The Creators: From Night City

【David: Rebecca, where are you? 】

[Rebecca: Ecological sandbox here.]

David: I'm watching the deer. I'm done. Let's meet at the storage room door.

Rebecca could only say goodbye to the deer reluctantly and head to the storage room.

David squatted at the door of the storage room with a tired look. When he saw Rebecca arrive, he stood up and opened the door.

"By the way, Rebecca, did you know that this cabinet is full of venison?"

David's words made Rebecca freeze. It was hard for her to reconcile the scene just now with the freezer full of meat.

"Although the boss spent a lot of money to buy a biotechnology ecological sandbox, deer have been dying one after another these days."

Thinking of the balance in her account, Rebecca quickly adjusted her mindset.

Deer are cute, but they are also valuable.

Compared to the very cute deer, the euro is more practical.

Rebecca, who has been struggling on the poverty line for twenty years, is very practical.

"Then add more of them, and you can add less of the others."

While the two were busy weighing and packing, David pretended to ask casually, "By the way, Rebecca, have you seen Lucy recently?"

Rebecca smiled knowingly.

"Why, you two are no longer in touch?"

"Isn't it Qiwei's turn to guard the base network these two weeks?" David explained.

"If you want to see her, go find her," Rebecca advised.

"I heard from Mann that she seems to be hiding from someone recently. She hasn't been active much, even less online, so she must be staying at home."

David nodded to indicate that he understood.

Soon, Rebecca's small trailer was filled with incubators with the [Anti-Entropy] logo.

David left first to report the warehouse data to Gloria, while Rebecca took the time to say goodbye to Haley.

She's returning to Night City to expand her organic meat business.

Falco didn't stay long after delivering the things and went back early, so this time it was David who drove Rebecca back to Night City.

After practicing diligently for a period of time, David was finally able to drive normally and cooperate with Swanwestin. If he really needed to race, he could do it.

David's car is a 24-year-old Tianqiong Hera EC-D I360. The quality of this model of car is ridiculously high. Until 76, it could still be often seen on the streets.

After sending Rebecca back to North Long Beach, David crossed Martin Street along the highway, turned left at the end of the street, turned onto the elevated road from the super skyscraper H9, and drove south to the Little Chinatown district.

Sitting in the car, looking at H9, which looks no different from H4 where he lived before, David couldn't help feeling a little bit like he was in another world.

But compared to the previous unsteady days, David twisted his body, feeling the slight friction between the Swanwestan on his back and his clothes, and still felt that his life now was much more stable.

Strength always brings people a sense of security.

Passing the super skyscraper H10 and crossing Constitution Square, the car got off the elevated road at Ellison Street and turned left into a busy ground parking lot.

'Afterlife'

The place that all Night City edgewalkers want to enter, the underground heart of Night City.

However, this time David did not come here as a marginal walker.

His current identity is a 'delivery boy'.

Wearing his signature yellow Edgewalker jacket, David took the package he was going to deliver from the trunk of his car, locked the car, and walked towards the entrance of the Afterlife nightclub.

Because the "Afterlife" nightclub was originally a morgue, its entire building is underground.

David walked through the graffiti-covered gate, passed through the low and narrow corridor, and turned into the entrance of "Afterlife".

A brilliant light shone through the crack in the door, accompanied by a sound wave of moderate volume.

Carey Owens, who was guarding the door, reached out to stop David who was about to move forward.

"This is not a place for little brats."

David didn't care, "I'm here to see Roger."

At this point, David paused uncomfortably before continuing, "The middleman, Gloria Martinez, asked me to deliver something to her."

David lifted the box in his hand.

A gleam flashed in Carrie's righteous eyes, and David knew without hesitation that he was confirming with Rogge.

Sure enough, after receiving the reply, the strong security guard made way for the passage.

"Come in, Roger is waiting for you in the bakery."

David walked into this legendary place in Night City with excitement and curiosity.

Surprisingly, the music inside was not too loud. It was just loud enough that you could hear the people around you talking normally, but it was difficult to hear the voices of the guests at other tables.

Colorful spotlights shone everywhere, and the dazzling large lampposts made it difficult for David to open his eyes.

With other things on his mind and wanting to complete the task as quickly as possible, David had no intention of staying at the bar, and naturally declined the bartender's invitation to have a drink.

Rogge's seat was easy to find. After entering the afterlife, the semi-open box at the innermost part of the hall was where she stayed most of the time.

"Let him in."

Just as the bodyguard at the box door was about to step forward, Rogge spoke up and ordered him to pass.

They must have just finished a business deal, and there were a few edgewalkers in the box, covered in combat prosthetics.

They were scanning David from head to toe with demanding eyes, making the fledgling boy slightly nervous and uncomfortable.

"David Martinez?"

Rogge seemed to see the embarrassment of the young man in front of him, and waved his hand very considerately to signal the marginal walkers to leave quickly.

