2077: V really knows how awesome he is

V frowned and looked at the computer screen. Her top-tier prosthetic eye, "Oracle of the Crossroads," while its advanced features were unusable, still had its basic zoom function.

The mere twenty meters or so was no obstacle for V; with a simple adjustment of the focus, she could clearly see every word on the screen.

"Confidential biotechnology information."

Product Name: Safety Protector.

Category: Analgesics.

Side effects: progressive neurodegeneration.

Final resolution:

1. Side effects will not be disclosed to the public;

2. The product will not be withdrawn from the market.

V's pupils contracted.

These few words represent countless tragedies, as if the flickering characters were not made up of pixels, but of countless wronged souls.

“You…” V looked at Sasha in his arms.

"I killed my mother with my own hands!" Sasha screamed hoarsely, "I fed that monster to my mother with my own hands!"

V paused for a moment: "I'm from Arasaka's group, and it would be troublesome if I got involved in this incident."

“I know, I know,” Sasha’s voice trailed off. “But now you’re the only one who can help me, V!”

V seemed to see that little bird from the past.

She abandoned him last time, so what about this time?

V suddenly laughed.

The answer has been there for a long time, hasn't it?

With a loud crash, the hovercar rammed straight into the office. V jumped down with Sasha in his arms and gently placed the girl next to the desk.

“Do what you need to do.” V looked at the security robots swarming in and said reliably, “Leave the rest to me.”

Sasha pulled out her personal data cable, and the moment she plugged it back into the computer, their battle began simultaneously!

V's eyes lit up with blue light, creating giant waves in the ocean of 0s and 1s.

The ICE security robot at the forefront was instantly breached, and by the time it pulled the trigger, the "Reboot Prosthetic Eye" had already been uploaded.

Da da da!

HJSH-18 fired again, but the muzzle was wildly off course. V strolled leisurely through the gushing bullets, sending another [Sonic Blast] directly at V.

With a snap, the combination of [Reboot Prosthetic Eye] and [Sonic Blast] instantly shut down the security robot, but V's attack wasn't over yet. She picked up the Liz pistol that Sasha had dropped on the ground, stepped forward, and fired a shot at the robot's head.

Two bullets struck Sifang's head, sending sparks flying as they bounced off.

As always, things made by the Chinese are sturdy. V knows she should use charged shots to increase the power, but unfortunately, she can't use her hand prosthetics and can't withstand the recoil of charged shots, so she'll just have to stick to flat shots.

Fortunately, the purpose of V-shot is not to inflict damage, but to restore RAM.

Enemies affected by [Reboot Eye] will recover 3 RAM points for the uploader when hit in the head, and [Reboot Eye] will also spread to the nearest target.

The second robot was hit, so V followed up with a [Sonic Blast] and then shot Liz in the head, and the third robot was also hit.

This is V's plan. With the first [Reboot Eye], all she has to do is continuously upload 2 RAM of [Sonic Blast] while shooting at the robot's head, and then she can start an infinite loop.

More and more security robots kept arriving, but the entrance space was limited, so V only needed to deal with a maximum of 4 or 5 robots at a time to control the situation.

To put it bluntly, if it were just these security robots, V alone could hold out until the end of the world.

Sasha was completely dumbfounded. All she could see were the security robots that had cornered her falling one by one. The scene was like a dream.

V, that's amazing!

But in reality, V can only last for three minutes.

Seeing the countdown on his retina approaching 2 minutes and 30 seconds, the system issued a warning. V turned to Sasha and asked, "Are you done?"

Sasha then snapped out of her daze, glanced at the 100% on the screen, and quickly pulled back the data cable, replying, "All done."

V knocked down three more robots, then flipped over and jumped back behind her desk. She frowned slightly when she saw that the receiver was News Channel 54, but didn't say anything more.

"Get ready, we're leaving."

“But the security robots are blocking the gate, how are we supposed to get out?” Sasha smiled sadly: “You go, V, don’t worry about me.”

"Giving up isn't like you. Didn't you say you were determined to live no matter what?"

"But someone told me a story about turning a mutilated body into a raging fire, and I want to try it."

"Fool, if you die, you'll lose everything!"

"If it can illuminate the path for those who come after me, I will have no regrets."

V couldn't help but sigh: "I'm not telling you this so you can use it to oppose me. Young girls these days are really hard to deal with."

Sasha laughed and said, "That's exactly what makes young girls so charming."

Gunshots rang out again outside, and V decided to keep it brief.

"I won't let you die. Here, lend me your claws."

V took Sasha's hand as he spoke, and at his signal, Sasha activated the prosthetic hand.

Five sharp claws shot out, and V used one of them to lightly scratch his cheek, drawing blood.

Sasha was utterly astonished: "What are you doing?"

V chuckled: "You said you weren't afraid of heights, right?"

"Yes, yes. What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, as long as you're not afraid of heights."

As soon as he finished speaking, V picked up Sasha and leaped out of the broken window.

A bright moon, countless stars, and a refreshing breeze.

"Hahahaha!" V laughed heartily.

Sasha screamed like a banshee: "Aaaaaaah!"

