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Chapter 132 Dead fish of the catfish family

I don’t understand many things. It’s impossible for a person to understand everything in life. Modern cyber people learn things very quickly, but the cost of learning is also real. If you can be excellent in a certain field in your life, that will be enough. I don’t understand

Management, I don’t understand economics. Human knowledge is very complicated. I have lived for more than 20 years and can only understand some basic concepts.

Common sense, common sense that makes people survive. The gangsters in Night City have their own survival philosophy, which are probably some ugly but reasonable words, such as money is hard to make, shit is hard to eat, don’t eat yellow snow, don’t knead alone

Shiny and the like, and then there is something that everyone understands tacitly - if words can't convince your enemy, use bullets to do so.

The scavenger bastards finally heard my persuasion and accepted it peacefully one by one.

It is not easy to shoot down scavengers. It is said that these gangs are supported by corporate forces. Sometimes these wolves will unite because of danger. Behind the scavengers is the Ye Company, which is a company established by the founder of Night City.

, although it is low-key, its influence on Night City is by no means inferior to Arasaka, and may even be more terrifying to some extent.

I still remember a deal I made with Jack before I stole the chip. The client entrusted us to save Sandra, a rich girl who was a platinum member of the trauma team. This girl was in the scavenger's territory at the time, and she was like a comatose pig waiting to be slaughtered. She later

She approached me again to discuss business. On the one hand, I was amazed by her wealth, and on the other hand, I was also interested in the content of her mission.

This is probably what happened. She asked me to go to the scavenger's site to find a recording chip. I did get it. It was an encryption chip. Out of the hacker's curiosity, I deciphered the content. The chip was circulated within Ye's company.

What came out was about their secret research and development project of AI, and it seemed to imply that they were trying to use AI to modify and usurp the personality of the experimental subjects.

Does it look similar to Mr. Blue Eyes?

Although Sandra didn't say it clearly, the reason why she was thrown to the scavenger was probably because of stealing Ye's company secrets. The scavenger is a good name, especially when the company needs someone to disappear silently.

It is a better choice to give these vicious catfish creatures. After all, the body of the person who sank into the sea is still there, but if it falls into the hands of the scavengers, within a week, your whole body organs will be on the black market, and the remaining ones

The meat was thrown into the crematorium and turned into ashes.

This is the case in Night City. Here, the criminal procedures are well-organized and even industrialized. Even a kidney cutter can boast that he is a businessman. This is a little secret that this city does not tell people easily, and

People who know this secret have either joined this industry chain, or they are unable to escape and can only endure it in fear.

What's even more interesting is that once you recover from the fright, you are captured by this bloody order, and turn to support the underground society of Night City, then you will quickly join in. Many gangsters are like this, and so are many dead people.

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My second speech was at a Colorado farm, a decaying place with deserted fields. I stood on a high platform in the middle of the crowd, holding a microphone, like a rock star, spouting metallic words.

"Night City is a killing factory that eats people without spitting out their bones. It packages itself with false hope and allows fools one after another to willingly come in and suffer. Listen to their propaganda: infinite possibilities. This is what a city should give to individuals

Mission? Absolutely impossible. Only the times will give people unlimited possibilities, and a city or a community claiming this can only prove that it is lying! Night City does not need to give people unlimited possibilities, this is not it

What it should do is to give the greatest number of people a sheltered house, a stable and dignified job, and basic and necessary living security. This is what a city should do. This

That's why we humans gather together - to survive! My friends, we have given up so much in order to survive, but why should we endure a city if it will swallow up even the last pitiful residue?

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"Yes, I shot the Sixth Street gangsters and the scavenger gangsters. The media, these shameless media called me the murderer of the new century and the tyrant who was about to gain power. These are all what they gave me.

It doesn't matter, let them go! You know what I want, you know what I will do. That's enough. I'm not a murderer, I'm a judge

Officer, I am not about to gain power, but I already have power. This power belongs to you, those of you who have taken the trouble to come to listen to my speech. It is given to me by all the suffering people in Night City. If a tyrant is needed

To smash this twisted and stinky world, then you can safely hand over the task to me, give me your trust, and let me send you the bullets to fight back.

"On the streets of Night City, people all abide by the rules of bullets, because metal and gunpowder can convince people better than words. Then I will give you metal bullets and let you shoot into the dark sky! Break the dark clouds and let

The sun shines on the earth again. This is the possibility given to you by the Night City, and this is the only possibility you can believe in! You don’t have to believe my words, but you can always believe my bullets!"

The second speech, the third speech... I walked through every street in Night City, and more and more people were following us. When no one cared about me, I spoke up, and now I am walking in cheers

and passionate tears. I like this feeling, but it feels very unreal.

"Teacher Bian, are you afraid of death?"

He glanced at me and said, "Do you feel that you are not good enough to fulfill the people's expectations?"

"Are you all able to read minds?"

"I can't, but a friend of mine can." Teacher Bian shook his head, "I feel the same thing about what you have experienced. I will lead you on this path, and I can only make you feel more relaxed. V, you are a good person

Child, this is what I like about you."

"Can't you just help me because I'm a player?"

Teacher Bian just smiled, said nothing more, and walked away slowly.

Johnny was smoking his cigarette again, "Where does this old guy come from?"

"I have no idea."

"You have studied with him for nine years and you haven't learned anything?"

"Well, he's been very busy."

"Then have you always been this stupid?"

What are you talking about Johnny! Can a mere rock boy maintain your respect for a mayoral candidate!

Johnny just raised his middle finger.

As soon as he left, my place became deserted again, so I went back to the apartment and fell asleep for two hours. Jack called me and said, "The Whirlpool Gang is going to fight with us."

"Just come."


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