Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

The underground city already had a permanent population to operate the equipment during its construction phase, but now the produced goods are no longer transported to the surface because Night City above ground is finished.

This underground facility is designed to shelter a maximum of 500,000 people, and it is now almost full. The living areas of the underground city are actually quite crowded, with the space allocated to production areas being larger than the residential areas.

As early as when Hansen took office as the commander of Night City's city defense force, Night City had already begun to improve the Petrochemical Stadium and the underground parking lot below, aiming to turn them into an underground command post for the military base and transfer the core industrial parts underground.

Even though the most expensive part, the excavation and construction of the underground space, had already been completed, this project still cost a huge amount of money, and Rion could only grit his teeth and accept it.

When Riel returned to Night City, it entered the second phase of construction, with a large-scale introduction of manpower and material resources for concentrated construction. The functional areas were expanded, and a large number of new technologies and core industries were introduced, establishing many laboratories.

Most importantly, because of the cross-dimensional industrial technology, the robot workers, who are actually humans, only need to be folded up and placed in the storage area during their rest periods, saving a lot of space.

After that, the work of selecting the population for the underground city has been ongoing—this is a cruel selection process, so it is being carried out relatively slowly.

The population of 500,000 has already greatly exceeded Hansen's expectations.

Apart from this, there are still some basements and underground structures in Night City itself. At the same time, meteorite strikes will cause terrible damage to the complex terrain of the urban area, but it is impossible to completely wipe out all the people in the surface city for the time being.

However, the blow to morale is real: the Illuminati determined that a large number of people on the surface would collapse.

The AI's judgment is unrelated to emotions and morality, but it will be difficult for the surface people to continue to maintain a unified external front, and as time goes by, other emotions will also arise in the underground city.

[Riel: So we must solve the orbital mass driver.]

David's mind flashed with Riel's words as he checked the access suit on his body.

How to solve it?

Intercontinental missiles are only responsible for things within the Earth's surface. If they are fired at the moon... first of all, let's not talk about how to precisely guide them. The lunar colonies are not fools either. Even if they really aim at the lunar base, won't they intercept them?

There is only one chance to shoot at the moon. Once it fails, whether it's a miss, being intercepted, not enough damage to paralyze the orbital mass driver, or other lunar colonies being persuaded by the European Community, it will be a catastrophe—there are three colonies on the moon.

[Riel: First, we need to obtain the specific coordinates and related information of the Tycho colony, the more detailed the better—we need to attack the Crystal Palace first.]

Lucy and David looked at each other: she felt very strange.

She never thought she would embark on the path to leave Earth in this way. In this way, both David's ideals and her dreams were miraculously intertwined.

This time, they won't buy tickets to the moon.

They are going to fight their way up there, to win this war, to live better, for the future of Night City, for...

Of course, also for better rewards.

The entire Maine squad has been adapted and modified. The cybernetics on their bodies have been adjusted according to the squad's combat habits and Muramasa's suggestions.

At the last moment before entering the training pod, the entire Maine squad showed their big white teeth: as the saying goes, cyberpunk is for people who go to the edge of society to escape something, but now they don't think so.

The body, machine, and mind are not for escaping.

The Maine squad entered the training pod.

[Riel: The Crystal Palace is one of the largest commercial projects in the hands of the European Community, and the orbital mass driver has provided a lot of help in the construction process of the Crystal Palace.]

[Riel: The daily communication, engineering records, and other data of the Crystal Palace are very valuable. We must first attack here and seize as much data as possible.]

[Riel: This data can allow us to determine the coordinates and understand the current situation of the Tycho colony. In the best case, I will use the data here to create information camouflage to better land on the lunar colony.]

[Riel: At the same time, this is our last supply station to go to the moon. The spaceship—will refuel here.]

If someone saw Arasaka Yorinobu's state at this moment, they would definitely exclaim that this kid is crazy:

As Arasaka's young master, his body is full of combat cybernetics, and his whole body is covered with patterns with a very Japanese gangster style.

