The Creators: From Night City

Most of the cutting-edge researchers in this world who are not accepted by the world basically share this idea.

The second part is the place needed for purchasing raw materials in bulk.

In this regard, Jiang Bing plans to set up a shop that belongs entirely to him in a suitable location in Novigrad, which will be used as a raw material purchasing station and storage warehouse, and can also be used as a place to stay on weekdays.

After all, it’s not a good idea to stay in a hotel all the time.

Dandelion can also help with this matter. He is simply a special weapon for the upper class (ladies).

But Jiang Bing, holding the newly acquired book, waited in the hotel lobby from the time the lights came on until dawn, but he never saw Dandelion's exaggerated figure appear at the door.

Could it be that the other party had done something with the bed of some powerful noble lady?

The more Jiang Bing thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high, so he prepared to get up and go around the city by himself.

Just as he turned to go upstairs and prepare to go back to his room to pack his things, a figure with a sword on his back rushed in from the second-floor window and met Jiang Bingzheng face to face.

Both of them were stunned.

The other person had long silver-gray hair, thick black eye makeup around her eyes, wore a white shirt, a leather corset, and carried a sword on her back. Her face was slightly thin but still beautiful, and there was a hint of elf-like slenderness between her eyebrows.

'This is, Ciri?'

The other person's appearance and dress were too vivid, and they matched the image in Jiang Bing's memory in every way.

While Jiang Bing was stunned, the other party seemed to recognize Jiang Bing. A smile suddenly appeared on his originally anxious face, with a hint of relief.

"Sabul?!"

Jiang Bing stared blankly at the other person as he walked up to him and gave him a hug.

Ciri showed a sense of familiarity, as if the two were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

"To be honest, this should be the first time we meet, right?"

Xili didn't get the enthusiastic response she had imagined. When she looked up, she saw Jiang Bing's eyebrows were almost frowning with confusion, and she couldn't help but stiffen.

"No way, don't you know me?"

"Swallow" (Ciri's Elvish name) quickly took two steps back.

"No wonder you suddenly greeted me then. I was completely confused. It turns out we met here, haha."

This carefree 'Daughter of Time and Space', the destined daughter of White Wolf Geralt, grabbed Jiang Bing's arm and dragged him downstairs, then poured herself a large glass of beer.

"How did you get here from that world full of steel? Did the two worlds collide?"

Hearing the other party say this, Jiang Bing's heart was filled with waves.

"Have you been to Night City?"

When Xili heard him say that, she seemed to remember something and was even more delighted.

"For you, I haven't been there yet."

Jiang Bing's pupils suddenly contracted when he thought of the other party's ancient blood. "You came back from the future of Night City?!"

Xili gulped down her beer as if she was extremely thirsty. In response to Jiang Bing's question, she wiped her mouth and gave an answer that she didn't expect to give at all.

"I can't say too much, otherwise I'll get caught up in something."

She frowned her heroic brows and thought hard.

"Oh right, the 'Grandfather Paradox'. Otherwise, you might fall into the 'Grandfather Paradox'."

Hearing this scientific term coming out of the other person's mouth, Jiang Bing became even more confused.

"Isn't that what I told you?"

Chapter 153: Saving the Poet Dandelion

Xili just looked at Jiang Bing's face carefully, smiling so hard that her teeth were almost showing.

If you ignore the long scar under the right corner of her eye, she looks like a little girl.

"You look like this now. You don't look so elegant."

Jiang Bing had countless questions in his mind, but considering the "grandfather paradox" mentioned by the other party, he did not speak.

"Geralt is looking for you, did you know?"

Xili's body suddenly stiffened, but she still answered Jiang Bing's question.

"Know"

"You're not going to meet him?"

"It's not the right time yet, not yet."

Having said that, Ciri subconsciously looked around, as if there were invisible enemies chasing her.

"Oh right, since you're here, things will be easier. I need your support with force. Come with me and rescue them."

Xili's request to Jiang Bing was very natural, so natural that Jiang Bing began to doubt what kind of relationship their future would be like.

