The Creators: From Night City

At the critical moment, David turned into a phantom, snatched the girl away from the cyber psychopath's hands, and jumped out from the opponent's armpit space at the critical moment.

Although Lucy was held by David and escaped from danger, she was hit by the rapid acceleration and her eyes went black. She almost fainted and lost her ability to move for a while.

Fortunately, Jack and Vincent arrived in time. They kept shooting at the blood-soaked "White Knight", making a popping sound. The annoying bites and stings successfully attracted the opponent's attention to them.

However, no matter how freely the bullets explored the opponent's body, they were unable to break through the opponent's defense. Except for specific electromagnetic weapons, the defense of the super-heavy protective matrix was so strong that other small-caliber weapons could not break through the defense at all.

David looked at the exit where blood was flowing like a river and people were crowded together, then looked at the duo struggling with the cyber psychopaths. He gritted his teeth and handed Lucy in his arms to Old David who had arrived.

"Dr. Victor, please take good care of her."

He threw the pistol with an empty magazine aside, reached into his arms, took out his self-defense knife, and joined the battlefield.

【Cutter (Prototype)】

David has been carrying this plasma saw prototype that he got from Jiang Bing. Even if it is a solid steel plate, it will be as fragile as tofu under the plasma flow on the surface of the superconducting saw teeth.

However, if he wanted to use this thing to cause damage to the mad "White Knight", it meant that he would have to engage in close combat with the opponent.

And engaging in hand-to-hand combat with a former heavy boxer cyberpsycho who is armed to the teeth and covered in top-notch prosthetics is undoubtedly an extremely demanding task for one's psychological endurance.

The blue plasma rose up, and as David activated Sian Westin, he turned into a blue stream of light and streaked towards the other party's neck.

The moment the hot blade approached the enemy, this top boxer, who was equipped with countless high-tech technologies, suddenly turned sideways and dodged the fatal attack at the cost of a deep scar on his chest.

This dodge was not a whim or a flash of inspiration, but the opponent's top behavioral system detected the fatal blow and actively initiated an emergency dodge.

It's all technology, without any spirituality.

The reason why David's plasma dagger is a prototype weapon is that due to its huge energy consumption, the small dagger does not have much space for energy storage, which also leads to its short battery life.

The cyberpsycho who had escaped the initial kill had already discovered the threat posed by David. His laboratory-grade prosthetic eyes were staring at David, or rather, at the plasma dagger in his hand. His two arms had subconsciously adopted the defensive stance that was ingrained in his bones.

Facing a boxer who has fought his way up from the bottom to the top, even if the opponent is already ill at the moment, David basically has no chance of killing him with one blow.

As expected, even if David activated Sian Westin again and turned into a stream of light that circled around the opponent, he could only leave a few injuries on the opponent's limbs, chest and back that were severe but far from fatal.

If this continues, David is confident that he can rely on Sian Westin's super speed to kill the opponent, but the energy of the weapon in his hand cannot withstand his repeated attacks.

The pressure came to him invisibly. Once the energy was exhausted, the plasma saw in his hand would be as ridiculous as a child's toy when facing the opponent's ridiculously thick armor.

He became more and more afraid to act rashly.

The mad 'White Knight' didn't care about all this. He was not at a disadvantage in the face of the siege of three people. His physical strength seemed to be endless. After a while, he chased the three people and made them breathless.

Jack and Vincent cooperated closely and kept the rhythm of the battle firmly in their own hands. However, facing this steel turtle shell, without powerful weapons, the two were like a dog biting a turtle, with no idea where to start.

If you hold on for too long, you will lose, and the situation began to gradually deteriorate.

"David, focus, I will create opportunities for you." Lucy had woken up at some point and was sitting not far away, watching the battle.

Although her body was still a little weak due to David's high-speed rescue, it did not affect her fighting ability.

After all, she is a noble hacker who makes a living on the Internet, and she is not the same as the three warriors who shed sweat and blood all day long.

As an important asset of Sanofi Medical Group, 'White Knight's' laboratory-grade prosthetic body is worth a lot of money, and more importantly, the experimental data on him is of extraordinary value.

In order to protect the precious assets of these companies, his own ICE (firewall) is of the top grade in Arasaka, thick enough to make ordinary hackers despair. Even if the world's top hackers in the Internet monitoring station come, it will take a lot of effort to break through.

Lucy was confident.

