Please call me Cyber ​​Demon King

Ke Ling spoke, which made V look at him involuntarily.

"Damn, you're really good with words."

V sighed, realizing she had previously thought these muscular guys who arbitrarily modified their bodies were just idiots whose brains were blocked by muscles.

"Then why don't you stay in your city?"

Pepi suddenly spoke, his words hitting home. He remembered Ke Ling saying that he had only been in Night City for a short time.

V's expression also became curious. Hearing Ke Ling's emotional words just now, there must be a story behind it. What made him leave his hometown?

"I can never go back to that city."

To be honest, Ke Ling was genuinely hurt, but only for a moment, because he didn't have many things to care about; he was truly a lone star destined for misfortune.

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Chapter 18 Joining the gang

The atmosphere was somewhat silent. Neither V nor Pepi continued the conversation. They could tell that Ke Ling's story was quite complicated.

Night City is never short of people with stories, but since Ke Ling didn't bring it up, they naturally wouldn't pry.

On the street, people don't care about your past; as long as you're tough enough, you'll earn their respect.

"Damn it! I'm not talking to you guys anymore, I need to go find that bastard and get some answers!"

V put down her glass, increasingly angry. Now all she wanted was to find that bastard who told her there were plenty of opportunities in Atlanta and invited her to go, and get to the bottom of it.

"Go ahead, the drinks are on me today."

Peppy chuckled and urged him on; he didn't actually want V to leave Night City either.

First, being unfamiliar with the place outside might not make him as successful as he would in Night City. Second, with V gone, he lost a close friend in Night City.

"Thanks, Peppy."

V didn't stand on ceremony with Peppy either; their relationship wasn't affected by the cost of a drink.

"See you next time, my friend with horns on his head."

Before leaving, V didn't forget to say goodbye to Ke Ling. She was very grateful for the kind reminder, because Ke Ling didn't have to do it.

"See you."

Ke Ling replied without correcting V's pronunciation.

V, with her bright red hair, left in a hurry, just like when she arrived. This girl is certainly impatient.

"You really enjoy treating people to drinks?"

After V left, Ke Ling jokingly said to Pei Pi, "Why does this guy always say 'this drink is on me' to everyone?"

"Wrong, I only hire capable people, that's called investment."

Peppy chuckled and shook his finger. If he invited everyone, wouldn't he go bankrupt? Wild Wolf Bar isn't his business.

"Then you have good taste."

Ke Ling was being sincere. It wasn't because Pepi had just offered him a drink, but because Pepi had managed to pick V, the street kid, as the SSR.

"To survive in Heywood, you have to have some skill. Who says being good at making friends isn't a skill?"

Peppy was somewhat smug; he was eloquent and knew how to treat people to drinks—that was his secret to making friends.

Ke Ling shook her head and chuckled. Actually, Pei Pi was right. Being good at making friends is certainly a special skill.

After all, having more friends means having more options; if you can't solve a problem yourself, you can ask your friends for help.

Otherwise, why would he have been so nosy and advised V not to go to Atlanta? Of course, he wanted V to stay and team up with him.

Ke Ling has decided to become a cyber vagrant in Night City, but as a complete newbie, he definitely needs to find some reliable companions.

Jack Wells is one, and Street V is another. Most importantly, there's no need to worry about these two companions not getting along.

These two Haywood guys got along very well. With these two street-smart guys leading the way, even the newest newcomers didn't need to worry.

Moreover, once they become friends, Jack Wells and V are both absolutely reliable, with a strong sense of loyalty and righteousness, making them very suitable teammate choices.

After chatting with Pepi for a couple more minutes, Ke Ling returned to his seat in the corner, where he took a short nap to recover his energy.

After becoming a ghost, Ke Ling found that her need for sleep had greatly decreased, and she hardly needed to sleep at all, because her body never felt tired.

As long as he eats on time, he will not feel tired no matter how much he does.

However, you still need to rest when you need to, because mental fatigue is inevitable. Even if you could never sleep, you still need to let your brain go blank occasionally.

