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

V looked closely at his skin and couldn't help but sigh.

"Your skin is delicate and fair, without a single blemish. You take excellent care of it. I don't think even the top courtesans at Genting can compare to you."

Leo cannot ignore such outrageous remarks.

He glared at V.

Unfortunately, she wasn't afraid at all.

V's fingertips roamed freely over his body, quickly checking the red and swollen areas.

"It's nothing, just a little bruise. I'll put some medicine on it, and it'll be fine tomorrow."

"I'm not clean anymore..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I didn't take off your pants. Look at you being so pretentious."

The street vendor, V, without batting an eye, calmly pressed his abdomen and chest before standing up and commenting:

"Your body fat percentage is okay, but your muscle mass is too low, you obviously haven't been training. If you want to get stronger quickly, you'd better go to the gym or just get some subcutaneous armor."

Leo dressed with a resentful look on his face and took out the family medicine box from the coffee table drawer.

"Please help me determine what medication can speed up my recovery."

“You don’t need any of that.” V pushed open the medicine box and took out an inhaler from the drawer. “Use this to treat type 1. A long press consumes one bottle, while a short press can be used three times. In your case, a short press is enough.”

"Are you sure... Waaah!"

Before he could finish speaking, V had already shoved the bottle he was trying to cure into his mouth.

"Press briefly, inhale, and hold your breath for five seconds."

Suck--

Leo had no choice but to do as she said.

The taste of the medicine is... tasteless. It feels cool and pleasant in your mouth after inhaling.

After taking the medicine, whether it was a placebo effect or not, he quickly felt less pain in his body.

He put the unused medicine back and stood up to stretch his body. "I feel a little better. I need to take a shower; I'm covered in sweat."

V helped him put the medicine box back in its place and relaxed on the sofa.

"Okay, you go ahead. I need to tidy up the training ground and order dinner while I'm at it."

Leo turned to leave, but then paused, realizing that their conversation had a certain warmth and familiarity, like that of a couple living together...

He wanted to turn around and see V's expression, but he only saw her hurried departure.

Damn it, she's way too vigilant...

After taking a shower and having dinner, I went online and watched TV by myself, ending my uneventful day.

Before going to sleep, Leo said to V, "I've decided where to meet Miss Hacker tomorrow, so I'll go to the next life!"

"Huh!?" V rarely showed a surprised expression. "Are you sure? Can we even get in?"

"I have a brilliant plan, just wait and see!"

Leo kept everyone in suspense, then confidently walked back upstairs to the second floor.

Before going to bed, he sent Jack a text message—

[Leo: Jack, let's go out for a walk tomorrow, I'll take you to a great place!]

[Jack: Okay, where to?]

[Leo: Next Life Bar!]

[Jack: Awesome! See you there!]

*

2076 2 Month 21 Day.

Leo was woken up by the alarm clock. After opening his eyes, he thought of something, closed his eyes again, and looked at the upper right corner.

[3 days, 09:10:21]

I can stay in Night City for three more days before I have to go back to Gotham...

He suddenly didn't want to go back. Here there was V, Jack, and Old V, but what was there over there?

There's Batman... and a whole host of supervillains.

Thinking about it this way, Night City isn't so bad after all...

Pure White prioritizes finding a way to control time travel.

[Understood. I suggest that after you make money in DC, you build an IDC (Internet Data Center) for me there to enhance my computing power.]

[Fine, if Batman won't pay, I'll rob a bank!]

[If you're not afraid of attracting the attention of those superheroes, I can actually acquire a large sum of money through hacking. Gotham's cybersecurity is nowhere near as advanced as 2077's.]

Leo was stunned; he hadn't expected such a good thing to happen.

I'll just jot this down, in case it comes in handy...

I got up, washed up, and ate breakfast.

Jack arrived early and banged on the security door.

When Leo opened the door, he saw him wearing the cool black leather jacket he wore at the beginning of the game, with a gold cross around his neck and a thick chain that looked like pure copper!

This is clearly an attempt to dress up.

"That's a cool outfit, Jack."

Leo gave him a friendly fist bump.

“Absolutely.” Jack swaggered in, looking all cocky. “When you go to the next life, you have to wear your best clothes!”

He was absolutely right; V on the sofa was also wearing her favorite battle suit.

Leo... well, he's appearing as a middleman this time, so of course he has to wear that handsome silver-gray bulletproof suit!

The three of them tidied their clothes and swaggered out the door.

Leo isn't afraid today. He has V-Shock on his left and Jack on his right, and he's even wearing a bulletproof vest. The Night City natives should be the ones who are scared.

As expected, passersby still glanced at him furtively, but kept their distance, not wanting to get into a conflict with these guys who looked like troublemakers.

Shortly after, Delaman's car arrived, and they officially set off—

To the next life!

Nobody: Chapter 49 "I'm the new middleman, you can call me L."