Looking at the code barrier that was constantly refreshing like a waterfall, she couldn't help but touch the back of her head subconsciously. When her fingers touched her scalp, she realized that the cyberspace deep-diving prosthetics that Arasaka had forced on her had been removed during the previous mutation enhancement.

As a hacker trained by Arasaka Corporation since childhood, Lucy is tasked with crossing the black wall and going to the space behind the wall to salvage the lost data.

But this behavior is accompanied by extremely high mortality rates and many tragic outcomes that are worse than death.

Behind the black wall are out-of-control AI and other unpredictable dangers. A hacker like her is undoubtedly walking on a minefield.

Out of her desire for freedom, she found a way to escape from Arasaka. Since then, she has been hunted by Arasaka Corporation and has been forced to travel around the world.

This is also the root of her desire to go to the moon.

In her mind, perhaps landing on the moon could get away from it all.

As a hacker trained by Arasaka since childhood, Lucy is intimately familiar with the Arasaka-produced ICE on the "White Knight". She easily circumvents most of the computing power conflict points and exploits a data weakness known only to a few internal employees to forcibly infiltrate the opponent's data fortress, thereby forcibly gaining control of the opponent's prosthesis in a short period of time.

Chapter 270: Favors Don’t Last Overnight

Thanks to the fact that the target was currently in a state of complete madness and was unable to organize any organized resistance, her data infiltration was quickly declared a success.

“3, 2, 1, now!”

As Lucy's countdown ended in David's ears, the power of [Cutter (Prototype)] was turned on to the maximum. Facing the 'White Knight' whose prosthesis was suddenly locked halfway through a punch, David endured the discomfort of using Sian Westin many times and entered the time-stop state that he was already very familiar with.

Everything started to slow down, and he struggled to walk alone in the almost still world.

David used almost all his strength to chop the cyber madman in front of him hard with the weapon in his hand into the neck of the man who was almost waiting to be killed before he could react.

The plasma effortlessly melted all the matter in its way, and the alloy cervical vertebrae that were strong enough to withstand large-caliber sniper bullets and the neck reinforced with outer armor were cut in half.

The head, which was almost a metal ball, rolled away like a rubber ball. The body fell to the ground, revealing David, who was gasping for breath like a broken bellows.

He turned off the plasma saw, which had little energy left in his hand, and looked back at Lucy. Their eyes met, and the girl's eyes were full of concern.

David stood up straight, gave a thumbs-up sign with his right hand, and smiled brightly.

Even though the ground was covered in blood and corpses, the style of the painting suddenly changed.

Lao Wei spoke out of turn, "I really don't want to bother you, but we have to go. This is going to cause quite a mess."

The five people evacuated quickly.

After a while, the terrorist squad arrived at the scene, but they quickly withdrew, and the body of the "White Knight" was taken away by a team of fully armed Arasaka soldiers. Although the other party was dead, the data of the prosthetic body on his body was far more important than his life in the eyes of scientific researchers.

Company Plaza, Arasaka Tower 19th floor, 7th Development Laboratory Director's office.

A report on abnormal data of the 'White Knight' prosthetic body caught the attention of the supervisor. He looked at the ICE system log of the deceased exported by the experimenter and easily found abnormal access records.

The familiar data penetration style made him think several times that it was done by a senior hacker within the company.

However, as the project manager, he knew very well that the entire cyberpsychosis incident was completely random, and the company's hackers would naturally not be involved in this matter for no reason.

Excluding this possibility, there are only a few possible outcomes left. Either it was done by a hacker who resigned from the company, or it was done by a hacker who defected from the company.

But anyway, it's none of your business.

The supervisor contacted his assistant and asked him to report the matter to the company's special operations department and continue to work hard.

........................

Jiang Bing felt that he was abnormal, but he didn't expect that there was someone more abnormal than him.

In the Haywood Valley area, on the top of a skyscraper near the Valley North subway station, Mr. Blue Eyes, like an idiot, stood on the edge of the building with his back to the rooftop entrance, looking at the company square to the north.

"You came?"

As Jiang Bing stepped onto the rooftop with his left foot, he heard the other party suddenly say this.

He stopped, holding his cane, with a melancholy look on his face and a blood-red robe, looking like a ruthless swordsman who had come to settle a grudge.

"I am coming."

It's a pity that Mr. Blue Eyes is obviously not very interested in Gu Long, otherwise he would have said, "You shouldn't have come."

