Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 141 119. Arriving at the Right Time
"Mrs. Wells, here we come!"

"Welcome, Carl and Oliver, you haven't been here for a while."

"Just a few days."

Holding the thawed pork and a bunch of drinks, Carl entered Jack's house while responding to Mrs. Wells' words.

They had been to the Wild Wolf Bar many times, but this was their first time at Jack's house, and they had never seen it before.

"Why are you guys here? Where's Jack?"

Mrs. Wells watched Carl and Oliver come in, but did not see her son.

"He's gone to pick someone up. He'll be here soon."

"Is anyone else coming?"

Mrs. Wells looked at their smiles and after a moment of confusion, she no longer cared. Compared to caring about the guests who had not yet arrived, her more important responsibility now was to entertain the two children.

"Sit down for a minute. The French fries will be ready soon. Would you like something to drink?"

“We brought our own drinks today.”

"Okay, if it's not enough, just let me know."

Mrs. Wells said this and went back into the kitchen. The French fries were still frying and she had to keep an eye on them.

Sitting on the sofa on the first floor, Oliver looked at the decorations around him and said to Carl, "I heard from Jack that he is planning to move to the garage recently. In my opinion, the garage is not as warm as home."

"Maybe he wanted to take care of his car closer."

Carl also looked around this ordinary but quite cozy home. He did not sit down like Oliver, but walked to the stairs leading to the second floor in the room on the first floor.

"Is this where Jack comes down from every day when he gets up? I quite like the design of the staircase connecting the first and second floors in this room."

“After you get used to living in an apartment building, you do get that feeling.”

Oliver rubbed his beard with his right hand and said, "But with our current financial situation, we can afford to live in a high-rise suite with a courtyard. We should be able to afford one with a swimming pool, but the price may be a little bit higher."

"for example?"

"For example, here in Heywood, I have seen a property before, a valley villa, a high-rise, a duplex villa, a house on two floors, renting for 30 euros a month, the place is so big that a row of people ( people) can be stuffed in and it won't feel crowded."

"That's 40,000 euros a month."

Hearing the price, Carl thought about the current monthly rent of a super skyscraper of 1,000 Euros, and felt that the gap was too big.

"This one month is enough to cover our rent for forty months, or more than three years."

“So it’s just gritting your teeth.”

Oliver counted the days on his fingers and said, "It's almost time for us to pay the rent this month. Why don't we move to another place to share the rent and invite Jack to come over. It's better to live together in the garage. If three people can afford it, it should be cheaper. A bigger place is more spacious, right?"

"Forget it. We have just made a name for ourselves, so let's not think about that kind of luxury."

Carl didn't have any objections to his apartment. Although it was a little smaller and more ordinary than the luxury villa suite that Oliver had mentioned, it was still adaptable to living in it.

Carl said, "Let's wait until we complete a big order next time before we change. You and Jack still need to spend money on prosthetics, right? Do you want to ask me for funding? I have no objection."

"no."

The luxurious suite in his mind disappeared in an instant. Compared with enjoying it, Oliver valued the prosthesis that could strengthen the team more.

"Sian Westin, that's what I like."

"It won't be long. It's the adaptation period that Lao Wei mentioned and the time for him to contact people. I don't know what kind of prosthesis Lao Wei can give us by then." "I don't ask for much. I just want something from Zeta Technology."

Zeta Technologies.

Listening to Oliver's words, Carl responded by talking about what he had read about Sian Westin from Zeta Technology.

Zeta Technology's Sian Westin is a rare type among Sian Westins, and it is considered to be a type for the general public. The Sian Westin designed in accordance with the minimalist concept in popular models, that is to say, it will not add some messy functions. If only the current popular Zeta type 1 is counted in terms of the burden it has to bear, it may be the lightest one.

"Are you so unconfident that you came to Zeta Technology?"

"I don't want to become a cyberpsycho."

"Ding."

As Carl and Oliver were talking, the doorbell rang. Oliver got up, walked to the door, looked at the surveillance camera, opened the door and opened his arms.

"Lao Wei, you are finally here. We were just talking about you."

"We're talking about prosthetics again."

Victor was obviously experienced. He hugged Oliver without caring and looked at Karl: "You can come to my clinic tomorrow. I think the order for shipment has arrived."

"So fast, Lao Wei? Isn't it about the adaptation period?"

Carl was a little surprised.

"Tomorrow we are just going to select, not install directly. You have to take a look at the goods. And after you see the goods, even if I don't let you install them, can you bear it? The adaptation period will be two or three days to be safe, but you all have good physical conditions. When the time comes, let me take a look after the installation. If there is no particularly serious rejection reaction, just pay attention to it."

Oliver was delighted when he heard Victor's words:
"Then Lao Wei, you must eat well today, otherwise you will not have enough energy for the surgery."

"Stop it, kid. Don't hold me up. If I hiccup during the operation, the knife will shake."

"I will be hungry again tomorrow after digesting what I ate tonight. That's impossible."

"I don't have the same appetite as you do."

As Victor spoke, he saw Mrs. Wells sticking her head out of the kitchen when she saw the new guest, and he greeted her.

Mrs. Wells and Victor have known each other for a long time because of Jack, and the two are not strangers.

"Didn't Jack come with you?"

Mrs. Wells looked at Old Victor who came in alone with some confusion. When she saw Victor, she thought that the guest Jack went to meet was Victor, but she didn't expect that she still didn't see her son.

"Jack, he's behind, coming soon."

Victor looked at Mrs. Wells and gave her a smile that Mrs. Wells didn't quite understand.

As if to verify Victor's words, Jack appeared at the door as soon as he finished speaking, and the person who appeared with him was
Mrs. Wells was stunned for a moment as she looked at the girl who seemed a little nervous, holding what must be a gift and smiling at her.

She didn't expect that the guest Jack would personally pick up was her.

Thinking of the mysterious expressions of Carl and Oliver before they entered the door, and then looking at Victor's current smile, Mrs. Wells finally looked at her son.

Jack's eyes now were not looking at her as the mother, but at the girl beside him with a smile and encouragement.

So, that's the case.
Mrs. Wells looked again at the girl who, although nervous, was smiling like the boy next to her.

Mrs. Wells smiled, went back to the kitchen, brought out some French fries, and greeted the new 'guest'.

"Welcome Misty, you've arrived just in time."

(End of this chapter)