Start in Night City

For many in the underworld of Night City, "Avarado" is the ideal embodiment of their flamboyant luxury.

The spacious synthetic leather soft seats also add a bit of pleasure to cruising on the city streets.

…

Buildings in the southern part of the valley are not as tall as those in the northern part, and the neighborhoods are poorer and more backward.

The car carrying the priest and Marcus was driving on the road, and there was an intersection in front of it.

Marcus drove the car to turn left, but at this moment, from the right side of the road, a truck waiting for the traffic light suddenly hit several pedestrians who were crossing the road and hit them hard.

Marcus made hasty evasive maneuvers.

But the rear of the car was hit hard by the truck.

The car was hit and spun around in a wide circle.

and skidded out, crashing into a roadside guardrail.

Both Marcus and the priest were shaken.

Fortunately both were wearing seat belts.

Otherwise, you will have to hit your head and bleed.

The priest looked out the window.

I saw the truck slowly turning around and adjusting its angle.

Although the front of the truck was slightly deformed.

But the rear of their car was even more serious.

The two sides are not opponents of the same level in terms of size and tonnage.

In a head-to-head confrontation, they suffer.

"Marcus, drive quickly."

Seeing that the truck would hit again at any time, the priest couldn't help but urge.

Marcus was sweating profusely.

But for some reason, the car just wouldn't start.

The truck has been turned around.

and hit him again.

boom!

The guardrail jamming the car made an overwhelming sound.

Then it shattered and cracked.

The car was pushed sideways into a street shop.

The stalls at the entrance of this store, with its dazzling array of merchandise, fell to pieces in an instant.

The car was just stuck at the door.

The parts hit head-on by the truck were constantly twisted and deformed.

The car was hit hard by the truck. Even if the car can be started now, there is no way to escape.

Marcus said anxiously: "Father, get out of the car quickly!"

The Alvarado only has two seats.

This means that there are only two doors.

The door on Marcus' side was deformed and squeezed by the impact of the truck.

It's impossible to open it.

The only escape exit was the car door on the priest's side.

The priest unbuckled his seat belt.

Opened the car door and got out.

Then he pulled Marcus out too.

The truck driver saw something bad and was about to reverse the truck to avoid it.

He was shot through the windshield with a technical pistol by the priest and killed on the seat.

"Father, are you okay?"

The priest didn't answer.

Instead, look around first.

The clerks and customers in the store all huddled in the corner and looked at him in fear.

"It's Carlo. He betrayed us. Only he knows my schedule today."

The priest was angry.

Carlo was his chauffeur.

He asked himself that he was not unkind to Carlo.

But Carlo dared to betray him.

He didn't know why Carlo did this.

But he won't tolerate traitors.

"Let's get out of here first," the priest said after glancing at the car that was embedded in the wall and deformed. "Call 'home' and ask them to send someone to pick us up."

Marcus nodded.

The holographic phone call was made.

The priest turned around and glanced again at the trembling innocent people in the store.

He smiled.

"Don't worry, we will leave soon. I feel sorry for your loss..."

boom--

The priest stopped talking.

He lowered his head in confusion.

I saw a blood hole in my heart that was constantly bleeding out.

The clerk, who had looked pale just now, was now extremely calm, holding a kinetic pistol in his hand.

The gun was aimed at the priest.

"No--"

Marcus reacted.

Draw, aim, shoot.

Done in one go.

Before the clerk could fire a second shot, he hit her in the head.

Marcus is worried that there are assassins hiding in the crowd.

Raise your gun and point it at them.

"Get out! Get everyone out of here!"

The customers in the store originally thought Marcus would be angry with them.

Now Marcus tells them to go away, as if they were granted amnesty.

He quickly ran away from the side door.

Marcus is worried.

He shot the clerk disguised as an assassin once more in the head and in the heart.

Then he returned to the priest.

A few minutes later, the priest's men arrived.

They are anxious

He hurriedly picked up the dying priest and took him straight to the private hospital.

…

Trauma Team Hospital.

A pure white corridor, the walls are pure white, the floor is clean enough to reflect human figures, and even the fluorescent lamps on the ceiling glow with a faint white light.

On both sides of the corridor, there are single wards with bathrooms and entertainment rooms. The smart glass is usually closed, but can be opened after obtaining permission to observe the patient's condition.

Su Xiao and a doctor in a white coat were standing in front of a single ward, looking through the smart glass into the ward inside.

On a clean big bed, Evelin was undergoing various examinations.

Su Xiao looked at the doctor next to her: "How is she doing?"

Without blinking an eye, the doctor has gained hundreds of thousands of major customers. The doctor's attitude is very good.

"Her condition is very bad, but fortunately it has stabilized now, but it may take some time until she is fully conscious."

"Doctor, I have something to ask her. How long do you think it will take for her to wake up?"

The doctor looked inside and sighed.

"I can't guarantee this. Like I just said, she is just stable now, but the trauma she suffered before was too serious after all, not to mention that she also had a behavioral chip implanted."

"Did you know about the behavioral chip? This is a magical technology, a great invention that will turn you into a completely different person, so realistic that it can win you an Oscar."

"But experts who sell behavioral chips will not tell you that this kind of thing has extremely strong side effects. For example, it can turn a rookie who has just passed the novice training into a battlefield that is full of corpses and seas of blood. Veterans who walked up and down.”

"In the end, he became a cyberpsychopath who could not distinguish between friend and foe. This is why the company still uses Mewtwo and virtual reality to train soldiers instead of using behavioral chips to mass-produce veterans."

Lidya Su was a little surprised by the doctor's honesty.

He originally thought that the doctor would cover it up a little bit.

As if seeing Lidya Su's doubts, the doctor smiled and explained.

"The behavioral chip was not invented by our trauma team. There is nothing we can't say. We didn't get any benefits anyway."

Although they are all companies.

But the relationship between companies is not monolithic, but competition and hostility.

If one company is unlucky, other companies don't mind adding insult to injury.

These are all things that are welcome to hear and see.

Lidya Su suddenly said as if she thought of something.

"Is she dreaming?"

"What do you mean?" The doctor asked in confusion, but then he may have felt that such a rhetorical question was a bit impolite, so before Su Xiao could ask again, he answered Su Xiao's question just now, "Do it, it's just..." Some fitful dreams.”

"Can you use equipment to capture her dreams? Of course, I mean using equipment to record them without damaging her body, mind, and brain."

"Of course. Our trauma team's private hospital is one of the top three hospitals in Night City. This little thing doesn't matter."

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

At this time, the holographic phone suddenly rang.

"I'll take a call."

"Of course, you're welcome."

The doctor voluntarily walked away.

"Su? Is it Su?!"

On the holographic phone, a picture of a black man popped up, his face full of anxiety.

"Marcus, you look very ugly. What happened?"