"Lakeley Song was successfully appointed as the Chief of Police of the Coronado Ranch NCPD last week." Mr. Blue Eyes turned around and started with this matter.

"So you asked me to help you clean up the mess?"

Jiang Bing came to his side and said, "Your debt of favor really can't wait until tomorrow to be repaid."

"After all, I have invested a lot in Jefferson Perales." The other party immediately retorted.

"What do you want from me?" Jiang Bing didn't want to talk nonsense with the other party, so he asked straight to the point.

"What do you think about the future of Night City?"

"Stand and watch."

Mr. Blue Eyes chuckled twice. "You really have a unique sense of humor as always."

High emotional intelligence: Have a unique sense of humor.

Low emotional intelligence: Talking in a way that easily irritates others.

"Seriously, how long do you think the peace in Night City can last?"

A serious riot broke out at a club on Palm View Avenue not far away, and in a short time, many NCPD officers surrounded the entrance.

Jiang Bing nodded towards the location of the riot, motioning Mr. Blue Eyes to look in that direction. "I don't think there's any peace in Night City."

"These are just minor issues." Mr. Blue Eyes just glanced at the riot and turned his head with a lack of interest to the tall Arasaka Tower on the other side.

"If you can't even clean your own house, how can you clean up the world?"

"I don't mean to argue with you." Mr. Blue Eyes didn't want to waste time on this matter.

"Arasaka and Militech, two giant corporations, have been engaging in a constant tug-of-war, using Night City as a rope."

"They both want to outdo each other, and to do that, they'll do whatever it takes."

"Decades ago, a nuclear bomb was detonated inside Arasaka Tower by someone with military technology. You probably all know the result."

Mr. Blue Eyes turned and looked at Jiang Bing. "More than 14,000 people died, countless people suffered radiation sickness, and half the city was reduced to ruins."

"And now, Arasaka Tower stands once again in the heart of Night City, squarely across from the Atomic Bomb Memorial Park. One can't help but sigh that this world is truly a joke."

"Why? Are you afraid that military technology will nuke Night City again?" Jiang Bing asked.

"This is inevitable." Mr. Blue Eyes calmly stated a sensational truth.

"Night City is the Night City of gangsters, the Night City of the drunken lower classes, the Night City of city hall politicians. It is your Night City, my Night City, but it is not the Night City of Arasaka or military technology."

Jiang Bing applauded the other party's impassioned speech. "I think both Saburo Arasaka and Rosalind Miles (the new president of the United States) want to take Night City into their own hands."

"But they all know clearly that they can't get this city." Mr. Blue Eyes replied.

Jiang Bing: "Then since I can't get it."

Mr. Blue Eyes: "The only option is to destroy it."

Jiang Bing: "It's better than letting the opponent get it."

Mr. Blue Eyes chuckled in a very human way: "No one cares what Night City thinks."

"Can you represent Night City, my friend? You're just forcing values ​​like that."

Jiang Bing couldn't eat any of this chicken soup.

Mr. Blue Eyes stared at Jiang Bing carefully, but rarely did he refute.

Chapter 271 Discounted Deals

After a while, he suddenly asked, as if inexplicably interested, "If you were to represent Night City right now, who would you choose?"

Mr. Blue Eyes pointed to the Arasaka Tower not far away, "Arasaka?"

Then he extended his arm towards Washington, further east of the Eastern Badlands. "It's still the military technology of the New America."

"It doesn't matter who you choose." Jiang Bing spread his hands.

"Then what's important?"

“It’s most important without them.”

Mr. Blue Eyes was stunned for a moment, and for the first time in his life, he forced a smile on his face.

"Why do you think so?"

Looking at the slightly shocked blue-eyed gentleman, Jiang Bing spread his hands and explained, "After all, I'm not used to being ordered around. The doctor said my spine is not in good condition and I shouldn't bend over."

This person, who was suspected to be a roving AI, was stunned for several seconds by Jiang Bing's dirty talk before he finally reacted.

“That’s a really interesting answer.”

"So what do you think about the way out for Night City?"

“The strong prey on the weak, the fittest survive.”

Mr. Blue Eyes watched the Terrorist Squad's hovercraft float overhead and said calmly, "I didn't expect you to be a supporter of biological evolution."

"Survival of the fittest is the universal law of things."

"It seems you want to be the 'fittest'." Mr. Blue Eyes said jokingly.