The Creators: From Night City

"We have plenty of time. You can slowly tell me everything you have learned during this period."

There is no such thing as stage fright in Dutch's world. He picked up the cup of black tea, licked his lips, and began his story.

"Excuse me, Mr. Sabul, but to me, Saint Denis is like a gilded birdcage filled with hyenas covered in silk." Dutch first talked about his overall impression of the city, and then began to pick out important people to explain the information he learned about them.

"The first person we met was Mayor Henry Lemieux, a politician who talked about 'progress' and 'tramways' but was actually a greedy hyena who took the Bronte's dirty money, the factory owners' hard-earned money, and even the bounty on his head."

Arthur added, for the first time, "He also can't control his lower body. He dresses like a peacock in a custom-made suit all day long."

"The second person to pay attention to is the Sheriff of Saint Denis," Dutch continued.

"Lambert Duson, the guy who likes to hold up a Bible in church as a conspicuous bag during the day, but counts money at night so much that his mistress's lace stockings are snagged. He controls the police system here, including the prison where the prisoners are held. The law is meaningless in his hands. As long as he has money, he can be released for any crime."

Jiang Bing nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Angelo Bronte, Sicilian, Mafia boss and the biggest gang in town."

Dutch had a high opinion of this colleague: "He is ruthless and very difficult to deal with."

Having said this, Hosea took over the conversation and added a few words.

"He's also quite intelligent. Almost half of the orphans in the city are his contacts and informants. When Arthur first arrived, he was robbed by this group of orphan contacts."

"Madame Madeleine, a French woman, controls most of the brothels and prostitutes in the city. Her network of connections is complex and covers almost the entire city."

"There is also Leviticus Cornwall, the richest capitalist in Saint Denis. He is involved in railways, oil, shipping, and tobacco. However, because of the incident at the New Hanover refinery, he has been in a bad state recently." Hosea looked at Jiang Bing, the culprit, and seeing that the other party did not react, he continued to report other information he had recently learned.

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It can be seen that these people have put in a lot of effort recently. Dutch and Hosea were the main and deputy, and Arthur was there to help. It took them nearly half an hour to give a general idea of ​​the information they had learned.

"You have done an excellent job." Boss Jiang has his own set of incentives for his employees.

He waved to Margaret, and a suitcase was placed in front of the three of them.

"The final payment."

Hosea opened the box and, as expected, found another box of banknotes.

Jiang Bing recently upgraded the banknote printing process. In order to make it more realistic, he specially added an aging process, which makes the box of banknotes look like they are all old banknotes.

Although the three were mentally prepared, they were still very excited, especially Arthur. He tried to pick up the tea to cover up his loss of composure, but he choked on the tea and started coughing non-stop, even coughing up blood.

This made everyone present terrified.

You know, in the West in 1899, tuberculosis must have been one of the top ten causes of death, and the typical symptom of tuberculosis was coughing up blood.

The Van der Linde gang has been wandering the West for so many years and has seen too many people die from tuberculosis, so seeing Arthur behave like this, they couldn't help but have bad associations.

"Arthur!"

Hosea rushed to Arthur's side immediately.

"I suggest you stay away from him." Jiang Bingshi reminded.

"He is most likely suffering from tuberculosis, and it has reached the active stage." As a prosthetic doctor, Jiang Bing has some understanding of this very famous disease in human history.

"Damn it, Arthur, tell me this isn't true!" Dutch slammed the table and stood up angrily.

"Maybe it's just a common cold, or maybe it's because I've been too tired recently." Hosea kept looking for reasons to refute Jiang Bing's diagnosis.

Tuberculosis, also often called "consumption", is an infectious respiratory disease caused by infection with Mycobacterium tuberculosis. In 1899, there was no effective treatment for this disease and it was almost a terminal illness.

Having it is like having one foot in the coffin, which is why Dutch and Hosea reacted so violently at this moment.

"Long-term cough, hemoptysis, keratitis, accompanied by loss of appetite, weight loss, fatigue, and chest pain." Every time Jiang Bing mentioned a symptom, Arthur's originally pale face became paler.

He naturally knows his own body best.

Even though people are used to seeing life and death, very few people can immediately face up to the fact that their own death is approaching.

At least Arthur needs some time.

"But advice based on experience is not worth it." Jiang Bing suddenly spoke, interrupting the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Arthur, what's going on with you? Come back with me to the camp at Pipe Hollow for a physical examination and we'll know."

