The Creators: From Night City

Although the cost-effectiveness is not as good as directly replacing the arm, the incidence of cyberpsychosis can be significantly reduced.

In the real world, not everyone can be like V in the game, who can piece his arms together like building blocks as long as the prosthetic capacity is sufficient.

Moreover, everyone's carrying capacity for prosthetics is different. Big companies may have the technology to detect the carrying capacity of human prosthetics, but ordinary people certainly don't have access to it. Therefore, in the real world, everyone is very cautious in choosing prosthetic installation to avoid suffering from cyberpsychosis.

Except Jiang Bing.

Thanks to his increasing internal strength and the status of an "apprentice craftsman," Jiang Bing had long discovered that he seemed to be able to vaguely perceive the target's condition conceptually.

This feeling is very subtle. Although it cannot be seen or touched, as long as Jiang Bing puts a hand on the clients who come to see him, he can vaguely feel which parts of the body are not in harmony.

The feeling that cyberpsychosis gave Jiang Bing was that this feeling of disharmony spread from the key point where the prosthesis was installed to the surrounding areas, linked together, and finally permeated the body, making the whole person emit a stench of decay from the inside out.

This is the first-hand experience data Jiang Bing obtained after he disassembled a cyber psychopath who came to see a doctor but went crazy on the operating table into pieces.

However, although this electronic fiber bundle is not cost-effective, it was picked up for free after all. Jiang Bing still carefully disassembled it and placed it together with the gun barrel.

Next to it, there is a small incubator containing Qilushi's [Alert Type III] military-grade prosthetic eye.

This prosthetic eye is not accessible to ordinary people. Jiang Bing suspected that this group of scavengers might have picked up the body of a gang member or a marginal walker from the scene of the fight and dug it out from the corpse.

But no matter where it came from, it had already become his trophy. Jiang Bing accepted it without hesitation and prepared to add it to his own trump card.

The body was quickly torn into pieces in Jiang Bing's hands, and the small workbench was covered with bloodstains. If you add the body on the table, this place looks like a scavenger's nest.

Stuff the limp corpse and the scraps of meat that were simply cleaned out of the car into a waterproof body bag and throw it in the corner. On the way to work tomorrow, just throw it in a random garbage dump. No one in Night City would care about a body in a garbage dump.

Then Jiang Bing took a small spray bottle from the shelf on the wall and sprayed the liquid in the car and around the room.

The spray bottle contains a blood dissolving agent, which can effectively dissolve blood stains. It is called "PenPenJing" and is produced by biotechnology. It is openly displayed on the supermarket shelves in the household cleaning products area for people to buy.

As one of the companies closest to the final form of capital, its biotechnology products basically involve all aspects of society, and its product [PenPenJing] is surprisingly effective. Even the most stubborn blood stains can be removed with just a few gentle sprays. The blood will automatically degrade, and can be wiped away with just a few wipes.

It is said that this thing was almost sold out when it was first released in Night City, and BioTech earns a huge amount of euros from it every year.

Chapter 6 [Power]

After a simple cleaning, Jiang Bing held the gun barrel and electronic fiber bundle wrapped in subcutaneous armor in his left hand, and the incubator containing the prosthetic eye in his right hand, and pushed open the door of the basement with brute force.

The outside can only be regarded as a raw material processing room at best, and the basement is the real "workshop" of craftsman Jiang Bing.

Turning on the light, a figure in steel armor standing silently exudes a strong presence unscrupulously.

[Power]——The name of this exoskeleton combat armor.

Due to his own problem of being unable to install a prosthetic body, the clever Jiang Bing borrowed the idea of ​​a capitalist with a mustache, and used all the knowledge he had obtained by picking up and robbing to design this exoskeleton armor. He also put in all the technology and hard work he had on hand, piled up the materials, and finally got this violent machine to be used as a treasure chest.

[Power] The information of exoskeleton combat armor is as follows.

Height: 194CM

Weight: Net weight 187.3kg, fully loaded 311.6kg

Weapon I: [Lumberjack], a revolver-type assault machine gun located on the right arm of the exoskeleton, produced by [Apprentice Craftsman] Jiang Bing.

Weapon II: [Declaration], a giant chainsaw sword, with a matching backpack-mounted sword box (a revolving assault machine gun ammunition box with a 1200-round capacity), produced by [Apprentice Craftsman] Jiang Bing.

Weapon III: [Persuasion], a revolving folding projectile launcher with a capacity of 6 (6 high-explosive rounds already filled), located on the back of the left shoulder, produced by [Apprentice Craftsman] Jiang Bing.

