Cyberpunk: 2075

"I love the next life so much."

"Jack, this isn't the first time, is it?"

"You don't understand Karl. Isn't it a new life every time you come? Otherwise, how would you call it the next life?"

Emeric Bronson, the bodyguard at the door of the afterlife, watched the three members of Carl's team approach and said nothing.

Just silently got out of the way.

"Good evening, Emeric."

When Carl saw Emerick, he stopped talking to Jack and greeted the afterlife bodyguard whom he had only seen for a few seconds warmly.

"Good evening, KK."

Nodding, Emerick reached out and pushed open the door of the bar. Then, the familiar green light shone out, making several people's bodies green.

"It still smells like the underworld."

Shaking his head, Carl walked into the bar and sat down at the bar with Oliver and Jack.

Claire, the bartender in the next life, saw the three people sitting down, took the initiative to greet them, and smiled at them.

"What would you like to drink today?"

"Just three sodas, no drinking today.'

Jack said, and Claire, who didn't drink, understood something. She squinted her eyes slightly and showed an understanding smile: "Looking for a job?"

"You can't get drunk while waiting for work."

"Do you want me to help you tell me? With your reputation, I don't know how many people want to work with you, but there is no way. It is estimated that people from Shantou will come soon. I will pour soda water for you right away. Please ask for ice. ”

"Then do us a favor and say we're waiting for work. Three glasses of ice."

"Okay, please wait."

Claire said this and turned to the other side.

"Do you want to order something else? Water tastes like nothing if you drink it on empty water?"

Jack turned to look at Carl, and what he received was just a blank look from Carl.

"Come on, it's not like I don't know that there's nothing delicious in this place. I saw it when I came here last time. It's just vending machine food. I'd rather not eat those things."

"Master, your food requirements are still so high. If you were the person in charge of Whole Foods Factory, I doubt I would have to worry about eating weird stuff in Whole Foods Factory."

"Don't come here. Even if I were the person in charge, I wouldn't eat anything from Whole Foods."

Time passed quickly while Carl's team was chatting away. When Claire brought them three sodas back and forth, which made Oliver want to go to the toilet, someone approached them.

Judging from the appearance of the person who came, he was just a pretty ordinary company dog. After he approached Karl and the others, he didn't say anything more, so he came over and passed a message and a note.

"This is the number of a gentleman who has booked a mission with you in advance."

Carl watched the company dog ​​put down the note and leave after finishing speaking, thinking about the content of his words, "Did you book a task in advance?"

Are there people like this?

Just as he was thinking this, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was the figure of a middle-aged man with prosthetic eyes that glowed blue.

When your mission is over, I will contact you as soon as possible. ’

Carl was impressed by this blue-eyed man who mysteriously came up to Carl when the three of them were drinking in the Wild Wolf Bar, and told them that they were carrying out a mission commissioned by military technology to investigate the prosthetic King Kong.

At that time, I remember that I was confused about how he was going to contact me without even adding communication. Now it seems that it is not difficult for him to find me.

Jack also recalled the middle-aged blue-eyed man who acted mysteriously and spoke strangely. He stared at the note on the table and then looked at Karl:

"How do you describe this mission?"

"We happen to have no time for the mission right now. Let's take a look first. If there is a problem with the mission and there is no deposit yet, we will not accept it at worst. Although that guy seems to have some intelligence connections, his strange cooperation is not reassuring."

Karl said this, picked up the note on the table, and then called according to the communication number on it.

"drop."

Almost as soon as the communication was dialed, the communication was connected, as if the other party knew that Karl would call within this time and was waiting there.

"Hey, are you the one from before?"

"If you're referring to the middle-aged man with blue light in his prosthetic eyes who came to you in the Wolf Bar, that's me."

There is indeed a strange smell to his words, as if he is describing something from a very objective perspective.

"So, you know that we are free now, and you plan to discuss with us the long-term mission you mentioned before?"

"Yes, but before that mission, I believe that your trust in me has not reached the passing level. Therefore, we can carry out a basic cooperation to get familiar with each other to achieve a better trust foundation."

"It sounds like a middleman. What do you call it, and what do you mean by mission?"

Isn't it someone like Faraday?

When Karl was guessing this, the other party's voice had already come over along with documents and an amount of money.

"You can decide what you want to call me. The file has been transferred, and there is also a deposit. If you are willing to accept it and build a foundation of trust, you can collect it after reading it."

Although the way he spoke was strange and formal, he was very generous.

Looking at the deposit of 60,000, Carl became curious about what mission this guy would give.

"Can I send the file to my teammates?"

"Good partnership is the first step to a successful mission."

Meaning, it should be possible?

After talking to Oliver and Jack, Carl sent the file and opened it himself to read it.

Then, the key words attracted his attention.

Military technology, engineer Thomas Stan, wanderer, kidnapping...:

Military technology engineer, a man named Thomas Stan, was attacked by a group of wanderers called night ghosts outside the city while following the transport convoy. The entire transport convoy was hijacked, and he was the only one who survived, and he was also kidnapped. The biological monitoring could not find his trace. The blue-eyed middle-aged man hoped that Carl and his team could go to the bad land to find the trace of this group of wanderers and rescue Thomas Stan.

Someone from military technology?

Could it be that the blue-eyed middle-aged man is a member of military technology?

This can explain why he knew the information about the Cybertron and came to me after I completed the task, because he was an insider and could naturally get the news.

But.:

Carl felt something strange.

When he talked to the blue-eyed middle-aged man at that time, he showed an attitude that no secret could be hidden from him, whether it was Arasaka or military technology. In his words, there was also a kind of bland neutral condescending feeling. Could such a person be someone with military technology?

Hard to understand.

I don't understand.

Company affairs are troublesome.

But trouble always has its benefits..:

Carl looked at the amount of money written in the appendix by the blue-eyed man and stared.

The rewards for tasks related to the company are really so generous.

One, ten, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand....

One hundred and fifty thousand.

It's almost the same as the money for solving the former lieutenant James Norris.