The Creators: From Night City

Fortunately, the golden finger is powerful enough. The so-called apprentice craftsman has nothing to do with the lathe operators and fitters in daily life.

It can definitely be called an extraordinary profession.

At the very least, Jiang Bing had never heard of anyone using the word "personality" to describe professional level!

Even though he was the weakest [Apprentice Craftsman], Jiang Bing became strong after traveling through time again. He could carry 200 kilograms with one hand as if it were nothing. His five senses were sharp, his ears and eyes were sharp, his naked eye vision was better than that of the Maasai, and his hearing was close to that of the fennec fox. His brain had the diodes upgraded to silicon crystals, he had a photographic memory, his thinking was like electricity, and his mind was like a newly installed system, with no redundancy in operation, transparent and efficient.

However, this is the existence strength marked by the system: level 1.4.

The structural strength of 1.7 made Jiang Bing seem to have a sixth sense. He would often sense danger on a whim and rush towards the direction of "Peter's startle".

Of course, this is just the basics. The most significant change for [Apprentice Craftsmen] is their unparalleled affinity with machinery. With just a touch of their hands and a glance, they can understand the internal structure of complex mechanical devices as clearly as observing the lines on the palm of their hands. With a slight turn of their brains, the operating principles and design ideas flood into their heads like an avalanche.

As for design, inspiration is like diabetes insipidus, and progress is increasing rapidly. Often, after drawing a design, the improved version of the plan has already taken shape in my mind.

His hands-on ability is fully utilized. Whatever his brain thinks of, his hands will do. As soon as the design drawing passes by his eyes, he will directly replicate it on the spot. He can truly achieve what his brain thinks, and his hands will say is right!

Of course, with his "poor" knowledge reserves and the not-so-high strength of the two major elements of existence and composition, he is still not able to make a nuclear bomb by hand. However, Jiang Bing firmly believes that as long as he touches, looks and thinks more, and with a little help from the golden finger, the goal of "nuclearizing" Arasaka again will be within reach.

But the most important thing right now is to go to the scavenger and buy some goods.

If you are any later, you will miss the No. 2 bus.

Chapter 2: Zero Dollar Purchase from the Scavenger's Stronghold

Jiang Bing closed the door of the clinic and activated the clinic's security on the central control computer.

Opening a black clinic in this remote place, almost adjacent to the "bad land", security measures are very necessary for the safety of one's own property.

The clinic's security system was built by Jiang Bing himself.

This customized system implements the principle of "increasing quantity without increasing price". The two rows of machine guns built into the ceiling of the house cover the interior space with almost no blind spots. The cameras and infrared and microwave sensors with carefully calculated installation sequence make the entire clinic impregnable.

Of course, this set of equipment can only prevent ordinary petty thieves, because a large number of IoT hardware and software systems are modified by Jiang Bingyong using junk picked up from the garbage dump. The main system is the whole-house protection software produced by [Kantau], which is a civilian version.

This means that any hacker can take down the system. Of course, the above measures are only to deal with those desperate drug addicts who are trying to find money to buy "Shrink" cigarettes or those hungry homeless people on the street. The real security measure is that after the above measures are triggered, the disposable hidden camera on the prosthetic transformation device in the center of the room will automatically send the image of the intruder to the receiving device preset by Jiang Bing.

What awaits these uninvited guests next is the personal visit of the "masked devil" who silenced the crying children in the Santo Domingo area!

Near the back door was a narrow compartment. Jiang Bing opened the storage box under the table in the compartment and began to change his clothes.

A metal mask, rubbed by Jiang Bing into the style of Guy Fawkes, has a simple respiratory filtration function and certain protective measures.

A matching long windbreaker can easily conceal the homemade sawed-off shotgun on the left leg and the Nova kinetic revolver on the right leg.

The main weapons are a gray copperhead snake and a chainsaw machete carefully trained by Jiang Bing.

The machete was also hand-made. It took Jiang Bing a lot of time to assemble it. Fortunately, the Kenshiri-adachi Armaments Company helped a lot. Many of the melee weapons accumulated by Jiang Bing during this period were their products. To be honest, their strength in melee knives is still far stronger than that of Arasaka.

This is a certification from a “craftsman”!

It was late at night when I went out.

Night fell over the city, and the various lights on the exteriors of the skyscrapers in the distance flickered in the rain, reflecting colorful light.

