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

He has always had this question.

It's obvious that she is like Tbug, who never exercises and is immersed in the Internet every day. And Qiwei doesn't look like the kind of person who exercises.

"So? Cyber ​​hackers are also cyberpunks, there's no difference." Lucy answered his question while adjusting her breathing: "If you want to install implants, you need to ensure your body is strong."

"Otherwise, neither the mind nor the body can bear the burden of the implant, and they will become cyberpsychotic."

"Really..." He nodded, not quite understanding.

Cyber ​​spirit or something, it seems to have nothing to do with me...

Then he asked another question: "So how old are you Lucy?"

"What?" Lucy's voice suddenly became low, and she seemed a little impatient.

Because David's question reminded her of a certain long-armed tech geek who liked to act like a senior.

Not only is this guy a clumsy SP, he's also a fool who looks down on others' abilities because of their age.

I think that the older you get, the better your skills will be.

What a bullshit theory! It obviously has nothing to do with age. It’s all about talent and hard work.

It's so annoying...

"No, I'm just a little curious." Feeling that he seemed to have stepped on a minefield, he quickly explained.

"Really? Then I can only tell you that it's bigger than you."

"Also, it's very rude to ask a woman's age, David."

"Sorry, sorry." He apologized as he took two quick steps to keep level with Lucy. He turned his head and looked at her beautiful profile and asked in confusion, "But, I don't think... she doesn't look like me. She's older than me or something."

"Hmm~"

Lucy simply responded with a nasal sound and then quickened her pace.

Soon, they finished the nearly 700-meter run and arrived at the observation deck at the southernmost end of the embankment road.

Click! A flame rose slightly and lit the lady's cigarette in Lucy's mouth.

The faint smell of tobacco filled the air and lingered at the tip of his nose. He walked over slowly and leaned against the railing like Lucy.

"Hey, give me one too."

"You can do it too?" Lucy looked obviously surprised.

"Yes, I learned it since my mother passed away." His voice was filled with a sense of regret that things and people have changed.

"Um...I'm sorry. I'm sorry about your mother."

As she spoke, she took a cigarette out of the box, handed it over, and lit it.

"Well, it's okay. It's over."

Enjoying the gentle sea breeze blowing in his face, he took a deep breath, then slowly narrowed his eyes, revealing a comfortable and relaxed expression.

There is no strange industrial exhaust gas unique to Night City.

Really comfortable...

Whether it's the salty sea breeze or Lucy's cigarette.

"By the way, do you really want to be a cyberpunk?"

"Yeah, that's right, this is my temporary goal."

"Yeah..."

Lucy was silent for a moment, then continued, "To be honest, although you performed well today and have always given me unexpected surprises since we met, your body doesn't look like that of this type of person."

"I guess the cyborg doctor also said something like this to you, right?"

"That's pretty much it."

Although Lao Wei didn't say it so obviously, he also meant the same thing as Lucy.

However, when Lucy heard his affirmative words, she turned her head and glanced at him briefly, and said softly:

"Well, if you really want to be a cyberpunk, then keep working on it."

Then he put out the cigarette in his hand and threw it to the ground.

When I was about to leave, I suddenly turned around and reminded him, "Don't forget this time tomorrow."

"Well, see you there..."

40. If you like someone, confess to him/her. If you fail, use force!

In the following days, he had a thorough understanding of life in Night City.

There are street fights, gunfire and hail of bullets, as well as bright lights, feasting and revelry.

He no longer looked for work with Mann Grind, but instead earned NCPD bounties on the streets.

Every day basically involves wandering the streets in the morning to earn bounties, sitting in the base in the afternoon, and going for a night run with Lucy at night.

Occasionally, I would go to the old Vina to have an implant installed or something.

In order to prevent retaliation from the gang or other unexpected events, he also specially prepared a scavenger mask. Although Qi Lu Si is not afraid of cameras, it is still safer to wear a mask for safety reasons.

But you know what, this thing is really useful.

So far, the two-armed guys from the Tiger Claw Gang and the Animal Gang still haven't found out who did it.

Moreover, legends of bounty hunters have now spread throughout Watson District and Saint-Domingue.

It is said that once you are targeted by a bounty hunter, you must be prepared to be thrown into the trash.

But in reality, is it really that exaggerated?

