Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

"What?" Miao Meng noticed Xiangzi's unenthusiastic attitude, "Don't underestimate these things. The medicine that can enter the territory of the [Old Fifth Group] is very valuable! If you change hands, one can be sold for tens of thousands!"

"No, I just hate drugs. You take it."

As Xiangzi spoke, he walked over to the Super Dream Machine connected to the multifunctional VR glasses.

The Super Dream Machine lit up with a green brain wave display, indicating that it was working.

"The money charged here should be quite a lot." Xiangzi asked Miao Meng, "Can you hack into them?"

"In the City of Music, there aren't many people who can hack this thing."

Miao Meng came around from the opposite side of the bed.

"…But there happens to be one next to you."

She said, comparing herself.

……

The numbers are jumping wildly.

In a short while, one hundred thousand yuan was deposited into the account.

It's just on paper.

The drugs and discs could be worth hundreds of thousands.

"Ha ha!"

Miao Meng laughed as his hands flew across the virtual interface.

"Oblivionis! You said a week... that's too conservative! I think we can get 800,000 in two days!"

"Shh!"

However, Xiangzi had already stopped collecting the black dream discs.

She stared at the door warily.

"somebody is coming."

anyone?

Miao Meng interrupted the hacking, retracted the biochemical information cable, and turned on the infrared scan of his artificial eye.

"……Wow."

A big man appeared in sight.

A large man stood at the entrance. He was taller and stronger than any guard the two had ever seen.

He is 1.9 meters tall? 2 meters tall?

He stood at the door, blocking the entire double door.

However, this is not the point.

"What an exaggerated amount of prosthetic implants..."

The big man's entire body was red, so red that it was eye-catching at first glance.

Modified parts, enhanced leather, biochemical outer skin...

His body is covered with cybernetics.

The scan for identity is also out.

【Iron Arm Three Levels】.

This is the big man's name. The attached information shows that he is the manager of this arcade area.

...In addition, there are scanned charges and rewards.

[City of Joy, Level 3 wanted person].

[Violent coercion, refusal to pay taxes, occupation of public land, illegal possession of large-caliber firearms, and attacks on law enforcement officers].

【Reward: 30,000】

"Wow."

Miao Meng clicked his tongue.

"What an exaggeration."

"Let's go." Xiangzi made a prompt decision.

The other party was definitely not a good person. They had to leave immediately before being discovered.

The two men raised the brims of their work hats, straightened their bodies, and walked out of the Super Dream Machine area naturally.

Fortunately, at this moment, Tiebi Sanping did not enter the arcade area, but entered the staff lounge.

The path to the door was wide open.

"Lucky!"

"Come on."

The two quickened their pace.

The exit is right in front of us.

at this time.

……rustle……

"……etc."

Miao Meng heard the conversation after the big man entered the lounge through the built-in monitoring sonar of his brain.

"Hey! Why are you slacking off here? I hired you to rest!?"

"Hey! There's someone in the Mewtwo area! Boss!"

"Anyone? Aren't you the only ones on duty today?"

"..."

"Oops--"

Miao Meng suddenly felt something was wrong! She immediately shouted -

However, the words were not spoken yet.

Ouch!

The loud bangs of shotgun blasts hitting the wall caused the guests to scream over the music.

Chapter 38: The Soul of a Worker is a Soul of Selling Life

Wow!

There was chaos in the arcade, with people running away in all directions.

Carrying a huge modified intelligent double-barreled shotgun [DB-4 Iron Rod], Tiebi Sanping walked slowly into the arcade against the flow of people. The scene looked like a huge reef splitting the waves.

"——Somewhere——a rat——has sneaked in——"

A hoarse electric sound.

"(Even the vocal cords have been modified! This monster!)"

Meow Meng's messages kept popping up from the artificial eye.

The more nervous this guy is, the faster his brain waves become...!

Xiangzi had no time to care about her. The two of them had immediately taken off their employee coats and mixed in with the crowd, intending to escape in the chaos.

Miao Meng walked on the outside, away from Tiebi Sanping, while Xiangzi was closer to the inside, almost brushing past him.

It's okay, it's just a few steps.

Tiebi Sanping was still looking ahead.

Xiangzi said to himself in his heart.

Breathe steadily and slow your heart rate. Follow the person in front of you.

She squeezed through the narrow passage -

then.

A huge, fully prosthetic iron hand stood in front of Xiangzi, accurately separating her from the panicked customers in front of her.

Xiangzi raised his head.

High up, Tiebi Sanping's row of mechanical compound eyes slowly turned and looked at Xiangzi.

"—on your—body—"

A hoarse, cold voice.

"--There are--synthetic--fibers--for--staff-wear."

……

"Ahem!"

Xiangzi was thrown out by the giant hand and hit the colorful "Shocking! Pinball Machine!" game machine.

Bang, clang, clang! Boom, boom!

There was a loud crash inside the machine.

Xiangzi was very thin. However, Tiebi Sanping was too strong. She knocked down three machines in a row before she could stop.

“Cough… cough cough…!”

Xiangzi was coughing and spitting blood.

Blood flowed from her forehead, staining the corners of Xiangzi's eyes red. She struggled and tried to get up...

Ouch!

Shotgun blasts rang out.

"Goo-"

Bullets hit the knocked-over game consoles, and fragments bounced on the irregular game console shells. Several broken shells grazed Xiangzi's cheeks.

It seems like the right hand was hit. I don't know if the side was hit.

It hurts. But if you wait any longer, you'll definitely get hit by the second bullet.

The legs can still move.

That's enough.

Xiangzi rolled on the ground and flipped behind the game console next to him.

Ouch!

Second shot.

The game console was greatly deformed after being hit. Sparks flew everywhere.

"——You——hide——"

Ouch!

The third shot.

The game console has completely turned into a pile of scrap metal.

Xiangzi has moved from the back to the next stage.

"(There's a lot of cover.)"

Xiangzi's mind was working rapidly.

"(It hurts... Calm down. These game consoles are very thick, and the [DB-4 Iron Rod] can't penetrate them with one shot.)"

"(I'm not big, and the shotgun has an area-wide range. There are so many shelters... I just need to... I just need to protect my head and torso...)"