Teacher Bian said that it is basically impossible for a poor person like me to run for office through legitimate channels.
I said that despite this, if I get enough support, I can definitely win the election.
"That's not how the political game is played. You can't find another seat for yourself at an already divided table. The position of mayor has already been decided, and the situation in Night City is even more special. Civil unrest in the United States
After the split, Night City, as an independent city-state, actually affects those who are most sensitive to the situation.
Root nerve. Keep your campaign persona as a little person who has stepped up from the bottom of Night City, a typical American, and transformed into a social elite full of humanistic care. And most importantly, he has no involvement with the Far East Group.
Clean. This is the best mask you can use. I will help you with the rest."
"How do I take the first step?"
"Do the task I assigned you well. In addition, there is something worth noting. The former mayor died in mysterious circumstances. You can go and investigate in depth. Maybe you will find some clues."
I agreed.
Before leaving, Teacher Bian Ning once again told me, "The most important thing is people. In Badland, you have the support of Adecado, in Heywood, you have the relationship of Valentino, then in the Civic Center,
Who do you have in the NCPD? Know your enemies and recognize your friends. Talk to the people on the road, talk to the homeless, talk to everyone you see, listen to what they want, and think about you.
What should I do?"
My good habit is to draw my gun to help when there is an uneven road. Night City is one of those tourist resorts where you can hear the sound of gunshots while walking on the road in broad daylight. The simplicity of the people here always leaves a deep impression on people. Here is a message for you
A warm reminder from the public, if you are not good at shooting, never take the lonely roads.
Just because I always help people out, I know a lot of people. There are ordinary citizens, corporate dogs who have been robbed, gangsters who have defected, young hackers, it’s all a mess. In the past, I just helped them solve problems.
problem, but I won’t say anything to them. Now, after killing the gangsters every day, I will chat with the victims for a few words.
Not everyone can talk to me calmly after experiencing a sudden violent incident. They are wary and full of fear. At this time, ask them to go to the vending machine and drink a soda or coffee, and they will calm down.
As I became more and more famous on the street, people started to recognize me and said, "You're V! That awesome mercenary hacker!"
Every time this happens, I smile and say, "Yes, and I'm still preparing to run for mayor."
Since the news that I was running for mayor spread, my life has immediately become lively. Old friends from the past are rushing to come to see the live treasures. The maximum number of visitors to my small apartment in a day reaches 170 people. If I charge by ticket
I can definitely make a profit from him, but unfortunately I can't.
Perhaps I am the most unsightly candidate, and everyone treats this matter as a joke, for the time being.
Things will change.
I talked with people at the bottom of Night City. Some of them were on the streets, some near transportation lines, and some in shacks on the seaside. Some were kicked out because they couldn't pay the rent, some were veterans who were injured or injured in the war, and some had been picking up trash since childhood.
of uneducated people.
I ask them how their life is, and the answers are always: "It's terrible," "It's just like that," "Oh..."
I asked them again how they were doing recently, and they answered me like this: "Every day is like hell", "I am in pain to my death", "Another day has passed"
This is the inner city of Night City. Go out of the Civic Center and Westbrook and go to Pacific Island and the Valley area. The high-rises of companies and governments are like castles, allowing those social elites who live a luxurious life to stay at home.
.They can’t see the many children eating food scraps picked from the garbage, they can’t see the sex dolls implanted with low-quality prostheses in black clinics, they can’t see the workers who were violently suppressed after protesting, and they can’t see the mentally ill.
A veteran with no cure.
Capital shines at the top of the clouds, while suffering and trauma cover everything under the clouds.
The world is sick. In my opinion, Night City itself is the source of cyberpsychosis. This evil system, this terrifying and cold-blooded system is mass-producing madmen. Regina comes to me again and again.
To subdue those sick cybermaniacs, she said that we must find a way to cure them. What I saw was not patients, but pitiful people who had no way out.
If people really want to cure this disease, the best way is not to take medicine, not to be sent to those mental sanatoriums that abuse patients, but to rush into Arasaka Tower and give each of the fat corporate dogs there a bullet.
It is to distribute money, resources, opportunities and benefits, and to do all this, I think the only way is to invite two Germans.
Teacher Bian Ning said that he would help me with the work outside of the assignment. This is incredible. I don’t know how he can compete with the city councilors who have complicated relationships and profound backgrounds. He is just an old man who teaches, even if he is very good at playing.
That's it - or just do what I want and just start a vigorous purge. If all the competitors are dead, then I will definitely be elected.
Now that I said that, the situation is definitely not going to develop as I imagined. One morning I was woken up by Johnny, "Hey! V, don't sleep! Watch TV!"
Anyway, I don’t know when, Johnny had some kind of entity of his own and no longer shared his senses with me. This made him extremely happy. He was my backing spirit all day long, muttering non-stop, and just teasing me when I had nothing to do.
I drink and smoke. Last night I couldn't resist him and drank three bottles of tequila, which gave me a huge headache.
“Do you work part-time as an alarm clock now?”
"Watching TV, the host mentioned you, V, the city light at night, the executor of justice, the savior who cares for the people at the bottom, the Messiah after the Messiah, holy shit, who wrote the manuscript, put you
It’s blowing to the sky!”
I squirmed out of bed, then squirmed to lie down on the sofa. The TV screen on the wall was playing News Channel 54. The beautiful blonde host was sitting upright and reading a script. As expected, my profile picture was in the upper right corner of the screen.
I actually thought about myself being in the news in the future - as a wanted criminal.
Speaking of which, I have had such an experience, the time I went to steal the Relic chip. The stupid Arasaka Yorinobu slandered Jack and I as murderers, and then made the whole city wanted. That fat guy Dexter just watched the news.
To betray me in a panic is really...
But now it's different. When people found out that I was a serious candidate for mayor, I immediately became a celebrity, more popular than talk show host Stan. Hey, I like this feeling, big shot, Jack followed
I have also become a big shot. Jack’s mother, Mrs. Wells, as well as Lao Wei, Misty, and others are now considered my campaign group - except for Lao Wei, who went to college, the highest degree among the rest is high school graduation.