It's just a coincidence that we encounter it, and then we kill it and drag it into the trash can and throw it away to prevent it from polluting the environment and breeding plague or something.

In addition, when I have free time, I will go out to work with the team and do some small commissions, such as going to the scavenger's nest to find some data and clean up some bedbugs.

For this reason, Mann later complained about why he did this, saying it was a very dangerous behavior.

If other scavengers come to support them, they will have no chance to escape.

But is there any need for a reason to clean up the kidney removal?

Pest control is everyone's responsibility.

It’s just that these pests can never be completely eliminated, just like cockroaches, when you kill one batch, another will appear, and there will be no end.

After making money, I followed them to the bar to celebrate, and it was also the first time I stepped into the door of life.

Just as I remembered, it was a corridor filled with cold tones and colorful neon lights hanging above.

Every step I take brings back many memories.

He had walked down this corridor countless times, but this was the first time he walked on it in person, and he was deeply moved.

It feels like a pilgrimage to a holy place.

A more interesting thing happened on the way -

Rebecca is turned away by Emeric, the security guard at the Afterlife Bar, because she looks too young.

No matter how Rebecca defended herself, even if she said she had been here before and was a frequent visitor in the afterlife, Emeric had no intention of letting her in.

Standing at the door like a door god.

"Damn it, damn bastard, how many times do you want me to tell you that I'm a regular customer!!!"

Swah——

Rebecca, who almost lost her mind in rage, pulled out a pistol at the door of the afterlife.

Immediately afterwards...

shhhhh--

Four people appeared out of nowhere, including Emeric, with a total of five pistols pointed at Rebecca.

Suddenly, the cold air pouring down from the vents above seemed to become much colder.

"whispering sound."

Seeing the black muzzles of guns surrounding her, Rebecca curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

As a result, in the end he still had to use Swanwestin to help him out, without any change.

By the way, I also saw Silverhand's old lover and the underground queen of Night City, Rogge, who was sitting in the booth watching the show.

Rebecca was very excited about this, but he didn't look very happy.

The old woman could have spoken out to stop it, but in the end she chose to just watch the fun.

He didn't believe that the old woman Roger didn't know Rebecca.

So, who is this trying to test?

In addition to this incident, he has also launched an offensive against Lucy in recent times.

For this reason, Mann also became gossipy.

"How's it going lately?"

"What happened?"

Hearing Mann's question, he stopped fiddling with the DB-2 Sadara electronic spray, slowly raised his head and saw the iconic smile hidden under the parasol.

"Of course it's you and Lucy. Aren't you pursuing Lucy recently?"

"Oh, this matter...it's nothing..."

He lowered his head again and fiddled with the gun in his hand, his face falling.

"Hmm? No way, you haven't reached that stage yet?"

"Don't be ridiculous, Mann..."

He felt depressed when he mentioned this.

During this recent period, no matter how much he cared for Lucy, there was no sign of warming up between them.

Even because Lucy hated Pyrrha, he tied her up physically many times while working.

Just so Pyrrha wouldn't bother Lucy.

But there was no progress between them, and it seemed as if there was an invisible barrier between them.

As if deliberately shutting him out.

When running at night, things started to become less lively and there weren't many topics for small talk.

It seemed as if she wanted to distance herself from him, both mentally and physically, and her running speed kept increasing with each run.

It turned from a jog into almost a 700-meter sprint.

He didn't know what he had done wrong.

It seemed pretty simple when I was watching the anime, it's really strange...

Seeing his gloomy face, Mann couldn't help but sigh:

"David, although you are already qualified as a cyberpunk, as a man, it is not okay to always look like a rookie..."

Like a teacher, Mann taught him patiently.

"So Mr. Mann, what should I do?" He slowly raised his head, a strange playful expression on his face.

"What should I do?" Mann asked back, "If you like me, just confess. If that doesn't work..."

"If confession fails, upload the puppet? If uploading the puppet fails, use force? You don't even have the courage to be caught by the NCPD, but you dare to say you love her? Is that what you are going to say?"

"what?"

Mann was completely stunned by the long paragraph he said in the same tone.

The sunglasses on his bronze face were slightly slid down, revealing a pair of dull eyes.

Are today’s young people’s views on love so wild?

Am I old?