This "queen of the middle" with a shaved left-side hairstyle is actually quite old, so David can easily see some old age on her face.

This is normal, after all, he is a legend from the same period as Johnny Silverhand.

"Yes, Ms. Logue."

David placed the box carefully on the table in the box. Just as he was about to open it, the bodyguard next to him suddenly stepped forward and tried to hold him down.

"Boom!"

With his heart beating violently, David suddenly turned into a blurry afterimage, and the next second he retreated to the door of the box with his suitcase.

Sian Westin!

Now, everyone who witnessed this scene began to pay attention to this young child.

"Relax, David."

Rogge reached out to stop the security guard from pulling out his gun and offered comfort.

"He just wanted to check the box, he didn't mean to do anything to you."

Looking at David who was half-believing and half-doubting, Roger was particularly patient and continued to explain.

"After all, there are many people who want to kill me."

Chapter 53 To the Moon

David agreed with this reason, and his behavior of opening the box rashly was indeed inappropriate.

David put the box on the table and handed it to the bodyguard beside him, looking embarrassed.

"I'm very sorry for my reckless behavior just now, Ms. Rogge."

"It's okay. Everyone has a time when they are young and ignorant."

Roger looked at the young David, vaguely feeling as if he had seen his own son, and his tone couldn't help but carry a hint of kindness.

"You're quite capable, kid. No wonder your mom trusts you to run errands."

The bodyguard on the side scanned the box, confirmed it was safe, and then placed the box back in front of Rogge.

This time it was Rogge who took the initiative to open the box.

As the box opened, a few wisps of pale white cold air floated out from inside.

Inside the box lay a 50-centimeter-long octopus, its entire body silvery white, with its dorsal fin, lateral fins and tail fin being light red. Each of its smooth scales was nearly one centimeter in size. When colorful lights shone on it, it looked like a multicolored ribbon.

Smelling the faint fishy smell and looking at this top-notch luxury product that was of the highest quality in both appearance and variety, Rogge was shocked for the first time.

"Hmm~?"

As the queen of middlemen, Rogge is naturally a connoisseur of goods.

"You guys have robbed Biotech's Ocean Matrix. When Gloria contacted me, she assured me it was top-notch stuff. I didn't expect it to be this 'top-notch'."

In Night City, it is illegal to sell organic meat privately, so Rebecca chooses remote places to trade secretly.

Of course, the more illegal it is, the better the market is.

The organic meat business is generally considered high-end in Night City, and people at the lower end who only earn a few thousand euros a month can't afford it.

The red snapper in the box is worth at least 7 to 9 euros.

However, for a local tyrant like Rogue, whose sphere of influence extends to every corner of Night City, this kind of thing is actually easier for her to get. Whether it is dignitaries, celebrities, politicians, or top leaders of major gangs and company executives, there is no shortage of people who are interested in this kind of high-end food.

After all, what is considered a sky-high price for ordinary people is just a not-too-long string of numbers in the eyes of some people.

Rogge closed the box, and his artificial eye lit up, obviously communicating with someone.

"Okay, if it's all this kind of top-notch stuff, then I'll take the business."

Roger patted the box.

"The ordinary organic meat that has suddenly appeared on the market recently must have come from your hands, right? Since your mother gave me such a generous gift, I can't let you go home empty-handed."

A man suddenly walked into the box and placed a chip on the table.

Roger picked up the chip and handed it to David.

"It contains information about Night City's forces involved in organic food, both formal and informal. This is my return gift."

There are so many middlemen, but only Rogge can be the queen of middlemen.

…………

Super skyscraper H8, rooftop.

After leaving the afterlife, David hurried over and saw Lucy, whom he had not seen for many days.

Originally, he was very confused as to why Lucy, who lived on Charter Street, would ask him to meet her here.

However, when he sat on the steps on the roof and looked up at the sky following Lucy's gaze, this doubt disappeared with the wind.

The bright moon hangs high.

This fifth largest satellite in the solar system has been with the Earth for billions of years, standing still in the sky.

, as if it has never changed.

Lucy lit a cigarette and looked at the moon with a dazed look in her eyes.

“Sometimes I wonder if I can get away from it all by going there.”

David took his hand out of his large coat pocket, holding a cup of milk tea.

He handed the cup of milk tea that he had carried all the way from the Badlands to Night City to Lucy, and also stared blankly at the bright moon.

"So you dream of going to the moon?"

"I've been to a lot of places, David, but everything I see disappoints me."

Not knowing what she had been busy with these past two days, David felt that Lucy looked very tired.

Not far to the west of the super skyscraper H8 is the New Orbital Aviation Airport in Night City.

Lucy chose the time and place very precisely, and a rocket to the moon was preparing to launch.

"So, you've saved enough money for the fare to the moon, but you haven't had the courage to make the decision because you're afraid the moon will disappoint you again?"

With the commission that Mrs. Martinez had finally settled, Lucy had actually saved enough for the fare.