The streets were filled with mist, and the light from the car lights was reflected blurry, appearing mysterious and unreal against the backdrop of the surrounding abandoned and dilapidated buildings.

The rain hit the windshield violently, forming water stains that were then swept away by the wipers.

All kinds of cars are still speeding through the streets late at night. These cars may be tools used by vagrants for smuggling, mounts for marginal walkers on missions, mobile bases for scavengers to abduct hostages, and hotbeds of crime for people with ulterior motives; they may also be the precious property of low-level corporate dogs, reliable partners of front-line workers, and Noah's Ark carrying families and children.

Dots of vehicles were traveling in the turbid torrent of Night City. The spinning tires rolled over the puddles filled with rainwater on the road, splashing a little water, but they never stopped and rushed straight to their respective goals.

In the distance, there were faint sounds of sirens, screams and gunshots. I didn't know if there was a conflict between gangs or if a cyber psychopath had gone mad.

But everyone is used to it. This is the norm in Night City, the underwear color of this 'City of Dreams'.

Jiang Bing was driving a Colby produced by Tingwei, at least that was what it looked like from the outside, but in fact the internal components had been modified beyond recognition.

When it was first found in the garbage mountain in the northwest of Night City, the entire body of the car was almost rusted into an iron box. Fortunately, Jiang Bing was kind-hearted and skillful. He rummaged through the garbage dump and pieced it together to repair it and finally drive it on the road.

It can be said that this car accompanied Jiang Bing through the most difficult years when he first came here.

However, after half a year of updates and upgrades, this beast has already been updated and upgraded to several versions, and its performance is far superior to the past.

This is all thanks to the strong support of the scavengers.

These hyenas living in the steel forest are always staring at everyone on the street with their teeth gnashing and sucking blood. If they are accidentally left alone or walking alone in a deserted alley late at night, they may disappear from the world.

After being abducted, they basically end up being skinned and their tendons removed. Prosthetic bodies and natural organs are their targets.

It can be said that they feed on the flesh and blood of the city, while Jiang Bing feeds on their flesh and blood.

No problem.

This is a new job that Jiang Bing finally found after being a garbage man. For the time being, he is quite satisfied with the speed at which he can obtain resources from it.

After all, as an illegal immigrant and a "native" who has not even a piece of artificial body modification, being a marginal walker and participating in various commissions, not to mention the risks, the frequent contact with all kinds of people and being scanned back and forth by various detection equipment every day will make him very conspicuous.

You have to know that in the cyberpunk world, the government will install the most basic brain-computer interface for everyone as a child. Without a brain-computer interface, the daily life of an ordinary person would be like having 800 degrees of severe myopia in both eyes without glasses, and he would not be able to survive.

For an "original person" like Jiang Bing who is pure to the extreme (here it means there is no trace of modification on the body. In the world of 2077, even if the children of wealthy families do not have brain machines installed, they will undergo micro-transformations such as skin micro-sculpting, bone correction, facial plastic surgery, etc. when they are young, in order to improve their overall appearance or enhance their charm.), only the direct descendants of oligarchs with "conservative" sentiments like [Kantō] and [Arasaka] can have this condition.

Another important reason is Jiang Bing's profession as a "craftsman". The "experience points" he gains from killing or various social interactions involving intrigue are negligible.

On the contrary, behaviors that are conceptually similar to the concept of "craftsman", such as collecting equipment, making items, working part-time as a prosthetic doctor, analyzing the design principles of various items, and learning various knowledge, will increase the professional experience and "existence" and "composition" indicators on the "craftsman" panel.

This situation is extraordinary, just like when Jiang Bing successfully got the job, his whole person was assimilated with the concept of "craftsman", and all the actions that Jiang Bing did that were related to the concept of "craftsman" would be nourished by Jiang Bing from the higher dimension of the concept.

This made Jiang Bing suspect that the improvement of his profession as a craftsman was actually the process of his own ascension to a higher dimension of existence.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the adjective "personality" used by the system to describe professional levels.

But these are all later stories. The most important thing at the moment is to seize every opportunity and make yourself stronger.

You know, in the real world view of Cyberpunk 2077, the dangers that can threaten Jiang Bing are not just those that V will encounter in the game.