She held V tightly, and V held her tightly in return.

The two of them shot into the sky together, and then fell back to the ground together.

The city of Night below was ablaze with lights, as if the two of them were rushing from one starry sky to another.

Dying?

not at all.

Another hovercraft sped over, extending its mechanical arm to set up a large net, which caught V and Sasha with perfect accuracy.

"Trauma group?!" The Sasha people were dumbfounded.

V boasted confidently, "I'm a Platinum member."

"Boss, you've really got some tricks up your sleeve." A member of the trauma team walked over, sprayed some healing spray on V's face, and the shallow wound healed completely.

“Treat her too,” V said, pointing at Sasha.

The trauma team shook their heads and refused: "This lady is not a member, and we have no obligation to provide assistance."

“I’ll add more money.” V activated his financial power.

"Medicine, apply the medicine, quickly apply the medicine to this young lady."

Night City is still Night City, a hell for the poor and a paradise for the rich.

"Go to sleep," V said to Sasha. "When you wake up, everything will be alright."

Chapter 11 The Final Curtain Call

The ward was noisy, and Sasha reluctantly opened her eyes.

Mann was arguing with the middleman on the radio, Dorio was contacting the driver for the new mission, and Rebecca was wiping her beloved gun while making onomatopoeic "biubiubiu" sounds, like a carefree, mischievous child.

Since he was injured and hospitalized, these guys have been using this place as their temporary headquarters. Mann claims that the hospital room is spacious and has fast internet, which is a hundred times better than his shabby apartment, but Sasha knows that this is just an excuse they made up to keep him company.

It was a lame excuse, but Sasha couldn't bear to call it out.

Because that's all she has left.

The bullet struck her sixth vertebra, damaging her nerves and leaving her completely paralyzed from the waist down. The information sent to News 54 was successful, but Sasha waited a whole week without receiving a single report about the safety spirit.

See? This is the consequence of resistance: not only do you reap what you sow, but it's also utterly meaningless.

The ward had fallen silent at some point. Sasha looked up and realized that Mann and the other two were all staring at her.

"Go about your business, why are you looking at me?" Sasha gave a big smile, just like always.

“Sasha, it’s just a minor paralysis. Get well soon. A team can’t function without hackers,” Mann comforted her in his own way.

Dorothy glared at her boyfriend, annoyed. "If you can't speak properly, then shut up and get lost. Sasha, don't worry, paralysis isn't a big problem. I've already asked around, and you can get an exoskeleton. Then you'll be able to run around like a man again."

“Really? That’s great.” Sasha nodded with a smile. “I can’t stand lying in bed all day long. How much does an exoskeleton cost?”

"50."

The ward fell silent again.

There are no life-and-death separations, no grudges or affections. Ordinary people's lives are not full of dramatic events. All they need is the ordinary word "money" to crush all happiness into dust.

"Ha, haha." Mann chuckled dryly, patted his chest, and said, "Don't worry. It's just 50. As long as we work hard to get orders, we'll earn it quickly."

“Boss.” Sasha looked at Mann.

"what?"

"Let's find another hacker."

"Damn it, what nonsense are you talking about!" Rebecca exploded, the small girl like an enraged Tyrannosaurus Rex, leaping onto the hospital bed, grabbing Sasha by the collar and yelling, "Find your mother's hacker! If you're not dead, you'd better keep working! It's only 50, go steal it, rob it, you can definitely get it! By the way, didn't you hook up with some company dog? Go beg her, grovel before her, be her sugar daddy, be her slave. If one person isn't enough, add me. If even I'm not enough, add Dorio and Mann. As long as you don't give up, there's always a way!"

Mann looked at him with a complicated expression: "I guess I won't need it."

"Shut up!" Rebecca yelled at Mann, then turned to Sasha and said, "Sasha, we're just a bunch of worthless lives, but this is all the worthless lives we have left. Don't leave me, please!"

Sasha did not answer.

But no answer is the best answer.

"Thank you, Rebecca, and I'm sorry."

Sasha curled up and covered her head with the sheet.

She was tired, she was really tired.

She tried, but it was all in vain.

There was nothing left in the world for her to cherish; the only thing she could do was not to be a burden to her friends.

"Damn it, since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish now!"

Rebecca pulled out a gun, startling Mann and Dorio. They rushed to stop her, and just as the three of them were pulling and tugging, there was a knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

The three of them turned their heads together and saw a woman in a suit.

"It's quite lively here." The woman took off her sunglasses and introduced herself: "My name is V, just one V."

With outsiders present, Rebecca became much more obedient, and Mann and Dorio let go of her.

“I am Mann, Sasha’s captain.”

"Dorio, Vice-Captain."

V nodded. She had read about the two of them when she was still a "player". The one with green hair and pigtails was Rebecca. Well, this ward was quite a place, you couldn't find a single living person in the whole room.

Feeling V's gaze, Rebecca snorted unhappily, "Why are you looking at me?"

"Rebecca-chan, right?"

"Fuck you, do you think we're that close?" Rebecca stuck out her middle finger, but Mann grabbed and pulled her down.