Cyberpunk: 2075

The super skyscraper is located in the Watson District of Night City. As for this Watson District, Carl recalled it a little and the information about it emerged in his mind.

Watson District: Watson District used to be an industrial area, with skyscrapers, nightclubs, corporate buildings, top medical centers and prosperous food streets. It should have been the center of Night City until the financial crisis destroyed everything. Today, Watson District is the poorest neighborhood in the entire Night City. The two most vicious gangs, the Tiger Claw Gang and the Vortex Gang, are entrenched in the poor streets and alleys here.

NCPD Danger Level Assessment: Extremely Dangerous.

The full name of NCPD is ‘Night City Police Department’, which means Night City Police Department in translation. Obviously, the place where Carl is now is an extremely dangerous place even for the police.

It is generally considered good luck to come to such a place as soon as you cross over?

After all, for Carl, he is a little hungry now, and then there are several food stalls in front of him when he goes out. Looking at the signs, it is still the East Asian food he is familiar with.

It's only natural to think about it. After all, Carl is now in Little Chinatown.

[Little Chinatown was once an extension of the city center. It was planned as the second city center during the reconstruction of Night City. The company also developed this place. In the 1940s, a large number of East Asian immigrants, mainly Chinese, poured into this place, and it was named "Little Chinatown". However, as the Watson District was abandoned, it also became a poor area in Night City.]

Walking in front of the owner of the shop, Carl took a look at the damaged cushions with yellow-brown sponges exposed from them. His eyes swept over the greasy surface that even had some food residues. After searching for a while, he finally found a relatively clean seat to sit down.

There were other guests sitting on the other side of the food stall. The boss was busy preparing food for them. In between, he said to Carl: "The menus are all on the screen. Just tell me when you've made your choice."

Looking at the direction where the boss's greasy finger pointed, Carl found that the place where the table should have been had been replaced by a bright display screen. On the screen, a variety of foods were displayed with prices.

Judging from the appearance shown in the pictures, Carl had to say that the food on it looked very appetizing.

Unfortunately, he happened to know a lot of knowledge, and the moment he saw things, he already understood something.

In today's world, there are very few truly fresh organic foods and they are only available to the upper class. For example, the food from street stalls like this comes from protein farms and whole food factories. Artificial meat, hydroponic vegetables and synthetic spices are the mainstream foods consumed by people in Night City. As for these things, their raw materials are often some wriggling white worms and algae....

Of course, some informal food processing factories may also add some popular foods, but don't expect rats to be among them. In this era, even if rat meat is contaminated, it is a rare real meat that can be boasted to others about its taste, not to mention that rats are now rarer than corporate dogs wandering around on the road.

With pictures of insects such as worms and locusts flashing in his mind, Carl felt that he didn't need to accept it so extreme at the beginning, so he set his sights on vegetarianism.

Eating algae is not bad either.

He saw Chinese cold noodles. Judging from the pictures, this food looks the most vegetarian, although real cold noodles are basically made with chicken or beef soup.

The raw material for making noodles is very reassuring, it is still wheat. Of course, the reason why it is wheat instead of other strange things is that wheat is more affordable than other things.

In the United States, Petrochemical is the only company that is allowed to commercially grow genetically modified wheat. The genetically modified wheat they cultivate is a high-sugar grain that can produce CHOOH2 through catalysis and fermentation. CHOOH2 is a synthetic alcohol. In today's world, this synthetic alcohol is the most standard combustible fuel. Petrochemical and its subsidiaries have millions of acres (1 acre is approximately equal to 6 acres) of farmland in the United States where genetically modified wheat is planted. This wheat is often in surplus during the harvest, and this part of the excess wheat will be sold to food factories, or donated to poor countries in the name of "humanitarianism" for public relations.

Next to Night City, there is the land of Petrochemical, so Night City can have a steady supply of normal wheat to make pasta as food.

I heard that this genetically modified wheat tastes very delicious, but I don't know if it's true.

Carl looked at the price of this traditional Korean folk noodle, which is called Zhonghua, and found that it costs three euros.

Considering that this stall is located in a poor area and this is vegetarian noodles, this price should be compared with the poor price in other places. A meal costs three euros. It seems that the euro in this world is different from the euro in the previous life. It has been inflated for many years...

The previous three euros were equivalent to about 23 yuan in the currency of Carl's country, but now it feels that the value of the two is similar.

With new knowledge and information stored in his mind, Carl has adapted to this city.

"Boss, give me a Chinese cold noodle..."

But just when Carl took out the money and was about to ask the boss to give him a bowl of cold noodles to taste, an accident, or rather a daily routine in Night City, happened.

"Boom."

The boss's head exploded in the sound of a kinetic pistol bullet.

This is not an exaggeration, but the truth. Even the skull couldn't contain the red and white inside, and it exploded directly.

The unknown liquid splashed on Carl's face along with the splattered skull fragments. When Carl blinked to restore his vision that was blocked by the flowing blood, the headless corpse in front of him, who turned back halfway because of the shouting, had already collapsed to the ground.

"Fuck you Sixth Street Gang, you dare to run to our Vortex Gang's territory, let grandpa open your crotch!"

Amid the crazy shouting in the distance, Carl saw that the few people who were originally sitting opposite him had already hidden under the table of the stall. Their skillful movements and quick reactions were amazing.

Listening to the shouting and gunshots that continued to sound a hundred meters away, Carl took a second to understand what was going on.

Two gangs started a firefight, and the stall owner was accidentally hit by a stray bullet just now.

If the stray bullet just now hit me, my head would have been blown up.

This is really...

"How can people adapt to it."

Wipe the blood off his face, Carl has already grasped the pistol.

You can't even eat in peace, I fuck your whole family!