In fact, the dangers that appear in the game are just the tip of the iceberg under the vast ocean. Generally speaking, the AI ​​behind the black wall is eyeing humans and counterattacking, and has already penetrated deep into human society; major companies are tit-for-tat in various fields, and it is unknown when the fifth corporate war will break out; major companies are also desperately carrying out all kinds of ridiculous research and military preparations in secret, which may cause human disasters at any time.

This shitty world of "Youth Version of Warhammer" made Jiang Bing feel a strong sense of crisis from the moment he woke up from the garbage dump.

After all, there was a "big incident" before when "cyber terrorists" represented by Johnny suddenly nuked Night City.

That's why Jiang Bingcai keeps developing himself non-stop so that he can get through the weak early stages and acquire a certain self-protection ability as soon as possible.

As for what it means to have the ability to protect oneself, Jiang Bing had already set a small goal.

At the very least, it has to be able to survive a nuclear explosion.

To this end, Jiang Bing toils day and night, and his work and rest schedule is even harder than when he was a social animal before he traveled through time. These scavengers are the most cost-effective "experience packages" at this stage.

This group of vultures does not have the unity of the Six Street Gang, the Tiger Claw Gang, and the Valentino Gang. They basically work in groups of a few people and fight on their own. These characteristics determine that they are "wild monsters" that are very suitable for Jiang Bing's early development.

The car drove around for about ten minutes and finally stopped at a dilapidated motel north of Coronado Ranch.

The real Night City is much larger than the one in the game. This city located in Del Coronado Bay on the west coast of the United States is the largest city in the Free State, with a population of approximately 1000 million and a total area of ​​nearly 20 square kilometers.

Although the vast wasteland and ocean outside the city occupy most of the area, the urban area including Taiping Prefecture has an area of ​​nearly 2.5 square kilometers, equivalent to the size of 1.5 Beijing cities.

Of course, there are only a few areas that can be called prosperous and most suitable for living.

After all, the vast Taiping State has been expelled from the city, and the Coronado Ranch area where Jiang Bing is currently located is also considered to be a place where neither his father nor his mother loves him in the eyes of those politicians.

However, Jiang Bing didn't care about this. Instead, the chaotic environment was just right for him to take advantage of the situation.

The destination of this trip is not the motel called "Hao Zai Lai" in front of us, but a private house not far away.

According to reliable intelligence, a group of scavengers lived inside the house and used the house and the basement below as their base.

Today Jiang Bing will eliminate the harm to the people.

After getting out of the car, Jiang Bing tightened his gun belt and put on the metal Guy Fawkes mask with a cold steely luster.

The mask's terrifying smile, coupled with its cold eyes, forms a sharp contrast with the metallic mask, which makes people shiver. The black top hat hides the murderous intent in his eyes under the dark brim. Only a black cloak is missing, and he is the real V in the world.

“God is in the rain.”

Facing the increasingly heavy rain, Jiang Bing muttered the lines from the play and quietly approached the scavenger's base.

With a few simple jumps, they easily avoided the outdoor cameras. This group of scavengers had no tactical skills at all. The cameras were few in number and unevenly distributed, leaving blind spots that allowed Jiang Bing to easily reach the transformer box.

The high-strength fiber tactical gloves with matte metal plates inlaid on the joints are gently placed on the transformer box, as if caressing the smooth skin of a lover. The originally cold machine seems to be endowed with a soul, and it reveals all the secrets in its heart to the sweetheart in front of it.

Jiang Bing, who had understood all the structures of the transformer box in a single breath, opened the door of the box neatly and swiftly. The sharp single-molecule saw teeth of the chainsaw sword in his hand accurately touched an inconspicuous welding point. The scavenger stronghold was instantly shut down and plunged into darkness.

A serrated machete is indeed not as convenient as a normal knife for doing this kind of delicate work.

However, the reason why the long-sleeved sword that is V-Monster's trademark was not chosen is because in the cyberpunk world, there are 0.3 robots per person, and the lethality of a hidden sword is far from enough.

"C, it's over-pressure again."

A street sweeper pushed the door open cursing, but what greeted him at the corner was a chainsaw machete carrying tremendous force.

In order to maintain concealment, the saw teeth that did not start rotating still retained a strong killing power. As the blade gently dragged across the scavenger's neck, the sharp saw teeth easily cut off the spine inlaid with metal pipes.

There was no struggle or screaming, and even before his death, the scavenger did not realize that he was being attacked.

