2077: V really knows how awesome he is

The white-haired woman sheathed her longsword, the wariness fading from her resolute face, replaced by a trace of pain. She looked at her left shoulder, where a deep, bone-revealing wound lay, seawater seeping in and causing waves of burning pain that tormented her nerves. Blood trickled down her arm, dripping from her fingertips and staining the ground a small red puddle.

"Lady Luck must be on my side."

Despite her serious injuries, the white-haired woman remained optimistic, knowing that at least the Wild Hunt was no longer a threat to the world, allowing her to recover properly.

She took a few leaves from a small leather pouch at her waist, chewed them, and applied them to the wound. The cool touch made her frown slightly, but it didn't stop her. The white-haired woman tore off the hem of her top, revealing a slender waist as firm and powerful as a cheetah's. She quickly bandaged the wound, her skill clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time she had done this.

"I'm so hungry. I want some brioche bread and roasted chicken legs. It would be even better if I could have a glass of Everus."

The white-haired woman sat down, leaned against the server rack, and closed her eyes to rest.

Meanwhile, V arrived outside the research institute.

The NCPD had surrounded the area, and River Ward stepped forward to explain the situation.

"According to infrared imaging, there was only one intruder. She has been in the data center for 27 minutes now. I suspect she is waiting for a companion, or perhaps installing and debugging equipment for a large-scale transmission later."

V nodded: "I'll go in and take a look. You guys keep an eye on the perimeter and don't let ordinary citizens get close."

River Ward was ordered to arrange for manpower to be deployed. It was a universally acknowledged fact that President V was invincible, so he didn't need to worry about it. His and the NCPD's main task was to prevent ordinary citizens from getting close, so that those who liked to watch the show wouldn't be caught in the crossfire of the battle and lose their lives for nothing.

V entered the research institute, but instead of going to the data center immediately, he turned into the tea room in another direction.

Alex, dressed in combat gear and wearing tactical goggles, is right here.

"If you're so worried about Rivers, why don't you just join the NCPD directly? Is it fun to do it all secretly?" V couldn't help but complain.

Alex rolled his eyes: "What do you know? This is called romance, it's about having fun!"

V, with her perpetually elderly face and phone-addicted expression, couldn't understand what was so interesting about this place. Her exceptional intelligence, a score of 20, told her not to try and decipher the eccentric couple and cut straight to the point: "What's going on inside?"

Alex also abandoned his cynicism: "A woman, armed with a weapon similar to a Scottish cleaver, should possess extremely strong close-combat abilities."

V nodded: "What about her prosthetic body?"

"do not know."

V was taken aback: "I don't know what that means?"

“I don’t know means I don’t know.” Alex spread his hands: “My prosthetic eye can’t detect any information about her prosthetic body. She either has a very strong anti-detection plugin installed, or she is a skilled hacker who can block the network signal of her own prosthetic body.”

V thought for a moment and said, "I think it's the latter."

"why?"

"Because your infrared detection eyepiece can scan her. If it had an anti-detection plug-in installed, it would definitely have blocked the thermal reaction as well."

“That makes sense.” Alex nodded. “So our guest is a hacker?”

“Then she’s really run into me.” V said confidently, “On the internet, even Barthemos would have to go out of his way to avoid me.”

Alex had no doubt about the value of this statement. No one could have better hacking skills than a super AI. The program code that others struggled to write was an innate instinct for V, as simple as eating and drinking.

"Hurry up and get it done so River can go home as soon as possible. He still owes me four times this week."

V: "...Can you stop filling your head with dirty thoughts? There are so many more meaningful things in life!"

Alex rolled his eyes: "You have the nerve to say that to me? Who's been keeping Sasha in bed so many times?"

V was furious. How could that be the same? She and Sasha were in love, and had long since transcended the lowly... Forget it, there's no point in arguing with this crazy woman, Alex. V turned and left.

Then the old woman called her back and threw her a samurai sword.

"They have weapons; you can use this."

V glanced at the Empress sword at Alex's waist, his temple throbbing: "You won't give me a gun, so you give me a broken knife?"

