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

"Easy! Leave it to me!"

Sasha wasn't used to being in an environment full of strangers, so when she heard she could go back to the car, she turned around and ran away.

Of the seven men sent out, only two remained by Leo's side.

V, needless to say, is his super bodyguard and good wife; the two are inseparable.

The other one was Old Wei, who had a bitter expression on his face.

Looking at the two hundred or so people in the square, he had an increasingly strong premonition that he would die of exhaustion on the operating table.

Leo comforted him, "Don't be afraid, old man. How could a true King of Fighters be afraid of such a challenge!"

Hearing his joke, Old Wei rolled his eyes without hesitation.

Leo pretended not to see it: "The Bright family also has a prosthetic doctor, and several assistants/apprentices. I can also provide a few medical students for remote support. You just need to demonstrate a few times, and then you can act as a mentor and easily observe from the sidelines."

"Just watching with ease?"

Old Wei glanced at him sideways.

"Do you think mentoring students is a simple matter? Less than one in ten medical students can successfully obtain an A-level prosthetic doctor's license, and that's data from professional medical schools. And one of the requirements for an A-level license is—absolutely no mistakes can be made."

In other words, even the medical students you provide are bound to make mistakes when installing these relatively simple implants, and then I have to clean up their messes…”

"Doesn't that just show how important you are?"

Leo continued his witty banter and successfully defeated Old Wei.

During the conversation, he noticed that Cedric had brought over a few oddly dressed vagrants, who stood politely a few meters away, waiting for him to summon them.

Seeing that they were so sensible, Leo stopped holding their earlier offense against them and beckoned them over.

After the group approached him, the woman who had previously contradicted him apologized frankly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you before. Uh, I shouldn't have projected my personal prejudices onto a stranger."

It's obvious that this was something they had been taught beforehand; it sounds very formal and literary.

He looked around to make sure everyone around him was trustworthy, then lowered his voice and said, "It's alright. Their 'Nightingale Project' is indeed inhumane, and I don't get along with them either."

He didn't say who "they" referred to, but the keyword "Project Nightingale" had already caused a drastic change in the expressions of the Red Ochre members.

Seeing the wide, staring eyes, Leo suddenly gestured to Old Wei:

"I heard your mission this time is to go to Night City to buy medicine. Human experimentation must have already affected your normal lives, right? Should we have a professional cyborg doctor examine you? Old Wei is a certified AA-level cyborg doctor!"

The group of people with the red ochre were all somewhat tempted.

Their tribe's cyborg doctor is unlicensed, and when they go to Night City to buy medicine, they can only go to the Cleaners. This opportunity to be examined by a professional doctor is not to be missed.

Old Wei had already noticed something amiss from their "peculiar" attire, but he had no objection to it.

After reaching an agreement, Leo led both parties to the largest truck—an eight-axle van, 21 meters long, 3 meters wide, and 2.7 meters high, with side panels that could be unfolded to extend its width.

According to the old captain, the vehicle has an actual load capacity of up to 100 tons and an internal usable space of about 160 cubic meters.

According to Leo's visual assessment, this vehicle is undoubtedly the biggest behemoth in the wanderer camp.

Even before setting off, the vehicle's interior was converted into a mobile clinic, divided into four small consultation rooms, capable of performing four surgeries simultaneously if there are enough doctors.

Old Wei went inside and took a look around, then commented: "The operating chair and basic equipment are pretty good, not worse than those small clinics in the city. This car alone must have cost at least two million, right?"

Leo nodded: "It's 220 million in total. I needed it in a hurry, and I got ripped off by some unscrupulous dealers on the black market."

“No problem.” Old Wei recalled the equipment models. “These are all secondhand devices salvaged from the trauma team's ambulance; they’re much better than the cheaper equipment at the medical center. Alright, you can have—”

Leo handed him a professional-grade protective suit, interrupting him: "Old Wei, their situation is a bit special. You should wear something when you're doing the examination, and avoid touching their skin and blood with your bare hands."

"That sounds pretty serious..."

Old Wei's expression turned serious. He quickly put on his protective suit and then laid two more layers of disposable protective covers on the operating table.

