The plunder of the heavens begins with the Spirit Cage.

Instead, he asked seriously, "What kind of request do you have that requires our team's assistance?"

The bullet time effect just now has shown that this is a significant deal.

Lu Qianwei beckoned David, who was filled with admiration, to sit down, then turned to look at Mann.

My request wasn't particularly difficult.

All you need to do is make a phone call and introduce me to Roger, the owner of the Next Life Bar.

"You should be able to do that, right?"

The group of people were all taken aback upon hearing this.

Who is Roger?

The legendary mercenary of Night City, the owner of the Rebirth Bar, and a marginalized figure in the underworld, would find it incredibly difficult to even meet her. Yet this strange man in front of her actually asked Mann to help introduce them.

Mann frowned even more, about to refuse, when Lu Qianwei raised his hand and waved it, and several cans of ice-cold beer appeared on the table, along with several plates of exquisitely packaged fresh fruit, which was extremely rare in Night City, and a large number of familiar snacks.

The vibrant green grapes, plump apples, and brightly colored dried fruit stood out starkly in the bar filled with the smells of alcohol and prosthetic oil.

Ignoring the stares directed at him, Lu Qianwei casually tossed a pear to David, picked up an apple for himself, and said, "If you agree, this is your reward."

Hearing the crisp sound of the other person chewing fruit, Mann was completely stunned.

Is this real or fake?!

Would anyone really joke about something as precious as fruit?

Pila rubbed her still sore nose and subconsciously reached out her slender hand towards the plump red apple in front of her.

Having manipulated prosthetics for years, he has developed a lack of control over the force applied to his fingertips.

This grab was so forceful that with a crisp "plop," the tender apple was crushed by the prosthetic claw.

"Wow, this is for real!"

Pila was startled. Looking at the pieces of fruit in her palm, she subconsciously brought them to her nose and sniffed.

He had never smelled the pure, sweet fruit aroma, but he also couldn't detect the distinctive chemical additives found in synthetic foods.

In an instant, his face turned pale. It was over. It was true. Even if he sold a hundred Rebeccas, he still couldn't pay back the debt!

Pila swallowed hard and turned to look stiffly at Lu Qianwei.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, this is on me."

"Of course, you can also try it and see for yourselves."

"it is good!"

Seeing Pila's reaction, Mann, no longer concerned with maintaining his composure as captain, reached out and grabbed a grape, squeezing it gently.

The soft, smooth texture that comes through your fingertips is something that industrially synthesized plastic can never replicate.

He held it to his nose and sniffed it lightly, and sure enough, an indescribable fruity fragrance rushed into his nasal cavity.

At this moment, even he, who was used to seeing great storms, suddenly found his breathing becoming rapid.

If he gave them all the food on this whole table, he could be a millionaire by now!

Dorio, who was standing nearby, reached out and picked up a bag of dried fruit, then opened the packaging.

Qiwei picked up a can of chilled beer, pulled the tab, and the rich aroma of malt instantly filled the air.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a desire to repair the face beneath the mask.

The group took turns touching, smelling, and eating the food. Each experience sent shockwaves through Mann's team, revealing an unbelievable truth.

Everything on the table is genuine, all-natural ingredients!

In this era where companies monopolize the production of alcohol from grain as an energy source.

A single piece of all-natural food is valuable enough to drive the privileged class crazy!

In the blink of an eye, the hustle and bustle was shut out. In the most private room deep inside the Rebirth Bar, Roger savored the long-lost sweetness of the fruit with mixed feelings.

Touching the packaging with Chinese characters on it, she looked up at Lu Qianwei, her gaze no longer showing any disdain or scrutiny, but only a hint of serious inquiry.

"The east has been studying how to revive the agricultural economy, and it seems you've achieved some results."

"Forget it, huh?" Lu Qianwei shrugged.

Roger took a puff of his cigar and slowly exhaled a smoke ring. "Looks like this will be a long-term business from now on."

"If it's a long-term commitment, someone will come to formally discuss things with you later. I'm just here to sell and earn some pocket money."

Roger paused in his smoking motion, his eyes fixed on Lu Qianwei.

After a long pause, he smiled and said, "Alright, I can't swallow what you've just taken out all at once."

"If you don't mind, I can help you find a seller to sell it to."

"How about this? I'll just charge the market rate for the transaction fee."

"Whatever you want, just transfer the money to David." Lu Qianwei gestured to David, who was sitting next to him.

Roger glanced at the nervous young man and nodded.

The transaction was completed, and then the two figures suddenly disappeared.

