The Creators: From Night City

Lucy turned to look at David, looking at the boy with a crew cut, with an inexplicable emotion in her eyes.

"I just suddenly feel a little tired after walking so many places."

"Then you can try to rest a little, Lucy, and don't strain yourself too much."

Looking at the boy who was about the same age as her but still held a burning hope for life, Lucy couldn't help but reach out to lift up his short white hair and stroke the back of her head.

The touch of metal was cold.

That was the deep prosthetic transformation that Arasaka performed to enable hackers to better dive into cyberspace.

"Unlike you, David, I can't stop, and there's nowhere else to go except the moon."

There were bursts of roars coming from the distant spaceport, and the manned rocket spewed out a large amount of tail flames and slowly rose into the air in front of the two people.

David carefully moved closer to Lucy and handed her the cup of milk tea.

"Try it! This is the new thing the boss made. Everyone says it's sweet and delicious."

Lucy stared blankly at the cup of milk tea, then looked at David who was trying hard to pretend to be happy, and finally slowly took the cup of the already somewhat cold milk tea from David's hand, and slowly sipped it towards the rocket that had already flown high into the sky.

Looking at Lucy's profile, David was silent for a long time, and suddenly took a deep breath.

"Perhaps you can wait a little longer. I'm working for the boss now and earning quite a bit. I'll soon be able to scrape together enough money for the fare to the moon. Then I can go with you. At least you'll have company."

Lucy's hand holding the glass suddenly paused, then she pretended to be normal.

"Although I can't stay long because I have to take care of my mom, at least I can accompany you to familiarize yourself with the situation there. It's better than being alone and having trouble doing anything. Besides, I'm sure I'll earn more and more in the future, so the money for the train ticket won't be a problem, and I'll be able to visit you often..."

“Not sweet.”

Lucy suddenly spoke, quietly interrupting David's pretentious chatter.

"What?" David was confused.

"I said, it's not as sweet as you said." Lucy shook the milk tea in her hand and repeated it again.

"No, I took the wrong one."

"If you don't believe me, try it yourself."

Lucy held up the cup and motioned David to come closer.

David touched his head and moved forward again. Just as he was about to take the cup from Lucy's hand, Lucy's other hand suddenly grabbed his collar.

David leaned forward involuntarily, but before he could react, he was stunned by a warm kiss with the fragrance of a young girl.

The hot breath hit his face and his violent heartbeat made David mistakenly think that the Swanwestin on his back seemed to have started up on its own.

After a long time, the two separated.

"It's not sweet." Lucy said nonchalantly.

But she didn't hear any reply. The boy opposite her was staring at her intently, already stunned.

Chapter 54 [Power - Feng Bo]

It was not until the middle of the night that David returned to Base No. 6 in the Badlands.

Gloria had already fallen asleep, and David didn't dare to disturb his mother who had to be busy until late at night every day recently.

If there is nothing important, Mrs. Martinez, who relies on this time to rest every day, will definitely give David an unforgettable family education.

Fortunately, the chip that Rogge gave was not any urgent information, so it would not be too late to report it tomorrow.

David opened the rear compartment of the Sky Hera EC-D I360, took out two huge packages, placed them on a small trailer, and pulled them deeper into the tunnel.

This was the package Gloria asked David to pick up in Night City, and she asked him to bring it back and hand it directly to Jiang Bing.

'The boss shouldn't be resting at this hour,' David thought to himself.

In fact, not only did Jiang Bing not rest at this point, he basically didn't need to rest now.

David walked past the 'door' device that had not yet been dismantled, and walked forward for a long distance. After passing through a more heavily guarded passage, at the end of the tunnel, he saw Jiang Bing who was busy working among many machines.

"Boss, your package is back." David's tone was filled with unconcealable joy.

"Why, you're so happy because you won the Dead Man Lotto." Jiang Bing stopped what he was doing and looked back at David, who was moving forward in almost small jumps.

"Hehe!" David just laughed foolishly and didn't say anything.

Jiang Bing stepped forward, took down two heavy packages from the cart, opened them, and handed one of the buckets of paint to David.

"You happened to be here, so you could help me paint."

David naturally didn't say anything.

Carrying the paint bucket, he followed the instructions and came to the work that Jiang Bing had spent several days to complete.

This is a throne.

It is placed on a small platform with two steps, against the tunnel wall, with a magnificent and solemn structure and Gothic style.