Looking at the other person's face which had turned pale, Jiang Bing tapped the table with his fingers to call back the other person's attention, and brought the other person back to life with a word.

"If it's tuberculosis, I can cure you."

In fact, Jiang Bing can not only cure tuberculosis, but even if the patient is coughing up blood due to more serious late-stage lung cancer, Jiang Bing can guarantee the effect, and even provide treatment on the same day. The patient can shoot with a gun on the same day without affecting his work.

It’s no big deal, just replace a lung and it will be over.

And if it is just tuberculosis, with Jiang Bing's current medical level, Arthur only needs to take the medicine on time for ten days or half a month, and he will be guaranteed to be back to his former vitality.

"Mr. Sabul, you are kidding!" Hosea stared at Jiang Bing's face, trying to find evidence that he was lying.

"This disease is almost as common as the common cold in the West," Jiang Bing complained.

"Four cases were discovered in the Wapiti Indian tribe alone, and during this period of time, the camp's general health checkup admitted 27 tuberculosis patients."

"These people are all working for me now, full of energy. Don't worry. I treat this disease like a cold."

Because of Boss Jiang's consistent reliability in the past, Hosea chose to believe him, and he had no choice but to believe him.

But no matter what, Arthur could not stay in Saint Denis any longer. He could only follow the caravan brought by Jiang Bingmao back to the camp in Yandouhe for subsequent proper treatment.

Although it is called the Yandouhe Camp, in fact the entire camp has been transformed from the original simple camp surrounded by wooden fences into a semi-permanent reinforced concrete defense fortress.

Chapter 287 The Black King's Apostles

Thanks to the recent influx of population from various channels, the labor force is becoming increasingly abundant, and infrastructure work radiating from Yandouhe to the south is in full swing.

A huge metallurgical plant is under construction near Dona Falls in the south of the Wapiti Indian Reservation. It will be responsible for smelting basic materials and making preliminary preparations for the production of the first generation of industrial mother machines.

The chemical industry has formed an initial scale by relying on the advanced manufacturing equipment brought by Jiang Bing's "human flesh carrying goods", and is constantly producing currently scarce materials such as medical supplies and bullet primers.

A large number of workers are working on building power networks, transportation and logistics networks.

In Jiang Bing's plan, the overall situation will give priority to the development of agriculture and light industry, and first achieve a balance in the supply of basic survival materials.

This step is not difficult.

Primitive light industry has basically no technical content. For production tools like sewing machines, Jiang Bing does not need to make them himself. The industrial machine tools from 2076 can directly help him to grow them.

Today's [anti-entropy] workers have very low demands for durable consumer goods and fast-moving consumer goods. As long as they can have enough clothes to cover their bodies, enough food to eat, access to medical care, and a place to live, plus relatively fair and generous remuneration, their loyalty and life satisfaction are basically maximized.

As for agriculture, Jiang Bing did not need to worry about it. The Chinese workers, who accounted for more than half of the total, were all skilled in farming. He only needed to implement some incentive measures such as "contracting output to households" and "unified pricing for purchases by black kings". A considerable number of them were converted to professional farmers on the spot, and said, "We have been annoyed for a long time seeing these foreigners destroying the land."

Starting from the Cumberland Forest area near Wallaceburg, large tracts of wasteland suitable for planting have been claimed by organized Chinese workers.

Although according to regulations they only have the right to use these lands for cultivation, which is equivalent to working for the landlord Jiang, it still cannot stop their enthusiasm for farming.

After all, in addition to a fixed monthly salary, these professional farmers also receive a large share of the profits from the land.

Under the stimulation of "contracting output to households", all professional farmers have the illusion that they are the masters of their own affairs, which leads to the fact that most people want to live in the fields every day.

In the vast wasteland, a simple rotary tiller designed by the "craftsman" Jiang Bing was controlled by two people and was running wildly in the field, turning the compacted ground into loose soil.

Arthur walked, looked, marveled and sighed along the way.

Labor always brings shock to people.

When we arrived at the camp, the head of the medical department, Viletta, who had received the news in advance, came on time to pick us up.

This sorceress is worthy of being a medieval elite who emerged from thousands of troops. She has a very good learning ability. In addition to her own magic system, she is also eager to learn about the prosthetic transformation and human medicine knowledge in the world of Cyberpunk 2077.

After this period of intensive study, she can now cure minor illnesses and disasters without using magic.

Jiang Bing, on the other hand, went to the recently established training ground to meet the first batch of 'Apostles' who had been transformed through the 'Promotion Plan'.

