People in Cyber, using skin to create legends

"I really like people like you, these arms... this torso, oh..."

Molly seemed like a different person and started saying things she would never have said before.

Her eyes were fixed on Crazy Bear's arms and torso like a nymphomaniac. If Crazy Bear was still conscious, he would probably subconsciously take a few steps back when seeing such a look.

"Let me...cut it open and take a look!"

Molly, who had turned into a killer, crouched down and rushed towards the mad bear again.

This time she was even faster, so fast that even the Crazy Bear couldn't react in time.

The thick prosthesis in the hand of the mad bear smashed towards Molly, but Molly dodged it at an extremely thrilling angle. Then in the next moment, the steel claws in Molly's hand pierced the joint of the mad bear's shoulder!

Puff-!

Blood gushed out, and the prosthesis of the Crazy Bear was almost removed. If Molly just turned slightly on the Crazy Bear's shoulder, the prosthesis of the Crazy Bear would probably fall to the ground.

But after stabbing, Molly left immediately because the mad bear's other hand had already grabbed Molly.

His shotgun seemed to have run out of bullets, so he casually threw it aside. His other equally strong hand whistled towards Molly like a huge palm-leaf fan, but Molly dodged it deftly.

Like a gymnast, Molly grabbed the bear's shoulders, flipped over and jumped, standing on top of the bear's head.

The smile on her face never faded, and her complexion became even redder.

Looking at the steel claw on her hand and the blood on it, Molly licked the blood on the steel claw like a kitten licking its paw.

The smell of blood made her even more excited. She didn't even care about the scratches on her face by the steel claws, as she would recover soon anyway.

The subsequent fight seemed like a one-person performance by Molly.

The steel claws that shot out from between her fingers were extremely sharp. If used to stab, even if Molly was not very strong, she could easily pierce into the body of the mad bear.

The small body gives Molly great flexibility, and Molly in this state also makes full use of her smallness and flexibility.

She climbed up and down the mad bear, and every time she passed a place, she left a blood hole that kept bleeding.

After four or five such blood holes appeared, the mad bear's body was already covered in blood, and Molly's red hoodie was also covered in the same color of blood.

That's why Molly wears red.

When killing someone, the blood splattered on the body will not be so conspicuous.

boom!

Finally, the sturdy bear gradually lost its strength due to excessive blood loss, and then fell backwards, hitting the ground with a dull sound.

Molly, who ended everything, sat astride the mad bear, licking the blood at the corner of her mouth with the tip of her tongue, and her flushed face showed some not-so-good expressions.

Her steel claws gradually approached the bear's heart, heading straight for the center as if to cut it open.

But at the moment when Molly was about to rip the other person open, Molly retracted her steel claws with her left hand and slapped her own cheek.

Snapped!

"Fuck! This skin is so strong!"

Molly slapped herself to wake herself up and immediately took off her skin wear, cursing secretly.

Originally, Molly just used the killer skin at home to try out the skills, and she has not yet felt the magic of the killer skin.

But when the killer skin was actually used in actual combat, Molly felt that there was something wrong with the skin.

Bloodthirstiness, cruelty, excitement for blood, desire for viscera.

The killer skin is a sick lunatic who thinks about almost nothing except killing people.

Even just now, the killer skin could have stabbed her steel claws into the opponent's throat, but she didn't do it.

Was it because he showed mercy?

Not!

She just likes to hear people scream and likes to dissect her targets while they are still conscious!

If Molly hadn't woken up in time and slapped herself, the scene in the clinic wouldn't be so harmonious now.

Although……

The scene now is not so harmonious.

Molly got off the mad bear, and Emil, who was hiding in the workshop, walked out of the workshop at the right time.

When he came out, he first glanced at the dying mad bear on the ground, and then looked at Molly who was standing next to the mad bear with some nervousness.

I don't know if there is a surveillance camera in his studio that can monitor the situation outside. Molly felt that the look in Emil's eyes when he looked at her was not only nervous but also a little fearful.

But Molly didn't blame Emil. Anyone who saw Molly's condition just now would be scared.

After Emil came out, he didn't speak to Molly. He just glanced at Molly and squatted down to check on the condition of the mad bear.

Molly calmed down, walked over to Emile and asked:

"Is he okay?"

"…Help me carry him to the bed. He is bleeding too much now. If we delay any longer, he will probably die from excessive blood loss."

As Emil spoke, he supported the unconscious Crazy Bear and asked Molly to carry him to the bed.

Molly stepped back after helping and asked:

"You know him?"

"I know him. He's one of the most powerful mercenaries in District 22. Most of his body has been transformed with prosthetics. I once performed a prosthetic transplant on him.

"He's a nice guy, but I don't know why he's so crazy that he comes here to cause trouble..."

Emil seemed to know Crazy Bear's blood type. He took a bag of plasma from the blood bank nearby, and then gave Crazy Bear a blood transfusion while explaining to Molly.