“I saved up for this gun by scrimping and saving back then, I can’t give it to you…” Seeing V’s unfriendly expression, Alex quickly changed his tune: “I meant that the data center is cramped and firearms are not very useful.”

V had no choice but to turn his back and head towards the data center.

Although she was confident, she was not arrogant; although she strategically despised the enemy, she was always cautious tactically.

Knowing that the other party was a "hacker," V didn't hold back. He immediately activated his personal ICE, his eyes glowed blue, and he kicked open the iron door of the data center.

With a loud clang, the white-haired woman sprang up from the ground like a cheetah, instantly drawing her sword. Looking up, she saw a pair of blue eyes floating in the darkness.

"Wild Hunt!" she growled, and without any hesitation, her figure vanished from the spot, as if blending into the shadows, and the next moment she appeared like a ghost on the ventilation duct above V's head.

V was overjoyed: "Holy crap, it really is warp technology?!"

The next second, the white-haired woman's sword flashed, severing the ventilation duct. Debris, dust, and clods of earth rained down on V. Taking advantage of the billowing smoke, the white-haired woman disappeared again, then reappeared to V's left. With a piercing shriek that tore through the air, her longsword moved like lightning, aiming straight for V's throat. This ruthless killing move was simple, direct, and efficient—the very style of a Witcher.

But V's reaction was astonishingly fast. She didn't know anything about the Witcher style; she only had the combat instincts she had developed through countless street fights.

The longsword thrust forward fiercely, and the samurai sword met it head-on; steel clashed against steel, blade against blade.

The two were instantly very close, their faces only a few centimeters apart. V could feel the white-haired woman's breath, and the white-haired woman could clearly see V's features.

Sparks flew as V sensed the unyielding spirit in the other's eyes, a spirit that seemed to reflect his own.

"interesting."

V curled the corners of her lips, but suddenly felt a lightness in her hand.

The white-haired woman disappeared and reappeared again, launching a fierce attack on V from different directions and angles.

*Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!* — The white-haired woman flashed continuously, launching a tidal wave of attacks through warp jumps.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! — V remained unmoved, wielding his katana with precision and swiftness to deflect each attack, like an unbreakable reef.

The high-speed attacks and defenses occurred hundreds of times in just a few seconds. V was confident that she could hold out forever, but the katana in her hand was just a cheap item from a store.

In another violent collision, the katana snapped in two with a bang, while the white-haired woman's longsword continued its relentless slash toward V's throat.

"What the hell company made this piece of junk?!" V was furious. Seeing the blade coming at him, he immediately activated the Sinwiss, slowing time down to its maximum, making the world seem to stand still. But just as V dodged the sword, a pale blue aura, like ripples on water, emanated from the white-haired woman. Space distorted around her almost visibly. His proud time-slow technology seemed to have hit an invisible wall, abruptly stopping with a bang. Even the Sinwiss issued several error messages and automatically shut down and restarted!

V was startled, and the white-haired woman was also startled.

While V was still analyzing the interference caused by the collision of time and space, the white-haired woman had already launched an attack.

Seeing that her swordsmanship was ineffective against her opponent, who also possessed powerful magic that controlled time, the white-haired woman sensed V's strangeness. Her eyes narrowed, and she abandoned her attempts at close-quarters combat, immediately changing her tactics.

She made a hand seal with her left hand, and with a shout of "Ald," an invisible shockwave erupted, causing V, who was immersed in thought, to stagger back several steps.

The white-haired woman was not surprised by this result. She was not proficient in signs and rarely used them in battle. The Adel sign was what she had learned in her life. What she was more skilled in was the powerful magic taught to her by her godmother.

While V was being shaken and staggered, the white-haired woman began chanting mysterious incantations.

Although he didn't know what the other person was muttering, V was clearly not going to let them succeed. He immediately threw away his katana and drew his sword, "Oya," from his back.

That's right, going out in Night City without a gun is like going out without underwear. V is a decent person, not that crazy.

She pulled the trigger, and bullets shot out amidst the gunfire. The white-haired woman chanted incessantly, wielding her longsword with one hand, creating a dense, impenetrable silver light. With a series of crisp clangs, she precisely deflected all the bullets.