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground merged with the sound of the door opening. Jiang Bing's keen five senses allowed him to easily see the situation inside the house under the faint light from the room.

He stepped lightly on the scavenger who was closest to Jiang Bing and sitting on the sofa with his back to him. A chainsaw blade was embedded in his head. Then he pushed the handle lightly, and the wailing sound was drowned out by the sudden roar of the motor.

"Om! Ong!"

This sound instinctively aroused the discomfort hidden in everyone's heart.

"C, someone's coming in!"

As another scavenger shouted, a huge roar came from the homemade short shotgun in Jiang Bing's hand. Blood and flesh flew everywhere, bringing a moment of silence.

Then, the whole room was filled with gunfire.

"Beneath this mask is more than just flesh, beneath this mask is a thought, you bastards, and thoughts are not afraid of bullets."

Muttering his lines, Jiang Bing leaned against the corner shelter, holding the Copperhead in his hand and pulling the trigger. With a short triple burst, he accurately shot one man in the head.

"C, C, C, the chainsaw blade and the idiotic monologue, it's the damn 'masked lunatic' on the internet. Why would this damn cyber psychopath find us?!"

Hearing Jiang Bing's nervous words, several scavengers obviously recognized his vest and became visibly panicked.

Several red lights suddenly lit up in the dim room. They were the lights emitted by the scavenger's eyes when he was communicating with his brain-computer.

Immediately afterwards, several bullets penetrated into it accurately, extinguishing them one by one like breaking light bulbs.

The gunshots became more and more chaotic, until they finally fell silent.

Jiang Bing withdrew his feet from the pool of blood and mud on the ground and rushed to the basement without stopping. Time was running out and a face-to-face encounter between NCPD would undoubtedly be very troublesome.

As soon as I pushed open the basement door, a sharp pain like a needle piercing my face hit me.

Facing the sense of crisis that almost filled the corridor, Jiang Bing suddenly fell to the ground. Almost in an instant, a series of hot bullets streaked through the air, splashing cement on the basement wall.

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed throughout the basement, allowing Jiang Bing to immediately recognize that the culprit spitting out flames was the Type 31 heavy machine gun produced by [Military Technology].

This weapon, usually used on automatic alarm turrets, was now being carried by an extremely burly scavenger, pouring a terrifying barrage of bullets towards Jiang Bing.

Putting aside the Copperhead, Jiang Bing grabbed the Nova Kinetic Revolver in his hand while rolling, and the long weapon seemed to be cumbersome at this time.

"bang bang bang bang bang"

Almost instantly, six bullets hit the heavy machine gunner, but he continued to fire as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Bing felt a sharp pain in his teeth. It was the 'heavy subcutaneous armor'!

This kind of advanced prosthetic body that ordinary marginal walkers can't afford actually appeared in a small scavenger's doghouse today together with a heavy machine gun. It can be considered a big prize.

Jiang Bing almost stuck his body to the ground, and using all four limbs, he swam from the ground towards the shooter like a gecko.

The hot and dense bullets licked Jiang Bing's feet and held on tightly, but with his strong limbs and core strength, as well as the coordination and continuity that the prosthesis could not match, they could only leave a series of bullet holes on the ground in vain.

Jiang Bing, who seemed to be in a panic but was actually confident in everything, successfully rushed within two meters of the heavy machine gunner.

At this distance, the bulky heavy machine gun basically loses its threat.

Offense and defense reversal!

Jiang Bing exerted force from his waist and abdomen, suddenly jumped up from the ground, holding the chainsaw machete in his right hand, and chopped it hard on the heavy machine gun that the scavenger held horizontally in a hurry.

The blade was not half broken, but Jiang Bing's mouth curled up into a cruel arc behind the mask, and he pressed his left hand tightly on the back of the blade, while the chainsaw machete in his hand let out a hissing roar.

Chainsaw Machete, Overclocked!

The huge roar was deafening, and the micro engine was frantically swallowing the specially made refined alcohol, pressurizing it, and pressurizing it again!

The rotor of the blade is also accelerating endlessly under pressure, speeding up the rotation speed of the saw teeth again and again before it is scrapped!

The single-molecule sawtooth with a melting point of 2200 degrees drags out a bright red line during high-speed rotation. This is the high temperature generated by the friction between the sawtooth and the steel.