Cyberpunk: I didn't cheat.

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Chapter 51 Don't Think About Him

Mann's squad stared blankly as Vito finished reading and then fired, sending the Cyber ​​Madman on his way.

Vito turned to look at Mann's team again, and he noticed that Pila was missing. His prosthetic eye then scanned the body lying in the sewage.

The corpse's hands were very long, clearly modified; Pira was dead.

This was the first time Vito had seen a good person he knew die in front of him. Although he and Pira had only met a few times, he could sense that Pira was not a bad person.

David often talks to himself about the team. Pila is the team's cheerful person and technical expert. Both siblings have kind hearts.

He couldn't reveal that he was the Blockhead to Mann's team, but he also couldn't just stand by and watch Pira's body lie in the filth.

Vito's Eastern soul led him to realize that when a friend passed away, he had to lend a hand with the funeral arrangements.

He walked to Pira's headless body and dragged Pira out of the stinking puddle.

Mann's squad reacted quickly and rushed toward Pira's body.

"Thank you."

Mann thanked the cube-shaped man.

Vito nodded and then left.

Qiwei stared thoughtfully at the square-headed man's retreating figure.

Finally, Mann's team collected Pira's body and disappeared into the shadows of Night City.

……

Vito returned to the H10 apartment building and left three hundred euros in cash in his car, which reeked of urine. After all, Vito felt rather embarrassed about making such a mess of someone else's car.

Vito took a shower after returning home and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Jack called Vito.

"Hey, Vito, are you up yet?"

Vito struggled to open his eyelids and replied.

"What do you think? What's the matter so early in the morning?"

Jack hesitated.

"It's nothing, there's just something I feel I need to tell you."

Seeing Jack's hesitant manner, Vito asked.

"You're not going to crash my car, are you?"

Jack shook his head.

"No, hey! Do you remember the girl we rescued from that sunglasses dream factory? The one I sent back!"

Vito thought for a moment and nodded.

"Do you remember, is she feeling better? I remember she had many wounds."

Jack was silent for a few seconds, then sighed.

“She’s dead. It was suicide, right in her own home. Her neighbor called the police. Misty and I met her neighbor last night, and the old lady told us that.”

Vito was silent for a few seconds, then let out a long sigh.

"I wish you were telling me that you hit my car!"

Tragedy unfolds in Night City every day, and what's most tragic is that these tragedies seem to take on new forms every now and then.

Is it beautiful? Of course it is. The neon lights of the skyscrapers in Heywood, Westbrook, and the city center have often replaced the stars in people's minds.

Does it stink? Absolutely. Every day, the stench that seems to come out of nowhere is enough to make you faint. You can only relieve the strange smell by lighting a cigarette.

Is it a city of death? Yes, if there isn't bloodshed and a lot of deaths every day, then aliens must have landed. The daily death toll is already staggering, but that doesn't even include the deaths that weren't reported. Some people die and nobody even knows.

Is it a city of hope? Yes, Night City is an ideal place in the hearts of many. It is full of opportunities and has its own set of rules. Many people who love Night City often say, "In Night City, you have to..."

Vito lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

He realized with a clear understanding that the thugs and street cleaners on the streets could not be eliminated. If the city was not changed, all sorts of gangs and even more despicable street cleaners would continue to emerge.

beep~ beep~

It was David calling.

Vito answered the phone and saw that David looked terrible.

"Hey David, what's up?"

David paused, then forced out the words through his teeth, his voice choked with emotion.

“Pira is dead.”

Vito could tell that David was trying his best to hold back his grief, and he wanted to find someone to confide in.

"I'm so sorry. How did he pass away?"

“A cyber madman fired a shot into his head. No reason, no motive, no grudge. He just went mad. But that’s how Pila was killed.”

Although he already knew that Pira was dead, Vito couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity upon hearing the cause of his death, and the ridiculous state of the world.

A person dies just like that, regardless of personal grudges, money, or reputation; it's simply that one person killed another, and for the person who becomes the murderer, killing someone is as insignificant as taking a piss.

"Was his body transmitted?"

"Tonight, Rebecca and Kevy have already had their urns prepared, and Dorio has bought an urn at the cemetery."

Vito paused after listening.

"May I attend the farewell ceremony?"

David nodded.

“I think Mann and Rebecca would be happy for you to come.”

"Okay, see you tonight."

