Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

As the name suggests, it can increase the points of one of the five basic attributes: [Physical], [Intelligence], [Reaction], [Technical Ability], and [Calmness].

Just connect it to the brain-computer interface behind the brain, and a burst of electricity... Ding! The magical little number on the panel will jump up by 1. Then, the person will feel that the muscles are stretched, the synapses increase, the brain waves are more efficient, the compatibility with electronic devices is improved, and the efficiency of the threshold pump is improved...

so perfect!

There's just one small problem.

Forced promotion does not mean that the person is adapted to that level of ability.

Only the panel has changed.

The parties involved need to spend "relatively more" time to adapt themselves to the improved level of the panel.

How much time?

——It takes the same amount of time as it takes to actually learn and accumulate experience to reach that number.

As you can imagine, no one would buy this kind of money-making stuff. It is just another gimmick used by chip companies to defraud research funds. It is usually unsalable, and only those who are in a hurry to get a job and just miss the requirements will spend a lot of money to buy it.

It can be said that it is something aimed at a specific group of people.

...And now Xiangzi belongs to that specific group of people.

"(【Point Chip】... Here is a 【Point Chip】.)"

Things that were once looked down upon have now become priceless treasures in Xiangzi's eyes.

There is no other reason.

The key synapses in her brain-computer interface were melted, and she could no longer increase her basic attribute points by gaining experience.

but.

This chip can.

Because it does not need to gain experience. Its principle is to modify the panel directly.

Although there is an adaptation period, it is much better than not being able to improve at all.

This thing can save Xiangzi.

"..."

Xiangzi immediately browsed the [Important Items] page again.

There is only one chip.

"(Only the chip works.)"

Although the other guns were also tempting, Xiangzi could not take them away.

The serial numbers have been scanned and uploaded, and the kidney-strippers can track them through the transmitter. If Xiangzi takes them away, he will definitely be chased to the ends of the earth.

“(But the chip is fine.)”

The chip number must have been uploaded as well. However, the chip number is recorded on the shell.

All Xiangzi had to do was use it and then throw away the empty shell.

As for the room where the chip is stored...

"..."

The more he looked, the more Xiangzi's brows furrowed.

The chip is stored in a safe deep inside the accommodation area.

Although it was dusk and everyone in the hiding place had gone out to work, there were not many people there, but the security was obviously tighter than the human body warehouse area where Xiangzi was.

There are three members of the Kidney-Stripping Clan in the accommodation area.

Three.

It was difficult for me to kill even one defenseless member of the Kidney-Shredders, so how could I defeat three...?

Xiangzi looked out the door.

Now, the window leading to the scaffolding has been opened. The escape route is now in front of Xiangzi.

On one side is a life passage where you can escape by running two steps.

On the other hand, for the sake of one single attribute point - just an almost negligible difference from 1 to 3, they stepped into danger again.

bet?

Or not to gamble?

...Of course there is only one answer.

"The City of Joy doesn't support waste."

Even if he raised her, Xiangzi would not allow himself to be a waste.

If you give up for the first time, there will be a second time, a third time... until even the bones at the bottom are completely rotten.

This is not the way Xiangzi wanted to die.

Therefore, Xiangzi would not let this "first time" happen.

The fingertips slid across the screen.

Xiangzi unlocked the safe.

……

After confirming again that all surveillance cameras were turned off, Xiangzi quietly left the monitoring room.

She walked around the corridor behind her and slowly headed towards the accommodation area.

Gun in hand.

D5 Copperhead.

The cheapest and most common kinetic assault rifle.

She found it in the monitoring room, leaning against the table. It must have been the gun of the stupid guy playing the VR game.

This time, it has a more vigilant owner.

"(I can't see the ammunition capacity...)"

Xiangzi thought about this and turned the corner.

There is no operating system in Xiangzi's brain-computer interface, and there are no soft interactive components installed on his hands.

This means that when she picks up a firearm, she can't see anything.

Includes DPS evaluation, damage amount, number of attacks per second, electronic crosshairs and bullet trajectory.

And these are not the most deadly.

The most fatal thing is that she can't see the bullet capacity, single load amount and remaining bullets.

Although the D5 Copperhead is the most traditional type of firearm, its optimized appearance still does not allow the user to judge how much ammunition is left in it with the naked eye.

Xiangzi also couldn't just change the magazine and reload it because she had never learned how to quickly identify ammunition - that had already been done by AI.

Xiangzi didn't think it was a good idea to spend time looking for the right model among a large pile of bullets.

“(Someone may come back at any time.)”

Xiangzi had to make a quick decision.

She turned the last corner.

In front is the pneumatic door to the accommodation area.

……

“(I saw three people in the monitoring room…)”

Xiangzi recalled the information he had just received.

"(One is near the main entrance and two are inside next to the steel-framed beds.)"

But this is what happened just now.

The members of the Kidney-Strippers will move around. At this moment, they may not be standing in the same place as before.

“(The brain-computer interface does not have an operating system installed, which is much more troublesome than expected.)”

Xiangzi was a little annoyed.

Another problem with not having an operating system is that it is impossible to retain infrared temperature sensing signals in the brain.

Xiangzi couldn't see what was behind the door.

"(Although it is normal for humans not to be able to see behind doors...but there are too few normal things in this city.)"

There are too many abnormal things, and normal becomes abnormal.

Xiangzi was thinking about some complicated things and squatted outside the pneumatic door.

She thought again and removed her left hand from the auxiliary grip of the D5 Copperhead.

……

hum-

The pneumatic door slowly opened, making a drawn-out sound.

There was no one at the door.

A huge storage rack separated the door from the steel-framed beds inside. On the rack were sundries such as radios.

Xiangzi, who was huddled by the door, saw someone's feet in the distance.

After adjusting the angle, Xiangzi saw half of his head.

"(The guy at the door is there.)"

Not far, nor near.

This is a situation that was anticipated in the plan.

I didn't see the remaining two people. They should be deeper.

Xiangzi waved his left hand.

She threw the knife away.

...Of course, not targeting that person.

Xiangzi, who has low points, does not have the ability to shoot people in the head with a flying knife.

clang.

The knife hit the shelf in front, making a sharp metallic sound.

"…What the hell? The screw fell off again?"

The Kidney-Stripping member who was huddled on the inside stood up and slowly approached the shelf.

soon……

Soon, he turned his back to Xiangzi.

It's now.

Xiangzi jumped up and locked the unfortunate fellow's throat with his arms.

"—!"

Xiangzi did better than last time. She used her own weight to fall backwards and broke the neck of the kidney-slicing member cleanly.

But she clearly still needs to learn more about the art of keeping quiet.

"who!"

The sound of the Kidney-Slicing member falling down was heard! The two people in the back room shouted—

"Tsk!"

It was discovered!

Xiangzi raised his gun.