At the same time, she finished chanting the incantation, and the formed fireball, carrying terrifying kinetic energy and heat, exploded with a loud bang in the data center.

Steel fragments were scattered everywhere. V activated Krenchikov and used the fragments as bullets to dodge. To the white-haired woman, V seemed to be attacking her like a ghost, making her hair stand on end.

At the critical moment of life and death, a hint of panic flashed in the white-haired woman's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper determination. A strong will to survive instantly ignited the ancient power dormant within her.

"Ahhh!" She let out a suppressed roar and pushed forward with both hands! The gravity field of the entire laboratory instantly became chaotic! Metal fragments, server debris, and electrical cables hanging everywhere all floated up as if weightless, and finally turned into an invisible force that slammed into V, sending her flying backward like a cannonball. She crashed heavily into a thick steel beam with a dull thud.

White frost spread outwards from the white-haired woman's feet, instantly freezing everything in its path. Even V's body was covered in frost, which invaded her prosthetic joints, locking her firmly in place.

The white-haired woman dared not let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip by. Her eyes narrowed, and she leaped high into the air, raising her long sword and slashing down fiercely at V's head!

But as V activated the Berserk plugin, her absolute power allowed her to instantly break free from the freeze, grab the white-haired woman by the neck, and lift her firmly into the air.

"Have you had enough?!" V finally got serious.

The white-haired woman was utterly shocked. The person in front of her had taken a hit from the Adel Sign, a huge fireball, and was also struck head-on by the burst of Ancient Blood. Even the King of the Wild Hunt would have to temporarily avoid such an attack, yet she was completely unharmed and could even counterattack.

What kind of being is this? A legendary vampire?

But the situation didn't allow her time to think things through. The iron grip on her throat was tightening little by little. The white-haired woman knew that her will and neck wouldn't hold out for much longer, but she wouldn't give up the fight. She still had family waiting for her to come home!

Clenching her teeth and using all her strength, the white-haired woman swung her longsword in a desperate attack, but V caught the blade precisely with just two fingers. With a twist of his wrist, the immense force snatched the longsword from the white-haired woman's hand, and tossed it aside. The longsword slammed into the wall with a thud.

Having lost the weapon she relied on for survival, the white-haired woman's tense soul was almost frozen.

There was a pop.

She used her last bit of strength to teleport away from control, but before she could escape, V had already calculated her landing point and followed her closely.

The white-haired woman tried to fight back, but V grabbed her shoulder and tightened his grip, causing the bandaged wound to burst open again, spurting out blood.

"Ah!" The white-haired woman couldn't help but let out a scream, half of her body went limp, and V punched her in the chin without hesitation, stopping her scream and making her fall asleep like a baby.

“Honestly,” V couldn’t help but complain, “Sasha just got my new suit all dirty.”

As she spoke, she picked up the white-haired woman, carried her on her shoulder, and walked out of the research institute.

River Ward approached, and V patted the leather-clad buttock next to his face a few times, saying, "Tell Koch to prepare an operating room; the best experimental materials have arrived."

Chapter 118 Pure Flesh Man

The white-haired woman woke up in a pure white room. She looked at herself and saw that her original shirt and leather pants had been replaced with a loose blue robe. The wound on her shoulder had also been carefully re-treated. The only part of her that still hurt was her chin, which reminded her once again of the terrifying woman from before!

"Hey, is anyone there?"

She screamed around, but no one answered. She touched the wall; the surface felt soft, like it was covered in leather, while the inside was hard—it must be a real wall. The Elven Kingdom didn't have a similar architectural style, so she probably hadn't been captured by the Wild Hunt, but rather by the native inhabitants of this Iron Wizarding World.

The white-haired woman immediately analyzed the current situation. If you ask why she was so sure, it's because the woman who defeated her before was incredibly strong, almost on par with the King of the Wild Hunt. Not only was she experienced in combat, but her physical strength was comparable to that of a Cyclops, making her seem nothing like a weak elf.

It was fortunate that she wasn't caught by the Wild Hunt, but the white-haired woman still dared not let her guard down for a moment.

