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

"So... my being transported to Gotham was actually my own fault?"

"That's right!"

Pure White nodded obediently.

The thought of those bizarre and dangerous experiences over the past 24 hours plunged Leo into deep self-loathing.

Fortunately, he had already developed a strong heart from the double torment of his client and his idiot boss, and could barely withstand this kind of blow.

After gently setting aside his mistake, he asked the same question again: "Putting aside what happened before, where exactly is this place? Now that I've traveled back in time, shouldn't I be back in the real world?"

"I regret to inform you, Father, that we seem to have been sucked into an alternate dimension by the singularity, and we are currently in a very strange dimension. According to the information I have urgently compiled in the past 24 hours, you will soon face another 'transmigration'."

"No way, again?!" Leo exclaimed in fear. "Am I not going to go back to reality? I haven't even spent all the money I've painstakingly saved in my bank account. I really don't want to time travel!"

"I'm afraid that won't work. Please look above your head."

Pure White pointed, guiding Leo's gaze in that direction.

【00:03:24】

"What do you mean... I'm going to time travel again in three minutes?"

"Yes, since I haven't sorted out the information that Curiosity comes with, you can only stay in this space, which is like a transit station, for ten minutes before embarking on your next journey."

"Go to another world for another 24 hours?"

"It will probably take more than 24 hours. I forcibly brought you back this time. According to my calculations, under normal circumstances you would have to stay in the 'New World' for seven to fifteen days until I finish dealing with the miscellaneous matters here and accumulate enough energy to bring you back."

"Ah this..."

【00:02:56】

In the time it took to say a few words, another half minute was gone.

"There's no time to explain, Father. I will now guide you through the initial setup for the second time travel. We can discuss any questions you may have next time!"

Chunbai quickened her pace, waving her hands rapidly in front of him, her urging unspoken.

Although Leo was numb, his rationality prevailed, and he quickly came to terms with reality.

"Alright, let's get through this first..."

"With the power of the singularity, I can help you find a world you can travel to. I've first organized the data on your personal computer, arranged in reverse chronological order. You now have two choices—"

"One is Cyberpunk 2077, the other is Warhammer 40. Which world would you like to go to?"

Anonymous: Chapter Seven Cyberpunk 207...6!?

"Warhammer... 40K!?"

Leo was stuttering.

"The previous one is one thing, but time travel doesn't work in the Warhammer universe!"

Let alone seven to fifteen days, if you're unlucky, you might die on the very day you time-travel...

"That's what I think too, but so far we've only figured out the coordinates for these two worlds, so I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, Father."

A virtual panel appears in pure white, allowing for quick operation.

The rapidly scrolling data on the panel was beyond the range of the naked eye; looking at it for even a few seconds made him dizzy.

Half a minute later, the catgirl stretched lazily, revealing a small fang: "Done! I've hacked into Night City's citizen information database and can create a fake identity for you. Come fill out the form!"

Leo leaned closer and saw a form that resembled a resume, listing various pieces of information that needed to be filled in.

With limited time, he didn't dawdle and directly used voice commands to have Chunbai input at high speed.

"Name: Leonardo DiCaprio, age 18, background and upbringing are made up, he came to Night City to study from a mysterious ancient Eastern country."

Are you sure you want to use this name?

"It's just a fake identity anyway, so who cares!"

"OKK."

It has to be said that AI is incredibly efficient; it generated a respectable citizen identity in less than a minute.

As long as no one goes to the East to verify it in person, there's basically no need to worry about being exposed.

Finally, here's a close-up of Leo's head, revealing a very real fake identity.

The catgirl, Pure White, flew to him, proudly holding up the virtual panel like a treasure: "Look, look! I even managed to 'steal' a little bit of start-up capital from the online black market for you~"

"Just a tiny bit!?" Leo asked expectantly.

"Please don't overinterpret this. It's only a small amount. Taking too much might attract regulatory attention."

Leo looked at the money in his personal account—217,025 euros.

21 is neither a lot nor a little; if you spend it sparingly, it's enough to get a lot done.

If you're feeling bold, you could just hire a legendary mercenary who's been described as "only an idiot would do this job," and you should be able to boss him or her around like crazy.

【00:01:01】

"Time is running out. Please remove the surveillance equipment that Batman secretly placed on your back collar and waistband."

"……what?"

Leo was taken aback, quickly checked the corresponding location, and indeed found two tiny devices the size of chips.

Pure White explained, "Those are locators and listening devices. It's absolutely safe here, but if you go back to Gotham, your secrets and whereabouts will undoubtedly be exposed."

"Damn bats..."

Leo could hardly believe it. In the few seconds that the two of them were in contact, Batman had actually installed two surveillance cameras!

Batman has this peculiar habit of stuffing listening devices into everyone he meets...

He gripped the two small devices tightly, as if about to throw them to the ground and crush them, but suddenly stopped and opened his hands again—

This is a bugging device personally given by Batman. The Joker's "souvenir" is gone, but Batman's "souvenir" seems to have quite a collection value.

"Pure White, are you sure this place is absolutely safe?"

"It is confirmed that within the 'singularity,' only we can see into the outside world, and the outside world can never discover, track, or approach us."

