Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"I used to live in Westbrook. My dad was a manager of a small company and we lived in a skyscraper."

"You may not believe me, but I didn't go to Night City for the first time until I was almost 8 years old."

Matt was lying on the prosthetic operating table, feeling a little nervous.

As he said, although he was not the kind of child born with a silver spoon in his mouth, his conditions were obviously much better than those of street kids, and even better than those of David's mother.

Lille was conducting a comprehensive physical examination on Matt to determine the next prosthetic implant plan.

What is certain is that the scale of this implant will be relatively small: after all, this is a 10-year-old child.

"I see, rich boy, what medicine have you used?"

"Uh, I went to a military technology school. My dad said that there was a project that would make money if you signed it, and I trained there."

The Savage King raised his eyebrows on the side: "Which project? The one that 'gives students power?'"

The main activity place of the Animal Gang is in the city center. The generally low-standard combat prosthetic conditions make it easier for them to avoid the prosthetic detectors in the city center.

Of course, the Savage King is not included in this list.

Lille called her to the side because he might not know about some body growth drugs, but the Animal Gang is an expert in this area.

However, Lille knew about the project that the Savage King mentioned. This is a military technology project. It provides students with arms, artificial eyes, and high-speed neural pathways at low prices or even subsidies to community schools.

In short, it is a project, a company project.

Matt has no other advanced prostheses except for the advanced brain-computer interface. Overall, it is relatively pure, and he is not attending a community school on the ground, so it should not be this.

Sure enough, Matt shook his head: "Not this, it seems to be. "The Road to the Top"? "

"Wow, I have heard of this. It is a joint project of military technology and biotechnology, using advanced drugs for children.

If I remember correctly, it seems that NeuroGrowth growth hormone is mainly used. No wonder you are so big."

Matt is only about to turn ten years old, but his height has exceeded 150cm and his weight is close to 50 kilograms. This is definitely not an ordinary value.

However, considering the outrageous and brutal experimental plans of these two companies, these values ​​are not too beyond imagination, and there is no sign of forcing things to grow.

On the contrary, the cell data is quite excellent.

Lil repeated the name of the hormone: "NeuroGrowth growth hormone, promotes overall body development, what else?"

"Let me think about it." The Savage King thought for a while, "ErythroBoost red blood cell enhancer, AnaboFlex-Steroid anabolic flexible steroid, and a new drug, it seems to be called something like adaptive recovery factor.

Basically, it is a drug used in conjunction with high-intensity training. I heard that the company is quite concerned about this. Anyway, it is definitely not for cultivating cannon fodder."

After she finished speaking, she paused and added: "I mean the kind of low-level cannon fodder that can be regarded as a soldier by grabbing a random person on the street and exchanging two prostheses."

Matt's physical data is too good.

Bone density, fat mass, red blood cell concentration, blood oxygen, and muscle mass have all reached the super excellent level of his peers, and this is still the value that has dropped after wandering.

The nerve tolerance and immune system conditions are even more ridiculous.

When the Savage King saw these data, he thought: Damn, a natural body for weightlifting!

Lille is not the Savage King. What he thought was: if the children bred according to this plan do not die in the process of growing up or interrupt their training, their tolerance to prostheses will be at a very excellent level.

Artificial innate modified holy body.

Matt on the operating table trembled a little after hearing this - this was the first time he was lying on this wild-looking operating table to perform prosthetic implant surgery.

The Burger King brother, a bloody murderer who slaughtered hundreds of people in one night, can also perform prosthetic surgery? !

After Lille roughly understood his situation, he knocked on the table: "Not bad, your physical condition is quite good, what sport do you want to do?"

"Football!"

"Why football?"

As Lille said this, he extracted a little bit of Matt's bone marrow and sent it into the biological culture medium.

The boy didn't notice that the operation had already started, and he talked about why excitedly:

"Because I have money!"

"." Lille opened his mouth, "Why do you want to make money so much? Why do you want to wander the streets?"

"I" Matt's mood was a little gloomy, "My mother secretly borrowed a large sum of money without my father's knowledge. She owed money to the New Federal Bank, Arasaka Bank, and European Bank. These regular banks all owed money.

Later, she didn't pay, and the overdue call was called to my father, which made my father lose his job, his house was reclaimed, and his Internet access was lost, so we had to leave Skyscraper."

"But I didn't see your father or your mother?"

"This is just the beginning--" Matt's eyes were a little confused, "She kept it a secret from my father for a long time because she was borrowing money to pay it back, so she borrowed a lot of irregular black network loans and Korean loans.

