The Death Knell

"Cough cough cough!"

She struggled to sit up from the bottom of the pool. The smooth pool wall made her look a little weak, but she was a 'wizard' after all, and she had the ability to flash, so naturally she would not drown in the hot spring pool.

In a flash of white light, she appeared outside the pool, pressing her towel and coughing continuously.

"It seems that you are very happy to see me?" Su Ming felt in his pocket and took out a bottle of Wilson cough syrup: "Don't be excited. Do you want to drink some of this?"

The angry girl pushed the medicine bottle away and wiped away the white hair sticking to her face. Her scarred face wrinkled:

"I'm so excited. Although I am a demon hunter, I am also a woman. How could you just break into my bathroom?"

She was not surprised at all and was almost frightened to death. After all, no one wants to see the death knell appearing in front of her as soon as she opens her eyes when she is most relaxed, looking like a ghost.

"Okay, actually there's nothing good-looking about you. You're still wrapped in a bath towel. If you were really naked, I wouldn't come in." Su Ming turned around and walked towards the door, calmly as if something was wrong. Nothing happened: "If you soak in hot springs too much, you will get a nosebleed even if you are a demon hunter. Come out, I have something to talk to you about."

After saying that, he walked out and helped close the door. Outside the door was the suite opened by Shirley. It was a Japanese-style room with soft tatami on the floor.

"Hmph! No peeking!" Xili said this, but in fact she didn't mind it. She just dried her body quickly, took out the clothes from the basket and put them on, and asked through the door: "What exactly? What happened? You usually come to me to go to other worlds, but when you can't find the way, where are you going to go today?"

"I'm going to Night City, do you want to come with me?" Going there to blow up Arasaka Tower was the established goal. Ciri probably didn't get to do this project the last time she went there by herself. After all, her combat effectiveness was still Somewhat lacking.

Against most of the people there, Xili should be able to do well, but like the Terrorist Mobile Team, whose whole body is made of military prosthetics, it would be a bit difficult to attack her in a group.

Without the ability to heal herself, bullets and explosives can still threaten her. In addition, she is not good at various hacking methods. In that kind of cyberpunk social background, it is difficult to get along.

"Oh? You want to go there to play!" Xili was happy. She quickly dried her hair and rubbed her white hair until it looked like weeds: "Then I want to go too, and I happen to have some friends over there. I haven’t seen a few friends for a while, and I don’t know how they are doing.”

In her opinion, Deathstroke must have gone there just to play. The power level of that world is far inferior to that of the Marvel universe. Nuclear weapons are the cutting-edge power of human society. In Marvel, nuclear bombs are just small toys. Iron Man can do it. Playing with it.

"I have encountered some difficulties recently, so I thought about walking around to change my mood, and maybe I can find inspiration." Deathstroke fiddled with the makeup mirror cabinet in the room. The texture of the mahogany was very good, but it was just an ordinary one. Things are different from the space storage boxes in the game.

"Okay, let's go." Xili opened the bathroom door and walked out in a hurry. She still had a damp breath on her body. She grabbed the two weapons leaning against the bed and carried them behind her back: " I'm fairly familiar with Night City, I even got a car there, I'll take you for a ride later."

Ciri used to like riding horses and running around, but after arriving on 40K Earth, she switched to drag racing. In Night City, it would be really inconvenient to go out without a car.

While she was talking, she didn't wait for Deathstroke to react. She ran over and took his arm, and then there was a flash of white light.

Speaking of it, every time she activated the space teleportation, it felt like jumping, that is, her whole body suddenly felt like she was flying into the air, her feet lifted off the ground, and a moment later she fell out of a wormhole.

Before Deathstroke could carefully appreciate the differences in transmission and look for inspiration, he was already at the place where the loud music made his eardrums buzz, and the gorgeous neon lights were spinning crazily above the dance floor.

A strong man wearing shorts, high boots, and only two belts on his upper body was pole dancing on the stage. He was head down, spinning crazily around the pole, and not forgetting to throw winks in all directions at the same time.

"It's actually the Big Bird Bar?" Su Ming looked at the girl speechlessly and hit her on the head: "I didn't expect that the place that impressed you most about Night City would be here?"

"Hehe, I just want to take you to see the original version. Didn't I also open a pirated version on 40K Earth?" Xili smiled slightly and looked at the dancing male puppet with burning eyes: "Over there in my hometown , I’ve never seen a gay guy before, isn’t it normal to be curious?”

"Don't be curious about everything." Su Ming pulled her out the door. Many people in the bar looked at him with fiery eyes. He wanted to kill them all: "Let's go. Find a place to prepare a little, have you bought a house here?"

"Real estate in Night City is not for sale, Slade." Shiri was dragged out of the bar door and breathed in the garbage air mixed with car exhaust from the outside world. The neon lights made her white hair look colorful: "Ye's Company It has full title, and then it rents the houses to people, and that's how it makes a fortune."

How can leasing be more profitable than buying and selling? The answer is very simple, it is nothing more than expanding the customer base.

There are many poor people in Night City, and people die at every turn, making it impossible for banks to lend to private individuals, which leads to a lack of purchasing power.

A decent house costs tens of millions of euros, and if no one buys it, it will sit there unused. So why not rent it out for 100,000 euros a month to increase the utilization rate of real estate?

And because the property rights are in hand, even if the person renting the house dies unexpectedly, there is no need to worry about not getting the house back. As long as there are enough people renting the house, it is possible for a house to be rented to thirty unlucky people in a month.

You should know that renting a house requires paying one month's rent and deposit in one lump sum.

"Okay, then let's rent a house and get an implant chip first to save money." Deathstroke said, his eyes were already looking at some twitching poisonous insects in the alley, obviously planning to poach them. Implants.

"I have it, don't rush to kill people yet." Xili quickly stopped him and pointed to her head: "Last time I came here, I asked a friend to get an identity. I have a legal account."

"That's easy to say, Adjutant." Su Ming put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and the tiny black tentacles penetrated into her skin and connected to her spinal nerves: "Crack the banking system here and get some money for Ciri."

"Execution is complete. Have fun."

Even Shirley could hear the adjutant's voice in her head, and then she saw that on the implanted UI interface in the upper right corner of her perspective, where the euro balance was displayed, it skyrocketed like crazy.

The adjutant transferred one billion to her from various dead accounts in one go, and no one would find out. The money was clean.