From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

This action significantly boosted Sasha's confidence, reaffirming her belief that this was the legacy of the hacker god!

"This is simply a miracle buried in a mountain of garbage!"

Leo was also a little dizzy, not expecting such a haul from a day trip: "Let's hurry, to the garage! These things are too dirty, let's clean them up a bit before taking them home!"

"GOGOGO!"

Sasha shook Vera's shoulder, urging her to drive faster.

Vera smiled gently: "Let's go slower. The old equipment is too fragile to handle shaking, and there's a freezer in the back."

Sasha thought about it and agreed. If the shaking was too violent, Bartelmos might turn into Bartelmos-chan, which wouldn't be good. After all, he's the god of hacking; let's give him some dignity...

The two vehicles made a U-turn at the roundabout and proceeded slowly at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour.

The gas station scavengers were dumbfounded to see the two cars return, not only without leaving anything behind, but also taking an old freezer with them.

"Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual. But who cares? This is Night City!"

Those who wanted to drink drank, and those who wanted to brag brag brag; nobody gave it a second thought. After all, how could there be treasure in a garbage dump? What a joke.

Obeying traffic regulations and yielding to other vehicles along the way, it took them nearly half an hour to reach Vera's garage.

Both cars were driven into the garage, and then the electronic roller shutter door closed, cutting off the view from the outside.

"Quick, quick, I remember there's some waterless cleaning solution here. Clean the surface of the equipment first. I'll clean the inside slowly, but don't break it!"

Sasha ran around the room like a gust of wind, sweating profusely despite it being a cool spring day.

V was busy feeding and watering the cat.

Leo then directed Jack to put the freezer into an empty pickup truck.

He used the excuse of setting a password to distract Jack, and then quickly put the freezer into the singularity space.

It's definitely more reassuring to carry something this "valuable" with you at all times.

[Pure White, once the gene-editing equipment arrives, I'll study Bartelmos's cells as soon as possible. A clone of the hacker god—his intelligence potential must be maxed out!]

[Hmm! Worth a try! Using the method of roving AI possessing humans, or Arasaka's Relic biochip, we might actually be able to create a Bartelmos that's indistinguishable from a real person!]

[It's the Batmos Legion! I always said we had a hacker team, and here it is!]

Rising to Fame: Chapter 275 (V): "Another cat, the house is practically turning into a cat cafe..."

After removing the freezer, Leo looked at the empty carriage and remembered a small, forgotten matter.

Mrs. Willis's goods are still piled up in the space; let's take this opportunity to deal with them all at once.

With a wave of his hand, over a hundred wine crates were neatly stacked in the carriage.

Seeing that there was still plenty of space left, he took out some more ingredients and filled the carriage to the brim.

Once Jack drives the car away tonight, everything will be settled.

He casually set a simple password for the car door, then returned to the garage and joined the cleaning team.

Time passed quietly, and everyone worked for a full two hours.

Everything salvaged from the garbage dump was carefully cleaned, including Death Wish.

V meticulously cleaned its exoskeleton prosthesis with a sponge, and incidentally discovered that it was a female cat.

With the addition of the little one at home, there are now two female cats in the house.

"Phew~~ Done!" Sasha put her hands on her hips and proudly picked up a desktop computer. "Let's take this home quickly, I can't wait to see what's on Bartmore's computer!"

Before everyone could catch their breath, she herded them up like ducks.

Seeing that even the weakest member of the team had started working, the others had no choice but to give up their rest.

After loading everything into the car, we began our return journey.

After arriving home safely, they declined the apartment staff's offer of help and carried their belongings into the elevator themselves.

Here, they had a minor argument.

Sasha wanted to move the equipment back to her own home for a simple reason—she was the hacker on the team, and extracting data from old equipment was her job.

But Leo had a different opinion; he wanted to store the equipment in the singularity space and hand it over to Pure White for processing.

In the game's storyline, the hacker responsible for extracting data from the network access bay almost had his brains roasted by Bartmouth's automated defense program.

He expressed concern about Sasha's hacking skills.

It's better to let Chunbai handle this kind of thing; she has stronger technical skills, higher computing power, and isn't afraid of defense programs.

Of course, this cannot be said directly; it must be said more tactfully:

"Let my hacker team handle the data extraction; they have dedicated, independent servers that are physically isolated from the internet."

Bartelmos once destroyed the entire Initial Network with RABID; who knows what even more terrifying viruses might be on his computer. If he accidentally crashes Night City's LAN, things could get really messed up.

“Mmm…”

Sasha was unwilling to accept it, but her technical skills were indeed far inferior to Pure White's.

In some ways, hacking is like mathematics; if it doesn't work, it doesn't work, and you have to accept that.

"Alright then... I'd like to see the data once it's extracted..."

"no problem."

Leo comforted her by patting her head.

Ding--

The elevator doors opened on the 12th floor.

Together, everyone moved the old equipment into the living room.

The vacant wine cabinet area has been transformed into a storage room, filled with technological marvels from fifty years ago.

Because there was too much clutter, they couldn't move it all in one go, so everyone went down again.

This death wish was also brought up—V wrapped it in his old coat to prevent outsiders from seeing its overly unique appearance.

Sasha told her not to go through all that trouble: "Just search online, there are plenty of cybernetically modified cats like Death Wish."

"Huh?" V looked bewildered.

