The Creators: From Night City

Her crystal-like hands kept opening and closing, grasping at the void. With an epiphany of the cruel reality after long consideration, Rebecca expressed her plan.

"It can't hold on to too many things, at least not the life I want. I want to replace it with a pair of larger, more powerful prosthetic arms, perhaps gorilla arms. Although they may be ugly, at least they can bring strength."

Jiang Bing did not try to persuade them, and no one else tried to persuade them. No one was qualified to do so, except Pila.

But at this moment, Pyrrha looked at her long-modified metal hands with some self-mockery, as if lamenting the inevitable fate of the brother and sister, and remained silent.

This brother and sister, who were born into a marginalized family, were forced by cruel reality to "regress" step by step.

Only the petite Haley beside the bed had her eyes brightened up after hearing her good friend's thoughts.

"There's no reason to take back what I've given away." Jiang Bing started with the typical domineering CEO remarks.

"Keep it, Rebecca. If you want to transform it for combat, I'll do it myself. Until then, keep it in your bag."

"After all, the future is unknown."

Finally, Jiang Bing allocated another sum of money and simply let Pira stay here to accompany Rebecca, so that she wouldn't have to see Rebecca's pitiful expression when she was discharged from the hospital.

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In Night City, some high-end vehicles can activate the automatic parking function as long as they are connected to the city's intranet. The vehicle will automatically drive to a nearby parking garage. When the owner summons it, it will also automatically find its way to the owner's nearest location.

Of course, this service also requires a fee.

Jiang Bing's car, the Mackinaw Larrimore, is an old car from more than ten years ago and does not support such high-end functions at all. The Tingwei Colby series is also the big brother, don't laugh at the second brother.

Everyone had no choice but to go back to the parking lot and drive out of the trauma team's campus.

Night City is still as lively as ever, with gunshots ringing everywhere.

The two cars had only gone a few blocks when they saw several NCPD Sky Hera EC-H I860 NCPD law enforcers parked on the street ahead. A dozen police officers were engaged in a passionate shootout with the gang members on the opposite side.

"Strange, when have I ever seen NCPD work so hard?"

Gloria was very surprised by this and told David to turn the car onto another road.

This is a small road sandwiched between tall buildings, with not many vehicles or pedestrians passing by.

There are many alleys on both sides of the road, which are the carnival places for criminals, garbage cans hiding filth, and the festering and swollen appendix of Night City.

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Jiang Bing insisted on finding out the truth today.

The Mackinaw Larrimore stopped at the entrance of an alley, and everyone looked at Jiang Bing in confusion as he pushed the door and got out of the car.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of various types of garbage fermented together.

But amidst the pungent stench, there was also an even more disgusting stench.

However, only Jiang Bing can enjoy this stench, because it is the "smell" of cyberpsychosis.

Jiang Bing had never smelled a stench of such decay. He was afraid that the owner of the smell had already become hysterical and beyond help.

"There's a cyberpsycho nearby."

This one sentence made everyone draw their guns instantly and be ready for battle. There was no other way, cyberpsychosis was just that charming.

In order not to miss such good research materials, Jiang Bing almost held his breath before walking into the dark alley.

The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a garbage dump.

This is normal.

A rotting and smelly corpse was half buried in the garbage dump.

This is also normal.

Continuing forward, behind the garbage dump were more corpses, and the broken bodies almost piled up into a small hill.

This scene can barely be considered acceptable in Night City.

Until a young man squatting on the ground facing the wall and crying appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone finally felt something was wrong.

The source of the stench is this young man cosplaying as SCP-096. Needless to say, he is the cyberpsychopath.

The bodies on the ground were probably all victims.

Jiang Bing, holding his cane, walked behind the other person without even stopping.

The whimpering cyber psychopath heard footsteps behind him and suddenly jumped up without any warning. He swung out his left arm, which was equipped with various wrenches and screwdriver bits, and was about to give Jiang Bing a beating.

But just as he jumped, Jiang Bing kicked him into the wall.

As soon as he landed on the ground, Jiang Bing stepped on his back and he couldn't get up again.

The cyber psychopath in a state of illness ignored the system's warnings, and all the prosthetic parts in his body were overloaded with power output, trying to push away the big foot on his back and turn over to fight back.

However, no matter how hard he moved his hands and feet, almost digging a groove in the ground, his chest could not leave the ground even a millimeter.

The scene is a bit embarrassing.

Finally, Jiang Bing couldn't stand it anymore, so he hit the man with a few sticks, causing him to become disabled at level I. Then he pinched his nose and threw him into the trunk of a car, letting him enjoy the same treatment as many other scavenger bosses.

"Boss, what's the point of catching cyberpsychopaths?" David asked while driving.

Jiang Bing closed his eyes and rested, feeling the faint irregular fluctuations emanating from the brain of the madman in the trunk, which was full of madness and disorder.

"Guinea pig."

The 'divine seal fragment' was almost pickled, and after years of erosion by blood, it had basically become the shape of Jiang Bing.

At this time, the good buddy in the trunk came in handy. With his selfless dedication, Jiang Bing was able to start research on whether the mental interference of the "divine seal fragments" could cure cyberpsychosis.

The young man, with broken bones in his hands and feet, was still not well behaved. He tossed and turned in the trunk like a maggot, wriggling constantly. This situation continued until Jiang Bing brought him to a tightly sealed room and threw him in front of the 'divine seal fragment'.

I don’t know if it’s because of the other party’s abnormal mental state that makes him more susceptible to the influence of the divine seal, or if it’s because a large jar of blood soaking in a broken stone itself seems a bit weird.

The cyber madman was very frightened at this time and was crawling on the ground trying to get away.

