"Hahahaha! Go to hell, go to hell! Go to hell!"

The screams kept ringing. After the gunfire stopped, the blood stained the abandoned warehouse red. Rebecca smoked in her hand. The slightly red muzzle exuded a scorching breath. The MILITECH MK.31 HMG turned into spots of light. disappear.

"Yo, you're still alive!"

Rebecca strolled leisurely in the warehouse, stepping on the blood mixed with engine oil on the ground, looking at the corpse with prosthetics installed on the shattered limbs, looking at the left half of the body that was shattered, exposing the internal organs , There is still a breath of people, from the door mask on the face, it can be seen that this is a member of the Tiger Claw Gang.

"Hmm...Tiger Claw Gang? Why did they come to the North District?"

Rebecca picked up the samurai sword on the ground, turned around and threw it, and the head of the person who raised the gun was pierced by the samurai sword and nailed to the wall.

"Goodbye~!"

Rebecca stomped on a member of the Tiger Claw Gang who was still breathing. If this guy lived, it would be her and Pila who were unlucky.

"Rebecca! What's the matter?"

Pila ran in from the outside and saw plasma splashed everywhere and pieces of meat scattered on the ground, as well as Rebecca standing in a pool of blood with a calm face, her foot was still stepping on someone's neck On the surface, it seemed that the person was dead, and from the mask on his face, he could tell that he was someone they couldn't afford to mess with.

"Re... Rebecca, a member of the Tiger Claw Gang? What's going on here, what happened here?"

With trembling legs, Pila walked to Rebecca's side tremblingly. If Rebecca wasn't here, he would turn around and run away.

"Brother, as you can see, some people fought with the Tiger Claw Gang, and they all died."

Rebecca looked at Pila calmly, looked around, and said, "Brother, see if there are any chips and prosthetic bodies that can be sold for money."

"okay, I get it!"

Pila looked around for the nerve slots in the neck of the corpse and the prosthetic bodies that could be removed, and found a few chips that could be sold for money and relatively rubbish prosthetic bodies.

On the way back, Rebecca glanced thoughtfully at Pilar's prosthetic body wrapped in cloth.

From her point of view, the prosthetic body in this world is really too rough in terms of workmanship, the rejection of the body, and the erosion of the spirit.

The birth of cyber mental illness is not only because of these two, but also various pressures, which will make people's spirits in an extremely unstable state. Even if they don't install any prosthetic body, many people will suffer from mental illness and will suddenly go crazy and attack others. .

Perfect blood, an ability that Rebecca loves and hates, because of the existence of perfect blood, her body is destined to be unable to install prosthetics normally, even the most basic nerve plugs and prosthetic eyes cannot be installed .

Also because of the perfect blood, her physical fitness far exceeds those ordinary people who have not undergone prosthetic body transformation, but who in Night City has not installed a prosthetic body?

Such people are so rare!It's a shame she can't install a prosthetic body!

Fortunately, I learned the technique of making dolls from Touko Aozaki.

If, like her, she could transfer her consciousness to the puppet, maybe this would prevent the perfect blood from rejecting the prosthetic body, right?

As for the body of a puppet, you can modify it however you want, and you don't need to worry about getting cyber psychosis at all.

However, the biggest problem Rebecca is facing now is that she has no money, yes, yes, she has no money.

She is only 14 years old this year, and she doesn't have enough money to buy the parts she needs to make dolls.

Speaking of which, she originally planned to use the money for prosthetic body transformation. For this reason, she wandered around the subway every day and used her appearance advantage to steal a lot of valuable things. Of course, things like jammers also cost a lot. Less money, otherwise it would have been discovered by the anti pickpocketing program.

Now, as long as she is given enough time, she can edit that anti-pickup program.

The premise is to give her enough time to learn hacking knowledge.

etc!This is Night City!

Rebecca paused and her eyes lit up.

The number of people who die in Night City every day is turned into a dead man's lottery with prize quizzes. Aren't those gang members and mercenaries who lick their blood every day, as well as cyber psychosis, are "props" that can be used? ?