Weapon IV: [Cold War], a retractable small hand shield, located on the left forearm, produced by [Apprentice Craftsman] Jiang Bing.

Overall frame: [Corpse], the main body is made of titanium alloy, equipped with small torque rotors at the joints, and equipped with two high-energy batteries for power.

External armor: polymer metal plates, hand-polished by [apprentice craftsmen].

Others: Head-up indicator - Arasaka bulletproof tactical eyepiece; Scanning equipment - long-range artificial eye; Ballistic coordinator - Zeiss Precision VI type intelligent optical sight (modified).

The entire exoskeleton armor is painted matte black. Thanks to Jiang Bing's exquisite craftsmanship, the overall shape of this war weapon, which looks more like armor than an exoskeleton, appears natural.

But that doesn't change the fact that it's just a pile of junk.

The Lumberjack revolver assault rifle is made up of a variety of firearm components and a small number of homemade parts. Previously, only five of the six barrels met the design standards. Although the last one was barely usable, it had to be scrapped if it could not fire a complete round. Only today did we find a qualified replacement.

[Announcement] The giant chainsaw sword is equipped with an alcohol-2 engine removed from a 'Razor III' motorcycle. After modification, the torque can barely keep up. Jiang Bing currently has no way to manufacture the single-molecule serrations of the chainsaw sword, so he dismantled the serrations of a dozen chainsaw machetes of the same model to assemble them. Because of this, Jiang Bing's small treasury has been greatly reduced.

[Persuasion] The revolving folding projectile launcher is modified from the classic [Assault] projectile prosthetic arm of military technology. The projectiles are also of the same type, and they are all common high-explosive bombs. Others like electromagnetic pulse bombs with special attack effects on machines are strictly controlled in Night City and cannot be obtained through conventional channels. They occasionally appear on the black market and are quickly bought out. However, because it is not used to replace the arm and there is no shape restriction, Jiang Bing has madly expanded the number of projectiles from the original 1 to 6.

[Cold War] The retractable small hand shield and the external armor are made of the same material. Jiang Bing cut the bulletproof body from the wreckage of a scrapped Beacon heavy truck next to the garbage dump, and then polished it by hand. At best, the hand shield is only several times thicker than the armor.

As for the core framework of the exoskeleton, [Corpse], its name says it all. It was assembled by Jiang Bing using various skeletal prostheses with the help of his position and the support of the scavengers. However, thanks to the chaos in Night City, putting together a complete set of prostheses that match the human skeleton is much simpler than imagined. There are still a lot of spare parts left for replacement. Can you believe it?

This work had been completed long ago, but Jiang Bing had always been as steady as an old dog. In any action, he tried his best to know himself and the enemy well so as to win every battle. Even a raid on a small scavenger stronghold required extensive reconnaissance.

So far, because there has been no situation requiring a frontal attack, this weapon of war has been waiting in the basement.

But it does not prevent Jiang Bing from continuing to upgrade it with various new components. After all, as the ultimate military support, the stronger it is, the better.

Among the items Jiang Bing brought down, the Qilusi [Alert Type III] military-grade prosthetic eye will be used to replace the long-range prosthetic eye also produced by Qilusi. After all, the other one is for civilian use and only has low-light night vision and 10x magnification functions, which is far inferior to the performance of the [Alert Type III] military-grade prosthetic eye, not to mention that the [Alert Type III] also has close-range cameras, traps, and personnel scanning functions.

However, for the sake of overall network protection security, Jiang Bing will remove the short-wave laser communication module of the [Alert Type III]. Although this will cause the artificial eye scanning function to lose the ability to penetrate obstacles, it can ensure the "purity" of the entire armor in terms of network attack and defense.

After all, although this armor has a basic power-assistance system, it is a purely mechanical structure. It mainly relies on the wearer's own strength to move, and does not require the assistance of a high-tech operating system at all.

As long as the only artificial eye that can communicate is destroyed, the entire armor will be a solid iron lump in the eyes of hackers.

Jiang Bing did not waste the military-grade optical shield removed from his artificial eye, and used it to replace the civilian version on his mask where his eyes would be.

The optical shield that comes with the prosthetic eye refers to a bulletproof lens implanted in the eye socket. It is a high-hardness firmware made of transparent material. It is not only bulletproof but also resistant to poison gas. Fighters and edge walkers with a little strength are basically equipped with it. The good ones can also filter strong light and weaken the effect of flash bombs.