In the spacious training ground, 12 burly men lined up, waiting for the inspection of the 'Black King'.

Behind them were 12 sets of [Heat Death-1 Type] power armor neatly arranged.

Compared to his already strong body, Feiying looked even more muscular. He cut off his long hair, and through the short stubble, one could see the seams of the prosthetic body left after the transformation.

As the backbone attacker and leader of the team, Flying Eagle always leads by example.

He changed out of his traditional attire and put on a tight-fitting black combat uniform with a Swansea on the back, but his face still had some ceremonial battle patterns that were only used on important occasions in Indian customs. He looked like a primitive warrior armed with high technology.

"'Black King'!"

When they saw Jiang Bing, the expressions on everyone's faces were indescribably fanatical, and even had a hint of religious worship.

As the major integrators of Jiang Bing's current technology, these people can be regarded as the pinnacle of the standardized power that [Anti-Entropy] can currently produce.

Although the knife has been sharpened, it still needs to be tested by iron and fire.

Unfortunately, there is no fighting force in this world that can match theirs.

So Jiang Bing prepared to take them to the new world.

Expedition to another world!

By the way, collect actual combat data and further optimize the transformation plan of the 'Apostle'.

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As the birthplace of human species, Africa has always left the impression on the world of backwardness and poverty, barbarism and war.

This is undoubtedly incorrect.

But in 2008, there were still many poor and desolate areas in Africa.

Order is not stable here.

West Africa.

Not long ago, a small country experienced a coup, the president was killed, and the coup plotters dissolved the government. The United Nations immediately expressed its concern about the incident and announced the possibility of deploying peacekeeping forces to maintain order in the area.

However, local coup plotters purchased biological and chemical weapons from the black market the next day.

No one will have an easy time this time.

Kijuju Autonomous Region.

This is a pristine nature reserve full of wetlands, located on the border of West Africa.

As the only remaining protected area in West Africa, although it maintains communication with the outside world, it still retains a lot of its original appearance. Except for a few modern towns on the edge, most areas are still undeveloped. Wild beasts, poisonous insects, harsh natural conditions, roaming poachers, and criminals with ulterior motives are all over this wild land.

Not to mention that there lives an indigenous tribe here who maintains barbaric living habits - the Gudiya tribe.

Of course, some of the Dubaiya people who support modern civilization migrated from the tribe as early as the 19th century and established their own town in the Kijuju Autonomous Region.

The Kijuju Autonomous Region is like the frontier of the civilized world.

And it is.

Chris Redfield, the founder and one of the most elite agents of BSAA (Bioterrorism Defense and Assessment Alliance), and his partner Sheva Aloma have been speeding across Africa for most of the day in a military jeep.

The uneven terrain made the jeep's ride very bumpy, not to mention that the two people in the car had to be alert at all times, guarding against the "Makini" (a local African slang term meaning "devil") that might appear at any time.

Even Chris's strong body couldn't avoid showing some signs of fatigue.

"Dave, how far is it to our destination?"

"We'll be there soon. The scheduled meeting point, Lea Town, is not far ahead. The rest of Team Delta is waiting for us in the town."

Chapter 288 Biochemical Giant

"I haven't seen Josh for a long time. I wonder how he is doing recently." Xie Wa sighed.

"The captain is having a great time. He probably can't wait to see you."

"Attention, something's happening!"

Chris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, noticed the situation first.

A large number of motorcycles were abandoned on the roadside, and many "Majini" were smashed into pieces by some heavy firepower, covering the entire road.

As a person infected with the Plaka parasite, the "Makini" is a mature biochemical weapon. Due to the presence of parasites in their bodies, their vitality is extremely tenacious, even stronger than that of zombies infected with the T virus. Just a few bullets to the head are not enough to stop them from moving.

This parasite will parasitize the host's central nervous system to control the host's consciousness. Although the parasite will cause the host to lose some of their sanity, they can still retain most of their IQ and thinking ability, so that they can use tools. They will even still maintain the appearance and living habits of the infected person before his death, but the whole person has been completely controlled by the parasite, becoming cruel and bloodthirsty.

In addition, these "Makinis" can reproduce parasitic larvae on their own, and the infected people will instinctively seek out other people to infect. In a sense, they are extremely difficult biological weapons.

"Was it done by Delta Team?" Sheva expressed her opinion.

Dave pulled out his radio and frantically called out to his teammates, but no matter how he called, the radio remained silent.

This made everyone feel depressed.