People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

If it's really that weird, just let those NCPD idiots believe in damn coincidences and miracles.

"But... this is really a coincidence..."

At that time, he really just took out his weapon and pulled the trigger, that's all.

Although this is neither science nor magic, nor fantasy, it is the fact.

The words "want to cry but no tears" were almost written on his face.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to join the terrorist squad.

Putting aside the issue of strength, there are many benefits to this identity, such as autonomy and the ability to hunt down cyberpsychopaths at will.

But it’s not time to join yet, at least not yet.

At least we have to wait until he gets some good implants...

What's more, the job of being a member of the Terrorist Squad is not that easy. You might lose your job but be smashed to pieces by those cyber maniacs.

"Well, since you don't want to now, then think about it carefully."

Seeing his sad face, Melissa chose not to force it, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"Here's my number. Feel free to contact me if you change your mind."

After saying that, Melissa and the other team members boarded the armed hovercraft and left the place amid the roar that gradually faded away.

"Ah, it seems that the inspector lady is very optimistic about you, David."

Looking at the hovercraft that had shrunk into a black dot in the sky, Lucy said with a gloating look.

"...Damn it, don't you dare stop laughing at me?"

But the more she said this, the brighter Lucy's smile became.

Being invited to join the Terrorist Squad is not a good thing. It is an invitation that everyone in Night City wants to avoid.

Not only that, he also received a message from Miss Melissa.

Simply put, it explains in a veiled way that it was he who took away Cybermaniac's implants, and also vaguely points out that he also has military-grade implants.

Finally, he left a sentence: "My intuition tells me that we are the same kind of people."

What kind of people are we? (Falls)

“What a sin…”

David closed the text message casually.

However, this time it is not too bad, after all...

"This time we can be considered teammates who share hardships together...right?"

When he turned his head, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"What's going on...?"

My vision suddenly became blurry, and my feet felt weak, and something seemed to be flowing out of my nostrils.

He was sure it wasn't snot.

"Fuck... No way..."

Everything went dark before his eyes, his legs went weak and he passed out instantly.

"David?"

In a trance, he seemed to hear Lucy's call, but his eyes were already dark and he could not see anything.

The only thing we know is that it seems to have fallen into a soft place.

20. Is this the rhythm of getting your kidneys punched?

"How bad is it?"

"It's a common mistake for novices. They didn't take any protective measures after the implant was completed... What immunosuppressant did he use?"

“Is there medical insurance?”

"I don't know. It doesn't look like it."

"So are there any family members we can contact? Or emergency contacts?"

"I said I don't know, but there must be parents, right?"

In the darkness, I could vaguely hear voices talking.

And one of the younger voices seemed a little impatient.

"who is it?"

The sound is a bit fuzzy and hard to distinguish.

The only thing that is known is that consciousness is gradually returning to the body.

He slowly opened his still heavy eyelids.

"Strange ceiling..."

No, it’s not the ceiling to be exact.

What came into view was a mottled roof covered with blood and rust. Although I was wearing an oxygen mask, the air inside had a strange smell.

He glanced around and saw a strong woman who was either Latin or black sitting above his head, as if she came from Taiping Island.

He was holding a tablet in his hand and fiddling with it constantly, muttering all kinds of strange words from time to time.

"Students from Arasaka Academy... No wonder they have the money to buy something like this..."

He was completely confused by words like these.

Then his gaze moved slightly downward.

Lucy sat at the car door, looking very bored, her slender hands slightly supporting her fair chin, looking very impatient.

At this moment, he realized where he was.

"Oh, it was in the ambulance."

As he was looking at Lucy, Lucy also noticed his gaze, and the corners of her mouth suddenly rose slightly: "Are you awake? The operation was successful, you are already a girl."

"....Please don't make such jokes, thank you."

Girl? Why don't you say I was made into a sex doll?

Then this bus was specially designed to take me to Niuniu Street.

He complained a little in his heart and rolled his eyes at Lucy.

This woman is good in every way and very attractive, except for her dark and devilish personality, which is a bit unbearable.

I really like to make fun of people, especially him.

"Well, it was just a joke to lighten the mood. If you don't like it, forget it."

Lucy waved her hand indifferently, and returned to her lazy tone again and asked: "So, how do you feel now?"

"It's okay... just still a little sleepy."

This is the truth. Even now his eyelids cannot help drooping, as if he will fall asleep at any moment.

"Really? So what suppressant are you using?"

"...The soft stimulant prescribed by the prosthetic doctor...is said to be able to strengthen nerve conduction for a short period of time and suppress the side effects of the implant..."

"Wow, is this true? They're using high-end stuff."

Lucy was a little surprised by what he said.

Few prosthetic doctors in Night City would prescribe this kind of serious stuff. Usually they would just prescribe a few low-end stuff to deal with the problem.

I didn't expect there would be such a conscientious prosthetic doctor.

"Well.. I have one in my pocket, but I forgot to smoke it today..."

To be exact, it's not just today, I haven't smoked since I got the implant.

After all, the system said that this body is immune to the side effects of cyberpsychosis, so I didn't care about the inhibitors. I just brought one with me just in case...

Thinking of this, he became very angry.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? System! Get out!"

[Ding, Cyberpunk Fourth Disaster is here to serve you wholeheartedly. What do you need, host? 】

"Don't talk about useless things! Didn't you say that the immune prosthesis has side effects? What's going on now?!"

[This system only says that the host's body is completely immune to the physical dependence and psychological effects of the implant, but it never says that it is immune to the burden that the implant brings to the body. ]

"What do you mean?"

[In other words, the host's physical fitness is too weak now. ]

[It is recommended to install a secondary heart, adrenaline enhancement parts, synthetic lung lobes, nanofibers, blood pumps and pain editors. This is the most suitable solution for the host at present. 】

To put it simply, it can be summed up in one sentence - flesh and blood are weak, machines can ascend, so abandon your body, young man!

"Fuck... you didn't even say anything..."

The light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he lay on the stretcher with lifeless eyes, staring into space.

Just the few things the system mentioned just now, the total price has exceeded one million.

Then I looked at the balance in my wallet which just broke six figures...

This is such a sad story.

"Bang!"

Just as he and the system were performing a little theater in their hearts, the vehicle suddenly passed a speed bump and drove onto the overpass.

"Wait a minute, we passed it..."

Lucy looked out the window, wanting to ask what was going on.

But before she could finish her words, a "click" sound interrupted her.

It's the sound of a bullet being loaded.

“Ah la la…”

Lucy suddenly made a troubled sound.

The black cyborg doctor held a small pink pistol in his hand and pointed it at David's temple.

That’s right, even though that woman looks big and strong like she’s from a street gang, she is indeed a cyborg doctor.

And they are cooperating with scavengers, with a clinic above and a slaughterhouse below.

"I advise you to stop interfering. The prosthetics on this little brat are worth a lot of money."

The cyborg doctor slammed the pistol against the railing, making a loud clatter, then thrust the muzzle back.

"If you keep silent, I can give you a share."

"What? Didn't I expect you would have sunk to the point of cooperating with someone who cuts your kidney?"

Lucy said in a slightly sarcastic tone.

It seems that these two people are acquaintances.

"Well, if you're not happy, I'll remove your implants as well."

The woman was totally bluffing.

She didn't dare touch Lucy.

Because she knew that behind Lucy stood the mercenary team led by Mann.

Although his reputation is not that loud, he is not someone she can afford to offend.

Lucy naturally noticed this, so she continued to look carefree and even teased him while he was tied to the stretcher.

"Ah la la, what should I do, Dviad?"

"Hey... don't ask me, I'm tied up."