"Let me guess, the person who needs rescue is not Dandelion?"

Ciri nodded vigorously, as if you had guessed it correctly, without any of the haste and anxiety she had when she climbed through the window.

It was as if she was certain that the next rescue mission would not be difficult at all with Jiang Bing's participation.

What could Jiang Bing do? Since it had come to this, he could only follow the other party to rescue.

The two of them set off immediately, with Xili leading the way.

"You mean, Dandelion and one of your shapeshifter friends were kidnapped by Hawthorne II, one of the four great underworld bosses of Novigrad."

The underworld of Novigrad is controlled by four gangs, one of which is the Ghost Face Gang led by Hawthorne II. Others include the Dark Alley Gang led by the Beggar King, the Black Gold Gang led by Cleaver, and the Treader Gang led by Gudrun Jonsdottir. Together with the Eternal Flame, they form the Syndicate and secretly control this free city.

"Why did you mess with that Hawthorne II?"

"It's a long story. To put it simply, Dandelion and I did something for him in exchange for his help. But when it went wrong, he captured both Dandelion and Dudu."

"So, how many days have you been here?"

No wonder when Jiang Bing mentioned Geralt to the bard, the other party looked a little unnatural. It turned out that Ciri’s matter was involved.

The troubadour is not as simple as he seems. At least when facing the sudden appearance of Jiang Bing, he did not reveal a single word about Xili's affairs. If the two had not run into each other today, Jiang Bing would probably have been kept in the dark until the person left.

The Ghost Face Gang runs all the underground casinos in Novigrad, as well as an underground arena in the sewers. They make a fortune every day, and Krona earns a lot of money.

As the leader, Hawthorne II naturally would not follow his many younger brothers and occupy the dirty and messy downtown slums.

Cyprian Willy II (Hawthorne II's real name), who apparently had nothing to do with these businesses, actually owned a mansion entirely of his own on the northern Temple Island.

By the time the two men passed through the Tretog Gate and walked along the right edge of the Bishop's Square to the Bridge of St. Gregory, it was already bright and there were more and more people on the road.

Across the bridge is the base of the Eternal Flame, Temple Island.

Along the way, there were obviously many more guards at the Temple of Eternal Fire than in the previous districts.

Fortunately, the "witch hunt" mainly targeted warlocks and wizards. Although it had spread to herbalists, alchemists, non-human races, and even demon hunters, Jiang Bing and Ciri both looked normal humans, so they did not encounter any difficulties or interrogations. They successfully passed through the Holy Fire Cathedral and arrived at the door of a mansion in the west of the island.

At the door were two Ghost Face Gang thugs, responsible for gate security.

They wore metal crow and clown masks on their faces, and their outfits looked a little crazy.

Low-level gangs like to engage in these formalities and increase their deterrent power through a terrifying appearance.

"It's here." Xili stopped and prepared to ask Jiang Bing about the battle plan.

Jiang Bing took out a single-molecule samurai sword from under his cloak and waved it in front of the other party. The meaning was self-evident.

Shiri was obviously familiar with this modern style of knife and was not very surprised.

"Shall we just charge in like this?"

Jiang Bing glanced at the two minions at the door and felt that there was nothing wrong.

"Time is short and the mission is important. Dandelion and your friends might be being tortured right now. We must make this a quick decision."

Ciri pursed her lips and nodded in agreement, but also offered her own suggestion: "Let's quietly deal with the two men at the door first, so as not to alert the temple guards if a fight breaks out."

Jiang Bing had already stood up and walked towards the door, and could only wave his hand to indicate that he heard.

Xili had just escaped from here at night. In order not to alert the guards, she did not show up, but hid behind a tree and watched Jiang Bing's next performance from afar.

"What are you doing~"

The Ghost Face Gang member on the right, wearing a clown mask, waved the short machete in his hand, signaling the newcomers to stop.

The gang member on the left wearing a crow's beak mask yawned and also looked at the newcomer.

