The Creators: From Night City

A streak of sparks flew along the cut.

As the scavenger boss looked terrified, the chainsaw brutally sawed the heavy machine gun into pieces, and under the pressure of Jiang Bing's huge force, it sawed off his forearm, bit into the scavenger's chest from the left side of the neck, brutally sawing into the collarbone and most of the sternum, as well as a large piece of heavy subcutaneous armor. The rotating saw teeth brought out a large amount of splattered blood before stopping.

At this point, the internal parts of the chainsaw machete have been basically damaged.

There is no way around it. The powerful overclocking comes at the expense of service life.

There is no time to mourn for the combat partners who have been with us for a long time. The best fate for weapons is to burn out on the battlefield, which is a thousand times better than lying on the shelf and slowly rusting.

After confirming that the entire stronghold was safe, Jiang Bing hurried out and drove the car to the back door of the stronghold. Then it was time for a happy search and harvest.

The first one was the scavenger who was wearing heavy subcutaneous armor. Because there was no time and tools to remove the heavy subcutaneous armor from him on the spot, Jiang Bing simply stuffed the broken heavy machine gun and the body into the trunk of the car.

The scavengers who had been killed earlier were also disassembled with precise and smooth scalpels. Their hands and feet were chopped off, and their prosthetic eyes were dug out. Some of them had bionic internal organs or skeletal prostheses installed. Jiang Bing also identified them with his keen mechanical intuition and then cut them out from the corpses like a butcher cutting up an ox.

Except for the unlucky guy whose head and brain computer were stepped on and exploded, the brain computers of everyone else were roughly dug out.

After the swift and devastating search, the ground was littered with dismantled bodies, and a mixture of white brain matter and prosthetic tissue fluid flowed all over the ground through the holes made when the brain machine was dug out.

It can be said that much of the notoriety of the "masked devil" that has caused children in the Santo Domingo area to cry in recent months is due to this scene.

The guns, bullets, a small amount of cash scattered on the ground, the fruits of the scavengers' labor for many days (prosthetic bodies dug out from innocent citizens), and even slightly valuable electrical appliances, such as Mewtwo headbands, clothes with heating or cooling power supplies and built-in micro air-conditioning components, were all stuffed into the carriage.

In pursuit of efficiency, these hastily removed prostheses often still have a small amount of the original owner's fresh flesh and blood on them. They are mixed together in a pile and piled up in the car, which looks very scary.

But for Jiang Bing, who had seen countless piles of disemboweled corpses at various scavenger strongholds, this was no longer a big scene and he had long been desensitized to it.

After clearing out all the valuable loot, Jiang Bing put his head close to the window and listened carefully. After making sure that he didn't hear the NCPD's sirens, which were always ringing, with his hearing several times better than that of an ordinary person, he leisurely "rolled up" all the food and drinks he found in the house and stuffed them into the passenger seat.

With a step on the accelerator, the fully loaded car still rushed into the rain curtain nimbly. Blood and sticky tissue fluid slowly dripped onto the ground through the gap of the car door, and were washed away by the increasingly heavy rain.

Jiang Bing drove a long distance before he came into contact with the NCPD, who were still slowly rushing to clean the floor two blocks away.

There is no way. The NCPD police officers are also afraid of the "masked demon" who suddenly appeared recently and specializes in robbing scavengers on rainy nights, leaving no one alive, and whose methods of committing crimes are extremely brutal.

Therefore, on rainy nights, the police who are assigned to respond to calls will walk as slowly as possible. It is best to wait for half an hour after the gunfire stops, and then dawdle on the road, for fear of running into the crime scene of the "masked devil" and accidentally getting themselves involved.

After all, it's just a few thousand euros a month, why risk your life? The one who will die is a scavenger with no human rights.

Open.

Chapter 3 Orphan Gang

On the way home, the car turned into a secluded alley.

Jiang Bing is going to meet his "loyal" non-staff intelligence team leader.

He locked the car, left a week's worth of food and drinks for an adult in the passenger seat, repacked the rest, carried it in one hand, and easily climbed onto the abandoned roof nearby with the other hand.

