The Creators: From Night City

"Not only that, to become a middleman, you need strong connections. You also have to learn how to navigate between major companies, gangs, marginalized individuals, and a wide variety of clients. Putting aside whether I can do all of this, just as for connections, why do you think a newly unemployed vagrant like me can possess them?"

Faced with doubts, Jiang Bing was very patient: "You don't need to have it. I can handle everything you mentioned. Simply put, I will provide funds, connections, intelligence, and all the support needed to be a middleman, and you will be responsible for playing both sides and coordinating with the clients. There is no need to fight or worry about the source of customers. You only need to focus on personal relationships.

"By the way, the salary is 10% of the commission. I believe you should know how rare this opportunity is."

"Of course," Mrs. Martinez said, lost in thought.

"Although I've never worked with middlemen, don't underestimate the information channels of the city government medical team. I come into contact with marginal walkers who have accepted intermediary tasks almost every day during my work. Although most of them are corpses, they are quite knowledgeable about this matter."

"I know how much money that is, but I am confused, Mr. Sabul, why did such a good thing happen to me? Why don't you run this business yourself?"

This opportunity is undoubtedly a pie in the sky, but pie in the sky is impossible in Night City.

So, Mrs. Martinez's doubts are very reasonable.

"First of all, Mrs. Martinez, I have my own considerations and difficulties, and I believe you should understand."

After careful observation, it was confirmed again that Jiang Bing had not installed any prosthetic devices including brain-computer interfaces, nor had he used any cosmetic methods to cover up the traces of prosthetic modifications. Gloria's heart was filled with waves, but she tried to maintain a calm face and nodded to express her understanding.

"It's said that some large companies with a long history still adhere to some old rules, such as direct descendants will not be equipped with any artificial body parts from childhood. Only these people have the conditions to raise these delicate native people."

Looking at Jiang Bing's natural face, which was still considered handsome even in today's world where plastic surgery was as easy as drinking water, Gloria somehow imagined another person who did not have prosthetics but was world-famous.

'Arasaka Saburo! '

"As for the reason."

I didn't realize that the person in front of me had started to become ignorant of his thoughts.

Jiang Bing said something shocking: "First of all, you are easy to control."

She nodded to David, whose brain was overloaded, and said, "You have a son. This is your weakness, Mrs. Martinez. When people have a weakness, they will think carefully before doing anything."

"Secondly, you need money. Although everyone in Night City needs money, you are different. You want David to study and succeed. Therefore, I believe you will seize this opportunity."

Gloria's expression wavered as she listened to the somewhat harsh and cold words, but finally turned into a wry smile.

"You're right, Mr. Sable, or the boss."

"I'm glad we've reached an agreement. You should take good care of your injuries first. I believe we'll be able to recover soon."

"But first, I'll find you a place to live."

David could not return to his apartment in H4 of the skyscraper. Not to mention the overdue rent, even for safety reasons, the two had to move to another place.

After all, the scavengers killed during the rescue of Gloria were organized.

This was supported by Mrs. Martinez.

Fortunately, Jiang Bing’s house on the Coronado farm was big enough to accommodate both mother and son.

After working hard for a day and a night, Master Jiang simply closed the shop and took a rest tonight.

He drove the two of them back to skyscraper H4 and packed their luggage.

But when they arrived at the apartment door, the three were dumbfounded.

Because the apartment door had been broken by Jiang Bing earlier, Martinez's cozy little house, which had been wide open all day, had already been ransacked.

As the three of them stared at each other, David rushed into the house first and searched around, then let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Oh my god, that damn idiot did it. My limited edition Mewtwo was hidden so deep, but he still found it. Do these people have dog noses?"

In the end, the mother and son collected those items that were not worth much and therefore no one wanted, but which carried beautiful memories, and followed Jiang Bing back to the Coronado Ranch.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Logan who had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, he had already put on a new prosthetic limb, and from his steady gait, one could see the exquisite craftsmanship of Jiang Bing.

The old farmer had already seen the mother and child in the car. He was obviously a little surprised and clearly wanted to retreat.

