Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 142 1. Prosthetics
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"Are you awake, Carl?"

"I'm awake. I'm brushing my teeth and washing my face. Wait a minute. I'll be right there."

Carl, who had just gotten up, asked Oliver on the other end of the line, "Shall we go to Old Wei now?"

"To pick things, you have to go early."

"I see you can't wait."

Opening the refrigerator and taking out the synthetic milk that he was almost used to, Carl asked, "Have you and Jack had breakfast? How about we go have breakfast first?"

"Jack and I woke up this morning and ate the pork rice that Mrs. Wells had heated up. We were already very full. By the way, Carl, you didn't stay at Jack's house yesterday. I woke up early in the morning and saw Jack lying next to me."

"You two drank too much yesterday, and I didn't drink. I went home after sending Old Vi and Misty home last night. When I left, didn't I say hello to you and Jack who were drinking together? Did you guys lose your memory after drinking so much?"

"Maybe a little. I still have a headache now. I have to go to Lao Wei's to check this out first. But if you haven't had breakfast, do you want us to buy it for you first?"

"Order me a bowl of noodles with soybean paste from the stall in front of the skyscraper. No diced meat, but soybean paste. And buy me a can of sweet tea."

"You really like drinking this. Is that all? Is there anything else you want?"

"No more. I'll eat in the car later. I'll be right down."

"Row."

Carl first drank the smooth synthetic milk, then walked out of the room and headed towards the elevator.

The corridor on the road was still the same as before, with thugs slumped on one side, and residents standing there with guns in their hands, arguing with each other. Everything was still the same.

After taking a look at the colorful billboards, Carl walked into the elevator.

Night City is still Night City.

There is no difference from when I came a month ago.

After getting off the bus, Carl got into the Sky Hera, which was driven by the exclusive driver Oliver. Carl took the noodles with soybean paste handed to him by Jack and started to eat them in the back seat, while listening to the discussion between Oliver and Jack.

"What's your intended prosthetic Jack? I want a Zeta Tech Sian Westin."

"The bio-powered Berserker, the Berserker they have is the best on the market right now."

"But didn't Lao Wei say that he might be able to get some of the company's internal goods? Don't you expect more?"

"Internal goods are internal goods, but Lao Wei didn't say which company is behind the person he knows. Some companies haven't even developed the Berserker and Sian Westin. We can't expect the people Lao Wei knows to get all the company's goods for us to choose from."

“That’s the reason too.”

Oliver said, remembering something. "Oh, Carl, I remember the commission we accepted from Blanca. Didn't she say that after we killed those fledgling ACPA pilots and let her people completely occupy that department, she would use her authority to give us two pieces of military technology?"

"Yes, it happened. But it hasn't been long since ACPA appeared on the streets. That group of people is still outside Night City. Anyway, as far as long-term missions are concerned, there's no telling how long this mission will take."

Carl answered, finishing his noodles. "Then the Sian Westin and the Violent Type in the military technology, are they awesome?"

"You're not from the former Sixth Street Gang, so shouldn't you know more about this than me?"

"In the past, we didn't have the money to afford such high-end prosthetics."

"Too."

Carl thought for a moment and said:

"As far as I can remember, there seems to be only one type of military-tech violent weapon on the market, which is the military-tech violent type V. I heard that it is a unique application of nanotechnology, and its recovery and regeneration capabilities far exceed other violent weapons of the same type."

Jack listened and couldn't help asking, "Can I buy it if it's on the market?"

“There is a market but no price.”

Carl explained the meaning of this idiom: "To put it simply, there is a market and many people need it, but they can't buy it. It's said to be on the market, but in fact, it's just put out for display and publicity to explain how awesome the company's technology is. But even if you want to order it, you can't get it. This kind of goods is not for outsiders to use."

"On the other hand, it doesn't mean that if you want to use such an awesome prosthesis, you should join our company, right?"

Jack got the meaning.

"It is possible that some lone wolves may be attracted to join the company because of the powerful prosthesis. It can also be regarded as a means for the company to recruit talents. If you don't show your stuff, how will others know that your company is powerful in this aspect?"

Carl continued:

"Then there is S'An Westin. In this regard, there is a 'Military Technology 'Peregrine Falcon' S'An Westin Type 5'. The Peregrine Falcon was once one of the fastest animals in the world, and the eponymous prosthetic body of the Peregrine Falcon is also much faster than the ordinary S'An Westin.

This thing used to be the same as the Military Technology Furious Type 5, a priceless commodity that was only distributed to the most elite soldiers in the military technology industry. However, I recently saw news that it would be mass-produced and sold to ordinary consumers, but I don’t know if it’s true.”

"Eighty percent of it is true."

Jack said, "Remember the former lieutenant of Militech who we got rid of before? I remember that he was carrying the experimental Sianwesten from Militech. I suspect that Militech made some breakthrough in Sianwesten, so they sold the Peregrine Falcon, which was so valuable before."

"Keep the good things for yourself, and sell the unwanted ones when you have something better. I guess that's the case."

Oliver said, "If I don't get any good stuff this time, I can hope for an internal prosthesis from Blanca after I help her complete the mission."

"Military technology is not known for access warehouses. I don't have any special requirements for prosthetics in this area. Just wait and see. If you don't find anything satisfactory today, you can just wait. Anyway, in one or two months at most, this matter will be settled. Then we can do this mission. People always forget the news."

After Karl's voice fell, several people had already arrived at the "Old Wei Clinic" not far from the super skyscraper.

After getting off the car and setting off the burglar alarm, the three of them walked through Misty's psychic house, said hello to Misty and then came to the clinic, where Lao Wei was already waiting.

"Come and take a look, everyone."

Lao Wei said this and turned around the computer screen he was looking at.

(End of this chapter)