Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

It was wider than Tommy imagined, with two walls covered by huge screens, the images playing inside filled with data, lines, rotating charts and a brain made of amber lines with the label next to it: 42.2926%;

The ceiling is made up of dense honeycomb-shaped light-diffusion panels. Bright white light spreads through the light-diffusion panels and fills the room. There is a rectangular silver-white object in the center. Its surface starts to curve from the middle. From a distance, it looks like A coffin.

Tommy walked to the coffin, and a narrow operating platform rose from the ground, just at a height that was convenient for him to reach. The display on the side of the console glowed red, reminding him that he needed to proceed to the next step.

Plug me into the interface on the console. Ellie's voice came from the speaker in the room.

Tommy passed the security verification under her instructions, and then inserted the data chip into the console. The red light on the display screen turned into green light, and the prompt word also changed into Continue.

When he wanted to press the button, he found that there was a row of buttons below Continue, one of which was labeled: Open hatch cover.

What could be inside? His fingers unconsciously moved towards the button below.

Stop! Ellie interrupted loudly with a panic tone.

Tommy's fingers paused. I just--

No! Don't look!

Not allowed to look? Tommy's curiosity was tormenting him like roundworms in his stomach, What's inside?

Ellie was silent for a full second before reluctantly saying: .My body.

Tommy couldn't help but laugh, We are friends, right? What's not to see?

No, that's not possible. Ellie's tone was very shy, That, that. There is very little fabric on the clothes. And the nosebleeds will flow all over the face during the nerve matrix collection process. In short, I won't show it to you! goat!

Very little fabric?

Tommy subconsciously scratched his chin, It doesn't matter, I don't think you are ugly, just take a look.

Huh? Are you asking for a beating?! Ellie scolded, She is a beautiful girl! The kind with fair skin and beauty! No matter in front of her or behind her, she is a beautiful girl!

When Tommy heard this, he was even more curious about her identity and appearance, and felt as if a cat was scratching his heart.

You're not allowed to look anyway! Move quickly! Do you want to wait for the Covenant cruiser to blow us to ashes?

Tommy shrugged and pressed the continue button.

The crackling sound of mechanical work and electric current came from the incubation cabin. The progress bar on the display screen on his right began to change, and one side showed: It is expected to end in twenty-five minutes.

That's all.

What answered him was the sound of the air conditioner being refrigerated, and the smell of blood quietly filled the room.

He called Ellie a few more times, but received no response. Maybe it was because Ellie had stalled in the process of collecting neural substrates.

He walked around the room a few times, felt bored, and walked toward the door.

When he came outside the incubator, he saw Lijia kneeling on one knee, checking a black lock box in front of her.

The lid of this lockbox has a line version of the Avar Saber icon, which means it came from the Bayonet Base - it's hard to imagine how it got here over the mountains.

Lijia took out some plastic boxes. Their labels read V-type Mjolnir, followed by a long series of serial numbers.

Tommy saw these parts and subconsciously touched his injured right shoulder - sure enough, the armor there was badly damaged and could not guarantee the airtightness and protective performance required for space combat.

He knelt down and asked in a low voice: Where did these come from?

George.

Did you ask him to send these over?

Yeah. She replied softly, then took out a shoulder part and placed it on the ground, then picked up a pair of curved, long-handled magnetic pliers, which were specially designed and manufactured for the access door on the Thor Hammer armor. .

Lijia turned around, gently reached out to hold his left shoulder, and inserted the pliers into the armor on the other side. With a bang sound, the armor on Tommy's shoulder bounced out, and the shock-absorbing gel and the Black blood gushes out of the titanium nanocomposite tights.

He frowned at the tearing pain coming from his shoulder. The pain spread from his trapezius muscles to the inside of his chest, causing his heartbeat to jump a few beats faster.

At this time, a faint fragrance came, and he felt the top of his head sink, and then his hair was rubbed by soft hands. Tommy glanced to one side and saw Lijia looking at him seriously, muttering in a low voice: Be good, be good, it doesn't hurt.

Lika, what are you doing? Tommy's eyes widened and he tried his best to suppress the tremor in his voice.

She tilted her head slightly and said a cute Huh? expressionlessly.

Don't act stupid, I'm your boss, be respectful.

Lijia turned her face away, as if she didn't hear him. She did not take away her hand from Tommy's head, but instead lowered her head to pick up the spare brand new parts.

This guy is really not big or small, but he has known him for more than 20 years, and yet he dares to do such a transgressive act.

Tommy thought this in his mind, but did not take away her hand, but quietly waited for her to help him replace the parts.

The scene in front of them seemed familiar, just like when the two worked together as headhunter partners. For countless days and nights, they supported each other like this on the plateau or in the snow.

Maybe it was because Liga was still too young when they met, or maybe they were too familiar with each other, but Tommy felt that he had no thoughts about men and women towards her at all, and only cared for her relatives and comrades.

He believed that Lijia treated him the same way.

Lijia took the parts, cleaned the wound, and was about to put it on him when she paused and frowned. Tommy followed her gaze and saw that the wound was bandaged by Rebecca.

She raised her head, and Tommy seemed to hear her asking through her eyes: Who did it? The movements are so unfamiliar?

Tommy suddenly felt guilty, but he quickly put this feeling behind him - he clearly didn't do anything, so why did he feel this way for no reason?

A rookie navy medic, clumsy. He wanted to tell the truth, but when he said it, it turned out like this.

Lijia stared at him for a long time, and finally turned her head away and replaced the parts for him.

After completing the replacement of parts on the upper body, she repeatedly glanced at other parts of Tommy's body until her eyes locked on his crotch.

The armor on the crotch of the V-shaped Mjolnir is composed of a single piece, with a large area that surrounds his lower body.

Lijia took a step forward. Teacher, I will continue to help you.