Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

The bartender is a slightly plump middle-aged woman - or to put it another way, a strong middle-aged woman.

Her name is Claire, and she's an old bartender who's very interested in new people.

Jack geared up: "Twice the tequila Old Fashioned, with some beer and cayenne pepper."

Claire immediately showed an "I understand" expression: "Twice Johnny Silverhand, here we go."

"That's right, chica."

"Looks like someone has done their homework - but there are three of you here, what do you want?"

As soon as Leer opened his mouth, V said with a wicked smile: "There is someone who is underage and can't drink - well, no kidding, he is a weakling and is in poor health and can't drink."

"You're in poor health?" Claire became more and more surprised - she was in poor health and ran away to work as a mercenary?

Even hackers need to be in good health.

"Beyond the limits, you know, going beyond the limits is my life creed." Lear shrugged helplessly: "Why don't you give me some water? Let me give you some carbonated drinks."

"Although carbonated drinks are on the menu, not many people order them. You are really a rare person."

V and Jack nodded in understanding.

Such people are indeed rare.

When the wine and carbonated drinks were served, Jack geared up and kept looking at everything around him.

Finally, after passing through the manic souls and rough bodies, Jack set his sights on "Johnny Silverhand" in front of him.

It's time to raise a glass.

The three of them raised their glasses together, and Jack said excitedly: "To the legend of Night City!"

"The legend of Jingye City!"

Legends of Night City.

After finishing the carbonated drink, Lille looked at the menu on the table and exclaimed: "The price of becoming a legend is not small."

V suddenly remembered what Lille said to deceive him in Atlanta:

"But someone said that there are people in this world who can kill through Arasaka Tower with a basic prosthetic body and shine as brightly as the sun - is there such a legend here?"

Claire thought for a while and said: "If we talk about basic prosthetics that can kill through Arasaka Tower, there is one, Morgan Blackhand. It is said that when he went up to Arasaka Tower, he only had an anodized black chrome cyber prosthetic leg.

If it were to be the same as the sun, it would be the Arasaka Tower nuclear explosion incident.

It's a pity that the protagonist involved is either missing or dead - and he is not the same person, and there are many theories. "

"So... someone lied to me again?" V looked at Lille with evil intentions.

Lear rolled his eyes at V angrily: "This is your father's encouragement and expectation for you, do you understand? Hey, hey, no!"

V's big hand pinched the back of Leer's neck.

Claire smiled: "You three are really interesting."

Jack also smiled, and then said as if he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, my name is Jack Wills. Do you want to leave a copy of my recipe?"

"Yeah--ok."

Claire gave Jack a meaningful look.

With his mind filled with thoughts of the legendary Haywood boy, he might not even realize how heavy this was.

Lear also suddenly said: "Jack - I know you want to become a legend, but don't do stupid things with this idea. That is the stupidest way to die."

Jack opened his mouth, and suddenly thought of his mother, Mrs. Wells.

Also, he asked Misty out on a date - how would he go on a date if he died?

The topic suddenly became serious.

"Don't worry, Lille said this now, it's too disappointing."

Lear shrugged: "If you think what I said is disappointing, it means that if you die one day, you will have a lot of regrets.

I just want to tell you, don't start regretting after you die - because you can't regret it after you die.

Just decide how you want to live your life. "

Jack paused for a while, and many unfinished things came to his mind.

If you think about the glory of death every day because of your own selfish thoughts, your death will be glorious, but what is the meaning?

Thinking of this, Jack suddenly calmed down and his head was not as hot as when he first entered the door.

"You're right, I'm dizzy - but I still have to keep the formula, otherwise I'll always feel itchy."

Claire nodded, indicating that Jack could start speaking.

"A shot of vodka with ice, lime juice, ginger beer and most importantly - some love."

Jack smiled and finished telling his recipe, and deliberately extended the ending.

More love - becoming a big shot is the best way he can think of to make his love more meaningful.

"Ha, I will remember it." Claire looked at the remaining two people again, "What about you?"

V was in trouble—she knew nothing about bartending.

Lear saw V's embarrassment at a glance, and in order to counter her previous sarcasm, he immediately said: "I know!

She is suitable for alcohol 2 versus alcohol 2 to fill the implant with energy--oh, by the way, the most important thing is some synthetic prosthetic lubricant! "

ah?

Claire was stunned, V closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Li, Er"

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Lil moved his seat quietly, further away from V.

But the next second, V instantly appeared behind Lille--

Sean Westan, boy!

Just when Lille was about to be punished by V Justice, a black man wearing a black jacket and black sunglasses approached the two of them.

V stopped what he was doing and looked at the big man next to him with an unhappy expression:

"What do you want to do?"

The black guy pointed to the box not far away, where sat a man with short white hair and a red suit. His right eye was very unique.

To be precise, there are three eyes installed where his right eye used to be, which is obviously a compound eye system.

Lille immediately recognized this guy - the most powerful middleman in Saint-Domingue, Faraday.

There was a group of people sitting in front of him, one of them was very big and looked bigger than Jack--

But at a glance, it was obvious that it was the swelling of the implant.

Judging from the atmosphere, their conversation was not very good.

Leal sent a message to the two.

Lear: "He's alive, but everything is at my command. This guy doesn't look like a good person."

Ten minutes ago, Faraday was already discussing business at the Afterlife Nightclub.

Arasaka gave him a long-term commission that had existed a long time ago, but progress had been slow.

Agent Arasaka believed that military technology and biotechnology had reached a long-term research plan, which was being carried out in Night City, but Arasaka himself knew little about this plan.

As an old enemy of military technology, Arasaka executives believe that this kind of ignorance is unacceptable.

The so-called business war, equity changes and hostile takeovers all end at the end of the business war.

It is very common for real business wars to be fought with real swords and guns, especially here in the City of Night.

Arasaka wanted detailed information about Faraday's plan to investigate biotechnology, but not many people were willing to accept the commission. Those who were willing to accept it, and Faraday was not confident about leaving it to them.

Faraday was afraid of a direct conflict with the company - because his ultimate goal was to climb into the company and become a leader.

If the relationship with the company deteriorates because you didn't select people well, it won't be worth the loss.

The big man in front of him is Santo Domingo's well-known eldest brother, Mann.

"We've got a new hacker to continue investigating biotech!"

"Mann, I understand your desire for revenge, but I make the decision here..."

Faraday crossed his hands to support his chin: "Your new hacker has not been verified to be suitable. On the contrary, it was your last operation. Your hacker brought me huge trouble.

In the end - I give the orders and you obey, that's the rule, isn't it? "

Mann gritted his teeth, but his tone softened.

"Hey, you're right."

"That's good, wait, I want new people to join us."

At the door of the box, the black man in black leather nodded to Faraday.

Leal appeared in the doorway.

"Hot Burger King buys and sells stupid moguls"

Before Faraday finished his first sentence, the expressions of the three people in Lille were already a little solemn.

What a bad name.