Chapter 122: The dog jumps over the wall, V urgently demolishes the house
People can't always lie in bed and think about things.
But I am a patient now.
Optimist, pessimist, me. I really don’t know whether I should be optimistic or pessimistic now.
I thought of Evelyn again. The blue-haired Evelyn, her image in my memory gradually matched that of the plastic models in the shopping mall. The sex doll profession is the ultimate in the alienation of people by capital. People turn into machines.
This is the keynote of the cyber era, but it is completely sad when people become tools. There are too many weird things in Night City, and there are always people who mistake evil for ordinary things.
Things that happen in Night City can be roughly attributed to two types, one is related to money, and the other is related to power. The rest of love, art, tragedy, and dreams are all suppressed by these two things and become
Become their sex partner. This is not fun, this is our life.
What on earth am I running for?
I am used to being a tool of capital, and I no longer want to be a tool of the plot. I have witnessed the tragedy of Evelin with my own eyes. A good person, first her head was burned remotely by the hackers of the Voodoo Gang, and she was half dead.
He was treated as a toy by the manager of the club, and when he got tired of playing with it, he was sold to a black market prosthetic doctor. His useful implants were stripped off, and he was captured by a gang of scavengers who cut off kidneys to film Black Mewtwo.
It's easy to kill a person, just shoot him in the head, bang, his brain is broken, and he dies naturally.
It is also very simple to bring a person back to life. Arasaka's Relic chip stores consciousness and uses a biochip to overwrite consciousness data into brain tissue. This is how Johnny lived in my head.
Life and death are a joke. When Johnny came back to life, he didn't even realize that he had died. Death is not that scary. For people, since they are not aware of the world after death, they will never know the fact that they are dead.
It is equivalent to stopping thinking forever in a moment of thinking, and this moment is longer than time itself. The pale shadow of death is pulled into a thin slice of nothingness in the eternal moment, and goes away with the wind.
The rich have the power of eternal life, and their lives become a mechanical process. Death is just a short intermission, like a dreamless sleep. When they wake up from their sleep, a new life begins again.
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The art of Night City cannot be effective on the dead, nor on the rich. It only kills poor people, good people, and honest people. It can make people fall endlessly, with too much misery and pain.
As for the pain of one second, it becomes tolerable the next second, and there will always be a more miserable ending waiting in the future.
I basically saw my future.
"Panam."
"What's wrong V?"
"I want to understand something."
"Then let's talk about it."
"The tragedies in our lives are often not caused by ourselves. If we want to be stable in such a society, it is as difficult as walking on a tightrope. We are all ordinary people, not supermen. If we make one wrong move, we will lose everything, but we cannot
Don't make mistakes. Rich people have countless opportunities to come back. For us, failure once means that all the efforts in the first half of our lives are in vain."
"You're right, the world is so fucked up."
"Someone called me just now and said that Evelyn died. She was a miserable woman. Because she was targeted by Arasaka Yorinobu, the Voodoo Gang found her and forced her to steal the chip. In order to survive, she
In order to turn around, I want to trade with us directly and sell the chips.
.She rode a balance bike between the three forces of the Voodoo Gang, Arasaka Company and Night City middlemen. She might become rich overnight, but if she lost, she would be thrown off the cliff. Just now, she committed suicide. This
This is the fate of our little people. This is the fucking plot!
"The plot is still not the most fundamental thing! The most fundamental thing is the background setting of the story! In a shitty place like Night City, the plot will definitely not make me feel better. If I want to tamper with the plot, I can only use it to
Before I die, put the table
It's off! Damn it! Panan! Listen to me! You have to help me, let's change the Night City together! Hang all the bastards who are unkind to the rich on the street lamps, and pin down the bitches and trash who are harming the common people.
In the stinking ditch! Damn it! Pa
Nan! Do you want to do it with me? I want to help you make Adecado bigger and stronger, unify the Badlands, and then rush into the Night City and kill a few lousy mayoral candidates first. I will personally
Be the mayor! I will decree and the Adecado tribe will
Obtain full citizenship rights, and you will also enjoy the power of autonomy. Arasaka Company, Yeshi Company, military technology, go to hell, let's rob it! Occupy the factory, occupy the warehouse! Whatever you can rob by then is yours!
"
"Holy shit, you're crazy V!" Panam and Johnny said in unison.
"I'm not crazy. It's the world that's crazy! Kind people should unite. Under such a banner, we can eliminate the cannibalistic capital of Night City. This city should allow everyone to survive, not just a few.
Occupy the best manor and enjoy the best
Food, most people can only make ends meet, beggars on the streets, wanderers in the badland, under overpasses, beside the railroad tracks, from Haywood to Taiping State, from the city center to the badland wasteland, what we see
Everyone who suffers, they shouldn't have to live this kind of life
Live. I said, fuck it, how come the rich can live for more than a hundred years relying on technology, while the poor can't live for even a day. They greedily absorb the nutrients of society to strengthen themselves, and they control the most even if they don't produce.
resources, I have received hundreds of projects in Night City
Trust me, rich people who kill someone only need to pay compensation to avoid punishment, while poor people will even have the right to resist taken away by NCPD thugs! I have never been able to stand them. Since they want us to die, then let’s do it first
Kill them, Panam, and come with me!"
When I was talking long and endlessly, when I jumped out of bed and scolded Fang Qiu, my eyesight came back little by little. I saw the light again, and saw Panan's shocked and excited face.
outside the tent, more and more
More and more Adecado tribesmen gathered, including men and women, wearing sloppy clothes, drinking half-cold beer and soda, or simply holding multifunctional wrenches. They were willing to listen to what I said, as if they had been
They are all waiting for someone to say this.
Johnny stood dodging in the crowd. He must be feeling very depressed now. He must have wanted to scold me for my stupidity, my arrogance, and my naivety. But I am not afraid of any of these anymore. I am afraid of a person who knows nothing.
He said, if death can't scare me, then what else can threaten me to give up the fight!
If the plot wants me to die, then change the plot.
If the oppressor wants me to die, then I will kill the oppressor.
I don't believe that on a stage where the story background has changed drastically, can something like the plot have such strong interference and hinder my actions?
I am a fucking player. What the world becomes is not decided by those who write the script, but by me!
"You're right, V. I don't know what to say. In short, no matter what Sol thinks, I will definitely support you."
The people in Adecado cheered and applauded my wonderful speech.
Johnny lay helplessly on the cot, with a look of pain on his face.
I said: "Wake up, Warrior, let us burn the City of Night to ashes!"
