Cyberpunk: I didn't cheat.

While birds were flitting about in the East, Vito was at home researching the Cyber ​​Madman virus.

This thing, though called a virus, is actually a way to achieve the ultimate use of prosthetics through micro-extra-limits.

"What does this have to do with cyberpsychosis?"

Vito muttered to himself, "In Cyberpunk 2077, cyberpsychosis seems to be curable. It should be a psychological illness that is more serious than a physical one, but the methods used by those psychiatrists are rather horrifying."

[27: This person was activated with the Mantis Knife and suffered cyberpsychosis, killing 7 people. He fought against the Terrorist Mobile Unit once. Family situation: Attachment 1. Behavioral status assessment: Attachment 2. Material level: B]

As Vito reviewed the information, he discovered that these people all had one thing in common: they were ordinary people from the bottom rungs of Night City, and they all lived precarious lives, constantly at risk of being killed at any moment.

[34: This person has installed military-grade S.A.W.S ...

Vito then saw David's information. Only the family section had attachments. After clicking on it, one sentence caught Vito's attention.

[This person's family economic situation is D-, interpersonal relationships are D-, and kinship is A+. Note: Their family circumstances may be the reason for their high tolerance to prosthetics.]

"So, growing up in a normal social environment results in a larger prosthetic body capacity?"

Vito analyzed carefully. Although David's family's financial situation wasn't great, compared to others who were on the verge of ruin, they were considered a happy family. Gloria loved him very much.

Vito suddenly thought of himself.

He grew up in a completely stable environment in his previous life, and the biggest thing he encountered was a drunken brawl. He had also played the game Cyberpunk 2077, so he wasn't that resistant to the idea of ​​getting a prosthetic body.

Now, he has come to Night City, where he witnesses dismemberment, street gunfights, gutting, excessive use of Flash, a perverted Mewtwo, and kidnapping and extortion every day.

Under the influence of his environment, he began to feel numb and anxious. He used the methods he knew to improve his strength. He didn't mind putting some prosthetics on himself. Even when he was performing surgery on himself, he was used to cutting open his own flesh.

Habits are the most terrifying thing. Vito is being assimilated by Night City. Although the company cannot break his values ​​for the time being, the Darwinian law of the survival of the fittest is fueling Vito's anxiety.

His understanding is inherently opposed to corporate colonialism. Companies like Arasaka, Military Technology, and Zeta grind the flesh and blood of Night City's underclass into nutrients for corporate growth, and use the bones of Night City's underclass as firewood to fuel their progress.

These companies are so greedy that they keep creating slums, isolating the poor like in concentration camps, just to carefully select the most brainwashed soldiers and the most readily available experimental subjects.

If Vito had never seen what a corporate-free colonial city was like, he could have easily lived a comfortable life in Night City by his craft without a prosthetic body.

But having seen and witnessed the light, he could no longer ignore the darkness.

Night City is paradise only for those who travel to the Warhammer 40000 world.

Vito had long noticed that he had changed and become somewhat strange, but he gradually realized that it wasn't a problem with his prosthetic body, but rather a psychological one.

Turn off the computer.

Vito lit a cigarette, temporarily warding off Night City's invasion of him.

"So, what exactly is a prosthetic capacity chip, and why does it increase the upper limit of prosthetic capacity?"

Vito prepared to continue collecting materials in order to manufacture the prosthetic capacity chip, even the lowest grade chip.

……

Meanwhile, Kim Yeon had already met the person who supposedly could take her home.

His face was young but not particularly striking; what was most captivating about him were his blue eyes.

"You did a great job, Kim Yeon. Welcome back to us. With you joining us, we will be even stronger."

But Jin Yan looked wary. She had already changed her appearance again and disguised herself as a homeless person on the street. She was huddled next to a hot air well, and no one recognized her.

How did you find me?

The blue-eyed man smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a hovercar stopped in front of them.

"Let's chat in the car. Let me introduce myself. My name is Scarporo."

Seeing Kim Yeon's wary expression, Scaplow added a sentence to reassure her.

"This is a hovercar from the Night Corporation. No one will notice it. We'll be at our destination in just a few minutes."

Jin Yan quickly calculated her escape route in her mind.

"I won't go with you unless you tell me how you found me."

Scapullo dropped his earlier politeness.

"We know everything, we are all-knowing, we know who you are, and we know where you are."

Kim Yeon nodded and made a move to get into the car, while Scapullo nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, Jin Yan sped past the hovercar without getting on. Scapolo was about to stop her, but an electric arc suddenly appeared on the surface of the hovercar, dragging Scapolo to the spot.

By the time Scapolo recovered, Kim Yeon had already disappeared into the streets of Night City.

Scapullo stared gloomily in the direction where Kim Yeon had disappeared.

"You really think you're some kind of mythical bird? Humph!"

Scapullo did not use any communication devices or means; to onlookers, it appeared as if he were talking to thin air.

"Zhu Ai ran away. She doesn't seem interested in going home. Is it worth using our resources to help her?"

Scapullo's eyes briefly flashed with a blurry image, then a voice sounded in his brain-computer interface.

"She will join us; she's just being a little willful right now because of her heightened sense of self."

"Okay, if I continue to pursue this, it might attract the attention of Night City Corporation and the mercenaries."

"It's alright, she's been under our surveillance since birth."

Scapullo couldn't help but scoff at those words.

"Oh? Let's hope so. The spark that we were so confident about creating went out of control as soon as it appeared and then disappeared. If it weren't for it, our plan wouldn't have been so slow."

"No need to complain, our plan will succeed. The Dream Project is about to be implemented, and Zhu Yi is a key part of it."

Just as the people of Night City were discussing their wicked plans.

Kim Yeon attracted the attention of several Arasaka agents. At this moment, Kim Yeon could no longer care about patiently pretending and ran quickly across the street.

Agent Arasaka saw a homeless man walking briskly and immediately followed him.

Kim Yeon knew she had been exposed, but she also knew that she still had leverage if she fell into the company's hands, while she would lose everything if she got involved with those blue-eyed people.

She moved through the dark alley, trying her best to evade the search by Arasaka agents, but just as she was about to leave the alley, two Arasaka agents pointed their guns at her.

Jin Yan's eyes narrowed, a flash of red light appeared, and the smart weapons of the two agents were hacked. They were then frozen in place by the hacking program that Jin Yan released to hinder their actions.

When the agents who were flanking them arrived at the alley entrance, the grenades carried by the two agents were detonated by a hacking program.

Boom!

Kim Yeon disappeared once again into the shadows of Night City.