Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past.

"Hi everybody."

She stretched out her hand straight, and skillfully greeted the seemingly endless black tide in her field of vision.

Like an old friend who has known each other for a long time.

But the pitch-black nothingness paid no attention to her, and just dragged her still sober consciousness down to the direction of the bottomless abyss.

She sighed, spread her limbs, let the powerlessness envelop her whole body, and sank down little by little.

"If only there was a cigarette..." She scratched her loose hair and closed her eyes gently.

She still remembers the emotions she felt when her consciousness first entered this dead abyss - panic, anxiety and even a little curiosity.

Now, having experienced it countless times, she is already familiar with this short journey of darkness.

It's hard to come up with some fresh emotions.

More of a feeling of boredom throughout.

Thoughts were flying wildly, but what finally appeared in her mind was the clear face of the person she loved the most.

"The chip is working..."

Touching the back of her itchy head, she was talking to herself.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and that face also dissipated into a traceless cloud, hiding in the bottom of my heart.

In the end, the whole person curled up into a silent blank.

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"Hello hello! Good afternoon everyone! I am your super cute (Streaming-chan) live broadcast sauce! As always, I will provide you with a 24-hour live broadcast of life and adventure throughout the year!"

The girl with wheat-colored skin fiddled with the cameras on the top of her head and on her backpack, adjusting the appropriate angle, while saying hello to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Main package, main package, why is there an extra word 'super' in the opening remarks this afternoon? It seems that there is old man Mi outside..." The live broadcast sauce read the barrage quickly across the screen of the mobile phone, and the corners of the mouth were filled with upward arcs , "Huh! Seriously, everyone, the live broadcast sauce speaks in a correct way, don't steal other anchors' stalks, it's the anchor, not the 'main package'!"

"Also... the advanced users of the live broadcast room are my favorite old man Mi, the life of the live broadcast sauce depends entirely on you! Now it's time to insert an advertisement!..."

"Shower and private videos are only available to premium users...only 99.99€ a month! Become a premium user now!"

As usual, the live broadcast sauce proficiently read the oral broadcast.

The number in the upper left corner of the phone screen is also growing rapidly.

"What are you doing this afternoon, I just fell asleep while watching the live broadcast in the morning and noon. If this continues, I'm going to find another woman... Don't! Mr. 'I can't figure it out', please don't go? This afternoon's live broadcast Jiang is going to take everyone to a very exciting place, can anyone guess it?"

The live broadcast sauce pointed the camera on the backpack at himself.

Different from what she wore in the morning, she listened to the opinions of the audience in the live broadcast room and changed into a tight leather jacket with a white plush shawl that is both thermal and stylish.

"Dangdang!" Humming the popular music in his mouth, his body swayed wildly with the rhythm, "Anyone guess it? Hey! Thank you Mr. 'Mindless' for the one-year premium subscription! No Wrong, it’s the clubhouse! And... it’s one of the most famous clubhouses in Night City——Genting!”

Live Streaming Sauce wiped the sweat from his forehead, brought the small microphone pinned to his collar to his mouth, and panted slightly.

"Why does the live broadcast sauce go to Genting to work? I will definitely cover it for one year... Thanks to the one-year premium user of 'Yecheng Tanhualang' who renewed the subscription...Eh? If the live broadcast sauce goes to work there, will Tanhua brother only pay him for one year? After that Is it okay to be robbed by others?"

"It doesn't matter... mere live broadcast sauce... one year is enough to play... um..." Live broadcast sauce pouted, feeling a little bored, "It's too much! Live broadcast sauce is not a plaything!"

A large number of "live broadcast sauce loves you!" popped up again, and instantly washed away the excessive speech without a trace.

"Humph! Thank you for everyone's love in the live broadcast room (°з°)-! Now, if you become a premium user, you can watch the host's bathing and private room videos! It only costs 99.99 euros a month!"

Fiddled with the hair that was a little messy due to dancing, and double-checked that the equipment was complete, the live broadcast sauce clutched the phone, and walked out of the house with her head held high.

"Anchor, be careful not to reveal your address, or you may become a staff member of Genting tonight...Thank you Mr. Doll Hunter for the barrage...Thank you brother for reminding, but Yunding is not so easy to enter, like With a beauty like Live Stream Sauce, you can only go to low-end clubs at most..."

"Live sauce is the best! I love you
((c)!"

"Come on, live broadcast sauce (_)! You are the best!"

Unsurprisingly, the screen of the mobile phone was filled with comforting words from everyone.

Live broadcast sauce smiled, tightened the collar of his coat, and carefully avoided the biting cold wind that passed by.

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The chip slowly stopped functioning.

Before the annoying bell rang, she jumped out of bed reflexively, nearly hitting her head against the wall.

After simply inspecting his body, it was no surprise that he found many fresh scars on his body.

"Automatic_Love, Evelyn Parker, a popular anchor will come to interview you in the afternoon, remember to pack your body and don't embarrass Genting."

A mechanical male voice sounded in her ears.

Evelyn responded in a low voice, picked up the clothes from the floor, and limped towards the bathroom.

The steaming mist blurred the vision and moistened the eyes.

Stretching to open her sore legs and cleaning them carefully, Evelyn held her head up, silently watching the splashes of water falling from above her head drop by drop, and finally turned into a pile of detritus that no one cares about, flowing into the hollowed-out openings on the soles of her feet. In the end of the bottomless stench.

The cleaning time allowed was only a few minutes, and there was no room for Evelyn's sentimentality.

After turning off the shower head, she stepped out of the shower, and lightly pressed the scar on her chest in front of the large mirror in the bathroom.

Fortunately, among the clothes I brought today is a turtleneck sweater, so that I can keep the last trace of my ridiculous decency in front of the camera.

Evelyn thought bitterly, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly in front of herself in the mirror. That flawless smile seemed much more miserable than crying.

"Ding Ding Ding!" The bell was already urging.

She took the dirty clothes and ran out of the working room in a hurry, and went to the small room where she rested, and quickly changed the clothes beside her precious wardrobe.

Stepping on slender high heels with red bottoms, a high-necked blue sweater wrapped around the upper body, wearing a pair of black jeans and a red leather jacket.

Although it is not a trend, it will not make Genting lose face.

Evelyn nodded slightly at the narrow mirror in the room.

The only thing she is confident about now is this empty skin.

Following the instructions from above, Evelyn hurried to the agreed place.

Hope all goes well, she whispered to herself.