2077: V really knows how awesome he is

Incidentally, the two golems, [Sonic Blast] and [Reboot Eye], were created by V himself. The blueprints he found in his previous life were completely preserved in his memory, and both are of Immortal quality.

Looking at the fallen security robot, V trembled as she sat down in her boss's chair. She tried to stop trembling, but she couldn't.

This wasn't fear, but excitement.

She regained the power to fight, even if it was less than one percent of what she had before. But power is power, and having it or not makes a world of difference.

Now many operations can be performed.

V was eager to try; she had been silent for a long time and needed to vent.

She was a mercenary, her hands stained with blood, and she was used to being covered in wounds. Even when her absurdity made her laugh, only in battle did she feel a long-lost sense of freedom.

I'm fucking hopeless!

V poured himself a glass of wine and downed it in one gulp. His throat and stomach burned, but his mind calmed down.

No, it's not time to be complacent. My strength is still too weak. Exposing myself too early will only bring unnecessary danger, which would be extremely foolish.

V decided to remain hidden in the shadows. She was no longer the impetuous young woman she once was. She would quietly accumulate strength until she had enough before making a name for herself.

Thinking this, V poured another glass, but didn't drink it.

Drinking alone was too lonely, and she suddenly thought of Sasha.

What is that rainbow cat doing? Is the mission going well?

Without realizing it, V turned her gaze to the biotechnology building outside the window.

Chapter 10 Jump, I'll catch you

The Next Life Bar is a gathering place for top mercenaries in Night City.

The bar's interior is futuristic, with metallic walls and floors complemented by neon lights, creating a unique atmosphere. The music is deafening, and people dance wildly on the dance floor, releasing stress and passion.

In a corner of the bar, a group of people were raising their glasses in celebration. They had just completed a challenging task, their faces beaming with the joy of victory. They patted each other on the shoulder, laughed loudly, and shared their stories and experiences.

In another corner, a solitary figure sat silently drinking at the bar. Not long ago, he had lost everything: mission failed, teammates died, leaving him alone to navigate the noisy world.

Sorrow and joy are separated by just one booth, yet it feels like an entire world apart.

Inside the private box, Sasha was with her teammates.

Mann is the squad leader, tall and strong, with a highly modified cybernetic body.

Dorothy was a similarly robust woman and also Mann's lover.

The last person was a little girl with green hair and pigtails named Rebecca.

Sasha suddenly yawned.

Rebecca chuckled and teased in her croaky voice, "It's only a few o'clock and you're already sleepy, Sasha. Did you reward yourself with another restricted-level Mewtwo?"

"Get lost," Sasha denied with a smirk. "I'm not interested in fake tricks."

"What's so great about reality? Dream movies are the real deal. I'll lend you a few of my treasured movies later; I guarantee they'll open the door to a whole new world for you."

Rebecca wanted to continue preaching, but Mann interrupted her.

This rugged man possessed a heart completely contrary to his appearance. He asked Sasha, "Are you really okay? Should we cancel tonight's mission?"

"It's nothing, I've just been waking up early a lot lately and haven't been getting enough sleep." Sasha smiled and shook her head, downing her drink in one gulp. Then she picked up her small handbag and stood up. "I'm off. The sooner we get to this, the sooner we can finish. I have to report to Arasaka Tower tomorrow morning."

"be careful."

Sasha walked down the street, heading towards the company square.

The journey wasn't short, but Sasha didn't want to drive.

Because she loves watching the colorful night.

She would occasionally stop to appreciate the flashing neon signs on the street. What others saw as repetitive and uninteresting advertisements, she found to be a breathtakingly beautiful sight, a vision of light and dreams.

Night City is not lacking in beauty; it only lacks eyes that can see it.

Sasha stopped, and then Sasha discovered beauty.

Since her mother passed away, Sasha has decided to live each day happily.

The pink cat arrived in front of the biotechnology building.

Thanks to the program she had left behind, she easily hacked open the door. Having been there before, she skillfully evaded the security robots, hacked the surveillance cameras, gained elevator access, and made her way to the executive office on the 66th floor.

"EASY".

Sasha smiled, took off her coat and draped it over the back of the chair, then pulled out her personal data cable from her wrist and connected it to her computer.

In an instant, a data fortress composed of 0s and 1s rushed towards her, and Sasha swam through it like an elf, searching for her goal.

"Keep it up, Sasha, the jammer won't work forever," Mann's message came through.

"Don't worry, I'm always efficient. This time, with the backdoor I left before, it'll be a piece of cake. Alright, found it." Sasha was overjoyed: "Start transmitting data."

"The information is in hand. Well done. Let's get out of here before we get caught red-handed."

Hey, needless to say, Mann just loves to nag.

Sasha complained inwardly, but the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up. To be honest, she didn't dislike this kind of concern; in fact, she liked it a little.

This deal will earn me a lot of money. Mann's prosthetic body has high maintenance costs, so I can relax for a while now.

