The Creators: From Night City

There were also several street sweeper vehicles parked outside, which contained part of theirs.

Jiang Bing was skilled in gouging out eyes, chopping off hands, and tearing out hearts and lungs.

What he didn't expect was that the large number of scavengers contributed too many prosthetic bodies, and the incubator he brought could not hold them all.

Fortunately, as a scavenger's nest that helps people dig out prosthetics all day long, incubators for preserving fragile prosthetics are essential, and there are a lot of them.

The original soup is made into the original food.

Since these scavengers have been entrenched here for a long time, basically no one comes to the repair shop. In addition, 42 has done a very good job of keeping secrets and cut off their signals before the battle, leaving the group with plenty of time to search.

So this time everyone really dug deep into the ground. Even the Zeta Technology cameras installed in the repair shop were taken down, and the hacker chairs connected to Raven Micro Cyber ​​Technology and a number of host monitors from Microelectronics Technology were installed.

Not to mention that the "slippery guy" also stripped all the wearable clothes from the scavengers' bodies and filled the carriages that originally belonged to the scavengers with clothes before he stopped.

Several cars were divided into several teams and blended into the traffic of Night City in a low-key manner.

The "slippery" ones would deliver the car and its contents to Jiang Bing's Base No. 6, located just north of the Sunset Hotel, and then take their share back to their own territory.

Base No. 6 is an abandoned collapsed tunnel with a huge space inside. Due to its remote location, almost no one goes there.

This time we harvested a lot, and there is no place else to put it all. Only Base No. 6 is suitable.

This is also the base Jiang Bing reserved for the "Gate Project".

With these trophies, especially this Centaur armor, it should be very easy to collect the badges required for redemption.

After Jiang Bing had finished preparing, he would stay at Base No. 6 for a while, building a basic defense system while completing the construction of the "gate".

The convoy was inconspicuous in the bustling traffic of Night City.

Jiang Bing and David drove the most important [Power] and the basically intact Centaur armor at the end of the team, acting as a deterrent with force.

This is mainly done to guard against the possibility of being robbed by people with knives on the way out of the city.

Chapter 20 Mann Team

Late at night, the duo returned to Coronado Ranch and drove just around the corner.

The car lights illuminated two figures, one big and one small, standing in front of Jiang Bing's garage door.

Gloria held Haley's hand and stared at the windshield with an expressionless face.

Jiang Bing turned his head and looked at David, who was stiff all over.

'It looks like someone is going to be unlucky today.'

David got out of the passenger seat and was about to open his mouth to explain when Mrs. Martinez came up and grabbed his ear.

David, who was fast enough to dodge bullets, was now like a quail covering its face, moving slowly and with a shy look on his face.

Mrs. Martinez held David's ear with one hand and pulled open his collar with the other, looking at the metal centipede nailed to his spine with anticipation.

Her pretty face was now frowning, her hands raised high, but when they fell on David's back, they involuntarily turned into gentle caresses.

With anger welling up in her chest, the first thing Mrs. Martinez said was, "Does it hurt?"

David tried to get away with it by making jokes, but Mrs. Martinez grabbed his neck and dragged him home.

Jiang Bing leaned against the car, watching the scene quietly.

The next morning, Mrs. Martinez, with swollen eyes, knocked on Jiang Bing's door.

Seeing that Gloria's expression no longer had the resentment from yesterday, Jiang Bing asked.

"It seems the family conflict has been resolved."

The mother of a carefree son sighed and said nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.

She brought other news.

"Boss, you may not know that the Sian Westin on David's back was taken from a cybernetic lunatic who was causing trouble in the company square before the accident."

"Actually, I know." Jiang Bing thought to himself.

"Um, so what?"

"Before the accident, I sold it to a marginal walker. Although the goods were not delivered, the other party had already transferred the money to me."

Jiang Bing, who understood this, agreed and said, "Then why not just return the money to him?"

Mrs. Martinez sighed. "That's the problem. He doesn't want money, he just wants the goods."