After resting, Ke Ling volunteered to help out at the store. Mrs. Wells and Jack Wells had helped him, so of course he wanted to do what he could to help.

Anyway, he had nowhere to go during the day, so he could only stay in the shop and help out with some work as a way to exercise.

And so, it wasn't until five or six in the afternoon that Ke Ling finally met "Young Master" Jack Wells again at the Wild Wolf Bar.

It was clear that Jack Wells was now sober, and he looked much more composed than when he was drunk.

"Hi, Ke Ling, what's up? Did Mrs. Wells hire you as a waitress?"

When Jack Wells came in, Ke Ling was helping out. By this time, the Wolf Bar was starting to get busier.

No, I'm waiting for you.

Ke Ling handed the cups in her hand to Peppy, then looked at Jack Wells.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Jack Wells was taken aback; he hadn't expected Ke Ling to be waiting for him here.

"Come this way."

Ke Ling tilted his head, gesturing for Jack Wells to follow him to the corner.

""

Jack Wells didn't ask any more questions and simply followed Ke Ling, knowing that Ke Ling would tell him herself.

"I heard from Peppy that you're working independently now?"

After sitting down in the corner, Ke Ling didn't hold back and went straight to the point.

"Yes, what?"

Jack Wells nodded; he had a general idea of ​​what Ke Ling meant.

"Take me with you. I just arrived in Night City and I don't know anyone here. I can't do anything."

Ke Ling stated her thoughts directly: there's no need to be so cunning when talking to someone like Jack Wells.

If you are sincere to him, he will be sincere to you and will never scheme against you. That's Jack Wells.

"It's tough to make a living on your own; if something happens, there's no one to help you."

Jack Wells nodded. Although he worked alone, he actually had quite a few friends.

If anything were to happen, such as someone coming to the Wild Wolf Bar to cause him trouble, Haywood would have a bunch of people standing up for him.

"Who says otherwise? Look, I've only just arrived in Night City and I've already run into a few bastards."

Following Jack Wells's words, Ke Ling explained why he was covered in blood yesterday.

People don't ask because they're afraid of causing trouble. If you take the initiative to explain, it's the beginning of mutual trust.

"Ha, you know what, outsiders, especially lone ones, are indeed the favorite targets of those guys who prey on people from other places."

Knock them out, stuff them in a sack, dismember them, and sell them. They'd never find them again. Too bad they ran into a tough nut to crack—you.

Jack Wells laughed; it seemed that Ke Ling had received a very warm welcome as soon as she arrived in Night City yesterday.

He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Ke Ling still smelled faintly of blood.

"So, how about it? Interested in taking me, this tough nut to crack, on to make a living?"

Ke Ling was basically relieved. He could tell that Jack Wells wasn't very resistant.

"Dude, you're a pretty good guy. I think we'll get along well."

Sure enough, Jack Wells didn't hesitate much and smiled as he extended his hand to Ke Ling.

“I’m sure of that, man.”

Ke Ling smiled, extended his hand and shook hands with Jack Wells, the two bumping shoulders.

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Chapter 19 Best Partner

Let's exchange contact information first.

After letting go, Jack Wells asked Ke Ling to add him as a friend.

"sorry, I do not have."

Ke Ling felt embarrassed, as if someone was asking her if she had QQ, WeChat, email, or other online contact information, but she didn't have any of them.

It's not that you can't live without them, but if you don't have any of them, it feels like you're out of touch with the times.

"Forehead"

Jack Wells paused for a moment, but he quickly realized that Ke Ling was probably the old-fashioned type.

People who value physical cultivation are indeed more likely to not undergo electronic modifications.

"That phone number?"

Jack Wells put it another way: when you're out and about, even if you don't have a brain-computer interface, you still need a cell phone, right?

""

Ke Ling remained silent, which made things even more awkward.

Not only does Ke Ling lack QQ, WeChat, and email, she doesn't even have a mobile phone.