After a few jumps, they arrived at the rooftop of the tallest abandoned building in the area.

A figure huddled in a corner due to the pouring rain, ignoring Jiang Bing's horrific appearance with a mask on his head and blood all over his body, eagerly came forward.

This was a young man who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old. Of course, Jiang Bing had never asked about his exact age, so he didn't know.

In fact, the communication between the two has always been very restrained.

'Slippery'.

Jiang Bing is the underworld nickname for the head of the non-staff intelligence team.

This nickname comes from the fact that he was half bald at such a young age.

Although in today's world, people living at the bottom of society are prone to hair loss due to pollution from various channels, thanks to the development of technology, hair transplantation has become a simple, cheap and effective solution.

However, "Slippery" always refused to have a hair transplant and walked around the streets with a bald head all day long. This behavior eventually earned him the nickname "Slippery".

The two met by chance. At that time, Jiang Bing had just started looking for scavengers to buy for free and was not yet proficient in the business.

As a result, the overall performance of the operation was not satisfactory. Not only was there blood everywhere, but the screams of the scavengers were heard for miles. Because they were unfamiliar with the looting methods, they dragged their feet and finally started to evacuate before the NCPD arrived. They happened to run into the "slippery guy" and his two brave subordinates who came to make a fortune.

Jiang Bing still remembers the scene of their first meeting vividly.

At that time, due to the horrific scene and Jiang Bing's weird outfit, the two younger brothers fainted and woke up on the spot, leaving only "Slippery", the boss who called himself the "Orphan Gang". He tried to stand up straight with trembling legs, and his small eyes scanned the surroundings, turning rapidly. Finally, before Jiang Bing ran out of patience and wanted to kick him into the garbage dump, he proposed an idea.

"Sir, please don't shoot."

Slippery performed the French military salute skillfully.

"I'm sure you need information about other scavenger bases. I can provide that for you, and I guarantee that I'll even know in detail what time they poop."

"All you need to pay is some insignificant food and a little cash, which I believe is not worth mentioning to you."

Perhaps it was his ability to remain calm in the face of danger and speak with clear logic, or perhaps it was his sheer audacity and willingness to fight for survival despite the odds, which showed that he had the potential to become a significant figure in the future.

After careful consideration, Jiang Bing gave him a chance.

The members of the "Slippery" [Orphan Gang] are active throughout the Coronado Ranch, but rather than being members of a gang, it would be more accurate to say that they are homeless, ragged orphans who have no food to eat.

They wander the dark streets and alleys of Coronado Ranch all day, searching for leftovers and valuable garbage in the garbage dumps, and searching for supplies that may have been left behind by previous residents in abandoned houses and apartments. Despite suffering from the threats of hunger, disease, harmful gases, bullets, adult homeless people and scavengers, and people disappearing from the world from time to time, this group still survives hard in the iron jungle of Night City where the strong prey on the weak.

And "Slippery" is the one with the most flexible mind among them. With his relatively healthy body and knowledge that obviously comes from an extraordinary background, he quickly gathered a group of orphans and established the [Orphan Gang]. He led everyone to stick together for warmth and survive together in difficulty.

Although the "slippery heads" will still collect a certain amount of "gang fees" from their subordinates (mostly food picked up from garbage bins, some valuable electrical parts, and alms obtained by begging), most of the money is used to ensure that the vulnerable groups in the gang can have food to eat.

These vulnerable groups include young children, orphans with severe deformities, and young people who have just become orphans and have not yet realized their current situation.

The reason for his first meeting with Jiang Bing was because someone in the gang was seriously ill, so he took the risk and went to the scene of the gunfight, hoping to pick up some valuable items and sell them to buy medicine.

According to their past habits, they would like to stay away from such scenes. After all, the scavengers, NCPD, edge walkers, and corporate dogs are not easy to deal with.

Of course, these were the information Jiang Bing obtained after his later investigation. These were the important factors that influenced him to decide to give "Slippery" a chance and recruit him as his non-staff "Intelligence Minister".