Farewell ceremonies in Night City aren't as elaborate, because a person may leave this world for various reasons or accidents, but the living will always do their best to preserve the last bit of dignity for the deceased.

Mann's team placed Pila's urn into the ossuary. After the ceremony, a projected message appeared on the wall that belonged to Pila.

You are my family, my comrade-in-arms, a part of my life.

—Pira

Coincidentally, Vito saw the niche of the girl he had saved next to Pira's niche; he had only learned her name that morning.

When you are in hell, death may be the only escape.

—Apollonia

……

While some grieved over misfortune, others in the city actively sought it out.

"Stop, stop, stop! You're fucking fake! You're a blockhead! Not a thug! Hold your hands tighter! Damn it, no audience will buy into this kind of Super Dream!"

After Jotaro Seiho's "Cube Head" series became a huge hit, many people started making pirated versions, such as the pirated version of Dreamy Black. It sounds rather ironic.

A few young men wanted to take a risky approach: they would impersonate the Cube-headed gangster and film some Super Dreams at small gang hideouts. As long as they didn't die, they could make a fortune.

The unfortunate guy dressed as a blockhead kept inhaling glitter to numb himself, while his companion handed him an Overture revolver.

"Listen, this gun's shape has been modified to look almost like a blockhead. When you go in, you'll start shooting. Kill as many as you can. It has to be exciting, understand?"

The fake cube took another deep drag on the glitter.

"There aren't many people inside, are there? I can't be the one to take a bullet!"

His companion snatched the fake cube head from Sparkle and shoved him.

"Don't worry, I've checked. There are definitely no more than five Tiger Claw Gang members inside. Let's hurry up and attack!"

The fake cube-headed man gripped the gun tightly in his hand, then opened the gate to the stronghold and rushed inside.

Then he was dumbfounded; it wasn't the Tiger Claw Gang inside, but a team of Arasaka agents.

Ta-da!

An agent fired a three-round burst from an HGSH18 rifle, and the fake cube-headed man's life ended there.

Chapter 52 She

After attending the funeral, Vito drove with a heavy heart. He was in a bad state, torn by conflicting emotions.

When he plugged his personal connection into the operating chair to perform his prosthetic surgery, he felt as if he were slowly erasing the part of himself that made him human.

When he kills using his cybernetic body, he feels as if he has created a powerful force with his own hands.

He needs to kill to relieve his anxiety about the many machines implanted in his body, and he needs stimulation to stop his brain from thinking about whether he is still human.

Before they knew it, Vito's car had arrived at the Liz Bar.

Vito hasn't been to Lizzie since arriving in Night City, even though he's heard that Mewtwo there is amazing.

He walked to the door of Liz's house, where Rita Wheeler, a member of the Morgan gang, was standing holding a baseball bat.

"Oh? Vito the God of Wealth? Welcome to Liz. You've made me a lot of money. Come on in. Liz's Mewtwo is the best. Oh, by the way, you know the rules, right?"

Vito gave a casual reply.

"I know, don't touch it yet, click first and then look."

Rita Wheeler nodded.

"That's just how we are. Have fun!"

After Vito went inside, he sat at the bar for a while, intending to ask if Li Ying was there.

"What would you like to drink?"

"I asked the bartender, Matteo."

Vito thought about it. When he was with Jack, Jack always drank tequila or vodka. Perhaps it was time to change things up.

"A glass of gin on the ice, please."

Matteo pushed a glass of gin with lemon and ice toward Vito.

"Call me if you need anything."

Just as Vito was about to ask if Li Ying was there, someone sat down next to him.

"Vito?"

Vito turned around and saw a familiar face from the game, Evelyn Parker, who had blue hair and was much prettier than in the game.

Am I that famous?

Evelyn smiled gently and said.

"You're even more popular in Night City than Dream Star lately. They all call you 'Stopwatch' because they say your accuracy is terrifying."

Vito curled his lip. Night City hicks just pick some rubbish names. Stopwatch doesn't even sound as good as Punisher. It sounds like a accelerator seller.

"Precision and efficiency are the hallmarks of my team."

Evelyn was very pleased with Vito's confidence.

"I want to find a reliable person to do the work, without any middlemen, and the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Vito glanced at the calendar subconsciously. It wasn't even 2077 yet. How come Evelyn had come looking for him?

Vito was very curious.