"Do you want me to help you get rid of this?" Jiang Bing asked.

"That's not necessary. I've worked with Mann many times, and he's always taken care of me. I'm wondering if you have any channels to get another Sian Westin. I'd pay for it, too."

Jiang Bing thought to himself: "You've found the right person. I have more than one."

The Swanwestin contributed by the scavengers almost filled up a medium-sized storage box.

Gloria's plan is indeed feasible, but when thinking about the next plan, Jiang Bing suddenly had an idea.

"Is this Mann you're talking about a lone wolf or does he have his own team?"

"Ah?" Mrs. Martinez was a little confused when faced with Jiang Bing's question.

But after realizing what was going on, he didn't know why Jiang Bing asked that, but he still told the truth: "It's a well-organized Edgewalker team, and Mann is the captain."

Jiang Bing pretended to be thoughtful and nodded, "How is he?"

Gloria, who heard some hidden meaning in her boss's words, quickly recalled her interactions with Mann and his team members.

Finally, he replied, "In the Edgewalker industry, their combat effectiveness isn't top-tier, but they're well-staffed. Mann himself has a good reputation, so he's trustworthy."

After receiving a positive response, Jiang Bing said, "I have Sian Westin in stock right now."

"You, the middleman, have been idle for so long. It's time to get back to work. Make an appointment with him. It would be best if he brings his team members over."

"I have a job for them."

Two Villefort Curtis V5000 Courages, one in front and one behind, were weaving in and out of traffic heading to Coronado Ranch.

In the car in front, Mann, who was sitting in the passenger seat, tried to shrink his neck. His body, which was much stronger than that of an ordinary person, made the space inside the car seem very cramped.

"Ahahaha! If you ask me, we should just take that truck we took last time. Now we're all packed in like a hamburger."

In the back seat was a bearded man with unusually long arms, who was dancing and complaining incessantly.

It wasn't until a short but plump loli with twin pigtails next to him elbowed him hard, and then, not satisfied, elbowed him several more times, that he finally calmed down.

"Brother! Be quiet, you're about to flip the car over."

"Okay, okay, Rebecca, you violent person."

"Pyrrha, do you want to die?!"

Ignoring the two people arguing in the back seat, Mann turned to Dolio, who was driving, and asked, "Do you think the commission Gloria mentioned in the communication is reliable?"

Dolio, slightly smaller than Mann but equally strong and rugged, replied, "Based on all the times we've dealt with him in the past, he's very credible. Mann, you know all this, otherwise we wouldn't be in this car."

As he spoke, he had a female voice despite his masculine appearance.

"I just find it hard to believe that not long ago he was just a scavenger, stripping prosthetics from corpses, and now, in the blink of an eye, he's become a middleman."

Dolio smiled softly, "This is Night City, anything is possible."

"I think she must have found a powerful backer behind her, but I don't know which connection she has."

Dolio was calm: "Why don't we just go and take a look? We'll meet up eventually, and our things are still with her."

Mann squeezed his deformed yet enormous prosthetic left hand, making a series of metallic crackling sounds. He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he uttered a dull, "Hmm~"

Santo Domingo, Coronado Farm, at the entrance of the alley outside Jiang Binghei's clinic.

All the members of Mann's team got out of the car. A woman wearing a metal mask got out of the car behind and walked forward first, with a gleam in her eyes.

Mann asked, "Did you find anything?"

"That's it. The person is in the black clinic at the end of the alley. The clinic is armed with two normal-style defense turrets. It looks like there's no ambush." ​​The hacker named Qiwei replied, her voice sounding a little muffled through the metal mask covering her mouth and nose.

"Well, to be on the safe side, you, Dolio, and Falco will stay outside so you can provide support at any time. Pyrrha, Rebecca, and Lucy will go in to meet the client."

Mann tightened his sunglasses. "Let's see what the big deal Gloria mentioned in her text message is about, and why the whole team must be present."

A group of edge walkers, equipped with a large number of combat prostheses and carrying guns and cannons, caused a commotion among the many patients queuing at the door of the clinic.