Molly looked at the mad bear on the bed with her eyes slightly narrowed. For some reason, a word suddenly occurred to her:

"…cyberpsychosis."

"Huh? What?"

Emil didn't hear what Molly said and asked subconsciously.

Molly was silent, skipped the topic and said:

"Nothing much. By the way, the reward this time..."

"You saved my life, so I'll give you a 50% discount on the production and material costs this time."

"Okay, when can I come pick it up?"

"The mask will be ready at night, the gloves, shoes and bra later."

"Okay, I'll come get the mask tonight."

Molly said, then turned and walked away.

Tomorrow is the transaction time agreed with Jim. Other things can be without, but the mask is a must.

With the mask, Molly no longer needs to worry about being targeted because of her identity as 'Molly' when she conducts mercenary operations in the future.

Chapter 61: Airi's Hire

There were no surprises in getting the mask from Emil.

That night, Molly received the dark red wolf-face mask from Emil.

Just as Molly had imagined, the wolf mask had wolf ears and a protruding nose, which just covered the upper half of Molly's face.

After taking off the hood and standing in front of the mirror with the mask on, Molly couldn't recognize herself.

“It feels like a superhero.”

Molly stood in front of the mirror and showed off, joking in her heart.

Wearing a mask and having his own special costume, isn't this the standard equipment of a superhero?

But Molly is not a superhero, she is just a mercenary who will do anything for money.

Taking off the mask and putting it aside, Molly sat in front of the computer and started searching for something.

The behavior of the mad bear that Molly met at the cyborg doctor Emil's office today reminded her of a disease in a game she had played in her previous life.

It was a game with a cyberpunk background, and there was a side quest in it that required the protagonist to deal with some patients suffering from "cyberpsychosis".

Some of these patients may have too many prosthetic devices installed in their bodies, while others may have found unreliable prosthetic doctors and used inappropriate drugs, which led to them experiencing visual and auditory hallucinations and eventually going crazy and killing everyone.

These patients are collectively referred to as cyberpsychopaths.

After Molly came into this world, she had never heard of the legend of cyberpsychosis or anything else, and she had never thought that there would be cyberpsychosis in this world.

Compared to the game "Cyberpunk 2077", the people in this world are not like in the game, where everyone has prosthetics installed. Only a few people have prosthetics installed.

Even though brain-computer interfaces have not yet become popular, you can still see natural people on the streets without any modifications to their bodies.

In the game "Cyberpunk 2077", even if everyone has installed prosthetics, the number of cyberpsychopaths is not that high, let alone in this world where not many people have installed prosthetics.

But...Kuang Xiong's performance today made Molly think of cyberpsychosis.

Perhaps there are cyberpsychopaths in this world, but we don’t know how many there are.

“…There are no relevant examples on the Internet.”

After searching on the Internet, Molly did not find any information about cyberpsychosis, but she found a lot of information related to mental illness.

After searching for a long time without any results, Molly finally turned off the computer and lay down on the bed.

After all, it was just Molly's own guess that Kuang Xiong suffered from cyberpsychosis. Perhaps Kuang Xiong himself had a mental illness, or he went crazy in the clinic for some other reason. It was not as complicated as Molly thought.

And even if there is cyberpsychosis, so what? It has nothing to do with Molly.

"Go take a shower."

Stretching, Molly took off her clothes and went into the bathroom.

Since traveling through time, Molly takes a bath almost every night before going to bed. This has become Molly's habit.

Molly couldn't figure out whether it was because the original owner was a clean person or if all girls were like that. Anyway, as a boy in her previous life, Molly didn't take a bath every day like she does now.

But after getting used to this kind of life, Molly would feel uncomfortable if she didn't clean her body before going to bed every night.

And, occasionally, while taking a bath, Molly would do something else.

For example, to get to know your body better...

Ring ring ring——

Molly, who had just finished her bath and was wearing only a bathrobe, heard her cell phone ring.

Sitting on the bed, he picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and glanced at the number on it. It was marked with 'Usami Airi', the former neighbor with whom he had met several times before and exchanged mobile phone numbers.

Molly raised her eyebrows slightly and answered the phone while rubbing her hair:

"Hey?"

"Ah, Ms. Molly, I'm Usami Airi..."

"I know, what's the matter?"

"Yes...it's like this. In a few days...I'm going to start a new job, so...so tomorrow I plan to go to the mall to buy some clothes. I wonder if Miss Molly has time..."

"You want me to go with you?"

Molly frowned.

Usami Airi's voice weakened a bit and said, "...Yes, you are my only friend here, Miss Molly."

For some reason, this seemingly silly Japanese girl took it upon herself to treat Molly as her friend.

Maybe it was because Molly had saved her before?

To be honest, Molly was a little reluctant to agree to go out with the other party. Besides, she had a deal with Jim tomorrow night, so at this moment Molly wanted to refuse the other party.

"Tomorrow during the day, I'm afraid..."

"I... I can pay to hire Miss Molly. I remember you said you were a mercenary before. I... I can pay about $50,000..."

"time and location."