People are in Night City, start to add points

"Then, shall we contact that woman named Regina?" The daughter shrank back, as if she had finally realized that the boy who saved her was not as harmless as it looked.

"If you don't do what he said, do you think it will be difficult for him to find us?"

The man wiped his face and looked back at his daughter.

"We must do what he said, so that this dangerous person can rest assured... pack your things."

Volume 10: Chapter 10 Chapter [-]: I just wanted to sneak in secretly

In Night City, trust no one.

David suddenly remembered this sentence, which was what Qiwei said to Lucy in the animation. In the end, she also confirmed this warning, and finally betrayed the team, causing David and Lucy to die.

The father and daughter may repay their kindness, or they may not, but in any case, this is a way to reassure themselves and each other.

On the one hand, you don't have to worry about being reported, and on the other hand, you don't have to worry about being killed.

As the location marked on the map got closer and closer, the number of cameras that David searched also increased sharply, more than double the number when he was in the residential area before.

After 10 minutes, he finally saw where the server was stored.

It was an old three-story building, the yellow-brown exterior wall was covered with graffiti with Sixth Street Gang logos, like a long-abandoned factory building, and there was no one there.

On the roof of the building, there is a tall bulging tarpaulin at intervals, and in the yard downstairs, all kinds of abandoned machinery are piled up in a disorderly manner.

David didn't show his face rashly, but hid in the shadow of the corner across the road.

He switched to the monitoring screen of the camera in the building, and his brows furrowed immediately.

Unlike the empty space outside, there were actually more than a dozen people inside the building, all wearing Sixth Street Gang clothes.

This seems to be a base of the Sixth Street Gang, with special offices, infirmaries, weapon depots, etc. It seems that the lieutenant of the Sixth Street Gang named Obiang sent most of his people to block and After searching, only these people were left to guard the lair.

David didn't know if anyone was watching the surveillance, so he didn't turn the camera angle, but chose to suspend all the peripheral surveillance and turn it into a still picture.

Of course, after a long time, someone will definitely find something strange, and it must end before that.

He didn't enter the front yard, but found a small door on the side, quickly cracked the door and walked in quietly.

Relying on the control of the camera, David found an empty room and took away a few grenades and a knife left inside.

His plan this time is to sneak in secretly and try not to break out into a fight—maybe he can steal one or two like before, but if the remaining enemies react, he is going to give away the head.

But even so, one must be prepared for battle, and it is definitely not enough to rely on a semi-disabled Four Seasons Treasure.

Most of the soldiers of the Sixth Street Gang were concentrated on the second floor, where there was a lounge-like place, but judging from the epaulets, Lieutenant Obiang, the highest-ranking officer in this block, was not in it.

After searching for a while in various monitors, David quickly found the location of the computer room in the building and groped to approach it.

I have to say, it was much more exciting than being outside.There will always be some small noises on the street, and there are enough obstacles to hide yourself, but there are only straight corridors here, and there is no way to hide if you want to hide if you are bumped into.

And even if David moved as lightly as possible, he could still clearly hear the sound of his footsteps echoing. He kept holding his heart, and kept his fingers on the gun, for fear that a room would suddenly open and the soldiers of the Sixth Street Gang would walk out. .

A few minutes later, David stopped at a corner, only a short ten meters away from the computer room in the building.

From the surveillance footage, a Sixth Street Gang soldier was sitting on the sofa outside the network center, watching TV leisurely.

No matter what organization, even the most common mercenaries, they will arrange people to protect the hackers when they are immersed in the network and cannot perceive the outside world. This is the most basic process.

But David had already figured out what to do. He hid in the opponent's blind spot, and at the same time, through the brain computer, hacked and controlled the TV.

Nourishes—

There was a sudden noise on the TV, and the scene of two young girls kissing passionately stopped.

"Fuck!"

The Sixth Street Gang soldier picked up his hand from underneath, and walked towards the TV cursing.

"Why is this shit broken again..."

While he was checking the computer, David walked out from the corner and approached step by step.

This time his movements were even slower and almost silent.

However, just halfway there, David saw the soldier slapping the TV vigorously, turning sideways as if he was about to give up on repairs.

David's heart was in his throat, and at the same time he quickly controlled the TV to restore the picture to normal.

"Ok?"

The soldier's gaze was immediately attracted by the hot TV screen, and the half-turned body also stopped there.

But David doesn't know how long he will keep this action, and he may decide to sit back on the sofa and enjoy it slowly in the next second.

He gritted his teeth, then stopped lowering his voice, held the knife in his backhand, and strode forward at the fastest speed.

The soldier of the Sixth Street Gang also reacted quite quickly. The moment David's footsteps sounded, he put his hand on the gun, and then fired a shot in the direction of the sound behind him without looking at it!

David suddenly felt a pain in his waist, but he didn't slow down because of it. In the last few steps, he even jumped up, stretched his right hand holding the knife as far as possible, and stabbed the soldier's neck.

The blood splashed on David's face in an instant. He threw the soldier to the ground without hesitation, then drew out the knife and mended it again.

Feeling that the people under him gradually stopped struggling and stopped moving, David wiped the blood from his face and gasped in shock.

Fortunately, the waist was only scratched, not serious, but the reaction of the Sixth Street Gang soldier really scared David into a cold sweat.

Almost, only a little bit, I have to confess here...

He didn't rest for too long, David simply wiped the wound on his waist, buried a few grenades under the soldier's body, and then walked quickly to the computer room.

Unplanned variables appeared. Although the shot did not cause any harm to David, someone must have heard the gunshot and would have noticed that there was an accident here, and rushed over to check.

It seems impossible to imagine quietly destroying the data and leaving like before.