The missing parts of the doll can be obtained from them.

Rebecca didn't feel how cruel and irrational her thoughts were. What those companies secretly did was far more cruel than her. She can hibernate, and when she has enough strength, she will walk sideways in Night City, and if she wants to change those things, she will not be able to do it without enough strength.

No no no, by doing that, am I not like those company dogs?

Using puppet technology to transform the prosthetic body, reducing the side effects of the prosthetic body to almost negligible... But it takes a lot of time to study the prosthetic body, otherwise, there is no way to do this.

Forget it, let's find a way to make money first.

Rebecca decided to make money first. With money, everything is easy to talk about. What kind of magic workshop, the studio and tools for researching prosthetic bodies all need money, but what she needs now is money.

Watson District, the cargo port in the North District. This is a black market run by scavengers. Second-hand prosthetic bodies are displayed in dilapidated cargo boxes. Most of them are smuggled, and some special channels , the blood on some prosthetic bodies was not cleaned.

"Boy, where did your goods come from, where did they come from?"

A peddler looked at the prosthetic body and chips placed on the table by Pila, who was thin and small, and stood up. The shadow of his burly body under the illumination of the light shrouded Pila's body.

"It has nothing to do with you, right? All you have to do now is give the price!"

He has been fooling around with street bums since he was a child, and Pila has learned nothing else. He knows a thing or two about machinery and prosthetics, at least he will not appear, and he will not be tricked when selling prosthetics and chips.

"Brat, do you fucking know where this place is, dare to talk to me like that?"

The peddler took a puff of cigarette, and his slightly threatening words made Pila have a bad feeling.

"I'll give you the money, hurry up and get out of here!"

The vendor took out a 10-euro banknote from the drawer, threw it at Pila's face, waved away, and said, "If you don't leave, I will be rude to you."

Obviously, the trader saw that Pila was weak and wanted to swallow the prosthetic body and chip he brought.

In Night City, even the cheapest sports chips can be sold at a price of tens of euros, not to mention these chips are more valuable gun-related chips, gangs and mercenaries will not foolishly throw them on themselves The neural sockets are equipped with motion chips.

"I'm not selling it anymore!"

Pila threw the money back and reached for the prosthetic body and chip on the table.

A big hand pressed Pila's hand, and the trader took a puff of cigarette and sprayed it on Pila's face, saying: "The money has already been given to you, brat, don't be ignorant."

"Is it you who don't know what's good or bad?"

Rebecca appeared behind the peddler at some point, with a pistol on the back of his head, just lightly pull the trigger, and the peddler who wanted to blackmail him would splatter blood on the spot.

"Think about it before you talk."

Rebecca looked at the vendor with a grin, and slowly pulled the trigger with her finger. If the vendor moved slightly, she would shoot and kill him with one shot.

These traders who have interests in the scavenger have few lives in their hands, and it is impossible to be careless in confronting them.

"Rebecca, it's really you!"

On the way out of the port area, Pila saw Qian’s eyes counting the money, and looked at his sister who somehow became very reliable. If she hadn’t been transformed with a prosthetic body, he would have wondered if his sister had installed the legendary Sean Westin, he didn't even see how Rebecca got behind that nasty guy just now.

"Brother, you are too reckless. You know where the cargo port is, but you still come here to sell prosthetic bodies and chips..."

Rebecca paused, kicked Pyla away, jumped back to avoid the incoming bullets, put her hands behind her back, and projected two pink and green painted Lexingtons.

"Rebecca, you do..."

Before Pila got up, he was interrupted by gunshots before he could finish speaking.

"Shut up! Find a place to hide!"

Rebecca growled ferociously at Pilar, dodging bullets.

Inherent Time Control · Double Speed!

Rebecca's speed suddenly increased, just like using Sian Westin, and she quickly chased behind the three scavengers.

Qian Yuling didn't bother to flirt with Irisviel in the Temple of Prayer, she took the time to study Emiya Kiritsugu's inherent time control, and imitated it.

