Endless Battlefield: Starting from Night City to Create a Vest

After a brief interrogation.

Wu Guang learned about the arrangements of the Whirlpool Gang and the location of the rescued people.

After that it was simple.

Wu Guang just pushed forward without any plan at all.

In just a moment, all the people near the port and the members of the Whirlpool Gang who were rushing over were killed.

Mission ended

The middleman sent a car to pick up the rescuers.

Wu Guang sat in the car and divided the reward equally.

Qiwei took a long puff of cigarette.

"Wu Guang, you are too reckless. You don't have any plan at all. What if..." Qi Wei wanted to say something else.

Wu Guang smiled and shook his head, saying, "I know, this is just an attempt on my part. After all, my prosthetics have been updated, and I want to test my flexibility and reaction speed. As it turns out, there is no problem with my flexibility, and my reaction speed is also fine without activating Krenzikov."

Qi Wei thought about it and didn't say anything more.

After all, I have a new set of prosthetics, so I have to test it.

"What about the old rules?" Falco didn't care that much, the mission was completed smoothly and his responsibility was fulfilled.

Wu Guang shook his head and said, "Forget about it today. I have something else to do tonight. You guys go celebrate first."

"Okay, I'll park you in front of the prosthetics store? Or?"

"Leave it at the station so you don't have to go back and forth."

"it is good"

Half an hour later, Wu Guang returned to the prosthetics store.

Yi and Lao Wei are still busy.

Wu Guang silently returned to his office and lay quietly on the reinforced hacker chair.

Start with simple meditation.

A quarter of an hour later, Wu Guang slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at his hands, Wu Guang remained silent.

trembling.

"I never thought...I worked hard to transform my synapses, and although my body adapted, my mind couldn't handle it."

Wu Guang looked lonely.

As for the nausea, dizziness, and vomiting that are common in cyberpsychosis, Wu Guang did not experience them, but his arms were still shaking.

This is a sign that the prosthesis is out of control.

It has nothing to do with synapses anymore.

It's a psychological problem.

Wu Guang had anticipated this, and it was not difficult to understand.

Before a person's killing reaches a certain threshold, it will not be apparent, but beyond this threshold, the person will begin to resist and develop physical disgust.

And Wu Guang is just an ordinary person.

Even though he has lived in Night City for more than a decade and no longer attaches too much importance to life, he is still a normal, ordinary person.

He is not a murderer who is without guilt or mercy.

It might be better if he was carrying hatred, justice, mission, or something else, but what is Wu Guang carrying?

Speak from the heart.

That means nothing.

He has neither a sense of mission nor hatred, let alone justice.

This is also the problem that Wu Guang realized today.

Today, his motivation comes from the mission in his mind.

But these tasks do not require killing gang members, which has led to Wu Guang’s current situation.

"Is this a sudden outbreak of my Madonna syndrome?" Wu Guang smiled bitterly.

Just at this time, Yi walked in, saw Wu Guang like this, and sat down beside him very skillfully.

"Why are you looking so gloomy? Did you fail the mission?"

"No." Wu Guang shook his head and looked at Yi. Wu Guang's eyes were a little absent-minded. He asked, "What is killing a person?"

"A murderer."

"What about the ten people?"

"Murderer"

"A hundred people?"

"?" Yi looked at Wu Guang straight in the eye and asked in confusion, "Why are you asking this?"

"you answer me first."

"Hundreds of people, cyber psychopaths"

"Thousands"

"Then he must be a soldier."

"Ten thousand people."

"General."

"One hundred thousand people."

"..." Yi frowned: "What do you want to ask? What's the point of asking these questions?"

"I once heard a saying: To kill one person is a sin, to kill ten thousand people is to be a hero, to kill a million people is to be a king."

"Chinese classical literature? According to this theory, wouldn't those executioners who behead people be heroes?" Yi rolled her eyes.

"That's what Que said." Wu Guang nodded with a smile.

Yi held Wu Guang's hand: "You... don't want to kill anyone anymore, right?"

“……”Wu Guang was silent.

He really wanted to nod, but he felt that it would be extremely pretentious if he did. It was a very strange feeling.

Yi has been with Wu Guang for so many years, how could she not know what Wu Guang meant.

She smiled.

"Killing is wrong in itself. The fact that you have this thought means that you are still normal. When you can't even feel the slightest bit of emotion when killing someone, then you are not far from being a cyber psychopath."

"you're right."

Wu Guang's minor psychological problems also disappeared quietly.

Time slips away quietly.

A year passed.

During this period, Mann had family ties, and he became more cautious in his work. He no longer accepted some dangerous missions, which led to the gradual decline in the reputation of Mann's team.

But it's still a good team.

But Wu Guang became famous during this year.

The reason is very simple. This prosthetic body and his almost zero failure rate in completing tasks made the people in the middle very optimistic about him.

Some orders even specifically asked Wu Guang to complete them.

The price is even more terrifying.

Of course once a person becomes famous.

Unexpected things will happen.

"You mean the model of the gun has been determined?" Goro Takemura asked incredulously.

A full year has passed, and he has established a firm foothold in Night City.

The reason why he stayed in Night City was very simple, because Arasaka Yorinobu himself had been in Night City for the whole year.

But he couldn't find a good opportunity to get close and assassinate.

The reason why he wanted to find that gun was naturally to find someone who could kill Adam Hammer single-handedly to help. After all, in terms of single combat, Goro Takemura thought that he was not capable of fighting Adam Hammer 1v1.

"Okay! I'll go right away."

At this moment, Wakako was also frowning as she looked at the information provided by her subordinates, somewhat incredulous.

After all, it had been a year, and it was only reported to her now, although Arasaka and other companies were still tracking down this unknown legend.

This information can still be sold for a high price.

Just this person..

Wu Guang.

Comrade's Hammer gun is specially made, and the whole frame is larger, including the handle, so it took a year.

Now, because Wu Guang has become famous and has a lot of fans, some people are curious about what kind of gun Wu Guang used, and this information was gradually revealed.

"This kid... I didn't expect he had such strength a year ago... That's incredible." Wakako's eyes flickered.

Help Wu Guang keep the secret?

There are no secrets for middlemen. As long as enough money is given, any secret can be sold.

PS: I have been hospitalized for a few days. Everyone must take care of their health. People call COVID-90 a big cold, but it actually deducts the upper limit of blood pressure. I used to be sub-healthy, 90/60, but now it is 30/.

Also, after the fever drops, the condition does not get better. The physical condition remains weak, and the condition may relapse if you take a shower or are blown by the wind.

What about me?

PS2: By the way, there are only tens of thousands of words left to the end. In fact, I am also struggling whether I should continue to persevere. After all, with a score of 7.2, and without any measurement, this book is already incomplete. e=(′o｀*))) It’s so sad.

The combination of illness and poor grades really had a huge impact on my motivation to code.