In Night City, no one wants to be a "nice guy", but everyone hopes to have a friend like this.

Those who carry firewood to put out the fire should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow.

Facts have proved that Slippery's performance did not disappoint Jiang Bing's trust, and he did an extremely good job.

Thanks to the collusion and cooperation with Jiang Bing, the quality of life of the [Orphan Gang] has greatly improved. Not only can they have enough food to eat, but they also have their own armed forces. Although they only have a few old pistols and some machetes and sticks, at least they have the power to resist.

"Boss, congratulations and a happy hunt."

The sly guy came forward with a grin, rubbing his hands together, and a mercenary look on his face.

Jiang Bing threw a large bag of food in front of him and took out a few rolls of small cash from his pocket and stuffed them into his arms.

"You know." Jiang Bing's voice was low and clear at this time, with a full sense of power, but because of the mask, it became a little gloomy and mysterious.

"Here, you no longer have to maintain a disguise to survive. You can take off your mask."

Obviously, Slippery had heard this kind of talk from Jiang Bing more than once.

"Boss, your mask is worn on your face, but some people wear masks in their hearts. Such masks are not easy to take off."

"Ha" Jiang Bing chuckled under the mask.

Slippery continued, "No matter what, a mask is a mask. It doesn't grow out of thin air, but is worn when someone needs it."

"Every time I see you, I feel like you don't belong here."

“I think it’s pretty good here.”

Sly wrapped the banknotes in his arms to prevent them from getting wet by the heavy rain, and gathered up the packages of food on the ground.

"At least life here is simple. Birth is simple, death is simple. Even robbery and betrayal are straightforward and clean. There are no tricks, and certainly no hypocrisy like the upper class, with their sweet words and treacherous hearts."

"Well, that's an interesting point of view." Jiang Bing praised.

"Something has been going on lately that needs to be corrected."

Hearing this, Sly scratched his already sparse hair a little embarrassedly, and groveled, "There really is such a thing."

"I've already told you there's no need to pretend here. At least for my sake, please stop for a while." Jiang Bing couldn't stand the 'sly guy's' posturing.

The face of the 'Masked Demon' who had killed almost half of the Coronado Ranch was still very effective. The 'Slippery' straightened his back instantly, and his originally smiling face became more serious and calm than it should be for his age.

"Recently, the gang has taken in a pair of sisters. The older one is 13, and the younger one is 11. Apparently, their living standards were pretty good before. Their parents are probably small-time leaders in that company. They're both pretty young and pretty good-looking."

Sly habitually brushed a strand of wet hair back onto his bare head. "But, you know, beauty isn't always a good thing, especially when it's your only chance."

"Of course, I'm not blaming them for being good-looking, but this has attracted the attention of some of the Sixth Street Gang's scum, which is not a good sign."

"His feet go down to death, and his steps take hold of Sheol."

Listening to Jiang Bing's mumbling, Sly sighed, "You really like the Bible, or the most old-fashioned version."

Jiang Bing didn't answer directly, but stretched out his right hand towards Huatou, thinking to himself, "That may not be the case. It may just be to maintain his image."

"Where, who to kill, how many to kill."

The unexpected answer made Slippery's cheek twitch.

"I can only say that he truly lives up to the name 'Masked Devil'." He quickly pulled out an old chip.

Jiang Bing grabbed the chip and said, "Contact me if you have anything, same as usual," then turned around and went down the rooftop, ending today's unusual meeting.

Jiang Bing's home is located on the northern edge of Coronado Ranch, next to the Badlands and Night City's largest garbage dump.

There's nothing wrong with this. After all, he was at a garbage dump when he first crossed over, and he spent some time there before crawling into Night City. It's only natural that he lives near the garbage dump.

This is a typical American rural community. The houses on the entire street are low, single-story wooden structures with fenced backyards.

Of course, there is no need to think about seeing natural green plants. This is all thanks to the previous corporate wars, when several biotechnology companies were desperately throwing out all kinds of genetic bombs.

This has led to devastating damage to the global ecosystem, but fortunately it has not led to the extinction of all common plants.

