Start with a Mechanical Hunter

   Chapter 263 Dark Dead House Bible

   Next to Hanging Neck Street, Red Dream Club

   At the door of the club, two men in sunglasses stared coldly at the people around them, with their palms on their waists.

As Mrs. Hongmeng's horses, they are used to seeing the ups and downs of the outer city, the rise, expansion, and decline of emerging gangs. Some lucky ones have established security companies and left here, and some gangs have fallen apart due to various unexpected factors. , There are also some gang leaders who will sell the entire gang for a good price, move to the enterprise area and become the management of the enterprise.

The gang that was betrayed by    was a large-scale group experiment.

   The only ones who can really stay here are some old monsters under the water, like Mrs. Hongmeng.

   Therefore, in the face of the threat of the gang, they were quite disapproving and put their posture very high.

   However, it was somewhat unexpected. These people were not members of the Welfare Gang, nor were they vassal forces of the Welfare Gang, but civilians from the outer city.

Civilians and gangsters are actually very easy to distinguish. Those prosthetic eyes are implanted with five or six implanted advertisements, which are played continuously for 30 hours, or are covered with experimental prosthetics, and experimental drugs are used, and their expressions are distorted from time to time. Yes, that 100% civilian is correct.

   These technological experiments are not entirely the result of companies’ pervasive advertising and mandatory trials, and quite a few are the choices of ordinary people.

  In the city that never sleeps, companies have to pay taxes, self-employed people have to pay taxes, and individuals have to pay taxes.

  If you are an employee of a company, there will naturally be a company that will help you pay data tax on your behalf.

   If he is a member of the White Gang, he can automatically pay taxes by hacking people, yes, experimenting with new weapons.

   And if you are the same person, and he wants to survive in the night city, so actively accepting various corporate benefits is actually a wrong choice.

  Happy biopharmaceutical trials that only need a 'pain nerve resection' to resolve.

Tongzi's prosthetic transformation experiment can be done with only a 'weakened virtual machine'. If he is lucky, he can even retreat into the cyberspace and enjoy the spiritual freedom of being completely separated from the flesh. To become a cyborg who is once again disturbed by the world.

   That kind of people is actually the least in Night City. We can be natives, androids, or even advanced AI.

  We don't have it during the day, and we don't have it at night. A virtual machine is enough to last a lifetime. Before death, the head parts can be sold in exchange for a 'holographic projection urn'.

  Only when he has money, he will appear on the street swayingly, to examine the new products of each enterprise with the eyes of "God", and see the benefits of using our "products".

  Weak such as monopoly companies and global hegemony companies, will also provide sufficiently superior additional services for that type of 'capsule people', such as stimulating the body and weakening the virtual machine experience.

  Typically, as long as you are bad enough, you are also a bird!

   And our numbers, 'Sensory Experiencer', 'Capsule Man', and 'Capsule God', are more than one fork.

The reason    is called 'capsule people' is because our role in the cyber society is very much like the 'edible capsule' in the inner shell of a drug.

   To the surprise of the two girls with sunglasses, the people who surrounded the entrance of Sister Ji's club in circles and circles were all 'capsule people'.

   That feeling, Xiaotian is living hell!

   "Miss Sakura—"

   One of the security guards quickly held down his collar and reported down with a button contact.

   "Don't hold back and see what we want to do."

In fact, the security also thinks so, but it is the group of strong chickens, but the capsule people behind their eyes, each of which has at least a dozen small companies' drug tests, advertising experiments, and prosthetic experiments. We have something to do and offend certain departments of certain companies, even Mrs. Ji will feel very difficult.

   What's more, those people with drooling mouths and white eyes, at first glance, they have regressed to 'physical trusteeship'. He hacked me to death and I knew what happened.

It is worth mentioning that the technology of 'renting the human body' is especially used in certain places that are suitable for many children, such as our Jijie Club. , perfectly suited to all his hobbies.

   But when that technology is used against one's own people, it's a pain in the ass.

   "That group of people are typical dead pigs who are afraid of boiling water," a woman in sunglasses gritted her teeth.

   That group of capsule people are really dead pigs. They are afraid of boiling water. I even care about being alive. Are you afraid that he will kill you? If he is incompetent, he will make trouble for him if he kills your business!

  …

   In Sister Ji's Club, Sister Sakura looked at the holographic projection with an expression on her face, and the long mechanical nails tickled, only no strangers knew that it was your expression when you were relaxed.

Next to   , Hong Meng is also very relaxed. The reason for the relaxation is that Mrs. Ji is in the club.

  Whether there is that little Buddha sitting in town, you are also very worried when facing the group of 'urban zombies'.

  My seventh death will fall under the head of the group of 'capsule people'. I heard that the dead house is very perverted, and the group of people is probably the ultimate white and dark version of the dead house.