A glint flashed in Roger's eyes as he turned to look at the shadows of the private room. A bodyguard, completely concealed in a black combat suit, slowly walked out; it was her trusted confidant planted in the shadows.

"Did you find anything?"

“No,” the bodyguard lowered his head, his tone grave. “That person’s identity information is completely blank in all the databases in Night City.”

It will take some time for things to get to the outside.

Furthermore, upon observation, there were absolutely no signs of cybernetics on the other person; they were a completely unmodified, pure human.

"Purely human..."

Roger muttered those four words repeatedly, his fingers tightening around the cigar, the turmoil in his heart no less intense than the food before him.

Around the world, except for some countries and regions within the European Community, a lifestyle of not inserting prosthetics is still maintained.

Only that old codger Saburo Arasaka still retains his physical form.

It's important to know that after several severe disasters, the Earth's air is already filled with industrial waste gas and chemical dust.

The water source is heavily polluted by the company's waste, and the food products circulating in the market are all synthetic foods mixed with industrial pigments and chemical additives. Long-term consumption is enough to slowly destroy human functions.

Add to that the ubiquitous radiation, viruses, and violent conflicts... a human with original organs could not live in such an environment.

Even residents from relatively well-off families will have basic survival prosthetics implanted from a young age in order to survive and resist harsh environments;

Even the privileged and wealthy cannot live without various biological prosthetics to maintain their health.

The fact that X can survive so healthily in this hellish environment is enough to show that the power behind him is something she can't afford to offend.

Roger took a deep breath, then finally waved his hand, deciding to ignore it.

Once all the food is sold, someone will naturally step in to cover the losses for their own profit.

She just needs to honestly act as her middleman, and she will get the information she wants in due time.

"Boss!" Outside the Laisheng Bar, the entire Mann team bowed respectfully to Lu Qianwei.

There was no other way; the money they were offered was too much. A month's work as a bodyguard was enough to cover the income from several dangerous missions.

This kind of work, which involves observing the surroundings for safety, is much safer than going on a mission.

“Okay, take me to…” Lu Qianwei opened the terminal map, glanced at it, and finally pointed in one direction.

“An abandoned iron tower near Long Beach North in Watson District.”

In his previous life, as a freeloader, what impressed him most was the weapon vehicle called "Dangerous Driving".

I remember when I arrived near the Eiffel Tower, I could take the key from a cabinet in a warehouse below and get an armored vehicle.

Besides wanting to get a vehicle to use, Lu Qianwei was actually quite curious whether this was a game world or not.

If so, then will some items actually respawn and appear in fixed locations?

Although it's 2075 now, and V-Rayon isn't in the game yet, Dangerous Driving has definitely been around for a long time.

If he hadn't forgotten the location of the sword in the stone in the wilderness, Lu Qianwei would have really wanted to try touching it.

Late at night, the group drove around several gang shootouts, following Lu Qianwei's directions to their destination.

They actually found a Type 66 armed vehicle that had been sitting in an abandoned warehouse collecting dust for a long time.

Lu Qianwei searched around in the abandoned garbage dump for a while and found not only the gun key but also a gun.

Chapter 196 Attack on the Vortex Gang

"Brother, where are we going now?" David, sitting in the passenger seat of [Dangerous Driving], was quite excited.

This is much more interesting than the Black Sunglasses Dream.

Moreover... looking at the long string of zeros on the account, he was speechless, unable to describe the bizarre experience he had today.

"Hehe, where are we going? Of course, we're going to test the weapon performance of this vehicle." Lu Qianwei said, and immediately headed towards the Vortex Gang's territory.

"Holy crap, this boss is insane!"

That direction is clearly the Vortex Gang's territory!

Pila clung to the car window, pointing in a direction with a mixture of excitement and seriousness.

The abandoned industrial area north of Watson District was originally the stronghold of the Vortex Gang.

It's full of heavily cybernetically modified individuals, each of whom could potentially become a cyber madman.

Mann looked at the armed vehicle speeding ahead, rubbed his temples in exasperation, and slammed on the gas to accelerate and give chase.

“Protect our employers. We must prevent them from being killed on Whirlpool Gang territory on day one.”

"Our team probably won't get any good jobs in Night City."

After all, everyone has earned hundreds of thousands of euros. Even if the boss makes a fool of himself, they have to cover for him!

"Maybe they want to test our abilities. We must not let our guard down. We should show the boss what we're capable of."

It's no wonder Dorio thought that way; she simply couldn't understand why a normal person would make enemies with someone without offending a gang.