Pushing open the door of the computer room, David saw a hacker lying naked in the ice water at a glance.Without the slightest hesitation, he aimed a shot at the head and crashed, and then prepared to destroy the server where the monitoring data was located before doing anything else.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the system beep.

[Character level has been raised to level 4, attribute point +1, specialty point +1]

Volume 11: Chapter 11: The Strange Palfau

Have you finally reached level [-]?

David looked at the corpse in the ice water thoughtfully. Bill's previous experience allowed him to go up two levels in a row, and he gained one-third more, but now the four talents can barely fill up the remaining experience.

Although the higher the level, the more experience is required, but this obvious difference in quantity is enough to explain the problem.

As I guessed, Bill's identity is not simple, definitely not an ordinary veteran or factory worker.

David didn't dwell on this issue for too long. He quickly added the attribute points and expertise points he got to intelligence and computer expertise.

[Intelligence: 7 (You can be called a genius without a doubt. If you are willing to study a certain subject for the rest of your life, it is not impossible to win a Nobel Prize.)]

Just after adding points, David felt the changes in his body.

On the basis of the improvement effect last time, he suddenly burst out with a lot of inspiration.

"From 6 to 7, it means a bit of a qualitative change..."

David thought to himself while feeling the changes in his body.

"Originally, it was just that the mind was clearer, the thinking speed was faster, and now there are more creative ideas. Is this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person?"

After a while, he let go of those thoughts, looked at the hacker in the ice water, hesitated for a while, and finally did not connect to the dead hacker's brain.

Maybe I can find a lot of useful information from it, as well as long-awaited hacking techniques and golems, but it's still too dangerous to rashly get something out of a hacker's head.

Before I didn't have a professional hacker prosthesis and a powerful enough firewall, this kind of behavior was a bit deadly.

David looked at the hacker's head with regret, turned around and stuffed a grenade into the server next to him, and then turned on the Sixth Street Gang's computer.

Now, he is not going to blow up this thing right away, there are still some useful things in it.

For example, the database in the computer, and the encrypted communication frequency band of the Sixth Street Gang.

------

At the same time, in the corridor outside the computer room door, two Sixth Street Gang soldiers were slowly approaching with their guns in hand.

Soon, the corpse lying on the ground appeared in front of them. The two did not act rashly, but immediately reported to their companions who stayed in the building.

"Carl is dead, his neck cut off with a knife."

"Where's Palf, did you see Palf?"

"The door of the computer room is closed, so I can't see what's inside..."

"I'm very good."

The two of them were just halfway through the conversation when a hacker named Palfau spoke in the communication.

"That guy is very good at sneaking. I only found out when the gun went off and let him run away. But I also took the opportunity to implant a puppet in his brain, and I can immediately determine his location."

"Very well, you get it done as soon as possible."

"Don't worry..." Palfau seemed to be concentrating on controlling the puppet, his voice was a little low, he was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly raised the volume.

"The roof! That guy ran to the roof!"

"receive."

"It's best for you to go together. The opponent's anti-reconnaissance ability is very strong, and I can't detect it at all times. If you are alone, you can easily be killed secretly like Carl."

No one questioned Palfau's judgment. After all, in many cases, a hacker is equivalent to a third eye, which can provide a lot of information to his companions, and Palfau has always done a good job in this regard, and no one would take his own life joke.

"Don't go there, you two, keep watch for me, in case that guy comes back again."

The two soldiers of the Sixth Street Gang outside the door did not suspect him. They stared in different directions and stood up with guns.

In the empty corridor, a rush of footsteps could be heard in the distance, and then silence returned.

"I said, move Carl to the side, it's weird to lie there." Palfo said suddenly: "This kid was just getting engaged last week..."

"It's a pity that it's just an engagement. If you're married, the girl can still receive a pension."

A soldier walked over muttering, but just as he held onto the corpse's shoulders, half of his neck was split open, a pool of blood came out, and his head was tilted at ninety degrees.

"Fuck, give me a hand."

One of the two supported the body and the other held the head, so that Carl's head would not fall completely.

At this time, they suddenly heard a series of short and crisp sounds from the feet covered by the corpse.

"Beep..."

Bang, bang, bang——!

The huge explosion instantly engulfed the three figures, and destroyed most of the walls on both sides, causing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

At the same time, on the top floor of the abandoned factory building, eight or nine soldiers from the Sixth Street Gang had already arrived on the roof platform under the leadership of a second lieutenant.

The roar from under their feet made everyone's heart tense, and the second lieutenant quickly asked in the communication channel.

"Palf, we've reached the top floor, what's going on below?!"

"A little accident... Well, I saw you."

"What are you talking about, Palfrey?"

The second lieutenant was taken aback for a moment, and finally felt something was wrong in his heart.

But his own hacker didn't answer him, but fell into a weird silence.

In the next second, the large protrusions on the top floor that were covered by the tarpaulin suddenly moved.

With the sound of machinery running, the tarpaulin gradually slid off, revealing the cold muzzle of the gun inside, and aimed at the soldiers of the Sixth Street Gang.

This is a guard turret!

"Palfoy, you..."

The second lieutenant only had time to utter half of his words, and then he was shot into a sieve by countless bullets.

When many turrets fired at the same time, forming crossfire, even if these people were experienced veterans, they had no power to resist, and they were shot and fell down one after another.

After only a few seconds, there was no longer any standing figure on the roof platform.

In the computer room, David observed the monitoring screen, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he pointed the gun at the courtyard downstairs.

When he first came here, he felt that something was wrong in the front yard. It was empty, and he couldn't even see a sentry. The Sixth Street Gang composed of veterans couldn't make such a mistake. They should have kept secret sentries.

Sure enough, after gunshots rang out from the roof, a figure jumped out of the abandoned machinery in the front yard and rushed out of the yard.