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Chapter 142: Cyberpunk's answer

I don't like your eyes.

That’s what I thought and that’s what I said.

The beast from Haiti showed a gentle smile that was in line with common human cognition, "You can criticize a person's appearance, but can you refuse a big business deal?"

"No, you should ask this, I can refuse a big business, because my appearance will bring countless big businesses, but can I criticize a person's appearance? The answer is that I can't, I can't evaluate these, maybe

For those who spend big bucks on genetic surgery and plastic surgery

, I can laugh at their lack of aesthetics, but this kind of thing varies from person to person. I can't laugh at the attributes of nature, people's congenital diseases, people's appearance, and people's race and sexual orientation. These are things I can't criticize.

Because I know that no one has a choice when faced with these things."

"What you said is just correct nonsense." Mr. Blue Eyes said nothing else, but the network surveillance agent walked into the private room.

"Ms. V, it's an honor to meet you." He stretched out his hand from afar and walked over quickly.

"Nice to meet you, too. Thank you for the ongoing efforts of network surveillance to prevent the Internet from being invaded by AI that flows outside the black wall."

When we were chatting, the smile on the face of the blue-eyed beast from Haiti disappeared completely. He observed us, me and the network monitoring agent with a very cold and cautious attitude. I have never seen someone like him express such emotions.

This emotion must be intense and uncontrollable, otherwise it would not have caused him to rein in his long-standing pretense.

It's a relief not to see their disgusting smiling faces. Placid, a strong black man, is not suitable for such a polite expression. In addition to making people feel dangerous, he is just like a dog to please.

"Let me introduce it to you..."

"Not interested." Mr. Blue Eyes became rude again, and the beast came back. "If you want to help monitor the Internet, then please do so. The Voodoo Gang will not fall like this, and Taipingzhou will not surrender to you."

"It's not up to you how to choose Taipingzhou!" I pulled out the double-barreled shotgun behind my seat and pointed it at Placid's head. "I'll shoot you here, and then send the army into Taipingzhou and kill you."

The old nest was uprooted, this is

I will do it. Do you know why I still tolerate your stupidity? Because I don't want to let the unarmed people take over. In Taipingzhou, there are 9,900 bastards out of 10,000 people, but there are also 100 good people.

Of these nine thousand nine hundred bastards

, there are 6,000 people who have been living on the streets since childhood and have to steal and rob, and 3,000 people cannot bear the oppression and choose to break the law. They can all be reformed, and the remaining 900 stubborn bastards, if they refuse to repent, will

Then I will be the only one

Shoot them! This is what I said, listen carefully. I know that the Internet Monitoring is looking for trouble with you. I can make them stop, but the Voodoo Gang must be disbanded and let your real person in charge come to me. This

This is the last chance I give you.

"Do you understand?"

"That's not possible, you didn't give us a choice."

"You also didn't give Evelyn a choice. Remember, you are just a foot wipe."

Placid left, he really left this time. When the blue flames in his eyes disappeared, he just walked out of the next life with hatred. The night city is very big, and he disappeared quickly, like a pebble.

I reached an agreement with the network monitors and asked them to temporarily let go of the leader of the voodoo gang, Bridget, a thin Haitian woman. During this time, she had been trapped in the network by the network monitors. When I saw her,

Her mental state was not good. When she saw me, the first thing she said was: "You didn't give us a choice."

"So you want to use a riot to tell us that Taipingzhou will not surrender, right?"

"..."

"And you are trying to attack the network through hacking, spreading rumors and slander, infringing on normal business practices, creating privacy crises, and organizing large-scale illegal activities. All this is because you want to prove that the Voodoo Gang has the ability to overthrow the night.

city, isn’t it?”

"..."

"So did you succeed?" I said to myself, because the other party was not willing to answer, "You failed. Why? You don't even know why, do you? There is no chaos in Night City, not even Taipingzhou.

Luan. Are you surprised?"

"You are very powerful. I want to know why we lost. Why, we lost before we even started."

"Life, life has inertia, which makes people believe that they are living in safety. If you want to stop a running carriage, the important thing is not which direction you turn it, or even crush it. The important thing is

Build a new carriage. Bridget, do you know how long ago it was last time Placid came to see me?"

"Four days ago."

"No, it's four days to you, because you only have this concept in your mind, that is, I gave the Voodoo Gang four days to disband. But in fact? Three months, it's three months. It's been three months since I came

It has been three months since we first dealt with you. In these three months, we have liberated a large number of workers and transformed Taipingzhou into a completely new look.

New, let the people living there agree with our way, and those who don’t agree will either go to jail or be shot. Taipingzhou is no longer the Voodoo Taipingzhou. Even your church has been demolished

, What’s ridiculous is that your secret base is underground in the church, and we have already dealt with the hackers you lead.”

I leaned on the soft red leather sofa, Johnny sat on the armrest to my left, and we looked at Lao Hei in front of us.

"Did you think of something? Did you realize something?"

Bridget said, "I want the truth."

I put a blue chip in my left hand and a red chip in my right hand.

"There are two chips here. If you choose the blue one, it means accepting the truth. If you choose the red one, you can continue to live in falsehood."

Bridget hesitated for a long time, then slowly picked up the blue chip in my left hand and inserted it into the neural interface.

"What is this? I feel it's very different."

"This is the future, this is the present, and most importantly, this is freedom."

Bridget quickly accepted this reality, and she told me some of the key plot points she knew.



The Voodoo Gang wants the Relic chip, not for the technology, but for Johnny Silverhand in the chip.

Johnny Silverhand is not the most critical. The most critical thing is his good friend at the time, the genius hacker who invented the Soul Killer, Ott Cunningham. This woman uploaded her consciousness and became an AI, but was hacked again.

The wall seals off the human world. Now perhaps only Johnny can summon her from the ethereal online world.

Countless AIs and hackers behind the black wall are trying to break through this wall. They are almost successful, and the Voodoo Gang intends to lead the way, and they are trying to evolve through this.

What follows is my own speculation, which is not entirely accurate, but has reference value.

What kind of people are the mysterious Mr. Blue Eyes?

They are wandering AIs within the walls, electronic programs that have taken over human bodies.

As expected, in the future, the black wall will be broken through and the human world will be destroyed by AI. This destruction is not important. What is important is that they have designed a brand new future for mankind.

The brains of all Cybermen will be burned, and their consciousness will be uploaded to the Internet. All digital consciousnesses will be assembled into a huge union, and then dispersed again and injected into the human body. Thus, a hive society with mechanical hearts will be born.

——This is the ultimate answer to cyberpunk.


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