Zhucun came, and this Japanese guy was silent all the time. I saw him quietly standing at the entrance of the alley, looking around, so I deliberately made a circle and walked behind him.
"Yo, here we come."
He trembled quickly and slightly. "Why is it you? How did you find me?"
"Oh, I can smell someone's smell from eight hundred miles away."
The smell here, I mean his downtrodden temperament. This negative mentality has weakened Takemura's willpower to a certain extent. He is like a rusty samurai sword, not as sharp as usual.
Zhucun may have taken it seriously. He raised his arm and sniffed his armpit, then grabbed the collar and smelled the smell of the bottoming shirt. "There is no smell. Could it be that my nose has adapted to it?"
"Okay, okay, no more joking. Here, I'll give you something." I put the canvas bag on the ground, "Defender, a classic kinetic energy light machine gun. Everyone who has used it says it's good. I spent a lot of money on this."
The sharp stuff we got, the two sets of ammunition, are all here."
“What exactly is my job?”
"As for you, go to their back door later. If you see a gang member escaping, give him a few shuttlecocks."
"Is it that simple?"
"Isn't that right? Act quickly. We'll keep in touch throughout the whole process. That's it for now."
With the clues at hand, I also followed the clues. First, I found Cedric's contact person Maciej Nakonechny, and then after interrogating him, I obtained a nearby scavenger stronghold.
Not that I claim to be a post-modern Zorro, but I do intend to risk retaliation by launching an attack on the Scavengers.
If you have too many lice, you won't be itchy. If you hang out in Night City, you will definitely have to deal with gangs. Usually, you can't expect everyone to end in peace. People who think like this will either not live for more than half a month, or they have already died.
He fell headlong into a dark alley in Night City.
There is another thing that I am always wary of.
I am hacking into the subnet of this small gang. When you are like a huge man-eating monster in cyberspace, grabbing the wires that control electronic components and pulling the prey into your arms little by little - you are completely
Understand that you have achieved ultimate victory.
This is beyond doubt.
Wandering in cyberspace often immerses people in an inhuman sense of existence, and it often breeds bad ideologies about the worldview.
I certainly understand that my existence, like the existence of the people around me, is just a collection of characters in the huge structure of this data simulation. Maybe someone has added comments to the back of our consciousness code. These comments may make
We are different from the other codes that make up the world.
I launched an attack on these kidney cutters. I first located all the people in the subnet, and then controlled a fully automatic cannon they deployed at the stronghold to start killing them.
They know their network has been hacked, so what?
I am sitting in a vehicle outside this stronghold, controlling the cannon to aim and fire, while uploading golems and restarting the enemy's prosthetic eyes. Let them turn into pieces in darkness, fear, fire and metal. They flee, and then
He ran into the light machine gun set up by Takemura.
That's what I'm saying, when you can erase people around you like you're emptying the recycle bin, you can't help but have weird thoughts.
This world, I realize its mistakes, its inherent contradictions.
There's a strong possibility that it doesn't control me, that maybe I'm a fallacy in the simulation, and because of that, the program blocks my way with something like an air wall.
Let me put it this way.
If the control of the virtual world I am in is strong enough, it can completely tamper with my thinking, will, and ideas. It should not make me realize that it is false.
It's that simple.
The "universe" I am in, this grand place, the source of all concepts, is not really that perfect. Otherwise it would not angrily limit me by means that I can perceive. It seems that in this grand program
There are loopholes, or in other words, its own existence is still dependent on a larger existence.
——In fact, it took me quite some time to think of this.
Because of the continuous busyness and the pressure that came on my face, I had no time to reflect. But unexpectedly, when I carried out the retaliatory attack on the gang members, I felt particularly calm and my thoughts were very clear. I felt that I could
Be a philosopher. From now on, that girl in T-BUG will no longer need to drag Aristotle, but will directly say, "The great postmodern philosopher V once said -"
Hey, guess what? Beier has face!
When my thinking reached the level of a philosopher, my horizons suddenly opened up. I should take the initiative to look for loopholes in this world.
As a person who has experienced it, I can describe to everyone in the audience how desperate and painful I felt when I was blocked by the invisible "wall" in front of the Kanbi Building.
A stupid person might let this false world impose any fate on him, but I won't. I'm not convinced. I want to see who created this program, no matter what the circumstances of his existence.
It's something I can't understand. It's such an evil look that my mind will collapse just by looking at it, but I'm just not convinced.
Because I am a little bug pursuing reality in this false world.
A BUG
"Takemura, you did a good job." I drove around to the back door and saw the corpses scattered on the ground, the dead scavengers, and those who were tricked into having their implants and organs removed.
The poor fellows are no different.
"It's really eye-opening, V, I mean your hacking skills."
"Well, thank you for the compliment. So, there is one more thing I need your help with."
Zhucun's expression was still tense, but looking at his frown, I knew he must feel uncomfortable again. Oh, poor stray dog, with fragile self-esteem, "Please, Zhucun, I don't know who to look for except you."
Who is it?"
"Then tell me, I will do my best."
"Dexter Deshawn, you must have heard of this man. I will send you the detailed information. I need you to help me find his body."
"I understand. I'll give you the gun back."
"Thank you Zhucun, I know you are reliable, so I will leave now."
Jack called me: "V, sister, it's like this. I'm at the Ritz Bar. I just talked to the girl named Judy. She said that Evelyn was missing. Don't worry, it's okay.
I will take care of it, I plan to go to Genting first to see, Evelin is Genting’s sex doll, you know.”
"I've troubled you with all this, Jack. I can't get away from here."
"It's a small matter, take care of yourself (Spanish)." He hung up the phone.