"Think about it, Bartmos is the god of hackers, and his popularity in the hacker community has always been second or even first. If a hacker wanted to raise a cybernetically modified cat, the first thing they would think of is Death Wish."

In addition, with the existence of cosplay enthusiasts, there are many modified cats that look similar to it.

V made a blunder, but also became curious: "Bartlemos is second in popularity, so who is number one?"

Sasha's lips twitched: "Spider Murphy. Her true appearance is still a mystery, but hackers generally assume she's a super beauty, and there are tons of... tons of her doujinshi circulating online."

V was speechless.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Sesame is the only thing that people like regardless of class, gender, or age.

As the queen of doujinshi, it's understandable that Spider Murphy has such popularity.

The elevator reached the 12th floor again, and as soon as the doors opened, the desire for death stirred.

It struggled incessantly in V's arms, making anxious cries.

Unlike its previous calls, this time its voice was drawn out, with a sense of calling.

Sasha's eyes widened: "I've seen a lot of cat videos, this sounds like a mother cat calling for her kittens."

"Meow meow meow--"

Sure enough, the little one, who was rolling over on the sofa, suddenly woke up and rushed over at top speed.

As soon as V let go, he saw the two cats pounce on each other.

The little one just kept meowing, while Death Wish kept sniffing its scent and licking it all over.

"They really do look like mother and daughter..."

Everyone found it incredible.

The little one looks only a few months old, but Death Wish is at least 60 years old, and that's according to human age.

Definitely an over-aged mother!

Watching the heartwarming scene of the mother and daughter cats reunited, V sighed softly: "It's nice, but there are just too many of them. My house is almost turning into a cat cafe."

Sasha's eyes flickered, and she said softly, "Kitties are so cute! I think we could get a few more!"

"No way! Scooping poop and pee every day, and having to play with the cat, it's such a hassle..."

Leo glanced at V and realized that she also had times when she didn't mean what she said—he wondered who it was that was always carrying a cat around the house all day long.

After everyone had put their electronic devices away, V immediately issued an eviction order: "Go home, take a shower, and change your clothes. The smell is unbearable."

Hearing her say this, the issue that everyone had selectively forgotten resurfaced.

After trudging through the garbage mountain and carrying a lot of things, I was covered in sweat. The smell... I almost threw up after just one whiff.

The retching spread like an acute infectious disease among everyone, and even V regretted it after saying it.

Without further ado, Vera and Sasha immediately took a step back and retreated into the elevator.

Jack was a step too slow and watched helplessly as the elevator doors closed.

The unlucky guy who lived the furthest from home was the last to leave.

After all his friends left, V took Leo's hand and headed towards the bathroom.

“You just had surgery today, so you shouldn’t take a shower. But the garbage dump is so dirty, I’m worried about your wound getting infected. Here, I’ll wipe you down with a damp towel, using the pure water I brought back from another world. It should be fine.”

Leo quickly nodded: "I'd rather take some antibiotics and then wash myself properly. I'm practically pickled in this mountain of garbage."

"You... ugh..." V gagged. "Can you please stop saying things like that? I feel like I smell terrible..."

"Your feeling is right, Death Wish's dirt has all gotten on you."

"Ugh... I can't keep these clothes!"

The two quickly went into the bathroom and used two cases of water and a whole bottle of shower gel to wash away the stench.

Afterwards, V's OCD kicked in, and she dragged both cats into the bathroom and washed them again before she was in the mood to make dinner.

Around 7 p.m., the Immortal Squad regrouped.

After having dinner together, under Pure White's direction, they reviewed the plan to attack the company's transport fleet.

Unlike the general direction last time, Pure White is sharing specific action steps.

Leo specifically suggested that they use EMP to shoot down the transport convoy as much as possible, and avoid using homing rockets as an alternative, especially not against transport vehicles.

The equipment there is all very valuable; if it gets damaged, it will be unusable.

Furthermore, since Arasaka is going to take the blame, why not just buy a few sets of Arasaka company uniforms from the black market and have everyone dress up as Arasaka employees to do bad things?

V gave him two thumbs up: "You're the more cunning one. How about... we deliberately let the surveillance cameras take a few pictures? Anyway, there are jammers on the faces, so they can only see the clothes."

It was a tempting offer, but Leo declined: "It's best not to. Body shape can sometimes reveal personal information."

Everyone looked at Jack and nodded in agreement—he was so big, his personal features were too distinctive.

The operational meeting lasted until 9 p.m., during which a large number of plans and contingency plans were compiled and recorded in the separate chip so that everyone could review them whenever they had free time.

Just before the gathering ended, Leo called out to everyone: "Tomorrow morning, we're taking Old Vie and Haywood's lads to the Wanderers' Camp. I'm thinking we should also decide on a name for this new gang. Do you have any suggestions?"

Rising to Fame: Chapter 276 The New Gang in Night City, Named—Wings of Freedom!

"The Big Shots Gang!"

Jack still couldn't forget his ultimate goal in life.

Leo rejected the idea without hesitation: "The gang is just the company's black glove, what kind of big shot are they?"

"The Cat Gang! The Evil Cat Gang!"

Sasha came up with two names that matched her personal aesthetic preferences.

Leo rejected the idea without hesitation: "Night City already has the Tiger Claw Gang. Your name sounds like a lower-class replacement for them."

With two members eliminated in a row, the two V-Zhentian members who had not yet spoken became much more cautious.