cover the price of the medicine, but also have to pay a premium.

Starting to eliminate this disease among the middle class can also ensure the basic operation of society - it is a social responsibility.

As for the premium, Biotech didn’t steal it, but didn’t the Six Street Gang, which was operating normally, help them?

The premium can be a good financial incentive for the Sixth Street Gang to work hard.

Lille continued: "If the Six Street Gang is not sick, he can go to the street to sell medicine normally - this batch of goods contains 21 cans of medicine, 1 can of vaccine, and 20 cans of sustained-release medicine in the car. The vaccine will last for a year after being injected once. ,

The sustained-release preparation was sold out in two weeks - 80,000 yuan per jar, sold for 1.6 million yuan, which basically paid off. As long as business continues, there will still be profits.

You see, everyone has made some money. Now - of course, we still make more money. "

V twisted his fingers and got the answer before he could figure it out clearly, and then his mouth opened wide.

The soldier from the Sixth Street Gang who was driving felt that he had heard something extraordinary, because he knew that the sustained-release drug was sold out in five days in just two weeks.

But he dared not say anything.

Jack's golden bitch was staring at him fiercely. He didn't dare to say anything, not even to complain, for fear that the big man would get angry.

Lille asked the soldier: "How are you doing? Is your mother feeling better?"

"It's okay." Xiao Bing sat in the passenger seat and looked around.

"By the way, what's your name?"

"I" Xiao Bing hesitated for a moment, but still said it under the gaze of the golden ruthless woman, "My name is Achido, you should hide, there is someone in front of you."

Lille gave a few people some information on the car, and the car soon entered the territory of the Sixth Street Gang.

At this moment, the streets of Santo Domingo are full of members of the Six Street Gang, either riding motorcycles, driving cars, or simply walking.

There are about 2,000 core members of the gang, and there are many more gangsters on the periphery, which makes people panic.

The sergeant, the boss of the Sixth Street Gang, drew a patrol map for them. Not only did they have to patrol according to the patrol map, they also had to scan the surroundings with their prosthetic eyes at all times.

A neutral businessman like Luo Shan could be frightened into hiding by Qian Mimi, and this possibility was also possible for other people.

Leal was sitting in the passenger seat, Jack, the big guy, was huddled in the back seat, and V, who was better and not that strong, was also hiding in the back.

The two of them also put on a set of tattered coats to cover their heads and faces, as if they were sick.

In this way, the patrolmen of the Sixth Street Gang could only see Lille, who was driving in the front seat, and Achido, who was in the passenger seat—one of their own.

As for the Rangers' cars, it's not like Santo Domingo has never seen them before - they are currently driving a Tingwei Galina G240, an old car that has been on the road for 31 years.

Yesterday, the three of them drove a Mackinaw and a Tingwei Galina G240 back.

McKenna was a big black pickup truck. According to Neville, the tribe had just bought it with Roxanne before the accident, and they hadn't made a few deliveries.

You can tell at a glance that it is a second-hand car, and all the parts on it are pieced together - fortunately, the quality of the car is very high, and although it doesn't run very fast, it has an excellent ability to pull goods.

Otherwise, the G240 would feel a little inadequate just for carrying four people, let alone pulling so much ammunition and guns.

Judging from the appearance of this car, it might actually be an old car first produced in 2031.

An accident soon came - the escort riding a motorcycle - Lille thought so in his heart, and rode up to the side of them.

"Hey, which tribe are you from? No one dares to come in now."

"Red Ocher - those who came in to buy medicine, where are the goods you delivered? We have been waiting and haven't seen any of your people at all!"

The way Leal talks is like red ocher - he looks like a sick wanderer, sullen and angry.

The coat he was wearing was also in tatters - it was actually made from red ocher. There was a small tactical belt tied under the coat, which contained ammunition and medicine.

The news of being robbed hasn't spread yet, but the people who helped him on Sixth Street have been wondering whether the transport convoy was robbed.

This time it was quite a match.

"So you're here to buy medicine? The medicine is gone. Go back and wait for notification."

Lille looked at Achido, the co-pilot, who waved his hand towards his fellow gang members: "They have to go to the factory to buy supplies, otherwise they will starve to death if they don't get sick, and you don't want to go to the Rama Armory either." The boss’s wife came to ask questions, right?”

"That's hard to say. Now is a special period and the proprietress of Rama Armory has run away - you bitches, you are so cowardly."

Cars and motorcycles are still on the road.

The man on the motorcycle wanted to look into the back seat, and he saw two guys wearing clothes, like those who were sick.

So he planned to get closer and take a closer look.

But Lille suddenly coughed, the car lurched forward, the steering wheel tilted, and the boy almost hit the sidewalk guardrail!

This suddenly frightened the recruits who were concentrating on the motorcycle. The car lagged a little behind and they yelled:

"Fuck! If you drive like this, I'll hit you and kill you, idiot!"

Two Sixth Street Gang members cursed a few times from behind the car, but they didn't catch up.

The three people in the car felt relieved.

Lille smiled and put the pneumatic injection containing 10ml of sustained-release agent into Achido's hand:

"Well done."

Aqiduo's eyes lit up.

In his mind, he had not forgotten anything about the three men's attack on the convoy that day, to the extent that if he saw these three demons while walking on the street, his calves would tremble.

But the reason he's sitting here is the same reason he's wearing Six Street Gang clothes.

He just wants to make money to give his mother medicine.