Jiang Bing didn't say a word. He rushed forward when he was still about ten steps away from the two men. He flashed to their side like a ghost, grabbed one head with his left and right hands, and pushed hard towards the middle, cracking their skulls with his powerful hands.

The two heads collided, making a crisp sound.

What sounds good is a good start.

With Jiang Bing's strength, the metal masks on the two men's faces were directly sunken into their cheeks, and the two heads were almost embedded together.

Ciri had already caught up.

The heavy wooden door was about four fingers thick, and the metal lock inside was about the thickness of a thumb.

However, these protections seemed useless in front of Jiang Bing's strength. He just leaned his shoulder lightly, and the pin inside flew out directly.

Carrying two corpses, Jiang Bing pushed the door and entered the yard.

"Hey, who the hell are you?"

Hawthorne II seemed to be very careful about his life. Not only were the walls of his courtyard very high, but there were also six or seven people standing guard in the courtyard alone.

Two bodies were thrown at the door. Amid the sound of Xili drawing his sword and the enemy shouting, Jiang Bing turned around and twisted the lock of the door into a knot.

Now the door is really locked, no one can get out.

Jiang Bing drew his monomolecular samurai sword without stopping, and cut the two fastest lucky ones into four pieces with one sword.

This group of thugs didn't even have decent armor. Some of them were simply shirtless. The weapons in their hands were all crudely made. There was no method in the way they wielded their weapons. They were supported entirely by a sense of hostility and ruthlessness.

Jiang Bing was afraid of being embarrassed if he told others about his fight with them.

Several people couldn't even hold out for a single round. Jiang Bing swung his sword and chopped them into pieces, all black and blue.

Chapter 154 Hawthorne II

Xili was not surprised by Jiang Bing's victory. If it were her, it would be no problem for her to chop up such a fellow.

The main door of the main house was directly knocked open by Jiang Bing. The enemies, alerted by the screams, had already rushed to the door. Seeing Jiang Bing breaking in, they rushed forward with swords and knives, ready to carry out a righteous beating.

The people in the room obviously had a higher status in the gang. They were wearing a set of leather protective gear, and some of them were even wearing metal half-body armor.

The owner of the half-body armor was kicked by Jiang Bing and struggled on the ground for a long time before dying, which is enough to prove that the quality of the thing is quite good.

Ciri nimbly dodged an enemy's attack, and with a strong wolf-style swordsmanship, she spun around, wielding the sword in her hand, and beheaded the enemy.

For a woman who hadn't undergone the witcher mutation, this was quite impressive swordsmanship.

Ancient blood would not significantly enhance physical strength, but for an adult woman to cut off a man's thick cervical vertebrae with one sword, the correct sword cutting angle, the best way to exert force and the proficient technique of leveraging inertia were all necessary.

Especially when holding a not-so-sharp weapon in your hand.

Jiang Bing cut open the enemy in front of him along with the leather armor on his body with one sword, and then used a backslash to cut half of the body of another enemy horizontally. Finally, under the gaze of the last enemy who was cowering, he raised his sword and chopped it vertically to end the battle.

"How long has it been since you maintained your sword? It's so blunt it can almost be used as a saw." Jiang Bing couldn't help but ask.

Ciri shook the blood off the sword and said, "I forgot."

"Weapons are a warrior's life."

Xili rolled her eyes at Jiang Bing and said, "Do you think I don't want to sharpen the sword properly and find a master blacksmith to take good care of it? I have to have a chance."

Jiang Bing could only nod.

"Where do you think Dandelion and your friends are being held?"

"Basement." Ciri said without hesitation.

So the two continued to move forward.

As soon as he walked into the corridor, Jiang Bing smelled a familiar stench of corpse.

He was very familiar with this smell. After the scavengers in Night City removed the victims' organs, they would not sew up the victims' incisions like normal surgery. The internal organs and intestines in the abdominal cavity were exposed to the air for a long time. Over time, these perishable internal organs would rot before the flesh and blood, emitting a unique corpse stench.