Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 13: Sian Westin, start! !
Lu Mingfei remained silent about Lu Mingze's threats.

Although he could guess whether Lu Mingze's words were correct or not, it did not mean that he was a worm in Lu Mingze's stomach.

Seeing the little guy's calm demeanor, Lu Mingfei could only sternly say, "Then we'll see."

He touched his waist.

There were the guns that he had taken from the scavenger.

Be prepared, safety first.

Scattered gray haze lingered in the sky, and the heavy machinery in the factory occasionally made jerky clicking sounds when in operation. A large number of water pipes and exhaust ducts crisscrossed the area. This place didn't look like Night City, but more like a good neighbor of Piltover.

Thick steam mixed with white and green, people in worn jeans hurried past under the iron-gray dome with numb eyes.

As for the bet between him and Lu Mingze
Sure enough, less than ten minutes after Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze arrived at the North City Industrial Zone, they saw scattered gang members.

"Um?."

The gang member turned his head towards Lu Mingfei, and the gun in his hand reflected the light towards Lu Mingfei's feet.

Black jacket, Mohawk hairstyle, crazy camouflage tattoos, and excessive prosthetic modifications, especially the face, which is almost covered with mechanical crawling patterns, turning it into an image similar to that of a science fiction horror movie.

That's a typical vortex gang.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the other person out of the corner of his eye. The name was not displayed on the game panel. So it means "non-plot NPC", right?

However, the game panel was just a joke from the little devil after all, so Lu Mingfei still silently recited the other party's information in his mind.

The Vortex Gang, a violent gang that spans the industrial area of ​​Night City.

Members are keen on illegal reform, and many members are suspected of cyber mental illness.

Characterized by a terrifying obsession with internet technology and cyber transformation.

The Uzumaki Gang's desire to improve their "fragile flesh," their obsession with the unknown, and their pursuit of supernatural sensations are quite strong, even though many believe that excessive cyber-modification implants can cause cyber-psychosis and other mental disorders.

The Vortex Gang is not worried. They like to walk on the edge of madness. Not only are they over-transformed, but they also like everyone to take drugs before the war - their own combat stimulants.

In comparison, if the Kidney-Strippers are called scum who have lost all humanity, then the Whirlpool Gang are simply lunatics.

[Once you come to the North District, you have to stay in the North District for the rest of your life] - The second interpretation of this sentence is that if you live in this area, you may be killed by stray bullets from the Vortex Gang at any time, and your life will be like this.

So Lu Mingfei pretended that he didn't see the Whirlpool Gang, but his spirit was already stretched to the limit.

And what about the Whirlpool Gang?
After staring at Lu Mingfei for a while, he slowly shifted his attention and looked away, his neck tilted upwards, his spine twisted to a terrifying degree.

In the part of his body that used to be his eyeball, visual signals kept flickering and jumping, like double pupils. He looked dazed and resembled an old man over 80 years old in a nursing home.

Maybe he had completed some exciting online implantation, or watched a Mewtwo show - Lu Mingfei slandered in his heart.

But this is a good thing, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to deal with a madman.

He tried his best to avoid places where the Vortex Gang was along the way. This was not difficult. He just had to let the electronic ghost Lu Mingze give him some navigation prompts. The little devil was surprisingly willing to do this.

In this way, Lu Mingfei successfully arrived at the coordinate point given by his parents.

It was a factory building that blended perfectly into the environment, with tattered iron sheets, rusty chains, and factory pipes humming exhaust upwards. It was hard to imagine that there was any property of Arasaka Corporation in this place.

This is what it means to be a great hermit in the city!

This kind of tonality of brushing out legendary weapons in the horns and gada is quite "gamey".

Lu Mingfei thought about all sorts of things, and then began to circle around the factory, looking for a window to sneak in.

But he found it soon. In the alley to the left of the main entrance of the factory, the pile of empty cargo boxes had many cracks on them, but they were still sturdy.

"Hey."

That weak little otaku was probably dead. In just a week, Lu Mingfei had transformed from that shabby-looking guy into a fairly nimble thief. He gripped the edge of the crate with his fingers, and the instant he exerted force, his forearm muscles tensed. He scrambled upward like a nimble monkey, reaching the factory's open window in a few steps.

He scanned the inside stealthily, but found it was pitch black, so he had to grit his teeth and climb in through the window, then began to search for the electrical wires along the wall.

About thirty seconds later—

【Click】

The entire factory was lit up, revealing its internal structure.

A large number of red containers were piled together, and some forklifts and containers were scattered underneath.

The factory had obviously not been used for some time, and there was dust and cobwebs everywhere. Lu Mingfei tried to recall, and the diary seemed to mention that after he entered high school, he had heavy study tasks at Arasaka Academy, so he rarely tested the prosthetic body given by his parents.

The predecessor was quite averse to prosthetics, so these were given to Lu Mingfei.

No need to feel guilty!

I picked it up!
He quickly scanned the entire factory and found his target with the same efficiency as he had counted Victor's goods.

In the entire factory, only that large suitcase was so unique.

It is all black, with a simple clover pattern engraved on one side.

Arasaka Corporation

The moment he saw the name, Lu Mingfei felt as if his heart was being squeezed tightly, and anger and hatred surged repeatedly in his chest. But after taking several deep breaths, he still took the suitcase.

He wanted to take a look at the contents directly, but he found that the box seemed to be locked.

The password is the same as before, your birthday.

same as before.

Lu Mingfei unlocked the suitcase's electronic lock screen and entered 0214.
click -

【Your password is incorrect. If you enter the wrong password again, the product will be locked.】

Not open?!
Lu Mingfei subconsciously widened his eyes.

(What's going on? Wait, could it be...?)

(.There are no other dates to try, then)

Lu Mingfei, half-believing and half-doubting, dialed the last digit of the password slightly back.
【0215】

pat.

The box is opened.

The password is correct!

0215, a fake time deliberately created on the pocket watch————In other words, the parents tacitly acknowledged that Lu Mingfei had received the pocket watch, and only then did they come to take away the prosthesis?
"Why do you have to emphasize this wrong date so many times?"

Lu Mingfei was puzzled, but he still opened the Arasaka suitcase as soon as possible.

As the cold air from the storage spread outward, Lu Mingfei's skin began to break out in goose bumps. But to be honest, he wasn't sure whether the goose bumps were from the temperature or from the device in front of him.

It was a silver-white alloy that was almost biological.

A slot connected to the back of the brain and a shovel-shaped port that is much larger than that of ordinary [Operating System] prostheses, the overall color is bright silver.

Lu Mingze installed the [Game Perspective], which displayed the name of the prosthetic.
【Sian Westin】

　[Currently available information]: In this book, there seems to be dragon blood in Night City, which involves the fusion of world views desuwa
　　
　
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