But after hesitating for a long time, he still walked forward with a sad face.

"Sabul, although this is very presumptuous, I still hope you can go and take a look."

"Haley, that little wild cat seems to have a fever."

Birth, aging, sickness and death are the normal course of human life, but in Night City, this balance is broken. Among the lower class, the weight of sickness and death seems to be particularly large.

When Jiang Bing arrived at the entrance of the cave, he could easily hear the little girl's uncomfortable humming and gasping inside. The tender child's voice echoed among the ruins for a long time.

This instantly dissipated the good mood that Jiang Bing had gained after changing the fate of David and his mother, and he was once again pulled back into this cruel world.

As the three people stared in amazement, the main beam covered with a large amount of rubble and crossbeams was lifted up, and the little girl's "fortress" was opened from the top.

After confirming that the overall structure was still stable, Jiang Bing stepped into the room.

The floor had long been rotten and damaged, with potholes everywhere. Yesterday's heavy rain made the ground extremely wet, and there was obvious water accumulation in some places.

The little girl was still wearing the same dirty outfit, holding a pink teddy bear in her arms. The material looked very high-end, but her arms had been replaced with worn and low-quality materials, which was obviously mismatched.

It's obvious that this was repaired later, the stitches are crooked and very rough.

Looking closer, the little girl was so thin that her bones were visible. She was curled up in a ball and trembling like a sieve.

Under her was a bed made of a large amount of packaging garbage, and her pillow was a common adult trolley case. The things inside must be very important, so the little girl used it as a pillow and never left it even when she slept.

The uneaten portion of the food Jiang Bing delivered yesterday was carefully wrapped and placed next to the pillow.

This scene made everyone speechless.

Mrs. Martinez was the first to react. She pushed Jiang Bing aside and squatted in front of the little girl.

She gently picked up the little girl, adjusted her holding position skillfully, and held the little girl gently in her arms.

Perhaps all mothers in the world hold their children in the same way.

The little girl naturally put her arms around Mrs. Martinez's neck and pressed her whole body against her chest.

"Mom, I'm so cold."

Mrs. Martinez paused, then wrapped the little girl in her signature yellow coat.

"What are you all standing there for? Why don't you go home quickly?"

The radiance of motherhood was so dazzling that the overwhelmed trio of old, middle-aged and young people dared not utter a word and could only run around and busy themselves under the command of Mrs. Martinez.

Logan, an unemployed farmer, was boiling water for her to wash the little girl.

Jiang Bing was cooking, strictly following Mrs. Martinez's instructions. He boiled the water, cooked a small amount of syrup and cereals until soft, then put them in a bowl and carefully fed them to the little girl.

David is making an ice towel. This is actually very simple. All you have to do is soak the towel in ice water.

Just after delivering the towels, he was ordered to go to the ruins and move the little girl's luggage into her new home.

After a while of chaos, the little girl's fever finally subsided under Mrs. Martinez's care, and she fell into a deep sleep in a dry, clean and warm bed.

Mrs. Martinez, who was already weak, looked exhausted after all this busy work. She simply hugged the little girl and fell asleep on the bed together.

The three of them watched this scene, gently closed the door, and went to the garage to take a rest.

"It can be seen that she must have been a good wife and mother." Old Logan's words were full of reminiscence, as if he was missing someone in the distant past.

"Of course." David looked proud, then reacted and began to explain the relationship between the three to Old Logan.

For some reason, after the hustle and bustle just now, Jiang Bing suddenly felt like drinking something when he saw the noisy group of young and old people in front of him. So he took out a basket of beer from the messy shelf and piled it on the trunk of the car next to the three people.

"Bang." The bottle cap was opened.

The three of them held their beers. David pretended to be mature, scratched his head and said, "According to custom, we should toast with something."

The three of them looked at each other, and finally Jiang Bing was the first to speak.

"Love"

"Let us raise our glasses together to celebrate humanity's greatest achievement."