When everyone saw this, they thought that the colleague had hired the marginal walker to deal with Jiang Bing, the industry ecology destroyer who repaired the clinic quickly and efficiently at a low price, and the king of the black clinic industry.

Although everyone was filled with regret that they could no longer enjoy such high-quality and low-cost medical care, no one stood up to make an impassioned speech and appeal to their emotions and reason.

This is Night City, and everyone is just running for their lives.

Standing in front of the door, at Mann's nod, Lucy, dressed in a hacker's heat-dissipating holey suit, stood out. Because of the need for heat dissipation, the exposed prosthetic skin made her look very sexy.

Lucy's prosthetic eye flashed, and the door of the clinic opened neatly in front of everyone.

Mann's team filed in.

The patients sitting on the benches in the waiting area at the door noticed the newcomers and began to run away from the door with their backs bent, fearing that this place would become a battlefield with gunfire and bullets flying in the next second.

Except for the unlucky guy lying on the operating table who wanted to run but couldn't move.

"Quiet, it will be fine soon." Jiang Bing ignored the Mann team's intimidation and placed one hand on the patient's chest, suppressing the patient who was so anxious that he was about to drop his pearls.

At the same time, his other hand methodically installed the prosthetic shell, completing the finishing touches before letting go, allowing the frightened unfortunate man to stand up and run for the door in a panic.

"Be careful, I can't scan any prosthetic feedback on this man."

Lucy's warning in the team voice made everyone present alert.

As seasoned edgewalkers, they both understood that there were only two explanations for this situation.

Either the other party is equipped with extremely powerful information interference components and epidermal modifications, which can autonomously block all external signals. This kind of prosthesis is basically specially equipped for agents of large companies and special team scouts to meet their covert needs for stealth operations. The edge walkers who can afford this set of things are, in a sense, more terrifying than the above two.

The other is that the person dressed as a cyborg doctor is not equipped with any prosthetics.

But the possibility of this situation is so small that it is basically not included in the answer.

Under the watchful eyes of four nervous edge walkers, Jiang Bing arranged the surgical instruments.

"Mann?"

Mann nodded grimly in response.

"You just barged in like that and scared away all my customers."

It was just a simple question, but the atmosphere in the clinic became inexplicably heavy.

The air seemed to become sticky, squeezing towards the four people from all directions, making them hold their breath involuntarily.

In fact, as a marginal walker who is surrounded by danger all day long, he occasionally has an advance understanding of certain dangers during battle, but it is often just a flash of inspiration, weak and vague.

Like today, the sense of danger came in waves like an invisible tide. It was the first time that everyone had encountered such a clear and accurate situation.

This indescribable and intangible aura was almost like a loudspeaker announcing in front of everyone that the harmless-looking, kind-looking cyborg doctor in front of them was a tough guy they couldn't afford to offend.

The aura emitted by high-level beings can really affect the material world, although with Jiang Bing's current status, he can only simply influence people's perception.

Even the most cautious Pila lost his impulsiveness at this moment. He swallowed his saliva and touched the gun behind him.

"I'm sorry." A weak apology came from the mouth of Rebecca, the legal loli who was the shortest and therefore had the weakest presence.

Seeing that his show of force had achieved its effect, Jiang Bing took this opportunity to reduce his focus on the four people.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, I accept your apology."

Jiang Bing turned and walked towards the lounge behind the black clinic, motioning for others to follow him.

"There are so many adults, but they are not as sensible as a little kid."

Rebecca gritted her teeth and was about to jump up to retort, but was held down by Pyrrha.

In the lounge, Gloria was asking David to clean up the place. When she saw Mann being led in by Jiang Bing, she hurried forward to greet him.

David, however, was holding a bunch of medical equipment and staring blankly at Lucy, who was among the newcomers, standing there in a daze.

"Lucy." David suddenly had a silly smile on his face.

"Long time no see, why are you here?"

The smell is too strong!

Jiang Bing jokingly said, "Night City doesn't allow unlicensed dog ownership."