Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 127 105. Immunity

Today is December 2075, 12, Thursday, Carl's last day of school.

Carl started school on November 11th, which was also his sixth day at school.

"it is finally over!"

Gaius's face changed back to Carl's. In the Sky Hera car, Carl excitedly raised his arms to touch the roof, just like a student who had just started summer vacation. His whole mental state improved a lot.

"If I keep going on like this, I'll be going insane if I spend half of my time every day learning how to flatter my superiors."

Listening to Karl's excited and joyful voice, David, who was sitting weakly next to him, scratched his cheek in confusion: "I feel fine."

"One is not liberated yet, and the other is liberated but has to go back to suffer. How can they be the same?"

Karl said, remembering something and asked, “David, is your mother okay?”

"It's okay. I paid to send her to the medical center in Santo Domingo. She has woken up and will probably be discharged tomorrow."

"That's not bad."

Oliver, who is also from Santo Domingo, said while driving: "I was treated in that hospital before. Although the price is a little bit expensive, the service is still very good."

"Well, I'm a little bit unaccustomed to the enthusiasm."

"If you pay them, they will definitely be enthusiastic. Anyway, it's much better than some street clinic. But when it comes to professionalism, I still only trust Lao Wei."

"Lao Wei?"

"That's where we are driving to now. Carl wants to take off the prosthesis on his face. He has been holding back for a long time. I remember he was planning to give it to you. You have to be careful. If you wear the prosthesis for a long time, it will be tightly integrated with your nerves and you can't take it off."

"I'm fine. It's good to wear it all the time."

Hearing what David said, Jack in the co-pilot seat laughed: "Indeed, only Carl, who is particularly careful about his natural skin, would take it down after installing the prosthesis."

"I don't like the pain of connecting nerves, and I hate getting used to the pain and gradually adapting to it."

Karl tapped his cheek: “Actually, generally speaking, I’m a very respectable person.”

"It really does take 'face'."

As Oliver spoke, Hera of the Sky slowly stopped beside the street leading to Misty's psychic house.

After Oliver learned his lesson and set up a trigger alarm device, the few of them walked into Misty's psychic house. After saying hello to Misty, except for Jack who stayed to accompany his girlfriend, the others went to Lao Wei's clinic through the back door.

Lao Wei already knew about the relevant matters yesterday, and when Carl and others arrived at the scheduled time, he was already prepared.

"Lie down on it."

The operation began with the same sound that Old Vina made before every prosthetic surgery.

The behavioral feature synchronized face plate is very advanced in manufacturing technology, but it is quite simple to install and remove. Lao Wei completed the operation without much effort.

"You need to show more expression and movement on your face these days. The residual feeling may fix your facial nerves. If you don't want to become paralyzed, smile more."

"I understand, Lao Wei."

After taking the towel handed over by Oliver and wiping the remaining blood on his face, Carl got off the operating table, looked at his face which had become a little whiter due to not seeing the sun for six days, and rubbed it with his hands.

Well, actually the feeling of rubbing it is no different from when the prosthesis is installed, but Carl just feels at ease.

At least he won't change his face, nor will he get facial neuralgia.

He is not a Sichuan opera face-changing master, so why does he need so many faces? If you keep them on for too long, you won't be able to take them off.

"Are you ready, kid?"

Carl is done, and it's David's turn next. Hearing Victor's voice, David took a deep breath and nodded.

"Then lie down. I'll start with the hands. The facial prosthesis needs to be adjusted and cleaned. I usually don't use second-hand prostheses for surgery, but this behavioral feature synchronized facial plate happens to be suitable for anyone. You have to bear with it. It might be a bit painful. The nerves around the prosthetic eye will be affected by the prosthetic eye, causing it to skip frames and lose color." As he said that, Lao Wei injected anesthesia, and then started the operation under the watchful eyes of Carl and Oliver.

The installation of the 'Ballistic Co-Processor' on the prosthetic hand did not last long. When Jack and Misty came over after chatting for a while, they just saw the end of it.

"It's pretty fast."

"The main event is coming next. Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Old Wei glanced at Jack, comforted the gasping David, and took out the anesthetic injection. Old Wei first used a small dose to test David's resistance to anesthesia and determined his tolerance level. This time he was going to take real action.

"I will peel off your face in a moment. Don't resist while you are still dazed. I have to reroute the prosthetic wires connecting your prosthetic eyes. The person who installed the prosthetics for you must be the prosthetic doctor from Santo Domingo."

"Doctor Victor, can you tell?"

"The skills are crude, but passable. There are only a few prosthetic doctors in Night City."

Victor said this as he injected David with anesthesia.

As the cold liquid in his blood vessels began to spread, David's consciousness gradually disappeared. When he opened his eyes again, his prosthesis had been installed.

"Here, an inhaled immunosuppressant. You should be a little uncomfortable for a few days. Facial neuralgia and the like. Take it once a day. You will be almost used to it after two days. The human body will instinctively resist foreign organs. Inhaling this stuff will help your body learn to adapt."

【Immunosuppressants】: Drugs that have an inhibitory effect on the body's immune response.

"Got it, Doctor Victor."

"Don't worry, there's still faces to be selected and adjusted. Just continue sitting and see which face you like to use as a variation in the future."

Watching David, who had just woken up, talking to Victor, Carl was a little curious about the immunosuppressant that Victor threw to David.

"Lao Wei, why didn't you throw this thing to me? I was in pain for a while last time."

"You do not need."

Victor took the time to look at Karl and said calmly:

"Your body's rejection reaction to the prosthesis is unexpectedly low. It's as if the prosthesis belongs to you naturally after it is installed in your body. You don't need this thing at all. The pain you feel is due to nerve connection pain, and has nothing to do with immune response."

"It's like it was born to me. It sounds weird, like my body is just a spare part, plug and play."

"Maybe. Anyway, even if the rejection reaction is small, try to install as little as possible. No matter how good the prosthesis is, it will never be as comfortable as your original body."

"I can't help it, Lao Wei. As a mercenary, I have to pretend sometimes. But I don't have any special needs or ideas now. After all, I can't get more advanced goods from the warehouse yet."

"Wait, then."

Old Wei turned his head, moved his hands, and then said something that surprised Carl a little.

"I recently contacted the supplier, an insider of the company, and he is currently making internal arrangements to see if he can get some of the internal goods out. If successful, you can then install more advanced goods. I would rather you just upgrade the access warehouse than install a messy prosthesis."

"Lao Wei, where did you get the skills to be so powerful that you can even get the company's internal goods?"

"It's not me who is great, it's the person I know who is great."

"What about me, Lao Wei? I want to make a Sian Westin!"

"Oliver, you should wait. The time it took you to transform is much shorter than Carl's."

Amid the heated conversation about the company's internal affairs, the sky outside the clinic gradually darkened.

Then, in the light, it became bright again.

Night City has entered the night.

(End of this chapter)