The throne was built very tall, with the main body made of shining cold white metal, and Jiang Bing carved both sides of the armrests with mysterious and awe-inspiring patterns.

A large number of metal cables extend from the back of the chair, deep into the ground and the wall behind it. Other parts of the throne are decorated with many gears of different sizes, making the throne full of a sense of conflict created by the collision of the ancient and the avant-garde.

But in David's opinion, it seemed particularly out of place.

The paint bucket was opened, and the golden paint inside gleamed like a nouveau riche under the light.

David used a brush to carefully paint the cold white throne into gold. He couldn't help but be curious and asked Jiang Bing.

"Boss, what is this thing used for?"

Jiang Bing naturally had no way of telling him that this was a 'brain wave amplifier', an all-weather, wide-area magic camera with no blind spots.

Putting aside whether David has ever seen old movies like "X-Men", it is difficult to explain whether he has ever peeped at Mrs. Martinez.

"This is a symbol of power and authority. Once you ride it, no matter if it's military technology or Arasaka, they will speak to you calmly."

David was completely clueless about Jiang Bing's words.

However, he did not ask any more questions. Instead, he quickly finished coloring the entire throne. After saying goodbye to Jiang Bing, he skipped back to his room.

I guess this kid will have a sleepless night when he gets home.

Only Jiang Bing was left, still carefully carving the laurel wreath in his hand.

[Mithril] is the biggest gain obtained from Himiko, but it does not mean that the thirteen narrow ropes that can control the airflow are not important.

This metal, which can manipulate airflow changes by consuming mental power, although not as universal as [Mithril], can still play an important role at the moment.

Firstly, with it and a large piece of Mithril in hand, Jiang Bing could cosplay Himiko and become the Storm Lord when necessary. Secondly, thanks to its characteristics, Jiang Bing could use it to great effect.

However, the image of the narrow binder did not suit Jiang Bing very well. So after testing and verifying that the shape had no effect on the function of controlling the airflow, Jiang Bing melted all the narrow binders and used them as raw materials to create a laurel crown-shaped headband.

There was no other way. In order to ensure maximum efficiency, this thing had to be kept as close to the brain as possible when in use. Jiang Bing was a grown man, and he couldn't go out wearing a hairpin or hairpin. If it was made into a mask, it would be the same as the iconic Guy Fawkes mask of the 'Masked Devil' vest. After much deliberation, he could only make it into a crown.

And in order to ensure that it is suitable for various occasions, the laurel crown must be able to be worn on the head and must also be able to adapt to the updated [Power] armor.

After polishing, Jiang Bing blew away the non-existent residue on the crown with a sense of ceremony, and took it to the exoskeleton armor modification warehouse not far away.

Because [Power] needed to undergo large-scale repairs and renovations, Jiang Bing, who did not need to worry about concealment, directly dismantled a "Home-based Industrial Star Manufacturing Module" produced by the International Electronics Company (IEC), and assembled many other industrial devices into it to build an exoskeleton armor renovation warehouse with functions such as processing, transformation, repair, scanning, maintenance, and automatic armoring.

However, it is not fully automatic, and the above functions require Jiang Bing to operate manually.

As for the seven-digit price of this module, Jiang Bing would be horrified if he didn't have almost unlimited access to raw materials from other worlds.

Fortunately, as long as the business of [Anti-Entropy] is expanded, Jiang Bing, whose purchasing cost is basically zero, will probably not have to worry about money soon.

However, if you want to do business in Night City, product quality alone is not enough; strong fists are the most important business competitiveness.

Therefore, after the establishment of [Anti-Entropy], it was a helpless move to hand over all the work to Gloria. The first thing Jiang Bing needed to ensure was to have guarantees that would make all SB's friendly competitors willing to be reasonable.

Using the transformation cabin to complete the automatic armoring, Jiang Bing stuck the crown into the special groove on the head of the exoskeleton armor.

With the sound of interlocking, the laurel wreath and the armored helmet fit together perfectly. The laurel wreath painted in matte black blended into the armor of the same color, appearing to be a natural whole.

The craftsmanship of the 'craftsman' is quite guaranteed.

Jiang Bing concentrated and held his breath as if he was familiar with the process, injecting his mental power into the crown on his head.

In an instant, rapid airflow gushed out from the holes reserved all over the new armor, making Jiang Bing feel suddenly lighter.