Jiang Bing took the blood-red stone out of the jar only after he made sure that this place was far enough away from the Golden Throne.

He couldn't help but be so cautious. The "Divine Seal Fragment" plus the [Mithril] mental amplifier, if anything went wrong, not only Night City, but even the Crystal Palace floating in space would be doomed.

Fortunately, after being soaked for many days, the blood has completely soaked the entire stone. In a higher dimension, the information of the "craftsman" has already beaten the other party's existence information with fists and repeatedly beaten.

This enabled Jiang Bing to roughly sense the other party's condition at this moment, and to initially control the 'divine seal fragments' through the blood that had merged into one.

Blood, strange stones full of ominous signs, people with broken limbs, secret rooms, the style of the painting inevitably deviates towards the X-cult's living sacrifice.

Fortunately, Jiang Gong was in working state and his mind was not affected at all. He controlled the "divine seal fragment" and released a small blood-red field, carefully covering the cyberpsychosis.

Jiang Bing opened the data board and began to record the other party's subsequent reaction.

A few hours later.

The experimental results were not ideal.

The typical external traits of cyberpsychosis, such as mania, bloodlust, and madness, were indeed fully suppressed shortly after bathing in the blood-red field. However, what was frustrating was that without the mania and murderous manifestations, the experimental subjects showed strong severe depression and self-destructive tendencies.

And the originally chaotic brain fluctuations were completely infected by the blood-red field, becoming blood-red and chaotic.

In this case, it is obvious that the cyberpsychopath has not been able to defeat the "Divine Seal".

The local lunatics on Earth still need to improve. If they want to win the competition outside the field, they must calm down.

Fortunately, this move was not without results, which also indirectly proves that cyberpsychosis is indeed a mental illness.

Jiang Bing looked at the volunteer who had evolved from a maggot in the sea of ​​dung into a kowtow beetle, banging his head against the wall, and came to another conclusion.

At least some of them are mental illnesses.

Jiang Bing stuffed the "divine seal fragment" back into the jar and continued to pickle it.

Until the fluctuations of the divine seal can be modified, I am afraid it will be put aside and never see the light of day.

The cadaver teacher who had returned to the fairy mountain was not wasted. Jiang Bing used him to test the performance of the newly refined concentrated hydrazine fuel.

This fuel, commonly used in rocket launchers, can easily raise its temperature to 1900 degrees Celsius, and its strong adhesion makes it very effective in destroying corpses.

At least there's not a single hair left of that cyber-psychopath.

Just as Jiang Bing was packing up, Mrs. Martinez brought the timid Haley to find him.

Boss Jiang tucked the jar of ashes in his hand into a pile of metal scraps behind him with a guilty conscience.

"Boss, I want to show you something."

Jiang Bing glanced at the worn suitcase in Mrs. Martinez's other hand and felt that it looked very familiar.

His photographic memory quickly led him to the conclusion that this suitcase was the one Haley had been resting her head on when she was found.

Mrs. Martinez opened the suitcase, revealing two worn-out prosthetic arms inside.

These are two Hercules arms, produced by Body Quality Company.

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It is very suitable for carrying heavy objects, and its target audience is mainly workers engaged in heavy physical labor.

Jiang Bing had repaired too many prosthetic bodies of the same model before.

However, the two prosthetic arms in the box were not the original metal color. Instead, one was painted blue and the other was painted pink.

"This is?"

Haley stood aside holding a clear glass piggy bank. Mrs. Martinez touched her hair with pity and sighed.

"Haley's. She wants to give these arms to Rebecca."

Jiang Bing looked at the box, then looked at Haley, who had gained a lot of weight after eating the good food at [Anti-Entropy], and understood.

This may be a relic left to her by her relatives.

"Where did this come from?"

Haley squatted beside the suitcase holding the jar and picked up the blue arm with difficulty.

"This belonged to my father. He gave it to my brother before he went crazy and died."

"It's called 'Livelihood'. My brother named it. He loves naming things and scribbling on the walls. But I don't like this name very much."

This is a right arm. The prosthetic model is very old, but because of its low price, it is still popular among low-level workers.

Hailey put down the blue arm without blood or tears, then picked up the pink one with great effort and continued, "Its name is Hope, and it was also given by my brother."

This is a left arm.

Jiang Bing had already guessed the general situation.

"My brother bought this one himself and left it to me before he ran away from home."

Jiang Bing only took a few glances and found that the end of the prosthetic arm was still attached to dry and weathered nerve tissue.

This is the mark left when the prosthesis is forcibly torn apart.

The two arms were probably not disassembled through normal means.

The little girl put them all back into the suitcase and stared at them blankly. I'm afraid that this little girl already knew everything.

She looked at Jiang Bing and smiled, but her eyes were filled with tears.

"She wanted to wear them when she was older," Mrs. Martinez said glumly.

"I don't need them now, so I want to give them to Rebecca. They are very strong. My brother can lift a large piece of cement with them. Rebecca doesn't want strength, so they will definitely be enough."

Hayley's understanding of power is slightly wrong.

These are just two civilian engineering arms, with a maximum output power of less than 200 kilograms. The simple hydraulic system makes its endurance quite impressive, which can barely be regarded as the core selling point of the Hercules series.

However, these data are nothing but laughable compared to more advanced power prostheses such as gorilla arms, not to mention that there are many more combat-oriented power prostheses available on the market.

Jiang Bing couldn't laugh at all.

'Livelihood' and 'hope', blue and pink paint schemes, these things made his mouth dry after a long time.

The zipper was slowly closed. Although Haley was reluctant, she still pushed the suitcase to Jiang Bing.

"Rebecca will love it, I promise as a craftsman."

Perhaps Haley's young mind could not understand the weight of these words, but she was still happy that she could help her best friend.