You know, once people who borrowed this kind of loan were kicked out of the company's territory, those people would..."

When Matt said this, it seemed to bring up painful memories--

He used to be a child who lived in Night City but didn't need to "enter" Night City. He had a good life and a company's training plan.

But with the debt explosion, the past life was like a building collapsing and turned into a bubble.

What follows is endless debt collection.

Coincidentally, the leader of the company that makes illegal loans and collects debts in the city center, or the leader of the gang, is here——

The Savage King pretended to be nonchalant and scratched her butt. When she noticed that Matt glanced at her nervously, and Jack, V and Leal also looked at her, she pretended to be innocent and raised her shoulders:

"Then why don't she just stop borrowing? Is it natural to pay back debts? Some idiots like to use unearned methods to satisfy their unrealistic desires. You can't blame me for this, right?"

Although she looked calm, Lear could feel that she was panicking.

In fact, he could detect it without relying on the perception of negative film energy: this tall and thick female man even uttered three idioms in a row!

There was no way, the Savage King had to panic. Based on past experience, what these three eldest brothers did was a bit unreasonable.

The entertainment industry in Night City has been booming for so many years, but this is the first time someone has cracked down on it. Who knows what else they will do?

Matt shook his head: "My father said the same thing. Before I separated from him, he told me not to be like my mother, but I am very afraid of you."

“It’s okay to be afraid”

We are not sending warmth, but this sentence was not spoken——

Halfway through the words, the Savage King closed his mouth under Li'er's gaze, but when Li'er looked away, she added at the speed of light: "What did she take it for?"

"My dad said it was stock trading."

Everyone here was in awe, and the Savage King had an expression of "I'll just say it" - this was even better than she imagined!

She thought she was taking out a loan to buy a luxury prosthetic body or a luxury car, but she didn't expect it to be burned as firewood.

Everyone's fun-loving attitude quickly subsided, because Matt suddenly cried, crying very sadly.

Perhaps this emotion burst out in an undisguised and extreme way, and Lille seemed to "perceive" some vague pictures.

The picture shows a gentle woman whose expression when she looks at her is always full of love and care. Every day when she cries because of training matters, she comforts him with a bowl of hot homemade food and listens to what he has encountered. Ask him questions, tell him stories, watch games with him

She seems to be Matt's mother.

"But...how could my mother be such a person? I don't believe it."

Compared with the mild and fuzzy feeling conveyed by the previous broken pictures, a very clear picture appeared in Lear's head afterwards:

The woman stood in the dirty hotel room, staring at the air, her body shaking, as if waiting for something.

Matt in the illusion stretched out his little hand, but was quickly slapped away by the woman.

You can even hear the subtle voice in her mouth:

"Up, up, up."

Matt's slightly sobbing voice sounded: "My mother who always cheers me up and helps me face tomorrow; my mother who always keeps the house clean; my mother who always tells me stories to cheer me up when I'm at a low point. mother

And this mother, which one is real? "

Matt wanted to reach out and wipe his tears, but it was the robotic hand on the operating table that wiped his tears.

He stopped sobbing all of a sudden, but the tears couldn't stop flowing out——

This was what his mother used to do: a gentle mother would always have a crying child.

"She didn't even want to explain to me that she committed suicide a few days after we were kicked out on the street. She just kept saying sorry to me.

I wanted to play football because I knew it was the most profitable sport, I wanted to make big money, I wanted to win.

If I had money, would my mother not have died? "

After finishing speaking, Matt thought and wiped his tears: "But...but she is dead. I just want to make a lot of money and pay back those people's money. I can also get my dad back."

[The operation is completed. 】

A probe specially used to maintain prosthetic eyes was pierced into the eyelids, and the blurred vision began to recover, with a line of small words appearing above it.

Lille patted him on the shoulder: "Then you have to work hard. Football is the most competitive sport. Also, these artificial eyes are quite high-end. 'Crying' will cause the lacrimal glands that are used to store maintenance fluid to overflow for maintenance." fluid, reducing service life.

If you want to win well, you can't cry anymore, otherwise you will lose a lot of money before you even play the game. "

"I I know."

"By the way, how much money does your family owe?"

"I heard from my dad that it's about 300,000 euros."

"That counts as a ball."

Leal patted the operating table, and the thing stood up immediately.

Matt changed from a lying position to a standing position and had to exert force to maintain his standing position. At this station, all his sadness seemed to suddenly disappear.

Look around again: they are all flashy street guys, and there are some who express regrets.

But it’s hard to tell how much I was moved.

He suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Very embarrassed and really want to play football now

Even if he gets kicked in the head by a professional player.