As the amount of mental power injected gradually increased, air gushed out from these carefully calculated holes at a more violent rate.

The weight of the armor was gradually becoming lighter until Jiang Bing's feet were completely off the ground.

This is an important component of the business competitiveness of [Anti-Entropy].

【Power-Wind Lord】

Chapter 55 Golden Throne

As a magical armor, it can directly save the batteries and various driving equipment used for power supply. This set of armor mixed with a small amount of [Mithril] has reduced the overall weight to 42kg.

As Jiang Bing leaned forward slightly, the armor "flashed" to the side of the throne at an ultra-high speed that was almost difficult for ordinary people to react to.

Jiang Bing touched a handful of paint and saw that it was completely dry. He couldn't help but sigh that this quick-drying paint was indeed convenient.

Sitting on the 'Golden Throne', Jiang Bing pressed down hard with his right hand on the broad armrest of the throne. After enduring hundreds of kilograms of pressure, the mechanism on the armrest was triggered, and a handle specially shaped into the shape of a skull for grasping flipped out.

Jiang Bing took a deep breath and held the skull.

Consciousness once again flowed along his skull, through the metal cables behind the throne, and into the large piece of Mithril placed below the throne. Jiang Bing once again entered the 'omniscient' perspective.

Carefully controlling the force, Jiang Bing expanded his 'field of vision' to about ten kilometers for routine surveillance scanning.

After a while, making sure there was no danger, Jiang Bing used his consciousness to connect with the crown on the head of [Power-Wind Lord], and skillfully used the opposite airflow to eliminate a sandstorm blowing towards Base No. 6 without a trace.

After doing all this, Jiang Bing completed his daily mental training and started the next experiment in full swing.

Shifting his vision, Jiang Bing found an uninhabited town in the badlands. He skillfully stirred up a violent hurricane, easily destroying two long-abandoned buildings.

After doing this, Jiang Bing released his hand holding the skull, withdrew from the 'omniscient' perspective, rubbed his slightly swollen head, and made a simple assessment of the energy consumption of the series of actions just now.

Combining all the experimental data accumulated during this period, Jiang Bing was able to roughly estimate his own limits.

Before his body collapsed, with his current existence and strength, he should be able to stir up a violent storm that could destroy most of Night City.

Or create a terrifying tsunami in the ocean that is powerful enough to sweep inland and take away a few unlucky people at random.

There can be peace only if there is nuclear peace.

With this meteorological weapon, Jiang Bing finally had enough chips to gamble with other gamblers in this world.

After all, when people suspect you have weapons of mass destruction, you'd better actually have them.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Mrs. Martinez, who was yawning, came to find Jiang Bing.

"Boss, Dakota Smith introduced me to an agricultural expert who was born into a wandering family. He used to be from the Red Ochre family, but now he's working on his own. I've arranged for him to come over this afternoon. Remember to make time for an interview."

Jiang Bing brought back a large amount of soil and most of the crops that could be found on the island from the world of Tomb Raider, but he still lacked an agricultural expert.

Although Jiang Bing can handle it himself, considering the next plan that is about to be launched, someone else is still needed to take the lead.

Likewise, there is a lack of breeding experts who understand this world’s biotechnology.

Almost all of the dozen or so deer Jiang Bing brought back died.

Although replenishment can be done at any time, it is not wise to always rely on "imports".

Not to mention that this will take up a lot of Jiang Bing's time, even if he has time, Jiang Bing doesn't want [Anti-Entropy] to have any factors that are easily blocked in its future business.

After all, it is better to have it yourself than to have it from your parents, and the couple are still separated by their hands.

Therefore, we must recruit talents at all times.

…………

In the afternoon, under the watchful eye of Dolio (who was on guard duty today), a new generation Ranger drove to the gate of Base No. 6.

Duke Lawson obediently got out of the car under the aim of four automatic defense machine guns that looked very similar to those produced by Kangtao.

Anyway, with the armor of his car, once it is under concentrated fire, there is no difference between standing outside and sitting in the car.

"I'm here for an interview. Dakota Smith introduced me to you. She said you're hiring."

Although Dolio had received Gloria's instructions beforehand, she still strictly followed the security procedures step by step.

After being tossed around for a while, Duke finally met the boss of this recruitment.

He looked at the very young Jiang Bing in front of him, and then looked at Mrs. Martinez beside him.