Cyberpunk: 2075

"Good morning, Night City! Yesterday's Dead Man Lottery only saw four people die in each neighborhood. I don't think anyone has thought of this number. I don't know how many people lost their money with their pants in the air. You all need to take good care of yourself." Thank you to the NCPD officers. If they hadn't stopped you from getting rich while eating donuts and firing pistols, no less than twenty people would have died yesterday.

The Watson Uzumaki Gang made a fuss again in the Kabuki District yesterday. These psychopaths who are addicted to transformation don't know when they can stay peacefully for even a second. Heywood's Valentino Gang seems to be in trouble. They don’t even celebrate their traditional holiday, Day of the Dead, with their pants held up. We have to wander around the streets. This day is really endless. Well, Taiping Prefecture is still Taiping Prefecture. I think the city hall should give them awards to celebrate this is another day of peace. In short, I am your ironclad Brother Stan, join me and start a new day in Dream Night City. "

The noisy sound made Karl wake up.

"Damn...my head hurts."

Karl, who felt like he was leaning on a wall, opened his eyes, but felt that in front of his blurred eyes, there were colorful flowers, and various colors impacted his eyes. The stimulation he received when he opened his eyes was more than when he closed his eyes. Sour and refreshing.

"The GG card is so bright that it's dazzling..."

After his brain was stunned to accept the information received as his eyes gradually became clearer, Karl found himself lying in a smelly high-rise apartment garbage dump, looking through the guardrail of less than 1.2 meters. View from the apartment building patio.

The GG card, which wanted to fill every gap, crowded every place, and only hated that its brilliance was not bright enough, flashed with brilliance, reflecting a vague and somewhat psychedelic color in front of Karl.

Feeling uncomfortable all over his body, Karl managed to support his sore body and stood up from the smelly garbage pile and looked around.

The corridor of this apartment building is about a hundred meters long. A group of weirdly dressed, futuristic guys stood in twos and threes in various places in the corridor talking. No one paid attention to Karl in the trash.

"What's this all about?"

Feeling that the confusion in his head had dissipated a little, Karl tried to recall his last moments of consciousness before fainting.

Carl, whose surname is Ka and Er. As a man with the extremely rare surname Ka, Carl’s life is ordinary. Apart from his pretty good looks and his fondness for playing games, there is nothing worth mentioning. In memory, he seems to I was watching a gameplay demonstration video of a game....

Then what?

The memory was fragmented here, and the last impression he had was that he was watching the video.

‘What are you doing? ’

Thinking back to the gameplay demonstration video called 'Cyberpunk 2077' that he watched repeatedly in his memory, Karl was suddenly stunned.

Because the last fragmented scene in his memory was exactly the same as the scene in front of him.

Isn’t this super skyscraper the apartment where the protagonist V lives in the demo video?

At this time, Karl took a serious look at the group of strangely dressed guys. He had only glanced at them briefly and thought they were dressed strangely, but now he looked carefully and saw that the messy things on those people were not prosthetic bodies. !

What is a prosthetic body? It is something similar to a prosthetic limb. It is a future biological and medical technology that appears in science fiction literary and artistic works. Its essence is to replace the human body's faulty or too fragile body with mechanical, bionic body, etc. to replace it.

Are these things real?

Karl glanced at a passing apartment resident, and after his eyes moved down to the area between the other person's legs, to be precise, it should be the crotch, he immediately believed that he had traveled through time.

As for why.

Because it’s shining!

Damn, that guy’s underside is glowing and changing color. Is this some kind of LGBT-style rainbow? !

As far as Karl knew, such an exciting thing had never been seen by him at least in the country where he lived.

Inexplicably, I came to a place that was exactly the same as in the video, and I also saw this shocking scene... Oh, this is not a description, because the guy with the light underneath was really shaking. Shrugging, Karl was referring to his shoulders. This guy looked like he was suffering from epilepsy. His lower body was glowing and his body was shaking and swaying.

Karl, who was standing in the garbage heap, did not block the path of the Luminous Man, so he shook his body and walked over. After he walked away, Karl also left the garbage heap, trying to find the last glimmer of hope in his heart. This was not a real affirmation, but when he stood by the guardrail and looked above the patio, a floating car just passed by in the sky.

"Okay, accept it."

He patted his cheek with his dirty hands without disdain. Karl finally understood his time travel.

Although some concept vehicles called floating vehicles were developed in his original world, there was no comparison between those things and the vehicles that Carl saw now, which were traveling at extremely fast speeds from the sky. The technological gap between them can no longer be filled in a few years. What else can he do if things are like this?

At least the place he traveled through was the cyberpunk world that he was already familiar with, rather than some dark 40K universe. He didn't need to howl like a bastard who had his toes stepped on.

Karl stood by the guardrail and waited for a while, but did not hear any system prompts. It seemed that he was alone in his journey through time, and there was no system to chat with.

Then could he be a soul traveler, and give some memories of his original body?

When he thought so, a reckless apartment resident opened his crotch and urinated not far from Karl. Karl really saw his reflection in the strange-colored liquid.

Oops, it was wearing.

But it seemed that it was not completely.

Staring at himself who looked only about 18 or 19 years old in the reflection, Karl still remembered that he was 24 years old.

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Ignoring the person next to him who was groggy after peeing and almost fell headfirst into the liquid in his body, Karl strolled in the apartment building, wanting to know the current year.

As for the date, he knew it when he heard Stanley, the announcer of Night City, in his half-awake state, because the announcer mentioned the Day of the Dead. According to Carl's memory, it was a festival similar to the Chinese Ghost Festival in Mexico, and the celebration time was November 1st or 2nd. According to that, today should be November 2nd or 3rd.

As for why Carl knew it, it was because he had seen an animation called "Coco", and the inspiration of the animation came from the Day of the Dead.

After walking a few steps, Carl got the information he wanted.

Among the GG cards changing in the corridor, one GG card marked the date.

It was a GG that promoted the Dead Lotto, and the date written on it was...

November 3, 2075.

It was actually 2075....

I have no idea what happened.

Just as Carl was thinking this, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have a golden finger.

These words and the previous notices were not in the language and words he was familiar with, so why could he understand them all?