Cyberpunk: 2075

"You'd better not let me know your true identity. If I catch you, I'll slap you in the face."

Carl was very dissatisfied with the evaluation of the editor of Mewtwo that classified him as a cyber psychopath.

He was really looked down upon. He actually thought I was a cyber psychopath. Can a cyber psychopath be as rational as me?

He was a polite person who would say "goodbye" in his mouth or in his heart after defeating his opponent. There were few people in the whole Night City who were as polite as him. This was certified by Old Wei.

This was clearly slander....

After watching the first Mewtwo with a little depression, the second Mewtwo did not make Carl's depression continue.

Because the person who was evaluated as a cyber psychopath in the second material was the recorder, not him.

'This is much more normal. '

Feeling the feelings of the object of this Mewtwo recording, a cyber psychopath wielding a mantis knife, and silently memorizing his instinctive sword-using skills in madness, Carl felt that this was worth it.

It cost 510 euros in total. If I didn't learn anything, it would be a big loss.

Actually, there are things to learn from the last Mewtwo, such as the operation method of the rocket launcher, but Carl will not touch Mewtwo for the second time in a short time.

With more hatred accumulated, if he meets the Mewtwo editor, Carl may not be able to control himself and want to hang him up and beat him.

After watching the Mewtwo of Cyber ​​Psycho, Carl watched the whole second season of Mewtwo of Trauma Team several times. After watching these and memorizing the skills in them in his mind, it was already dark.

He looked at the communication, and Oliver and Jack didn't send him a message... Oh, it's not accurate to say that there was no information. It should be said that no important information was sent. They just took a picture of the table and sent it to Carl.

'There are Japanese restaurants and Chinese restaurants. '

It's good.

Carl looked at the time. It was 4:04 in the afternoon. He slept until almost noon and got up. Then he went to the Mewtwo store to buy Mewtwo at noon. After coming back, he kept reading until now. He didn't eat lunch or dinner. He was a little hungry now.

Glancing at the vending machine in the room, Carl saw the picture of the burrito displayed on the vending machine and thought he should go out to eat.

Soft burritos that you suck and squeeze to add seasoning, no matter how you think about it, are too outrageous.

Picking up the letter, Carl went out and checked the visitor records upstairs. After confirming that no one was looking for him, he took the elevator down to the first floor.

The NCPD left a phone number, but they didn't send a reward. Even if he wanted to build a relationship with them and ask them to check the personnel information after getting familiar with them, it didn't work. He didn't know when he would have the opportunity to deal with the second cyberpsychopath.

After ordering a meal at the delicious restaurant in the city center, Carl's communication suddenly rang before he ate.

He picked it up and saw that it was from Mann.

Didn't Mann have to carry out some mission tonight, and wasn't the hacker named Sasha in charge of contacting him?

Carl was a little confused, but he didn't slow down. He answered the call as he walked out of the restaurant.

"Mann, what's the matter..."

Before Carl finished speaking, Mann's anxious words came from the other end of the communication.

"Carl, where are you? In the city center!?"

Mann's voice was very urgent. Carl could still hear faint panting and footsteps. He seemed to be running fast.

"I'm in the city center. What happened?"

"You're in the city center?! Carl, great, go to the biotechnology company to help Sasha, please, today Sasha went to steal the information of the biotechnology company's Night City branch. It was going well, but I don't know why she suddenly hung up the call. Maybe something unexpected happened!"

The call was hung up, biotechnology.

"I know."

No need to say more, the goal is clear, the situation is clear, then you can do it.

The headquarters of the Biotech branch in Night City, Carl remembered, was nearby. If he ran all the way there, it would take at most one minute.

Although he didn't know what Sasha had encountered, since she was a hacker who would cooperate in the next mission, she had to be saved.

Carl was very fast. He arrived at the Biotech company twenty seconds earlier than the expected one minute. When he arrived at the high-rise building, he happened to see a figure breaking out of the window of the Biotech company building and falling from the high floor.

The black-haired figure.

It was Sasha.

Carl had just received the information this morning, and he still recognized Sasha.

He quickened his pace, and Carl's panting suddenly stopped a little, and then time quietly slowed down.

'This feeling...'

It's not that someone used Sian Westin, but that I took the initiative to catch up with this feeling?

I have mastered a new skill.

After changing the access warehouse, my ability to cheat seems to have improved a lot.

Carl's movements were also slow during the time he felt slow, but he used this slowness to adjust his posture in subtle places and determine where Sasha would land from a high altitude.

In the end, she would fall onto a car.

Falling from a floor of nearly 20 meters, even with a car as a buffer, was still too much of a stretch.

With his eyes rolling, Carl recalled the records of falling from the air in his memory.

In 1971, a Peruvian National Airlines flight was struck by lightning and disintegrated at 3,000 meters in the air. Fifteen people lost their lives in the fall. Among the survivors, there was a 17-year-old girl named Julian Koepke. She fell from a high altitude and survived with the cushioning of the aircraft chair and tree leaves. The only injuries she suffered were swollen eyes, tibia fractures, and severe anterior cruciate ligament damage....

When a person has enough cushioning, it is possible to survive even if he falls from a high altitude.

What cushioning?

Airplane chair, seat...

Carl thought of it.

Single molecular wires popped out from his wrists.

Carl stepped slowly to the side of the vehicle that Sasha was going to hit, jumped up, and then waved his hands. In the slow time that only he could feel, he used the single molecular wires that popped out of his hands to cut and open the roof of the car where Sasha fell.

There is a difference between hitting iron directly and hitting a soft seat.

Along with this thought, Carl threw out his coat and laid it flat on the gap in the roof.

‘I don’t know how much use it can have, but I have done my best. Whether you can survive depends on yourself. ’

‘Plop!’

Sasha’s body fell heavily into the vehicle.