She had spent half a year in this world and knew the dire straits the people at the bottom of society lived in. Everyone cursed the monarch called "Company," for it was his tyrannical rule that had led to the world's misery.

To the white-haired woman, the company was a complete tyrant, but she also had to admit its magnanimity. In her hometown, if people dared to openly insult the king, they would have their tongues cut out and be hanged long ago. But in this world, ordinary people could insult the company anywhere in the streets and alleys without suffering any punishment.

He clearly incurred the wrath of both heaven and man, yet he acted magnanimous; he was clearly a tyrant, yet he pretended to be enlightened.

This led the white-haired woman and the elven sage to agree that the king of this world was a complete lunatic.

Whether the King of the Wild Hunt or a mad king is more terrifying, the white-haired woman could not judge. She only knew that she was not out of danger and must not let her guard down.

Just as she was thinking about her escape plan, her stomach suddenly growled, and a strong feeling of hunger instantly overwhelmed her, reminding her that she hadn't eaten in a long time.

"I hope I don't starve to death," the white-haired woman muttered, when suddenly a window opened in the wall, revealing steaming hot food and clean water.

The white-haired woman was overjoyed and immediately reached out to take it, but a layer of transparent crystal blocked her way.

A monotonous voice asked, "What is your name?"

"Are you a jailer? I need to see your superior!"

The monotonous voice remained unmoved, repeating, "Your name."

The white-haired woman tried several more times and found that the monotonous voice always spoke the same sentence in the same tone. She then realized that the other party might not be a real person, but a magical servant or an alchemical puppet.

"Ciri, my name is Ciri." After thinking for a moment, the white-haired woman gave her name, but not her full name or surname, because there were countless curses that could be cast using only a name.

Fortunately, the curse she feared did not come true. Instead, the transparent crystal disappeared, allowing her to obtain the food without any trouble.

Despite being in a dangerous situation, Ciri decided that since things had come to this, she should eat first.

She made a big splash, unaware that in the room just one wall away, an entire research team was observing and recording her various physiological indicators and behavioral patterns.

The reason for such a grand ceremony is that this Ciri may very well have traveled from another world!

V originally intended to use Ciri as a guinea pig, hoping to extract information about her warp technology if possible, and otherwise simply dismantle her. However, since the other side attacked first, and the failed attack had consequences, V naturally had to bear them.

But when Ciri was placed on the medical bed, the result was completely unexpected. Not only did Ciri's body not have a warp module, but it also did not have any prosthetics installed. She was a 100% pure flesh and blood human!

Upon hearing the news, Joanne Koch, who had been dozing off due to working late into the night, instantly perked up. She rushed over and shoved V aside, staring at the test report as if she had seen a giant, muscular man with two naturally grown dicks, her mouth practically watering with desire.

"You know nothing!" Joanne Koch said while wiping her drool, "A 100% natural human is much more precious than a man with two dicks. In the past, some were laboratory products and did not have universal applicability. This one is a wild species that exists in the natural environment and has very high academic value!"

V asked, puzzled: "How high is 'very high'?"

"About two or three stories high!" Joanne Koch casually brushed off V before personally treating Ciri's shoulder wound. Watching her old friend's gentle and careful manner, V felt deeply resentful. When she was injured, she was just casually sprayed with medical gel, but when she got injured, she received such meticulous care from others—ha, love really does fade!

"If she's purely flesh and blood, how does she achieve warp?" V suddenly thought of this question.

Joanne Koch shrugged: "Let's ask her when she wakes up."

Left with no choice, V could only nod.

But before Ciri could wake up, the two made a new discovery.

On Ciri's clothes, besides sweat, dirt, and bloodstains, more than 20 kinds of bacteria never seen on Earth were discovered, including two super pathogens. If they were to spread, they would definitely cause an unprecedented pandemic, even bigger than the one Miles caused.

V's palms were sweating nervously. Joanne Koch quickly reassured her, "Don't worry, these clothes have been sealed away. Although they are dangerous, they also represent a brand new opportunity. The research teams under the biotechnology division have already begun various studies with unimaginable enthusiasm. These clothes will be distributed to various research teams in fragments. To put it bluntly, even those old, tattered boots would be fought over by countless people!"