Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 68 46. Cyborg
Holding the crispy bread with wheat aroma in his left hand and drinking the thick milky soup, Carl picked up the cut potato omelette with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He swore that this was the most satisfying meal he had had since he came to 2075.

Real ingredients taste different.

After spending ten minutes finishing the two potato omelettes and a bowl of cream of mushroom soup with bread that he ordered, Carl asked the owner to pack up three more cream of mushroom soups and six potato omelettes. After tasting them, Carl was sure that the two dishes were delicious and he had to pack them up and take them back for Jack and the others to try.

1160 Euros, this is the price of Carl's lunch plus takeaway. The money for the takeaway box was waived because Carl bought so much at one time.

After paying, Carl picked up the pile of food with one hand, which was packed tightly by the waiter so that it would not spill.

In Night City, you still have to be vigilant and keep one hand free at all times.

Karl walked to the door with the food, and someone happened to come in from outside.

He was a male office dog wearing an Arasaka uniform.

Their eyes met. Carl didn't recognize this guy, but this guy recognized Carl after a moment of hesitation.

Afterwards, Carl clearly saw the extremely emotional fear in his eyes.

Ah, these days one can even read emotions from prosthetic eyes.

"You go in first."

When a dog is walking in the opposite direction from him, Carl will always choose to make way for the dog. The reason is simple: who would bother to argue with a dog about who is ahead?

"Yes, thank you for your help!"

The Arasaka company dog, whose body had begun to tremble, was obviously relieved after hearing Carl's words. He forced a smile and nodded to Carl in a friendly manner, like a dog licking the face to please his master. Then he walked carefully past Carl and entered the store.

This company dog ​​who worked as a security guard in Arasaka secretly felt lucky even as he complained.

'How could I run into this killer here? Fortunately he has a good temper.'

Carl did not recognize this Arasaka company dog, but he remembered Carl. He was among the people protecting Arasaka Haruko, and he saw with his own eyes the abilities he displayed in that mission. This kind of person is not someone he can afford to mess with.

One step, two steps. Just when the Arasaka staff member was feeling an inexplicable sense of relief, as if he had escaped from the hands of a cyber-psychopath, Carl's voice coming from behind him made his body stiffen again.

"Wait a minute, I think I remembered you."

Karl didn’t recognize him by face, but looking at the figure from behind, he felt a little familiar: “Are you the security guard from before?”

"Yes, it's me."

Turning around quickly, the Arasaka staff member with oriental appearance subconsciously wanted to bow, but was stopped by Carl who casually raised his hand.

"I'm not your boss, there's no need to be so polite."

Carl smiled at him and said, "Although I was very upset when you watched us fight to the death during the first attack, and later we couldn't even protect our target, which almost wiped us out, but since you later helped Jack and the others fight hard, I will ignore this upset."

Carl gently patted the Arasaka staff's shoulder who dared not move: "Don't worry, I'm not the stereotyped Chinese who would kill an entire family just because I'm unhappy. I'm just unhappy, but it won't affect the entire family."

Carl said, and slapped him again, but this time it was a bit harder, almost making the Arasaka staff member stagger and kneel on the ground with weak legs. "If you make me unhappy again, you will be the only one who dies in your family."

Carl is a very particular person. He will only target whoever makes him unhappy, and will give him the first chance, but it will never happen again.

Someone will really die next time, so be careful.

Listening to Carl's words, feeling Carl's hand patting his shoulders, which could break his neck along the shoulder blade at any time, so many Arasaka personnel nodded frantically, afraid that Carl could not feel his "sincerity".

"Duties are something that still need to be fulfilled well."

If Carl was just watching the show, he could actually accept it. They, the mercenaries, had already prepared to be used as cannon fodder, and it wouldn't be a problem if they were paid enough. However, it was another matter if the security personnel didn't even fulfill their duties and caused the target to be injured, implicating them.

There is a difference between expecting something and being held back by incompetence, and so is the level of anger about it.

After reminding the Arasaka staff, Carl noticed the gazes of other people in the store. Although Carl and the Arasaka staff were not loud, it seemed that everyone has the habit of eating melons. A man dressed as a mercenary almost made the Arasaka employee bow or even kneel. No matter where it is, it is a melon worth eating.

Carl, who didn't intend to be the target of others' gossip, didn't say anything to the Arasaka staff. He withdrew his hand, glanced around the restaurant, and then, with a cold sweat on his back, he walked out of the store under the gaze of the Arasaka staff who had survived the disaster.

'strangeness. ’

When Carl walked out of the store, he was not thinking about the Arasaka staff, but the scene he saw when he glanced at the restaurant before leaving.

As a mercenary, it is natural to pay attention to the situation around him at all times. Carl was sure that when he left his seat and walked to the counter to pay, the pink-haired woman who came after him was still eating. And when he finished talking with the Arasaka security personnel and glanced at the onlookers, the woman was no longer in the store.

Does this store have a back door? But I didn't see her come to check out.
Escape from the bill?

Taking advantage of the chaos and eating melons to escape the bill, it's worthy of America. Oh, Night City doesn't belong to America now, so it's worthy of being Night City.

An experienced bill evader may not even eat the melon.

Carl remembered that he had seen a news report before, in which a fugitive went to watch the fun because he could not control his desire to watch the fun. As a result, he was caught by the police surveillance camera.

"drop"

A message from Blanca came through Carl's communication.

Intelligence coming?

Carl thought that Blanca had obtained the information about the group of ACPA pilots entering Night City, so he opened it with some anticipation, only to find that it was a new message sent by Blanca, which was a new commission.

It’s interesting to issue the next commission before the previous one is completed.

After a quick look, Carl saw a word in the task that he had never heard of before.

'Cyborg'.

(End of this chapter)