As for the electronic fiber bundles, Jiang Bing plans to use their property of contraction when electrified, and simply modify them into an ammunition box to make a sword case, thereby increasing the speed of the chainsaw sword being unsheathed. After overclocking, he can even perform a cyber sword-drawing technique, although there is a high probability that all these electronic fiber bundles will be scrapped after one use.

Although the heavy subcutaneous armor cannot be implanted into the body, Jiang Bing plans to cut it up and embed it in his windbreaker. However, in order to ensure flexibility, he cannot embed it completely, so he can only cut it up first and give priority to the vital parts.

The unused part was simply made into a bulletproof vest, preparing to wear double armor. Anyway, for Jiang Bing's current physical condition, this weight is no different from wearing an extra layer of paper.

After all, the "Masked Demon" only needs to wear sophisticated equipment to kill everyone, but Jiang Bing, the back-end support team, apprentice craftsman, has a lot more to consider.

He was busy until dawn before completing the above transformation plan. Even though he had a body beyond that of an ordinary person, Jiang Bing couldn't help feeling a little tired at this moment.

Of course, this fatigue is only on the physical level, but after this high-intensity work in the middle of the night, the mental level is not only not sluggish, but also has a slight feeling of fullness after eating.

Dragging the heavy iron door and locking the basement, Jiang Bing squinted his eyes and walked up to the bedroom on the second floor. After closing the door, he turned around and climbed out of the window, then climbed into the attic through the window above.

Yes, the bedroom on the second floor is also a trap. After all, for someone as cunning as Jiang Bing, having three burrows is a basic requirement.

The small space in the attic had been renovated long ago, with all electrical appliances removed. There was only a blanket and two purely mechanical tools placed next to the pillow.

After a nap of less than two hours, Jiang Bing regained his energy. If he continued to grow stronger like this, Jiang Bing felt that he would soon be able to break free from the constraints of sleep and become a hard-working person who could work non-stop for 24 hours.

The following daytime passed quickly like a wild donkey that had broken free from its reins, as Jiang Bing repeated the activities of analyzing the prosthesis, learning new knowledge, and tinkering day after day.

In the evening, it was soon time for Jiang Bing to go out to work.

For some reason, in the minds of everyone in Night City, a black clinic like Jiang Bing's, which is located in a remote corner, will only open secretly after sunset when it is dark.

Little did they know that this was an extremely wrong idea. Jiang Bing's black clinic was located in a remote corner, almost out of the city, and the NCPD didn't bother to care. This place was so remote that there were not even many thugs from the Sixth Street Gang. The clinic basically only served the working people, and there was no publicity. It relied entirely on its solid reputation to survive. After the collapse of a few blind idiots, Jiang Bing believed that no one would make any comments no matter when he opened the door.

However, Jiang Bing, who refused to believe in evil, worked the day shift for a whole week and didn't get a single customer. He had no choice but to compromise and switch to the night shift.

When Jiang Bing drove out and just turned the corner, he saw the little girl named Haley from last night. She was carrying a pink backpack that was also covered with stains. Half of her body was buried in the garbage pile on the side of the road, rummaging through and picking up things.

Perhaps her behavior yesterday had worked. After hearing the car engine, she looked up from the garbage dump like a sharp kitten. After seeing through the car window that it was the big brother who gave her food yesterday, she finally did not run away in panic. Although she still kept a distance, she showed the smile that she should have at her age.

To be honest, because of the little girl's dirty collar and dark face, the smile looked very ugly to Jiang Bing, but for some reason, it made the sky of Night City, which had been gloomy for a long time, brighten up a bit.

Jiang Bing had no intention of going forward to communicate, but drove straight past and stopped the car next to Logan, who was half lying under the eaves basking in the moonlight, holding a 'needle' double-barreled shotgun.

Jiang Bing threw the crude prosthetic limb he had made in the afternoon out of the car window to the unemployed old farmer. Seeing the other party's puzzled expression, he climbed up the car window and drove away.

Whether it is simple or not depends on who you are talking about.

Although it was a work that Jiang Bingshun made using some scrap metal and artificial leather, compared with the homemade prosthesis on Logan's right leg, the two were worlds apart in terms of comfort and overall quality.

Chapter 7 The Beginning

night.

Accompanied by Anna, Lina came to this black clinic again.

Once is new, twice is familiar. The sex couple who revisited the old place were no longer as nervous as they were the day before.

This time, before I even knocked, the door of the clinic automatically slid open to the side.

