Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

"I'm here to buy something. Uh, I'm a doctor. Nika can give me some blood."

"Is this Nika you're talking about a scavenger?"

At the Long Beach stockyard, the sun rises and the stench is everywhere.

The Animal Gang is cleaning up the scavenger's den and moving the still usable things from it-

This place is really too shabby, and Lille is going to rebuild a small base nearby.

The Savage King stood at the door and communicated with a middle-aged man with an absurdly high hairline.

The latter called himself Anderson. When everyone kept a distance from this place, this middle-aged man who didn't look mentally retarded made a mentally retarded move and took the initiative to approach this place. I don't know what's wrong with his brain, and the Savage King, who was just idle, came out.

The middle-aged man was only of normal height, but he looked like a little chicken in front of the Savage King. She could slap this kind of man to pieces with one slap, and it was obvious that the other party knew it, which made her even more curious about what this man was doing.

"Nika." The Savage King read the name, and it happened that her brothers came out in pairs carrying corpses.

She pouted and said to Anderson: "Ni Ka, right? Go find out who it is yourself."

Seeing the bodies of the scavengers being pulled out in batches, Anderson felt his brain bang!

The scavengers are gone, who will sell them medicine?

"The scavengers are gone?"

"No, what do you do?"

"I'm a doctor. You killed the scavengers. Do you know what impact this will have on Dog Town!"

The Savage King thought it was quite interesting. She was idle anyway, so she picked her ears: "What impact? The kidney-slicing people died and there were still people mourning for them?"

"The kidney-slicing people are indeed a group of beasts, but without them, nothing can get into this bird town of Dog Town!

My patients, those children."

[Squeak——]

The radio in the sky suddenly sounded.

[I am Kurt Hansen, and now I will interrupt with an important news. ]

[After my discussion with the NCPD authorities, Dog Town will open a humanitarian aid channel, provide a batch of humanitarian aid resources to enter, and provide rescue to the residents stranded there. ]

[Squeak. 】

The bloody plot and complaints came to an abrupt end, and even the Savage King thought the expression on the face of the doctor named Anderson was a little funny.

The Savage King had little culture and didn't understand the changes in the situation, but she watched TV series!

Some rubbish TV series like to broadcast the kind of social vacuum caused by the villain being killed, people being displaced and having no money to earn, etc.--

On the Internet, everyone called these plots shit, and generally believed that this was a conspiracy of the company, trying to brainwash the masses through idiotic TV programs, exporting the company's values, and implying that there would be another company if the company was gone.

How to say it, in fact, the Savage King also realized that this statement could not be wrong, but it looked aggrieved, and there was a feeling of being forced to admit a fact that she didn't want to admit, but she couldn't refute it.

But now it's different--

NCPD is also a corruption den, but it's better than a scavenger, right?

And it is said that this group of NCPD has a lot to do with her employer and top brother Burger King.

She is uneducated and knows that it is difficult to be perfect, but she is not a pervert. Most of the time, when she has a choice, she still hopes to be a good person.

Anderson's expression changed again and again. He looked at the broadcast in the sky, and then at the bodies of the scavengers who were treated as garbage. His eyes turned again and again, and finally he uttered:

"Well, how do you sell these humanitarian supplies?"

"You will know soon-" The Savage King waved to his younger brother in the distance, "Doctor, right? I will sell it to you at cost price. Anyway, the scavenger's stuff is garbage."

In Anderson's shocked eyes, a box of dirty artificial blood was delivered to his broken car.

[Hansen: Okay, okay, you are the first one who dares to play like this. I should go into combat mode directly and let the Nether Dog drag you out of Dog Town. ]

Hansen's communication image appeared in Lille's visual system. Lille replied to the message while walking:

[Lille: Smart people will be happy because they have more suitable partners, instead of being overwhelmed by a few former partners who are not worth dying for. ]

[Hansen: According to what you said, I have to welcome you to break the ecology here. ]

[Lille: You should welcome me. I have better skills than the Voodoo Gang and more powerful than the Scavengers. If you want to get rid of this shabby situation and become a decent person, you should hang out with me instead of hanging out with your Veteran BBQ. ]

[Hansen: You insulted my military career. ]

[Lille: The thing you said has long been rubbed to the ground by New America and yourself. ]

[Hansen: Interesting, then you, a wanted criminal wanted by the company and Night City, how can you do what you said? You can't protect yourself, without Dog Town, you are a stray dog ​​outside. ]

[Lille: That's why I said you should hang out with me. We have a lot of similarities. ]

[Hansen: You are more talkative than Hanz. You should contact me directly. The banquet will start in two days. Prepare your chips. ]

[Lille: I'm beginning to look forward to how luxurious the hotel you run is, Colonel. 】

At the gate of Dog Town, the atmosphere was tense.

The soldiers, armored vehicles, drones and mechas of the Nether Dogs stood behind the bunkers in front of the fortress. It seemed that it would take less than a few seconds to switch to combat mode and fire at full power. If all the firepower was released, it would not be a problem to kill all the locals in Taiping State.

But the "NCPD outsourced personnel" on the opposite side were not weak at all.

Soldiers using standard prosthetics and equipment, neatly arranged drone arrays, heavy combat soldiers wearing exoskeletons, and armored vehicles equipped with heavy firepower and electromagnetic guns, some people would believe that they came to attack Dog Town.

The Nether Dogs are a gang-like army, and these Burger King brothers are militarized gang members. The two sides looked at each other, and trash talk leaked from their eyes, but they all remained restrained.

David and the Nether Dog officers finished counting the supplies at the door, and one by one, the Mackinaw mammoths specially converted into supply transport vehicles pulled civilian supplies into the gate.

But some important military supplies were also sent in--

In any case, the Gem Blue Banquet was a grand black market transaction, and Hansen was not the kind of man who would show his cowardice because of threats. He wanted to see something practical.

Supplies were slowly delivered to the bottom of the unfinished building, and a steady stream of supplies were delivered to Dog Town. A steady stream of gang members entered Dog Town. The temporary settlement that was originally occupied by Lille became a fortress that existed in Dog Town.

The cyborg doctors, technical experts, and hackers who provided services and resources to the locals all cut off their ties with the scavengers and turned their transactions here.

The younger brothers arrived and began to repair and reinforce the unfinished building, connect cables, install generators and communication equipment as required.

After David finished everything, Lille just came out of the room, and he immediately walked up to him:

"Brother, everything is here. This place looks too messy, a hundred times worse than San Domingo."

"This place is a war zone. Good job, keep it up."

Lille praised him and left on his own, while V looked at David with some curiosity--

When she came just now, she clearly saw this kid kissing the white-haired hacker.

"Boy." V ​​called David, "You and your friend are making pretty good progress?"

David scratched his head: "Not bad."

"Not bad. Tsk, it's okay, get back to work."

V said and followed in the direction Lille left.