They are just difficult to grow in soil contaminated by genetic viruses, so their value becomes extremely expensive!

At least it can be seen in the private "species ecosystem" of major companies.

It is obvious that there are not many rich people in the community where Jiang Bing lives, so the green plants are all models. Moreover, most of the green plant models have been damaged and missing.

After all, the Six Street Gang entrenched here is not a property management company, and the "owners" who all carry guns will not pay any property management fees peacefully.

The house Jiang Bing lives in now was originally an empty room on the edge of the city. Such houses can be found everywhere and can be lived in casually. However, if one wants to settle down, at least water and electricity must be supplied. This aspect involves Night City's local infrastructure giant, Ye's Corporation.

Ye's company is best known for its secrecy, as no one knows its exact market value, its main source of revenue, or how many employees it has.

The company is part of the legacy of Richard Knight, the visionary industrialist and founder of Night City. Using funds left by her late husband, Knight's widow, Miria, built the business from the ground up based on Knight's ideals and principles.

For many years, Miriam has been the CEO of the group. However, the incompetence of her successors has led to the company's eventual defeat in the competition with Arasaka and Militech, and most of the power in Night City has been divided among these three giants.

As the company's power has gradually declined, its influence has almost disappeared. However, in addition to managing its own assets, the company still has a significant say in Night City's infrastructure, public administration, and social welfare.

Paving of public roads, construction and maintenance of public utilities, and revitalization of the maglev system are just a few of the projects funded by Yeshi Corporation's grants.

Part of the water and electricity systems in Coronado Ranch are also assets of the Night Company. After all, companies led by Arasaka, Military Technology and Biotechnology look down on the impoverished slums. They also abide by Richard Knight's will and want to build Night City well. The Night Company also takes the overall situation into consideration and maintains the survival of these marginalized people who are about to be squeezed out of the city.

Chapter 4 Plastic Embryo

The rain was still falling. Jiang Bing was about to drive into the garage quietly, but he seemed to have discovered something and suddenly stopped in front of the garage.

Through the car window, his bright eyes stared at the house on the left.

This house seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time and looked abandoned. The lack of water and electricity made the house appear dark, and the roof had collapsed. The fallen rubble just covered the entrance, leaving a narrow space as big as a dog hole, and a normal person could not pass through it at all.

Although dogs are now completely extinct among the poor, this narrow hole happens to be a place where other things can get in.

For example, a thin and malnourished little girl.

At this moment, Jiang Bing was sure that the little girl was curled up in this dark "fortress" built of ruins, and she was definitely not asleep yet.

Because of Jiang Bing's keen hearing, he could clearly hear the rustling sounds in the house and the delicate murmurs and sobs of a kitten while sitting in the car.

"Hailey's stomach is so flat (sob), it's all because Hailey didn't find anything in the trash can during the day, but Hailey has tried very hard (sob), wuwu (crying)..."

"But Hailey really wants to eat (sob), my stomach is burning and it's so uncomfortable. Woo woo..."

"Haili misses her brother and dad. Xiongxiong, do you think I can dream about them when I fall asleep?"

"But Hailey tried to sleep, but her stomach hurt so much that she couldn't sleep (sobs), Xiongxiong"

(The sound of turning over)

The faint voice melted into the sound of rain and did not travel far, but it melted the blood and coldness in Jiang Bing's eyes caused by killing and violence, and what followed was tenderness and compassion.

After taking off his mask and blood-stained coat, the murderous 'masked man' turned back into a gentle young man.

Picking up the food and water that had been specially left on the passenger seat, enough for an adult to eat for a week, Jiang Bing pushed the door and got out of the car. He squatted beside the hole that was obviously disguised and made to look old, and gently knocked on the wall beside him.

The whispering and sobbing in the house suddenly stopped, and the desolate silence returned.

But Jiang Bing's eyes could clearly see through the hole and into the darkness inside the house. He could clearly see a little girl holding a pink teddy bear, who was trying to raise her dirty little face and staring nervously at Jiang Bing at the hole.