The night view of Night City is always so prosperous but also full of loneliness.
There are always bright billboards and lights of various neon colors above every high-rise building, shining on the city like the sun.
Rich and affluent buildings will also be equipped with holographic projection devices, which are like adding a vivid touch to the dark and rigid portraits, giving every passerby who looks up at the sky the most eye-catching picture.
The structure of these pictures is also intended to please the eyes of the city's top elites.
Because only these people can have the leisure and elegance to appreciate the gradual transformation of a city from darkness to light.
They are often located on the top floors of high-rise buildings, overlooking the city. Being in this prosperous place, they can also enjoy the prosperity.
Ordinary people can often only watch from a distance, or they can look up and appreciate all this in an uncomfortable posture, looking up at these dream scenes that are too far away from them with longing eyes.
There is always someone who can be in these dreams, overlooking the world from a tall building, and act as the most obscure person behind the scenes.
Just like the top floor of the residential building next to Lizzy Bar.
Three company employees in suits and ties watched indifferently as the strong man fell from the sky, and then clashed with members of the Mox Gang as planned.
The data collection device implanted in the strong man's body perfectly transmitted his body's various data parameters, prosthetic data, and the most critical Kuangba component usage data to their respective receivers.
"The hero's arrival module ran successfully. After modifying the titanium skeleton, strengthening tendons and leg alloy reinforcements, it was enough to withstand a fall from a height of 15.6 meters. At the moment of falling to the ground, the air pressure device of the legs also operated.
Good, enough airwaves to push the average weight of an adult around..."
Seeing the strong man descending from a high place like a god descending to earth, and seeing the billowing dust and smoke blowing up when he reached the ground, the company employee who was controlling the mobile display said calmly.
The data on the receiver is arranged line by line on the display screen, and it accurately captures and calls out all valid data.
The data clerk here was collecting parameters, while the recorder who was taking video of the scene through the window sighed silently, staring at the situation downstairs without any deviation.
Today's photography technology, when equipped with a Mewtwo shooting device, can record surrounding videos and images from the perspective of the implanted person.
Prosthetic eyes like his that have the function of taking pictures are just childish technology.
Really, the camera is on the head!
"I really don't understand what the guys in the research department are thinking. Why do they spend so much money to install the hero's arrival mode on the violent component? This kind of functional module is not useful, but it is just to look domineering when landing from a high place.
A little? If you have this spare time, you might as well fire a few more shots, at least you can kill more people."
The recorder muttered angrily, the dissatisfaction on his face fully reflected in his words.
The team leader who was waiting to observe the situation heard this and sneered a few times, but did not comfort his team members.
After all, how could he not be a little unconvinced himself?
Every company advocates competition, and the competitive environment within the company is greater than imagined.
Isn't it better than those who stay at the rear to research products peacefully, without having to rush to the front line to obtain experimental data, and occasionally get one or two days off a year, than they are, like the pawns?
"These latest high-end products are not cheap junk like Types 1 and 2. When this violent component is successfully developed, the buyers who want to implant it as soon as possible are mostly big shots who are not short of money. They like this
It’s a different tune, besides, aren’t those cyberpunks clamoring to be cool, handsome, and fashionable?”
"Style is more important than substance. It seems to be called kitsch. This kind of algorithm system module can overload the leg prosthesis, adjust the body posture and accurately control the recoil force. In a city with many buildings like Night City, it has practical value.
In fact, it is not low, but you are too one-sided."
Hearing the recorder's dissatisfied complaints, the data clerk next to him chuckled and explained in passing.
"You guy, why do you always say the same thing?" the recorder retorted dissatisfied.
"This is called looking at problems rationally. Because of this, you are the one who does the hard work, and I am the one who uses my brain."
The data clerk smiled disdainfully and almost never stopped moving his fingers.
The team leader next to him finally coughed a few times, interrupting the seemingly intensifying quarrel between the two, and reminded:
"We are all workers. Don't belittle anyone. Just do your job honestly."
The room instantly fell into a brief silence, except for the sound of people typing on the keyboard, and intensive gunshots came from outside the window.
The sound of gunfire was so dense that even if the three of them were in a high-rise room of the building, they could still hear bursts of gunfire on the street. Just by hearing the sound, they could conceive of a fierce gunfight scene in their minds.
"Sure enough, it would be perfect to find such a small gang to test components. The firearms used by these Mox gang lackeys can basically represent the average firepower level of armed gangs around the world."
Watching the members of the Mox Gang pouring bullets around the test object on the street, the recorder seemed to be enjoying a rare drama.
"The defense algorithm of the test object is effective. The assisting nano-defense robot inside the component is expected to enhance the implanter's all-round defense by 20%. At this level of increase, only the company's 2-11 model skin protector needs to be implanted.
Armor can block most bullets from firearms."
At the same time, the data clerk who was observing the parameters also followed up.
The team leader nodded casually and silently began to write this experimental report on his retina data panel.
At this time, the recorder seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked:
"By the way, what if the Terrorist Mobile Team is provoked later? With the combat effectiveness of the test subject, if there are more Terrorist Mobile Teams, he will definitely not be able to withstand it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Don't worry, the company's plan is to wait for the violent terrorist mobile team to end it. This accident will only be characterized as an accident caused by a cyber madman, and the company will take it back through channels later.
Experimental body, then just invest more funds in ncpd." The team leader said disapprovingly.
"Well, that's no problem," the recorder said.
Sad guy.
Looking at the crazy test subjects, the recorders had this idea for no reason, but they didn't have much compassion in their hearts. They had done this kind of thing many times.
He just turned a normal person into a cyber madman, and also harmed his lover in front of others. This was the first time he had seen it.
Recalling the scenes from the past, the recorder couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
At that time, it was more or less exciting.
As the test subject's follow-up recorder, in order to ensure the rigor of the experiment, he also followed the company's test subject from beginning to end, recording the entire process of the other person's transformation from a normal person to a cybermaniac.
Therefore, he has also witnessed the harming process that happened to the other party.
The current scene is just another ordinary "accident".
Even if a few people died, the final outcome of the incident would only be attributed to the Tiger Claw gang members coming over to start a gang fight.
So what if it's finally found out?
Do these rubbish guys dare to confront the company?
Even if Moore Technology is not comparable to giants like Arasaka and Military Technology, it is not comparable to gangs in a city.
With this idea in mind, the recorder was in a happy mood, watching the strong man holding a member of the Mox Gang in his hands with ease, thinking that he would finally see some blood.