Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

hum.

With a slight sound, the brain-computer software started up.

"【Point chip detected. Type: reaction.】"

Reaction type? Good, good.

Indicators that affect dynamic vision, instantaneous reaction ability and body coordination ability.

"Install."

Xiangzi said. She heard her voice trembling.

"[Installing...]"

Okay, that's it.

"【Warning. Installation failed.】"

"[You do not meet the installation requirements. This product requires a minimum of 12 reaction points.]"

what! ?

"Bastard!"

Xiangzi punched the wall.

Chapter 10: Do I have to forget everything?

The number of reaction points must be at least 12 to install?

This is the first time Xiangzi knows that [point chips] are divided into different levels!

But it's true, she had never paid attention to the [Point Chip] before... She didn't understand how it was categorized or how to use it. She just knew that using it could increase her basic points!

Damn, damn, damn.

I almost lost my life just for a useless collection.

at this time.

hum...

Xiangzi heard the sound of vehicles driving downstairs.

"!"

Xiangzi immediately came to the window.

She saw the kidney-stripper's black modified cargo truck slowly drive into the garage downstairs.

……

Dongsha, Dongsha, Dongsha.

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps and gunfire.

"I'm back, I'm back - hey, the door is not closed! How many times have I told you, you scabby guys, pay attention, pay attention! One by one, open-source brains -"

"..."

“…Hey! What happened?!”

"Hey, hey, hey! He's dead - Yuichi is dead! Nao, Naoki is also -"

"who!"

Amid the sounds of raised guns, the kidney-strippers rushed into the accommodation area.

however.

The room was empty, with wind blowing in through the open window.

On the ground, there were only three dead members of the Kidney-Shredders and their collections scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, downstairs.

The green light is on.

A scrap recycling truck fully loaded with goods trembled and slowly drove away.

……

"Open the door, open the door! Boss, open the door—"

"Fuck, I know, I know, I know! Are you trying to see who has the loudest voice? Stop honking your modified megaphone! Day after day... Do you know how many people ask me to open the door every day?"

"It's time to get an automatic control stick! What an old-fashioned one!"

"Fuck you, give me money!"

Amid the argument between the scrap truck driver and the scrap recycling station manager, the horizontal bar at the entrance slowly opened.

Under the cover of night, the waste recycling truck slowly drove into the recycling area along the prescribed route.

The two men who were busy arguing did not notice that a figure jumped out from the truck bed and disappeared behind the pile of waste.

"……call."

After carefully confirming the location of the surveillance camera and hiding in a deserted corner, Xiangzi finally felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Leaning against the large abandoned refrigerator behind her, she raised her head.

You can see stars in the night sky.

"A recycling station in the suburbs...?"

A few hours ago, Xiangzi jumped out of the window after discovering the return of the Kidney-Slicing Gang. She landed on the edge of the scaffolding and as she climbed down, she saw a scrap truck coming and stopped right below her to wait for the red light.

Xiangzi jumped onto the scrap recycling truck and pulled up the tarpaulin to cover himself.

Xiangzi escaped in this way. The journey that followed was the smoothest one Xiangzi had experienced in the past 24 hours.

She was transported all the way out of the city, to a recycling station in the suburbs.

Now, I am sitting here.

"..."

You can't see the stars in the city of music. So, I will go to the planetarium.

Looking at the night sky, Xiangzi suddenly thought of what his former bandmate, Deng, had said.

At that time, I seemed to have said to her something like "Let's go to the suburbs together someday."

At that time, I certainly didn’t expect that my future “star-gazing in the suburbs” activity would be lying alone in a garbage dump with bruises all over my body.

"This year, I have experienced everything I didn't experience in the previous fourteen years..."

Xiangzi sighed again and sat up straight.

She began pulling bundles of dirty, crumpled banknotes from her pockets.

She had taken these banknotes from the kidney-stripper's safe before jumping out of the window.

Because bank accounts can be traced, paper money is a more common transaction than digital currency in the underground.

Of course, it was also because of the untraceable nature of paper money that Xiangzi dared to bring them out.

"I just grabbed a handful at random... I don't know how much it was."

Xiangzi spread them out and nodded.

Thirty thousand dollar bills.

Exactly thirty thousand yuan.

"good."

Paper money is not as good as electronic money, and it is all you can use in an emergency.

"This should be enough for me to survive. Eat something, do some illegal work..."

Part-time job.

Xiangzi thought again about the fact that he couldn't increase his points.

"Damn, that chip doesn't work..."

and many more.

chip……

Oops!

chip!

Xiangzi slapped himself on the back of his head.

She felt the back slot of the chip.

"I brought the chip out!"

Xiangzi was startled and jumped up.

……

Xiangzi only took banknotes from the kidney-stripping man and nothing else.

This is because she has no ability to resist tracking and is worried about being hunted down by the kidney-stripping gang.

But in her haste, she forgot that her brain-computer interface still had a [point chip] inserted in it, which she could not use!

There is a traceable code on the outer shell of the [point chip].

"Oops - there's still time to throw it away."

This is a garbage station, it's normal for things to be dumped here. If you dump the chip here, you can still escape successfully.

Xiangzi immediately pulled the chip out. She held it tightly and raised her hand high.

Raise your hands high.

Xiangzi did not throw the chip. She hesitated.

Reason told her that she should get rid of this time bomb immediately and throw it as far away as possible.

But sensibility counts numbers.

"(A reaction point chip that can only be used with a score of 12 or above...)"

How much money can be sold?

one million?

Ten million?

Xiangzi didn't know the exact price, but it was definitely in this range.

This thing is not cheap. In other words, she is holding a "Emperor 620 RAGNAR" multi-purpose off-road vehicle that has been pressed into a small piece.

As long as she sells this [point chip] underground, even if she cuts the price by 20% or 30%, she can still make a lot of money.

The money was enough for her to buy other chips.

Requires a lower level chip.

"..."

Memories of living in a garbage area and a garbage house flashed back.

Xiangzi admitted that she was greedy.

She put her hand down and inserted the [point chip] back into her brain-computer interface.

……

Xiangzi plans to keep the chip.

But that doesn't change the fact that this chip is a ticking time bomb.

"(The Kidney-Stripper may use the transmitter to find this little thing at any time. I have to get rid of it as soon as possible.)"

Thinking this, Xiangzi began to rummage through the garbage dump.