Thinking this, Sasha was about to unplug her personal terminal when she turned her head and saw a familiar word in the biotechnology data fortress.

Confidential document: SECURICIEN.

Memories flooded back instantly.

A white hospital room, a mother in a coma, and a medicine bottle with the words "Safety Relief" printed on it.

Isn't this the medicine Mom was taking? During the last days when she fell into a coma, I personally fed her this medicine every day.

The memory stopped, and Sasha opened her eyes.

She looked at the words "Safety Spirit," knowing that time was tight and that she shouldn't be curious, but she hesitated and wavered, yet with unwavering determination, she reached out and clicked on the file.

The document is short, consisting of only a few lines.

But it was enough to bring Sasha to tears.

Lies don't hurt, truth is the knife.

At that moment, the illusion that Sasha had been trying so hard to maintain shattered, and the real world once again appeared before her, bloodied and raw.

The tears stopped not because the sadness had subsided, but because the tears had long since dried up.

Sasha was more serious than ever before. She began downloading and sending data to News 54. She wanted everyone to know the truth and expose the company's ugly side to the public!

She wants revenge!

Revenge! ...

Even if it costs me my life, I'm willing to do it!

“The jammer is out of order! Sasha, get out of there quickly, we’ve already got what we were looking for!” Mann sent another message.

“You know what? Mann, Night City isn’t beautiful at all. Everyone’s face is covered in blood, but they pretend they don’t feel the pain. It’s like that everywhere you look.”

"What are you saying, Sasha? Run! Please, run!"

"Feel sorry."

Communication is interrupted.

Sasha snapped the communicator off and said with a laugh, "Now I understand why some people would use their broken bodies to become flames."

Hurried footsteps came from outside the door; it was the security robot unit.

Sasha glanced at the screen; the transfer progress was only 14%.

"Come on, I'm not afraid of anything anymore."

Sasha's personal data cable was connected to the computer. She took out the Liz pistol with one hand and huddled under the desk, waiting for the story to end.

With all the actors in place, the performance began.

As four security robots blasted open the door, a fierce barrage of firepower immediately poured onto the desk.

It was still a Comto robot, efficient, tenacious, precise, and meticulous, but a pulse grenade was thrown from behind the desk and exploded suddenly in mid-air.

"Fuck!"

Sparks flew like whips, instantly disabling two security robots. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sasha leaped out like a mother cat poised to pounce, her sharp claws snapping out and piercing the head of one of the robots.

One left!

Sasha gasped for breath, her lungs ached terribly, her heart pounded, and every bone, muscle, and prosthetic in her body was screaming for help, but she couldn't stop.

She no longer wanted to live in a dream; she had a reason to fight!

The last security robot turned its gun, and HJSH-18 bullets poured out.

Sasha gritted her teeth, quickly did several backflips to dodge the bullets, and then leaped high into the air.

In mid-air, she pulled out Liz.

Aim, fire.

boom! boom! boom!

Time seemed to slow down.

Bullets flew through the air, crisscrossing each other, accompanied by fire and light, like stars falling from the sky to earth.

puff!puff!puff!

Liz's bullets struck the security robot, one, two, three, sparks flying.

Unable to penetrate armor!

Even though Sasha hit the target, even though she had tried her best, she was too weak and could do nothing.

One bullet struck Sasha, followed by more.

The young girl burst into a bloody flower in the air as the bullet pierced her body and struck the floor-to-ceiling window behind her. Driven by kinetic energy, the girl crashed through the glass.

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Sasha took one last look at the computer screen; the progress was only 78%.

I'm sorry, Mom. I'm not strong enough, and I've let you down again.

The girl began to fall.

She saw the night sky, the bright moon, the stars, and the city of night constantly passing before her eyes.

Then, she saw V.

Hallucination?

Not!

V opened the hatch of the airship and caught the girl as she fell.

"Although I'm not really in a position to criticize you, making such a fuss over something as simple as stealing something shows how sloppy you guys are."

“V?!” Sasha’s eyes widened. “How did you get here?”

“You guys are fighting so fiercely over here, it’s hard for me not to see it.” V pointed in the direction of Arasaka Tower: “After all, I don’t live far away.”

Da da da!

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet struck the hovercar, creating countless sparks.

V glanced at the security robot firing by the window, his eyes flashed blue, and with a hiss, a puff of black smoke came out of the robot's head, and it fell headfirst out of the window.

"You did this?" Sasha was incredibly surprised. Just a day ago, V was a complete newbie who couldn't even hack into anything.

"It's just an upgrade, no need to make a fuss." V didn't explain much: "Let's go, you're badly injured, I'll take you to the hospital."

But Sasha grabbed V's arm: "No, I still have things to do. Take me back."

V was a little confused: "Going this far for a mission? Are mercenaries in 2076 really this dedicated?"

"It wasn't for the mission, it was...it was for my mother."