Leo stepped out of the carriage and gestured for a representative from the Red Ochre Tribe to go in and inspect.

Cedric glanced back at his squad and called the woman out. "Her condition is the most serious. Let her go."

Leo stepped aside noncommittally, while instructing Chunbai to closely monitor the progress of the surgery.

He bought this car at a high price, so naturally he left many loopholes.

All data from surgeries performed here will be uploaded to Chunbai, serving as her practical training material and helping her become a qualified prosthetic doctor as quickly as possible.

Rising to Fame: Chapter 279 Subduing the Red Ochre Tribe

Once the doctor and patient enter the consultation room, everyone else can only wait outside for the results.

Just as Leo was about to have a chat with Panan, he received an unexpected phone call.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

The caller is... the principal of Arasaka Academy?

Leo led V a few steps away and answered the phone.

The principal's upper body image appeared in the upper left corner; he was an unremarkable, short, and stout middle-aged man.

He was wearing a brown suit and sitting upright in his office.

On the desk, a small desk lamp cast an orange-yellow light, illuminating his hands. The skin prosthetics embedded in his fingers and palms gleamed, attracting considerable attention.

The golden color made Leo feel a sense of familiarity, so he also took out the Zero Smart Pistol and used the same trick to show off his wealth.

The principal's cheek twitched almost imperceptibly, and he silently turned off the desk lamp.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, "Leonardo, you've been absent for three days in a row, including today. Is there some difficulty you're facing?"

So that's what it was about...

After a moment's thought, Leo sent him a medical report and said, "I'm sorry, Principal, I had a major prosthetic implant surgery yesterday, which is why I missed my studies."

The principal received the document, glanced at it quickly, and approved of his explanation.

"Your surgical plan is a bit too aggressive, inserting so many implants at once. Young people should also exercise moderation."

"Yes, I know. It's all because of the chaotic security situation in Night City that I adopted such a radical approach."

This was originally just a casual joke, but the Japanese-looking principal surprisingly agreed with it.

“You’re right. Night City lacks order and isn’t as stable as Japan or China. Installing more cybernetic bodies will provide better protection for people’s personal safety.”

Okay, since this is serious business, I won't say any more. I wish you a speedy recovery and hope it doesn't interfere with your studies.

"Okay, thank you for your understanding."

Leo exchanged a few more polite words and then hung up the phone.

"The principal of Arakasaka Academy?" V asked, leaning closer.

"Yes, they were parachuted in from Japan."

"He seems reasonable enough, but it's a pity he doesn't know you're planning to bomb the school."

"Who says it's not~"

Leo chuckled twice, once again putting the matter of going to school out of his mind.

With Chunbai around, as long as he gets his hands on the teaching materials database, his learning efficiency will far exceed that of going to school in a step-by-step manner, and there is no need for him to waste time at Arasaka Academy.

Walking back to the clinic entrance, he joined the conversation, listening to two beautiful and charming female homeless people share their interesting stories from their journeys.

Fifteen minutes later, the physical examination was completed, and Lao Wei returned to the group with a heavy expression.

The red ochre-clad female wanderer also returned to the group and spoke quietly with her teammates.

Out of caution, Leo invited several relevant personnel into the carriage to talk.

After entering, he quietly inquired about the situation from Old Wei.

Old Wei looked at the test results repeatedly, and after a long period of contemplation, he said:

"The results were terrible. The human experiment they underwent was poorly designed, leading to severe electromagnetic overstimulation, which in turn caused very serious side effects such as neurophysiological disorders and cell membrane potential collapse."

Leo nodded... he didn't understand at all.

He hasn't been involved in the medical field yet and doesn't understand such professional academic terms.

Judging from the blank stares of the people involved, they clearly didn't understand either.

Old Wei noticed their confusion and patiently explained, "Specifically, the symptoms include photophobia, lung damage, intermittent neuralgia, and in severe cases, even epilepsy and convulsions. Is this what you're experiencing now?"

Cedric and the others nodded frantically.

"This is still mild; it's just a chronic sequela of continuous exposure. If it continues to develop, it will soon evolve into blood-brain barrier damage and gene collapse, leading to fatal complications."

