Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 14 Old Wei
[Calling: Victor Victor]

"V? What brings you to mind this old codger today?"

V chuckled, "Old V, you're not old at all. I saw you watching a boxing match recording the other day, talking about going to fight one and teach the youngsters a lesson."

"Let's get down to business. Is it work-related again?"

Old Wei's voice always puts people at ease.

"Hmm." V glanced at Lin Yue, whose arm was still bleeding profusely in the passenger seat. Even though she had given the young man a blood clotting agent and made him inhale a can of [Black Lace], the effect was still not good.

"I have someone here... well, someone related to my work. This guy broke his arm, is bleeding heavily, and has a lot of festering wounds all over his back..."

V pulled the soft wire from his wrist, held the steering wheel with one hand, and inserted the wire into Lin Yue's brain-computer interface.

"The vital signs are very poor. I'll be there in half an hour. Can you perform the surgery? Please work overtime. Thank you for your hard work."

V reported the data to Lao Wei, but she wasn't entirely sure if Lin Yue would live to see that day.

Are you a client of the trauma group?

Old Wei has always been cautious. When V works at the company, he inevitably deals with clients who have experienced trauma from program ejection errors.

V was very direct: "I'm a poor guy, I could never be a member of a trauma group."

Victor gave a helpless smile. "Then let's do it. Remember to administer a clotting agent if you lose too much blood."

"Don't worry, Lao Wei, I just copied you and learned a few tricks from you."

The call ended, and V's car sped off from the intersection of Tai Ping Chau at a speed of up to 150 kilometers per hour. All along the way, the NCPD's police radios were filled with reports about the car.

The car sped past neon-lit skyscrapers, the neon lights of "Unparalleled Under Heaven" flashing across its body. V had turned this Hera EC-D I360 into an airplane on the city streets.

Watson District

Little Chinatown.

This area, located in the city of night, is now a poverty-stricken place. The scenery rushing by on the street corners, the distinctive neon signs in the distance, and the food from various food trucks... all bear the hallmarks of Xia, a country in East Asia.

The urban structure here seems to contain a strange contradiction.

There are illegal gambling dens next to the company office building, and the crowds are mixed. Office workers who can't afford to live in the area around the company square breathe the same air as the homeless.

Cheap forms of entertainment are those card tables and strip clubs.

Aside from the Tiger Claw Gang, there aren't any other prominent gangs stationed here.

Old Wei's clinic is located behind the jagged storefronts, in a basement in an alley.

V stopped the car. Misty had already received Victor's call and was standing outside the street waiting. She was yawning and looked even sleepier with her smoky makeup.

“Victor asked me to help you, V.”

“Misty, I can manage on my own… okay, thanks.” It was midnight, and although no one was around, a few homeless men were startled by the man being carried by the two women.

The bloodstains dripping along the way soaked Misty's sweater.

V was a little embarrassed.

"Put the child here."

Victor held up his prosthetic arms, which he had carefully disinfected. "Let's deal with the arm problem first."

Facing the dripping blood on the chair, Victor asked, "Who is he to you? Let me see if we should use better materials."

"Old Wei, go ahead and use it. If you run out of money, I'll have him pay you back!"

Victor shook his head. "I only allow you to buy on credit."

After saying this, Victor began to stop the bleeding and used tweezers to remove the shrapnel from Lin Yue's body. Meanwhile, Misty searched for a suitable prosthetic body in the distance. The surgery began...

Lin Yue had a dream.

In his dream, the company plaza was very clean, and he stood at the bottom, looking up at the skyscrapers that nailed ordinary people to the bottom.

So what am I, really? And why am I still alive?

Nobody told him.

"Hey! What are you daydreaming about, Lin Yue?"

Mann patted Lin Yue on the shoulder.

Rebecca had her hands in her pockets, and the expression hidden in her wide collar was not the carefree person she was known for.

Standing beside her were the other members of the cyberpunk team: Dorio, Kevy, Lucy, David Martinez…

"Hey! Amigo (bro), you look pretty energetic today!" Lin Yue turned his head, "Oh, it's you, Jack..."

The burly man with the samurai-style haircut was wearing a leather jacket, arms crossed, and there was someone standing next to him... What's going on? Was it that cyberpunk beauty?

But the mirror still broke.

Those people lay quietly on the ground, broken and fragmented, never to be pieced together again.

Only that woman, covered in wounds, knelt on one knee, staring intently at Arasaka Tower.

A man with long, silver-white hair, wearing a bulletproof vest, leaned against the woman's back, saying, "This broken world is not worth burning to ashes."

[System reload...]

[Data reading...//……]

Lin Yue's previously dark world began to brighten, and the red vital signs data reminded him that he had come back to life.

Did you make the call to the prosthetic doctor yourself?

In short, it's good that you're still alive.

Lin Yue opened his eyes and found himself lying on an operating chair, with the female company dog ​​sitting asleep in a chair next to him.

So Lin Yue tried moving his neck and looking around.

The space was small, with only a computer screen glowing with a faint blue light, a trophy next to the computer, and some miscellaneous items piled up haphazardly.

There's just a strange sense of familiarity about this place.

My hand!
Lin Yue subconsciously raised his hands and found that both hands were brand new and seemed even more flexible than before.

The palm, covered like real skin, contains a black prosthetic membrane with a silver-white square inside, and the grip is stronger than before.

"[Subcutaneous Armor], [Ballistic Co-processor]."

The sudden sound startled Lin Yue. The female company dog ​​had woken up at some point, her eyes filled with fatigue and a hint of heroism, staring intently at Lin Yue.

"Where is this?"

“Night City, Watson District.” The female corporate dog crossed her legs. “Alright, as a token of gratitude for saving my life, you can pay for Dr. Victor Victor’s prosthetic body in Little Chinatown.”

"And what I want in return is a clear explanation of why the Ghost Hound's goods were stolen."

This is...Victor? Old Victor's cybernetic shop?!

What lay before him was… Lin Yue swallowed hard…

[Character: Valerie (V)]

[Affiliation: Night City - Arasaka]

【Favourability: 0】

[Development Value: ???]

[Stage Reward: Upon encountering this character, the system undergoes a complete overhaul, and the prosthetic body is replaced and upgraded [Ballistic Coprocessor - Blue], [Subcutaneous Armor - Blue], [Titanium Skeleton - Blue], Intelligence +3, Euros...]

"Don't try to be clever. I can blow your brain out and wake you up again. Now tell me about this dogtown mess."

"Don't fucking make me use any tricks on you!"

"Company Dog - Hacker V, the pressure is immense, Lin Yue's body is stiff."

He didn't even know whether he should explain the whole story.

Military technology, Arasaka, what exactly is going on?

No, I can't just reveal my secrets.

"I need to know exactly what happened before I can say anything."

Lin Yue has suffered too many losses. Even if this person is V, he can no longer be so carefree as to reveal his secrets.

V's gaze gradually turned hostile.

Lin Yue shuddered. "No, I've only seen one Mewtwo. You have to tell me what's going on here before I know what you want, right? I swear! I'll tell you if you tell me."

V pulled a knife from his waist and kept tossing it up and catching it.

Lin Yue didn't know whether this counted as a threat.

　Read on~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)