Cyberpunk: 2075

When he arrived at the door, Carl received the personnel distribution map sent by Oliver on the team channel.

Oliver, who was overlooking the entire camp from a high place, could clearly see all the movements of the Night Walkers.

"Karl, you came just in time. Forty meters in front of you, behind a brown modified Hera,

I was hiding from the four people who were supposed to be the leaders and got rid of them. They were very vigilant and equipped with some kind of equipment that might be electromagnetic interference. After my scope penetrated the bunker, I couldn't see their specific positions clearly. It wasn't very clear. Easy to solve. "

"Is there no way to aim at Hera's engine and blow it up with a single shot?'

"I tried it on the last car. They reacted very quickly. The engine didn't detonate immediately after being hit. They all ran away during this time. I wouldn't be able to catch up with their movements without driving the Sian Westan."

"If you can't catch up with their movements, it's not like they have a Krenzikov on their hands."

"Who knows."

Krenzikov is not a particularly rare prosthetic body. There are countless people who wear it in street gangs. But in a place with a harsh environment and dusty sky like Badland, it is impossible to install such a sophisticated prosthetic body. What's wrong?

But whatever people like to pretend to do, obviously has nothing to do with Karl.

Time slowed down.

Amidst the hail of bullets, Carl stepped forward.

The body walks through the bullets, stepping on the sand and dust,

Looking at the bullets flying around him, Karl felt that every part of his body was telling "pleasure".

It's just that the speed of reaction and muscle movement of the whole body is accelerated.::. It's as if the time has been mastered.

It’s no wonder that many people are addicted to the transformation of prosthetic bodies. This sense of power and control that the original body cannot bring may also be the cause of some kind of cyberpsychosis?

Karl didn't actually understand the principles of Si'an Westan very well, but in his thinking, the principles of Si'an Westan's were probably similar to those of fish.

When Carl was young, when he was watching other children fishing by the creek, he would often see this scene. The hand Mingming stretched out was less than two centimeters away from the small fish in the creek. They were the ones who stretched out their hands first, but after When he came back to his senses, in the water waves, the fish had moved instantly, reaching another place where the fingers touched and continuing to swim. The gesture of swinging its tail easily was like a child's reaching out at the last moment. It had never happened at all. generally.

The reaction and action that broke out in that moment were so fast that humans could not touch it, so Carl was wondering whether the principle in this aspect was imitated like a fish, with actions and reaction speeds far exceeding that of humans. The biological creature allows Si'an Westan to replace the missing part of human beings, so that humans can achieve that kind of action and reaction speed, just like fish, they can swim freely in the slow river of time and avoid it easily. The fingers of slow-moving children.

Thinking too much.

In slow time, Karl, who had crossed twenty meters and arrived among the night wandering ghosts, shook his head slightly.

I am not the protagonist of the time-pause series. Those people are talking to themselves and thinking about random things because time is paused. I am the one who is slowing down. I only think so much. Could it be that time has slowed down? , are all people like this, thinking that they are beyond human beings?

I don't want to become a non-human being holding a steamroller.

Trying to suppress the messy thoughts that popped up in his heart, Karl felt that it might be that his nervous reaction had accelerated, causing his thinking to become more active, but at least he was in the right place.

Carl felt the tingling sensation in his nerves and body, and when he stopped, where he reached,

It is twenty-four meters from the starting point.

I can hold on a little longer, but this is almost the limit.

Time continued to rush through the long river at a normal speed, and Karl raised his hands among the crowd of night ghosts.

In the wrist, the single molecular line has lit up with the completion of charging.

"call."

"This guy is!!"

The six night wanderers around where Carl stopped looked at the stranger who appeared among them, their pupils shrank, but before they could react, the single molecular line had already crossed.

Swinging in the light that flickered in the air, Karl retracted the single molecular line and stepped forward.

"Sorry, just stopping by."

"Ahhhhh!!!"

The one who could scream in terror was naturally not the night wandering ghost who had split into twelve pieces and fell to the ground.

For Carl, who appeared in the middle of their crowd and killed six of them in one fell swoop, the Nightwanderers showed their qualities as an outcast gang of Badlanders.

"Everyone has been killed. We are no match. Help!" "Run, drive, and leave quickly!!"

They turned and ran.

It may not be a rout like the birds and beasts dispersed. At least on the way, these night wandering ghosts still showed basic qualities. They knew how to go to the vehicle area, drove away with weapons, and were accompanied by Carl's night wandering around. After the ghosts fled, the remaining night wandering ghosts obviously had no intention of being a backstop for others.

Each of them knows the other person's character very well, and they don't expect them to stay and stop them, so they all just want to run faster than others.

The advantages are overwhelming, and the disadvantages disappear in a hurry...:

Well, not even a street hustler.

Sure enough, the master of Night City is the master, and there is still a gap between the level and the outside world.

Things went more smoothly than anyone in Carl's team had expected. According to Oliver's idea, they had to at least cause more than half of the casualties to the Night Walkers and kill all of their leader's people before they would think of running away. This was also the reason why Oliver wanted Carl to kill their leader. As a result, who would have thought that Carl rushed into the crowd and killed six people, and then they were all killed.

"This would be shot in the Six Street Gang!"

Oliver put away the cat and horse. He was not a murderer. He would chase and kill people if they ran away. That was about it.

"What a pity. I wanted to test the quality of the four leaders."

Carl looked at the four figures running fast: "But it seems that they really have Krenzikov installed. I saw a person's back with obvious traces of Krenzikov installed. I don't know how they found a powerful prosthetic doctor to repair it in this evil land."

"Maybe there is a force behind the scenes to help? Otherwise, how can the military technology convoy be hijacked by these guys? It's too outrageous."

As Oliver's voice fell, Carl called in.

The person who called... . . .

It was Blanca.