"Will...people die?" the sickest woman asked with difficulty, her voice trembling.

Old Wei sighed, "Fatal complications, what do you think..."

"Fuck biotechnology!" Cedric exploded. "When we signed the contract, they promised there would be no danger to our lives. That's why we agreed! How come now... fuck fuck fuck!"

In his agitation, his hand instinctively gripped the gun handle. Had he not retained some semblance of reason, he would have charged into the biotechnology building and fought them to the death.

"Cedric! Calm down!"

Seeing that he was blushing and about to explode, the team members quickly calmed him down.

V also silently stepped forward, standing between Leo and him.

To be honest, Leo was also a little nervous because he recognized the guy in front of him as the protagonist of "Witnessing Cyber ​​Psychosis: Turning a Deaf Ear".

In the game, if you knock him out and hand him over to Regina, you can revive him later, which makes you a lucky guy.

After Cedric calmed down, he handed the medicine he had bought from the cleaner to Old Vie for inspection.

Old Wei quickly identified the drug's components using specialized equipment.

"Cell repair slow-release agents...containing artificial phospholipid bilayer patches and mitochondrial-targeted antioxidants, have the right idea, but they only treat the symptoms, not the root cause."

This drug can alleviate physical symptoms and provide some cell repair, but if you don't stop human trials, it can only prolong the symptoms for a while longer.

"Fuck your mother..."

Cedric's profanity sounded weak and listless this time.

"This jar costs 15,000 euros. The Red Ochre tribe uses four jars every month. We spend all the money we earn on this..."

Old Wei looked at the ingredients of the slow-release agent again and suddenly said, "Buy the raw materials on the black market and mix them yourself. The cost of this can is less than three thousand euros."

"You stupid street cleaners! They're treating us like pigs to be slaughtered!!"

The Crimson Ochre Squad was furious, but there was nothing they could do.

After venting their frustrations, they looked at Old Vieira with pleading eyes: "Doctor, our tribe doesn't have the necessary equipment, and our prosthetic doctors are rather inexperienced. Could you...?"

Old Wei himself didn't really care; getting some medicine wouldn't be a big deal. But he wasn't sure how Leo planned to handle the situation, so he could only look to him for advice.

All eyes immediately turned to Leo's face.

He was originally watching the show in the front row, but after a few seconds of stunned silence, he realized what was going on: "Hmm... this isn't difficult. We can just have Lao Wei help you with the prescriptions from now on, and you can negotiate the price yourselves."

Cedric nodded rapidly, repeatedly expressing his gratitude.

"but--"

Leo's unexpected turn of events put their hearts on the line again.

"You all know this medicine only treats the symptoms, not the root cause, so don't you have any other plans?"

Cedric, being the leader of the dispatch team, was naturally intelligent and quickly grasped the deeper meaning behind his words.

Recalling his earlier statement that "he and biotechnology are not on good terms," ​​he sensed a glimmer of hope—if biotechnology were inhuman, then turning to L's side and seeking Kangtao's protection might not be a bad way out.

After a quick deliberation, he said, "Boss L, we also want to stop cooperating with the biotechnology company, but the high penalty for breach of contract and the company's military force are beyond our capabilities."

"How about this—if you're still hiring, I'll go back and talk to the chieftain, and persuade him to hand over those tribespeople who haven't participated in human experiments to you. Once they've earned some money and are able to protect themselves, then we can turn against biotechnology."

Leo looked into his eyes and slowly nodded under his anxious gaze:

"A very safe arrangement... Here's what we'll do: you guys try to create some disturbance over there to delay the progress of the human experiments. In half a month, I'll arrange for you to be removed from the control of biotechnology and go to a safe place to recuperate. I'll discuss the specific details with your clan leader then."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much. As long as you... you can save the Red Ochre tribe, we three hundred people will follow your lead from now on!"

Leo was very pleased with himself for conquering a tribe with just a promise that had not yet been fulfilled.

Noticing that the newly registered members were queuing up in an orderly fashion, he told the Red Ochre group to leave first and return to the tribe to report the good news.

After they left, only he, V, and Old Vivi remained in the clinic.