"...For so many years, I have been living in the shadow of the old man. This time, I am finally going to surpass the Arasaka Corporation."

Songbird and him are in a group, as hacker support: "Then you must be very desperate."

"I said, don't fantasize..."

[Riel: According to the known information, the Crystal Palace will be heavily guarded—the number may not be large, but they are definitely elite soldiers.]

[Riel: We all know that two of the lunar colonies are controlled by the High Riders who rebelled decades ago. The Europeans fought a battle with them in the air and have more experience.]

[Riel: I think some of you may have this kind of mentality: the High Riders are also rebels, can we unite?]

[Riel: The answer is, don't have any illusions. The High Riders' economic lifeline is controlled by the European Community. For so many years, they have been more like the European Space Agency's lunar "province" with great autonomy.]

[Riel: But if we win, they will also lean towards us. However, before winning the war, they may be on the opposite side of us, so before that, default to treating them as potential enemies.]

Brick's inspiration flashed: "High Riders? Isn't that a space gang?"

The bosses of the major gangs in Night City are all squeezed into one room.

Brick and Josdar of the Maelstrom gang and their mother; the Sergeant of the Sixth Street Gang; Gustavo of the Valentinos; Susie of the Moxes; Takenaka Takenori of the Tyger Claws; the Beast King of the Animals.

As soon as this was said, everyone turned their heads: this iron-headed guy from the Maelstrom gang made some sense!

Among them, Gustavo of the Valentinos is a new face—the Valentinos do not have a leader in the real sense, only a few gang leaders with similar powers.

The other bosses are either restless in the past two years, or they don't have the courage or ability to join this operation.

Only him.

"...Who would dare to compete with me for the boss after the space gang finishes this job?"

The Sergeant laughed when he saw Gustavo like this: "Haha! You little fool, if you can come back alive, it won't be a problem to give you a mayor to be in the future!"

Qian Chuan's eyes sharpened: "You're saying too much. This isn't for you to decide."

"Uh..."

[Riel: Once we get what we want from the Crystal Palace, we'll head straight to the Tycho Colony on the moon—if you're still alive.]

[Riel: Self-destructing is always the first option, so if you only manage a pyrrhic victory, you might be buried in space along with the world's most expensive and luxurious base.]

The Nomads, led by Panam and Saul, Saul tinkering with his equipment while muttering, "I told you you shouldn't have come."

"Come on, old man, your time is over. In the space looting business, we're all rookies."

"What I mean is, the Aldecaldos need you." Saul looked at Panam seriously, "If..."

"If everyone on this mission dies, the Aldecaldos will be finished too; if someone survives, it'll definitely be Riel. If he lives, are you still worried about the clan?"

Panam shrugged, looking dismissive: "As long as we win this battle, the Aldecaldos will start a new life on the revitalized land. The sun, wind, and rain will guide the clan to continue living—just like in the books."

Saul paused, smiled, and continued with his work: "I'm surprised I'm being lectured by you. You make me sound a bit afraid of death."

"You've always been afraid of death. As strong as an ox, as cowardly as a fox. You should've been whipped a long time ago."

Saul didn't retort, but he knew he wasn't afraid of death. He was just afraid his people wouldn't survive.

But he had to admit, Panam's words did make him fear death for a moment:

The Aldecaldos were among the few people in this world who still used books to pass on knowledge and education. Of course, he had heard those stories, of the world that once was.

Who wouldn't want to live to see victory?

"I'm not afraid of death. You'll see."

[Riel: The rest of us will charge towards the Tycho Colony and completely dismantle the ESA's rule.]

[Riel: If possible, let them eat the rocks they produce themselves.]

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[Riel: But your combat skills are a bit pathetic. Rocket production takes time. In this final period, everyone must meet the standards in virtual training.]

[Riel: Those who don't meet the standards can roll back to the underground warehouse and obediently tighten screws.]