   Seeing that Huo Lun was relaxed, Sister Sakura's nails were hooked, and she said fiercely: "With the firepower of the club, there is still a problem in killing the next thousand people."

   Hongmeng breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately wanted to try it. If the thousand monsters could be cleared, how much experience would he gain.

   Down! down! The old lady carries the machine gun to clear the monsters herself!

   Sister Sakura glanced at the other party, saw what the other party was thinking, and said, "Your real enemy is us, the person in front of us."

"Who?"

   "Hard-coded God."

   Thanks to the environment where the news of Jijie Club Avenue is flying all over the sky, Hongmeng really knows who the Saibo Emperor is.

   My body is actually a cyber-white, and a fallen cyber-white.

   As a profession in a chaotic camp, it can be called a "degenerate" behavior, which basically has nothing to do with criminal law.

  Complicated, the white guy was rotten and became a member of the growing group of "capsule people".

Although the 'technical nerd' knew why he changed his job to 'white and dark dead nerd', my technical skills were obviously lost. To obtain the benefits of the enterprise to a certain extent, and isolate the experimental losses of the enterprise, there are very few benefits or even free prostitution.

   As for how to obtain that kind of 'cracked software', call my name, praise my name, and publicize my work.

   Thus, the ‘Hard Code God’ was born!

As for the first appearance of this white guy, is he indulging in the colorful virtual pleasures, or incarnating as a cyber god, or simply being recruited by the company, and once again changing from the dark and dead house to the struggle, Someone is vague.

   But the compressed file package of the series of 'human brain cracking software' has become the legendary 'capsule bible'.

And the street sect of 'Hard-coded God', because of the end of the 'white and dark dead house bible', has risen rapidly. Now, among the street sects, it is already the leader in the seventh echelon, and its number is close to the first echelon. of Turingism.

In the holographic projection, these rotten capsule people end up doing various worship actions under the operation of the manipulator in front of the screen. The one ended up crying and weeping, calling out a certain virtual idol's number, and the other one took out his own cheering stick with little function.

   Last moment, in Sister Ji's club, the red light was bright.

The projection of the LAN landed behind the seven men—the same virtual Jijie club, the rain-like data stream ended on the surface of the 'Hongmeng Club', and in the small gates, pipes, underground tunnels and other places, a small number of virtual people With self-drilling, even among the thick mosaics, one by one capsule man ends weakly 'passing' the wall.

   "Madam is here, the local area network is controlled, you have to retreat, the protection of the local area network is destroyed!"

Sister Sakura pressed a hidden mechanism. The bar was opened at the end of the last moment, revealing a small number of access ports. A small number of android girls ended up walking like dead bodies. The front neck, wrist, temple and other parts were opened one by one. The plug came out.

   The data transmission function of the local area network was turned on, and Hongmeng suddenly felt a heavy head. When he reacted, he was shocked to find that the gray skill under the player panel, the skill 'Network Implant', was lit up.

   "Fuck you, let my sister go off the Internet and fight people, that sister is the best at it!"

   In the last moment, Hong Meng's tentacles separated ten plugs and inserted them into the ports one by one.

  ‘That move suddenly felt good. ’

  The sensory signals turned into numbers, rushing in the digital space, Hongmeng felt as if she was hugged by one after another fierce girl, and then released.

   Feels cool and cool

   That makes Hong Mengli, the little sister in the butter area, unbearable. You really want to say the next sentence, let's go together, sister is in a hurry.

  The local area network is like a cyberspace after all, which can immerse him in the sea of ​​simulacrum signals at once.

  Before the intermittent 'digital dial', Huo Lun finally collected enough simulacrum signals, his eyes turned blank, and when he lit up again, he logged into the 'Jijie Club' again.

   It's just that 'Holun Club', a local area network.

   "Hey, what's the difference with reality?"

In reality, Hongmeng is far away from the bar, while Huo Lun in the LAN is on the seventh floor above the ground, in the famous open room area, with all kinds of pink sports rooms, and all kinds of professional exercise tools outside. .

   "Is that implying that sister?"

  The last moment, a figure appeared on the ground, a real capsule man.

   "Open the monsters!"

   In the local area network, Hongmeng felt that his energy was limited and his tricks were limited.

   In the last moment, as if Sadako opened up, several implanted threads spewed out, very slowly, and the battle records were brushed out one by one.

  [He killed 'Capsule Man' Shinji's hallucination clone, EXP +30]

  [He killed the 'Capsule Man' Illusionary Avatar, EXP +30]

  [He killed the 'capsule man' Allen's hallucination clone, experience +30]

  …

   "Illusionary clone?"

   Illusionary clone: ​​In the virtual world of colorful lights, every touch, every addiction, and every resonance of nerve signals will produce a hallucinatory clone

  Remarks: The gap between reality and virtuality is the difference between white and dark, and the real world is eternal!

   (end of this chapter)