"Okay, then let's keep it."

Thus, the listening device and locator "gifted" by Batman became the first "decoration" on the desk.

After observing for a few seconds, Leo suddenly felt that Pure White's words seemed a bit off: "What do you mean—'go back to Gotham'? Do I really have to go back?"

"Yes... You currently only have three travel options. Unless you want to go to the Warhammer world, you can only travel back and forth between Cyberpunk and Gotham."

Chunbai covered her face with her hands, seemingly feeling somewhat guilty.

"If only I hadn't sent that pop-up, I would have saved Father from getting into this difficult situation..."

Seeing the pitiful state of the white catgirl he had sculpted himself, Leo could only forgive her. "It's alright, after all, I was the one who pressed the confirmation button..."

"Waaah... Father is so good~"

"Please be careful while you are adventuring. I am here researching the power of the singularity, and I will notify you of any discoveries via the network!"

"Once you arrive in the cyberpunk world, the first thing you'll need to do is install a brain-computer interface. Your money is all in your online personal account, which requires an internet connection to access. Then you'll need to find a safe place to live. Once I've accumulated enough energy, I'll bring you back..."

With Pure White's constant reminders, the countdown reached its final three seconds.

Three…two…one!

The scene before him froze at the moment when Pure White waved to him with tears in her eyes.

The next second, Leo appeared at a busy intersection.

The sound is noisy.

A variety of strange smells flooded my nose, including not only cheap perfumes, cigarettes, and smog, but also some novel smells I had never encountered before.

Surprisingly, the passersby seemed completely unaware of his "appearance out of nowhere" until he looked around for a while before anyone glanced at him curiously.

It was that kind of... scrutinizing, appraising, and somewhat malicious gaze.

Leo was startled by the unfriendly stares and quickly lowered his head, no longer looking around like Granny Liu when she first entered the Grand View Garden.

Watson District, Chinatown.

He had Pure White place himself next to Old Vivi's clinic.

Because Lao Wei is a good person "verified" by the plot.

He was also one of the few people he was willing to try to trust in the unfamiliar yet not entirely unfamiliar cyberpunk world.

Looking at the strangely dressed people on the street, and then looking down at my own shabby clothes.

To Leo's astonishment, the old clothes specially made for homeless people actually made him seem less out of place and more like the people at the bottom of society.

The only difference is that he doesn't have tattoos or messy prosthetics, and he looks a bit too clean-cut.

When several Mexicans and Blacks started pointing and whispering about him, Leo quickened his pace and headed towards the alley to the left.

Bottles and jars were scattered on the patched road, and not far away were several snack and beverage vending machines. Looking at the colorful food in the display window, he couldn't help but swallow.

During his 24 hours in Gotham, he only ate a few pieces of cold fried chicken and drank a few cans of soda, and was in a state of semi-starvation the whole time.

Now that he has money, he really wants to buy some junk food and treat himself.

Unfortunately... when he saw a passerby pay the bill using "thought", he knew that without a brain-computer interface, he couldn't spend his money.

He quickened his pace and soon saw an old friend—or rather, he heard his loud speech from afar.

"But you are not the master of your own memories! Because your eyes do not belong to you, or rather..."

"It doesn't belong to you alone!"

Gary the Prophet – spoiler, madman, conspiracy theorist, and many similar labels can all be applied to him.

Leo is interested in this person, but not now. His most important task right now is to find Old Wei to install the brain-computer interface.

Fortunately, the prophet's temporary residence was right next to Misty's Spirit House.

Old Vivi's clinic is right behind the psychic house.

Before entering, ignoring the scrutinizing gaze of the "bodyguard" by the door, he stood at the entrance and peered inside.

The sight of shops and characters from the game appearing before your eyes creates a strange and disorienting feeling that is hard to describe in words.

"Hey, come in, even if you just want to take a look, my shop doesn't charge an entrance fee."

The young, short-haired female shop owner greeted him in a friendly manner.

Leo returned a polite smile, but his body suddenly froze as he stepped into the doorway with his right foot.

Directly in front of him was an electronic timer, clearly displaying the date as February 17, 2076.

207…6! ?

I checked it several times, and it was always the same number.

Leo was a little confused. He had been transported into the world of Cyberpunk 2077, but now he was told that it was 2076?

Isn't this headline misleading?!

Unknown Soldier: Chapter Eight Friendly Faces, Misty and Old Vie

Leo took a deep breath.

The fragrance of lavender diffuser filled his nostrils, like a gentle spring breeze caressing his face, soothing his restless soul.

2076...

There is still a whole year before the "main storyline of the game" that he is familiar with.

V-Zhentian is probably still hiding in some corner as an unknown nobody... or maybe he's a senior executive at the company.

The core of all the conflicts, the "biochip," is still safely stored in the Arasaka Laboratory and was not taken to Night City by our undercover agent, Arasaka Yoriyuki.

In theory, this should be a good thing. At least nothing major happened this year, and it was a stable and uneventful year, which was an excellent opportunity for his development.

But he always felt like he had forgotten something...

"You seem really conflicted. Why don't you try a tarot reading? It might give you some inspiration."