Those who were selected were not cowards. Even if it was just training, they would risk their lives to adapt to their new cybernetics, preparing for the final battle.

[Riel: Prepare for training.]

Bang—

The entire underground city trembled violently again.

Marvel World, Africa.

[Illuminati: What kind of training technology is this? Their state is too realistic. Speaking of which, the intelligence displayed by those strange autonomous robots is also completely abnormal.]

[Illuminati: What are you hiding? A world?]

The final result of the European Community was perfected by Riel and Muramasa:

Combining cell cultivation, cloning, cyber-biotechnology, quantum computers, and a series of other technologies, with the help of EU and AU technologies, the Atlas Group reproduced the synthetic human technology.

Based on the cells of everyone participating in the final battle, Riel cloned synthetic bodies exclusively for them—

Perhaps he couldn't create a human being with biological technology like a creator, nor could he simulate human senses with pure machinery. 100% realistic control, but combined, this was absolute realism.

Cloned cells were constantly formed in molecular-level weaving technology. This advanced bio-printer looked like a primitive loom, printing human-lizard muscle cells, tissue organs, connected together by organic macromolecules to form limbs and bodies. Mechanical prosthetics were interconnected within, outlining a complete human form.

The Ark Reactor flickered with light, the perceptual information flow crossing indescribable dimensional distances to reach another world.

This was the final piece of the puzzle for cross-dimensional production technology, or rather, now it was no longer just production machines and equipment that were cross-dimensional, but the consciousness of real people.

[Technology Developed: Cross-Dimensional Synthetic Human]

[Description: Synchronize all technologies in two worlds, while transforming and producing two bodies, obtaining a corresponding pair of bodies in different worlds, consciousness has already crossed time and space.]

[After years of effort, the two worlds that have been supporting each other are no longer limited to production and rigid mechanical bodies, but have sensed another world in a perceptual sense.]

[Reward Tech Points: 20000]

[Current Tech Points: 50000]

Zhuya City, headquarters of the Atlas Group, the latest synthetic human opened its eyes in the pod—

Riel watched all of this, looking at the system window that only he could see.

He had previously consumed some tech points to transfer nuclear fuel, and now he had transferred some of the biological tissues on the Night City warriors to clone their cells, adding up to a total of 20,000 points.

At the same time, he was also examining the scale of cross-dimensional production:

[Current Cross-Dimensional Production Scale: Level 3]

[Cyberpunk World Access Biology: 2.3 Million]

[Marvel World Access Biology: 4.4 Million]

[New Ability Gained: You will be able to directly copy the energy required for production in the cross-dimensional production line, macroscopically reducing production energy consumption by 1%]

[New Ability Gained: You will be able to directly allocate energy to two worlds.]

[New Ability Gained: The two worlds are closely linked together, you will be able to transfer matter at 80% of the normal transfer points required.]

[New Ability Gained: Your individual energy consumption will be reduced by 20%.]

[Quantum resonance ability has been improved, and will now be directly reflected by directly reducing the defect rate.]

[Current Joint Production Energy Consumption Reduction: 20%]

[Current Defect Rate Reduction: 67%]

[Tech Points Consumed for Material Transfer: 80%]

[Note: After round after round of battles and cooperation, both worlds have built large-scale production teams for coordination. The unity of will has also been transformed into tangible excellence in the real world.]

[Only one step away, perhaps even the produced matter will be materialized in another world.]

[No time left, let's move.]

Before Riel, V and Jackie opened their eyes.

The sun rose on the horizon, countless transport planes taking off from the military base, ships leaving port and sailing into the distance—

This was training, but also real combat. Riel would conquer America, while connecting the Atlas Group in America, upgrading cross-dimensional production to level four, maximizing production speed, before the ESA's orbital bombardment completely destroyed Night City, before the Roxxon Group blew up the Earth, and simultaneously crushing them.

The two worlds would launch a general offensive against oppressors of the same nature.

Even without a client, Riel knew, this was the biggest and last commission given to him by the two worlds:

Win the future.