Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 192 51. Team
"Carl, are you interested in chatting?"

Carl had just transported the exoskeleton to the warehouse he had contracted in Watson District when he received a call from Rogge.

"Roger?"

Karl asked with some doubt: "Is there any work, small work, big work?"

"No, I'm not ready to do your job."

Roger said, "I mean, you're rich."

"Get rich?"

Carl understood something instantly and looked back at the warehouse that he had rented for 500 Euros a month.

"You are indeed a top middleman. I had just put it away when you called me."

"In Night City, few things can be hidden from me."

Without any embarrassment, Roger admitted it directly and said, "This thing is probably difficult for you to deal with. Give me a price and I'm willing to take it over."

"Are you sure we have no interest in using it ourselves?"

"A military-grade gadget that rumbles and makes its way out, and almost half of Night City will know about it. Do you want to use it?"

There was a hint of smile in Rogge's voice: "Stop pretending, KK. I have seen countless young mercenaries like you. If you want to raise the price, no problem. I will offer 160,000 Euros."

The official price for a machine is 180,000 Euros, but Rogge is willing to pay 160,000 Euros. To be honest, this price is already very generous.

Second-hand goods are always difficult to deal with, even if they are brand new. Second-hand dealers usually try to bargain for half the price when they meet. The price Rogge gave is almost comparable to the price of a new item.

It has to be said that Rogge showed enough sincerity, so much so that Oliver and Jack, who were standing next to him and listening to Carl's text on the channel, had their eyes lit up.

"Wait a moment, I'll ask my companions for their opinions."

Karl said this, but deep down, he already wanted to discuss the deal.

This price is really very respectable, and honestly, it is hard to refuse.

"Forty thousand euros per person, this deal is OK."

This was T-BUG's opinion, and Jack and Oliver didn't respond, just nodded.

This price has exceeded expectations. Even if they were thinking of selling it second-hand, their inner price would be around 80,000 or 90,000 yuan, and at most 100,000 yuan. To be honest, they had never thought about a price like 160,000 yuan.

"It seems we can't keep it for ourselves."

After getting his companion's consent, Carl replied to Rogge: "Send someone to get it later. Do you need the password for the warehouse?"

"Your warehouse, including the other warehouses around it, are all under my control."

No wonder.

He has great connections.

"drop."

The 160,000 euros arrived, and Rogge gave it quite decisively. Carl had to admire his efficiency.

It must be said that he had to be the most powerful middleman in Night City to give the 160,000 euros.

After dividing the money with his companions, he hung up the brief communication with Rogge.

Finally, Carl came back to his senses and took a look at the exoskeleton in the warehouse that no longer belonged to them. He shook his head and said, "Sell this hot but delicious potato."

For mercenaries like them, exoskeletons are not really suitable in the city, so this is the best solution.

"When we have people in the Badlands, we can try to put the new stuff there." Oliver also has some nostalgia for the exoskeleton. After all, this kind of thing does look cool. "In the city, there is no way to use this thing. Once you use it, everyone will know it."

"Forget it, the matter is resolved anyway."

Jack looked at the sky and said, "It's almost midnight, how about going back to rest?"

Hearing the topic of going back, Carl remembered something and called out to his teammates: "T-BUG."

"what's up?"

"Come get together. Didn't we agree that we should meet in real life? I'll let you take the dog home to get it fixed up. How about going to Oliver's place? You know the address, right?"

"today?"

T-BUG hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll come over now. Can you guys be there in half an hour?"

"It will take about fifty minutes."

Oliver was still looking forward to the arrival of his companions, but he had his own considerations about time: "We will buy more food on the way to avoid spending more money on takeout. Can you drink?"

"Not much, but a little is fine."

"Okay, I'll buy as much as you can. If you get drunk, go upstairs to Carl's room and sleep. The three of us men will sleep in my room, so you don't have to go back home when you get drunk."

"Ok?"

Hearing Oliver's words, T-BUG's voice became more strange: "Why are you talking about gentleman, Oliver? This is not like your personality."

"We are friends after all. I am not a fool. I will still pay attention to what I should pay attention to."

"That's the truth."

Carl nodded beside him: "Don't worry, T-BUG, I still have a cleaning robot to clean my room, it's 100 Euros a month, you can sleep well then, if you can't sleep, you can watch Mewtwo, the 'Counting Sheep While Sleeping' Mewtwo I put on the second row of the shelf is quite hypnotic, you can use that to fall asleep peacefully then."

"Okay, since you guys said so, then I'll see you at Oliver's door in fifty minutes. Remember to give me the ball first then."

"Not Bella?!"

"Obviously it's Sir Wangwang!"

I took it.

Watching the people who once again broke out into an argument in the voice channel because of the dog's name, Carl felt that the gentlemanly demeanor Oliver had shown just a moment ago had been eaten up by the dog.

We've been arguing about this for a few days, and there's still no decision?

Anyway, to use the mechanical dog, you just need to connect it. The name is not important. If it doesn’t work, just use Ball, Bella, Wangwang, or Sir. It has all the names you want, and it guarantees that all three of you will be satisfied.

It must be Fujiwara Yoshinaga's fault. Why didn't he buy three bionic robot dogs? If he had three, wouldn't there be no quarrel?
That guy was so relaxed that he didn't even think about the unity of other teams.

Listening to the buzzing sound in the communication, Carl, who was sitting in the back row, sighed again and again.

The issue of team unity is so important that everyone is willing to risk their lives to protect others, but they can quarrel for a long time over a dog's name.

There are only four people in this team, and they can be so noisy. I don't know how people like Mann manage their team.

I still have to learn more.

Thinking about the members, Carl looked at V's number which was dim in the communication, indicating that it was out of signal or not online. After thinking for a while, he sent him a message.

'How is your family life going now? If it's not going well, I welcome you to come to Night City. As a friend, I am willing to welcome you.'

(End of this chapter)