Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 139 117. I understand too much

"Working together?"

T-BUG was silent for a while after hearing Carl's words, and then he said, "You mean, you want me to join your team?"

"That's about right. My team happens to be in need of a formal hacker who can assist us from behind. Since you will cooperate with us in this mission, you should not have a fixed team, right? How about it, are you interested in establishing a long-term cooperation?"

"You guys are very capable, and I can trust you as teammates, but I have to think about it."

T-BUG didn't seem to be willing to refuse, he just said he needed to think about it.

"If you are interested, I will first tell you the rules of the team, so that you can follow them and take precautions in advance."

Carl didn't care about T-BUG's hesitation and directly explained the current team rules:
"Being a mercenary is mostly for money. As for money, unless someone plays a special role in each mission and the others agree, the money will be divided equally, with no one getting more or less. If there is any loose change that is difficult to divide, it will be used as meal expenses for the gathering."

Carl said this, and found that T-BUG did not say anything about this, so he continued:
"As for the mission, it will be similar to the one you and I did today. Everyone can discuss it, but whether to accept the mission is usually decided by me. Is that okay?"

"The leader makes the decision, just like fish need to be led by the leader, there is nothing wrong with that."

"That's pretty much it for the rules. We don't have any special extra rules. If there's anything you're particularly concerned about, we can change it."

“The rules are fine, they are reasonable.”

T-BUG said, "But I'd better think about it first. I just did my first mission today, and I have to go back and summarize the details."

"Okay, then we'll wait for you to contact us. Whether you agree or not, we hope you'll remember it and reply when you have time. Even if you don't want to join our team, we can still ask you to help us if we need anything in the future."

"it is good."

After T-BUG said this, her communication was disconnected, but she did not log out of the team's information chat channel.

"What do you think, Jack?"

Listening to the conversation between Carl and T-BUG, Oliver looked at Jack in the co-pilot seat.

“It feels like there’s something going on.”

A smile appeared on Jack's face: "I feel that our team will be able to welcome an amazing hacker soon."

“Trust your instinct.”

Oliver was driving the car and asked Carl who was sitting in the back: "What are we going to do next? Go have lunch?"

"Order takeout, go to your room, I have some information for you to look at."

Carl flipped his hand and handed the chip to Jack in front.

"what is this?"

"It's most likely Arasaka's stuff. Take it and open it on the computer in Oliver's room."

"Self-developed Sianweistan"

Jack muttered to himself, and asked Oliver to look at the chip while they were waiting at the traffic light.

"Self-developed by Sian Westin, Arasaka, you know what I came up with."

After taking a few glances at the chip, Oliver handed it back before the green light came on and said, "Remember the first cyberpsycho that Carl killed?"

"Patrick Bell?" Carl still had some impression of the cyberpsychopath, and then he instantly understood why Oliver said this:

"I remember that at that time, Mr. Johnson also said that because he was a hired security guard of Arasaka, all his belongings belonged to Arasaka. I complained about this to you when I came back."

"I remember that he also seemed to have a Mantis Blade and a Sian Westin configuration."

Jack said, "Looking at it this way, the combination of these two things is really a standard combination of cyberpsychosis. Could it be that these two cyborgs are particularly stimulating in some way?"

"Maybe, but I remember that Mr. Johnson, who later examined his prosthetic, said it was a Denaras Anvistan Type 1. It should have nothing to do with Arasaka's so-called self-developed Anvistan."

Karl muttered, and then he figured it out again: “I understand, tolerance test.”

"That's what I thought, too. I heard from the veterans of the Six Street Gang who participated in the Unification War that the agents of the Arasaka Group really like this set. The Mantis Blade plus the Anvistan, the so-called self-developed Anvistan test, can't just use the company's elite reserve armed forces to consume it right away. It must be carried out by ordinary security personnel or low-level people like the Tiger Claw Gang."

Oliver continued, "And I heard that within Arasaka, there is actually a kind of Sian Westin that is specifically for elites to use. Guess where those specially provided data tests come from."

"As expected of a company, they are so skilled at targeting their own people."

Jack sighed, "I suspect that when the Sian Westin and the Mantis Blade are given, those who want to be tested will also have to pay."

"Don't be so sure. Mr. Patrick Bell is undergoing a normal tolerance test. His entire body will belong to the company even after his death. Do you think they won't pay for this? According to my guess, maybe they will use the name of a cheap discount to make them pay for the rest of their lives. Only by selling to Arasaka can they get this 'qualification'."

While Carl was talking, several people drove to the underground parking lot of the super skyscraper.

"It's ironic that I have to pay to be used as a test subject."

As Jack gave his concluding remarks, the group took the elevator to the floor where Oliver's room was located.

Without wasting too long, Carl entered the room. While Oliver and Jack were ordering takeout, he inserted the chip into the computer and read the contents.

“Cholesterol, lipoproteins, and blood pressure status.”

No matter how you look at it, it looks more like a human body examination form.

After looking at a long string of data, Carl pulled the chip out of the computer.

To sum up, it is a chip that monitors the human body's condition in real time, but
For Carl, it didn't work at all.

Maybe professionals would know something about it, but for a mercenary like Carl, what can he do with this kind of data?

You can't just infer the situation of Arasaka's self-developed Sanwestin based on this data. No wonder Arasaka dares to give the things directly to gang members for testing. It seems that they are bullying the people on the street because of their low level of knowledge.

Carl really didn't understand, but he knew someone who did, or he knew someone who understood.

Communication dial.

"Karl, what's wrong?"

Blanca's voice came from the other end of the line.

"I have some Arasaka stuff here, are you interested?"

Arasaka knows a lot about military technology.

(End of this chapter)