Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 85 63. No need to think that way

"I have brought him here."

"Sorry to trouble you Jack, I have to let you go to San Domingo alone."

"It's okay, Oliver. It's not like you haven't told me about what happened to you before. If the Six Street Gang doesn't let you go back, then they won't let you go back. When the time comes, they will beg us to come over."

Jack brought David Martinez, who was walking beside him as cute as a little chicken, to Oliver and Carl.

David Martinez nervously observed the surroundings, and then he found that the place he was taken to was actually a restaurant, a luxurious restaurant that he had never dared to enter and only dared to take a few glances from the outside, where the price of each dish would not be less than one hundred Euros.

"Please sit wherever you want. This is our first time here too. Don't be too nervous. Today we are taking this opportunity to treat you to a luxurious restaurant. Don't worry, just order whatever you want. I'll pay for it."

Carl smiled and asked David Martinez to take a seat. They were sitting next to the floor-to-ceiling window of the luxurious restaurant. After David sat down near the window, Jack sat directly next to him, blocking all his positions to escape together with the window.

"Don't look so sad. Come on, have a drink."

Noticing David's nervous look, Oliver smiled and, like the Big Bad Wolf who tricked Little Red Riding Hood, handed him the drink from the luxurious restaurant.

"Apple juice. It's made of real apples. Try it."

David Martinez, who was persuaded by Oliver, looked at Jack on the left, looked out the window on the right, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he reached out to hold the apple juice, and then put it to his mouth, without even thinking of smelling the aroma of the fruit, he gulped down half of it as if he accepted his fate.

"Drinking."

Amid Carl's strange smile and praise, David, who had only drunk the apple juice, swallowed the juice with determination. Only then did he realize that he could feel the sweet and slightly sour taste of real fruit in his mouth and at the root of his tongue.

"It's really the real thing!"

David's eyes seemed to light up, and then, perhaps he had no choice but to give up, so he picked up the remaining half of the apple juice, gulped it down again, and drank it all. This time, because he drank too quickly, the apple juice entered his trachea, causing him to choke twice.

"Look at you, you're in a hurry."

Jack kindly patted David on the back twice, which made David's coughing more comfortable. After David's breathing calmed down, he looked at the two people in front of him who were smiling like smiling tigers, and then looked at Jack beside him.

He had no regrets after drinking real apple juice.

"Tell me, what is it that you want to talk to me about?"

David was prepared to be taken advantage of.

Oliver was a little surprised to see David like this, so he looked at Jack: "Jack, didn't you tell him anything?"

"I told him, but he didn't believe me."

"How can I believe it? He followed me all of a sudden and brought me to a fancy restaurant. Then he told me that he wanted to sell Black Mewtwo with me. No one would believe it!"

David was a little crazy. Even the torture of beheading shouldn't be so unbearable. He just had to tell him what he was supposed to do. He was prepared if he was found out. Whether they were going to use him to carry out a terrorist attack in Arasaka Academy or make him a scapegoat, he could tell them. As long as it didn't involve his mother, he was prepared.

"Don't be too loud."

Noticing the gazes of other customers in the store, Carl clicked the sound-blocking button on the table, and a transparent glass cover rose, isolating their seats.

“Fine dining is just fine.”

After muttering something, Carl checked and made sure that there was no recording equipment in the shielded space. He then pulled down the curtain on the floor-to-ceiling window and asked Oliver, who was sitting next to him, to cover his right side. Then the prosthesis on his face began to change his appearance.

After a slight neuralgia, Carl transformed into a face David recognized.

"You!" David Martinez opened his mouth wide, looking at this person whom he had only met once in disbelief. He was very familiar with this face. He heard during school today that a professional Black Mewtwo dealer had come to the academy to steal his business, so he also went to look at the information of the trainee posted on the academy's official website. The face in that information was exactly the same as the face that appeared in front of him now.

"Do you believe it now?"

Carl quickly returned to his original appearance and then frowned.

Every time it changes, he feels a pain in his nerves, which is a bit annoying. Now that this mission is over, he has to take off the prosthesis as soon as possible. If it gets too tightly connected to his nerve endings, it will be fatal.

"It still feels a little weird, like a dream."

David, who had never seen a prosthetic body that could change one's appearance, said this in a daze.

"Then you'll see it now."

As Karl said this, he thought of a way to make their conversation go on happily and easily without letting the young man in front of him think too much.

"In order to show our cooperation, you can use this little money as the fund to buy Mewtwo. Don't worry, as long as you don't think of embezzling it, the money will be yours in the end."

The data stream was transmitted in Carl's mind, and through Carl's sight, the target was found.

'It's only because my hack is so powerful, otherwise I would have to wear glasses or get a pair of artificial eyes to lock my personal terminal.'

"Start-up capital, I don't want to embezzle this money, it's all mine, what do you mean?"

'drop. ’

Amid the subtle sounds in his head, David, who was originally a little dazed, suddenly saw that his pitiful account with only 17.5 euros suddenly received a sum of money that he had never seen before, let alone dared to think about.

"One hundred thousand euros!?!"

This time, David Martinez was completely shocked.

For the first time in his 17 years of life, he felt the feeling of being overwhelmed by money.

This feeling was so wonderful and dreamy that David felt a little dazed for the next half hour, as if he was dreaming, a dream in which he tried hard to stay dazed for fear of waking up.

Could you help me with something?

Yes, absolutely.

Can you help me sell Black Chaomeng?

I'd be happy to help.

Can I eat well?
able.
After answering what Oliver said, David finally realized that he was now using the knife and fork to cut the air into his mouth, while the food had been unconsciously squeezed to the edge of the plate.

After coming back to his senses and adjusting his eating posture, David no longer had time to care about the taste of the delicious food on the plate that he had never tasted before. He now had only one thought in his mind.

Mom, no longer has to worry about rent or the cost of the washing machine.
I don't have to work so hard anymore.

For the money that would make his mother's life easier, David was willing to step into this dangerous hell.

Carl just sighed as David's expression showed that his thoughts had not changed much.

"It's really just about selling the movie. You don't have to think about committing suicide."

　ps. Uh-huh~ It's done. I still have some things to do tomorrow, but there will definitely be a burst of updates, but it may be completed in a few days. Oh, just to ask, how much is the burst of updates usually?
　　
　
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