Bang bang bang!

After three shots, the three scavengers fell to the ground.

Pila stared at this scene dumbfounded, the prosthetic eyes almost popped out.

"Brother, come and look for it, if there is anything from before."

Rebecca blew on the smoke from the muzzle and greeted Pyra.

"Rebecca, have you installed Sean Westin?"

Pilar looked at the back of Rebecca's head and patted her on the back again.

"Don't move your hands and feet."

Rebecca gave Pyla a light kick on the shin.

"Oh! It hurts so much! Rebecca, why are you pushing so hard!"

Pila screamed in pain, and Rebecca's light kick made him feel the pain of the broken leg.

"You fart! I already kicked lightly!"

Rebecca yelled at Pyla, scratched her head irritably, pointed at the body of the scavenger and said, "Hurry up and clean it up, let's troubleshoot that bastard who yelled!"

The "evil" in this world was continuously absorbed by Rebecca, and she was inevitably affected.

"We have to go back and find trouble? Don't die?"

Pilar looked at Rebecca in shock. Since what happened in the abandoned warehouse during the day, he found that Rebecca seemed like a different person.

In the past, Rebecca didn't even dare to kill with a gun, but she was able to look at the pieces of meat at the scene of the tragedy without changing her face, chatting and laughing happily with him, and even when facing the notorious scavenger, she could kill without changing her face. Killed them, and even wanted to go back to the cargo port and kill the traders who found the scavengers to attack them.

Is this still Rebecca?

"Cut! You are too timid! What are you afraid of? Aren't I here?"

Rebecca urged impatiently: "Hurry up and take away the valuables on their bodies, throw the corpses here first, and find a place to dispose of them when we come back."

"?!"

Pila paused, and looked at Rebecca with the eyes of a stranger, as if for the first time he knew his sister who was with him day and night.

"What? Scavenger can do it, why can't we do to the stinking shit what they did?"

Rebecca raised her middle finger at Pyla and kicked the scavenger's body.

"Yes, it makes sense."

Pila thought for a while, and felt that what Rebecca said was quite reasonable, but he couldn't pass the psychological barrier.

Chapter 3 Have you installed Sean Westin? !

"Forget it, brother, you find a place to hide and wait for me to come back."

Rebecca was worried that Pyla would get in the way if she went with her, and don't die at the hands of cyberpsychopaths in this life, but at the hands of scavengers in the cargo port.

"Rebecca?!"

Pila looked at Rebecca, who seemed to be burning with anger, rushing towards the cargo port, and didn't dare to stop her at all.

Rebecca soon found the trader at the cargo port.

When the vendor saw Rebecca returning, panic flashed in his eyes.

The return of this little girl means that the three scavengers are dead.

"Little girl, what's the matter? Our transaction is over."

The vendor pretended to be calm and said, reaching under the counter, took out a gun and aimed at Rebecca and was about to shoot.

The next moment, gunshots rang out.

However, it was not the gun in his hand that fired the bullet, but Rebecca's gun.

A blood hole appeared on the vendor's face, his open eyes gleamed, and he fell to the ground. The light in his eyes was suppressed, and Rebecca shot several times at his corpse with a blank expression.

The gunshots attracted the attention of all the vendors and customers in the cargo port, and the scavenger responsible for maintaining the order rushed over, and Rebecca saw the Vortex Gang in it.

Rebecca turned over and landed on the counter, using the counter as a cover to block the bullets, saw a submachine gun and two grenades in the box next to the cargo box below, took out a grenade, opened the tab and threw it away go out.

boom--!

People who saw that the grenade was too late to dodge were blown to pieces, and pieces of meat and prosthetic bodies implanted in their bodies were scattered everywhere.

"Fragment grenade? This power is really good!"

Rebecca opened the pull-tab and threw the remaining grenade.

boom--!

There was another explosion, and Rebecca projected two Ajaxes. Before the smoke from the bomb dissipated, the two Ajaxes stuck to the counter and fell to the ground.

Inherent time control and triple speed!

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