The doctor who called himself a "craftsman" was sitting on the side of the prosthetic modification table, fiddling with the prosthetic arm in front of him.

The owner of the arm was a middle-aged man in his thirties, and his difficult life made his face look a little haggard.

"Just find a place to sit first. I'll be done in a moment." Jiang Bing said without raising his head.

But with years of experience in pleasure fields, Lina keenly sensed that the doctor seemed very happy today.

"Who cares?" Lina thought, taking the opportunity to examine the doctor's level.

"Smooth and flowing"

Anyone who sees Jiang Bing's treatment process will have this thought.

In Lina's eyes, unlike the prosthetic doctors she had seen in other places in Night City before, the doctor in front of her did not use any surgical auxiliary equipment. He only relied on a pair of flesh hands that seemed to have not undergone any modification to make various tools dance in his hands.

When he cut, he seemed to have everything planned out, and all kinds of delicate movements came naturally to him. It seemed that he did not need to think at all while performing the operation, and he completed the operation in a flash.

Even though Lina was an outsider, she realized belatedly that the doctor in front of her must have extremely advanced skills, at least six or seven levels high.

Jiang Bing put the tools back in place and turned to look at the patient. "Alright, the drive shaft at the joint is badly worn. I've replaced it with a second-hand one that works. I can tell you've been working a lot of overtime lately. The damage is caused by frequently lifting heavy objects."

The man stretched his arms and sighed tiredly, "There's nothing I can do. The bosses are pushing us to meet the deadline like crazy, and it's getting everyone overwhelmed. Even the foreman is paying out of his own pocket to provide us with stimulants. What can I do? I have to make a living."

"Hmm~"

Jiang Bing responded calmly, this situation was already commonplace.

After making sure his arm had regained its flexibility and the blockage was gone, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How much is it, doctor?"

"Just give me 320 euros. The drive shaft was kindly sponsored by someone."

The price was a bargain, and the man happily paid and left.

After glancing at the display board that was double-time as an e-wallet and seeing that 320 euros had been deposited into the account, Jiang Bing turned around and greeted the sex doll that had come yesterday.

"It's your turn, lie down."

"Has anything changed from yesterday to now?"

"No, it's just missing the vibration function, so I lost a lot of money on today's orders."

Jiang Bing criticized the bad habit of debauchery in Night City in his heart, while finding a rotor that met his requirements from the storage box nearby.

"I'll fix it for you right away."

But before the operation began, the data board placed nearby suddenly lit up again, indicating that there was incoming news.

In 2076, some wealthy people have already eliminated their mobile phones and replaced them with more advanced brain-computer and holographic communications, which are more convenient and diverse in functions. However, Jiang Bing, who does not have a brain-computer interface installed, cannot take this express train and can only pick up his mobile phone again. For security reasons, he cannot use terminals produced by major companies and can only use the devices he assembled to communicate with others on a daily basis.

Although it only has the functions of text messaging and holographic communication, or serving as a wallet for payment, these functions are basically sufficient.

During work, Jiang Bing generally does not reply unless the information is particularly important.

But it just so happened that the sender of today's email was Jiang Bing's key focus.

The person who sent the letter was a black market merchant named "Matthias", who lived in Niuniu Street and was one of Jiang Bing's many suppliers. He was not very powerful, but he had many channels to deal with illegal Mewtwo.

[Hey, Sable, you're really lucky today. I suggest you buy a ticket to the Dead Man's Lotto. There's a new Mewtwo today that perfectly meets all the requirements you mentioned.]

[Military background, Sian Westin prosthetics, and a fucking cyber-psycho who kills everyone he sees. Exactly what you requested. Fantastic. When can I pick it up?]

All the words put together made Jiang Bing stunned. After thinking for a while, he remembered that this should be the version of Black Mewtwo that David bought at the beginning in Cyberpunk Edgewalker.

After replying "I'll go in the next two days", Jiang Bing closed the call box.

Jiang Bing gestured to wait a moment and used the data board to call up the broadcast details of News Channel 54 today. Sure enough, he found the news that a cyber psychopath named James Norris was killing people in the company square. At the same time, the news also mentioned that the military-grade Sian Westin installed on the cyber psychopath had been lost.

This news indicates that what happens next will head straight towards a plot that Jiang Bing is familiar with.

Of course, this was without his involvement.

Will Jiang Bing intervene?

This is natural.

If you want to achieve your goal of changing the world, it is undoubtedly impossible to do it alone.

After all, only ideas can influence ideas; only systems can change systems; and correspondingly, only companies can eliminate companies.