Chapter 11: The Sword Society, Night Wandering Ghost

Good morning, Night City,

The final result of yesterday's Dead Man's Lotto was a perfect thirty-five!

Thanks to the endless gang wars, ten people were killed in Heywood alone.

But one of the police officers is dead too, so I guess you all have to pay for it.

Because NCPD will definitely not swallow this.

So you might as well guess higher for tomorrow's Lotto.

Maybe the next lucky person will be you!

Meanwhile, Westbrook's trauma team was collecting the bodies of cyberpsychosis victims from the sidewalk.

They may regret not purchasing a better trauma team package earlier.

And in Taiping Island...

Ok……

Taiping Island is still the same Taiping Island.

I'm your best friend Stanley.

Join me and start a new day in the City of Dreams.

"Fuck, this guy has a terrible mouth. Sooner or later, he's going to get shot to death."

On the subway, a low-level corporate dog complained to his companions.

"He might have been destroyed hundreds of times already. N54 TV station has patented his genetic information and complete set of biometrics. It's not certain if the person on stage now is him."

His companions promoted conspiracy theories.

David yawned and listlessly held onto the subway handrail.

David still felt a little dizzy after drinking until midnight yesterday and being woken up early by his mother to go to school.

To be honest, if it weren't for his mother's strong request, David wouldn't want to go to school for a single day. Compared to going to the academy and being ridiculed and bullied by those rich second-generations, he might prefer the life of a marginalized person.

David touched the [Uniform] in his pocket, the smell of splattered blood and gun smoke still seemed to linger in his nose.

Suddenly, when he looked up, a flash of white floated into his eyes.

She was a beautiful girl with white hair.

As if aware of David's gaze, the girl turned her head slightly and glanced at David with her narrow and delicate autumn eyes.

Cupid drew his bow and pierced a pig-like boy with a crew cut all over his body.

David's gaze made the girl mistakenly believe that her little trick of stealing someone's chip had been discovered.

So for safety, while David was stunned, he stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and pulled David out of the car as the subway station announcement was made.

Not to mention David who was late for school because of this encounter, at the Coronado farm, Jiang Bing was looking at Haley who was clinging to Gloria with a headache.

Suddenly having an extra child to take care of was not in line with Jiang Bing's plan. He originally wanted to send her to the orphanage to let "Slippery" help take care of her, but Mrs. Martinez, whose maternal love was aroused, insisted on keeping her.

Since Gloria volunteered to take on this responsibility, Jiang Bing stopped trying to dissuade her.

I don’t know what she had experienced before, but the little girl was so sensible that it was heartbreaking. She got up at dawn, and after realizing her situation, she started to tidy up the house, clean the house, and do things within her ability.

It sounds sad and helpless that children from poor families have to grow up early.

So the little wild cat officially had a home and became a house cat.

Mrs. Martinez was busy preparing breakfast in the dusty kitchen, but in Jiang Bing's words, these pre-prepared dishes were no different from plastic.

Fortunately, just like sleeping, I only need two or three bites to get through the whole day. Sometimes I am so engrossed in work that I not only don’t feel hungry, but I feel a little full, as if forging iron is like eating.

At this rate, Jiang Bing will be halfway to achieving the standard of an ancient Chinese immortal who is not burdened by material things, does not eat grains, breathes the wind and drinks dew, and is free and detached.

Humans always have their limits. I don't want to be human anymore.JPG

After rejecting Mrs. Martinez's invitation to breakfast, Jiang Bing went out early in the morning. This time he did not drive, but rode an ARCH EasyRide 150.

Easy Ride 150 is a model launched by ARCH in 2057. This model does not have stunning appearance or complex technical configuration, but this is precisely its charm.

It is tailor-made for cyclists who seek simplicity and efficiency.

The extremely simple structure and number of accessories keep the price to a minimum while making it very easy to maintain.

The decent power and lightweight body allow you to move freely in every corner and easily cope with various road conditions.

It is a bit slow, but whether it is a narrow alley or a busy street, whether it is a flat road or a bumpy sandy road, the Easy Ride 150 can handle it.