Leo and V sat in the back row.

Jack, being such a big guy, could only sit in the passenger seat.

As soon as he got into the car, he looked around and exclaimed, "Holy crap, is this an armored vehicle? Are taxis this advanced now?"

"Thank you for your recognition. Delaman Chauffeur is committed to providing the best service to every customer. Choose Delaman, and leave your worries at the door."

Suddenly, Delaman's image appeared on the car's screen and began reading an advertisement.

When Jack learned that this was a driverless car driven by AI, and heard about its achievements from V, he was immediately amazed:

"Driverless taxis, this means all the drivers are going to lose their jobs. Hey Delaman, do you take singles parties? I have a nephew who finally found a suitable partner."

"Unfortunately, we do not accept this type of business."

"Don't be so rigid. Why not make money if you can? Decorate the outside of your car with some artificial flowers to make it festive, and I guarantee you'll make more money than driving a taxi!"

Your suggestion has been recorded for future reference.

Leo watched Jack chatting enthusiastically with Delaman and couldn't help but admire him—that ability to be so outgoing and get along with anyone was a skill in itself.

Lost in thought for a moment, Delaman's car had already driven onto the cross-sea bridge, leaving the bustling company square behind.

The Watson area is on the other side of the bridge.

The renowned Rebirth Bar is located not far from the bridge exit, in the heart of Night City—the municipal center. It maintains a subtle distance that is both restrained and intimate.

After getting out of the car, Jack's eyes immediately went to the parking space next to him.

"Many people consider the Type 66 'Northwest Wind' to be the sexiest-looking car."

"Thrax 388 Jefferson, an armored vehicle, fully bulletproof. This thing is the heaviest and thickest of all vehicles allowed on the road, a real 'iron lump'."

"These are all nice cars. The person who can be reborn as an adult must be the most awesome person ever!"

Leo glanced at them a few times; the two cars were indeed quite nice. "Wow, Jack, you know so much about cars?"

"That's right, men are all about guns and horses, and the program's name encompasses some of my favorite things. However, I still prefer motorcycles; they're more agile and exciting."

Listening to their conversation, V thought of his eighteenth-hand Hera again.

In her opinion, a car is just a means of transportation. It's good if it has bulletproof features, but otherwise... it's just so-so.

She simply couldn't understand why the two men's eyes lit up when they saw the luxury car.

"Stop staring! You two look like car thieves. Didn't you see the bodyguards watching the cars glaring at you?"

Jack casually glanced back and even gestured with his chin at the unfamiliar bodyguard.

"What are you afraid of? I don't believe anyone would dare to steal a car from here. Do you think those middlemen and top mercenaries sitting inside are just for show?"

“I’m telling you—”

Jingle bells, jingle bells…

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted Jack.

He pulled out his smartphone, his smile instantly vanishing: "My mom..."

After saying that, he ran to the side to make a phone call.

"Mom... um... um, I know, I wasn't messing around, I just met up with some friends. Um... it's Leo and V, you've met them before... Ah, um, yes, yes..."

In just a few words, he vividly portrayed the act of being perfunctory.

After hanging up the phone, Jack walked back and sighed to the two of them, "My mom's always worried I'll go back to messing around. I've already told her I won't hang out with gang members anymore after I left the gang. But she's just worrying unnecessarily..."

V looked at him and suddenly smiled: "If you ask me, Mrs. Wells' concerns are valid. With your family's situation, do you think you can just quit the gang whenever you want? As long as your family is still running that bar, you're locked in with the Valentino gang, in the same boat."

"Damn...who says it isn't? Sigh, never mind, let's not talk about this, it's ruining my good mood."

Jack, unwilling to discuss the gang any further, beckoned the two men toward the gate of the afterlife.

Leo quietly noted down this information and followed them forward.

The Rebirth Bar truly lives up to its reputation as one of the most prestigious locations in Night City, standing alone in a building with no other shops around.

Before entering, he stopped the two of them and walked towards a row of vending machines next to him.

"What are you trying to buy? Bring your own drinks in, or you'll get beaten up by the bartender."

"Screw you, I'll buy something else."

Leo ignored V's teasing and found what he wanted among the various products.

[Blank money chips, available in various sizes, priced from €5 to €50. The product description says: anonymous, non-refundable, guaranteed the note can't trace you. Whether it's money laundering, tax evasion, bribery, or anything else, just buy it, bro!]

"That's quite a bold advertising slogan."

Leo complained that he bought two 1000 euro money chips, spending 20 euros.

"Why did you buy this? You're not trying to bribe the security guard to let us in, are you?"

V was speechless.

Leo was even more speechless than her: "Look at your pathetic self. This is still old American territory. I always have to give a little tip when I ask someone to do something for me."

He filled both chips and casually put them in his pocket.

"Okay, let's go in."

The trio continued forward and soon descended the steps.