don't delay my resurrection

"Yeah, in order not to cause trouble for you, I decided to come to see you, and then send you stinky shit to death!"

Rebecca tilted her head and laughed wildly, casting the Age of Gods strengthening magic on herself.

"You fucking seek death!"

Everyone in the Vortex Gang pulled the trigger angrily, wanting to beat this desperate chick into a sieve!

Inherent time control · quadruple speed!

The moment the gunshot rang out, everyone's speed slowed down in Rebecca's eyes, projecting the figure of Mo Xie, Rebecca's figure passed by one enemy after another, cutting off their heads like a reaper .

what? !

Rebecca found that there was an enemy who could keep up with her speed a little bit. When she saw the prosthetic body on his body, she knew in her heart that the one on him was Sian Westan, and it was a normal Sian Westan.

"Big idiot! Don't think that you can keep up with my speed!"

Rebecca lowered her head to dodge the incoming bullets, swung the gun and caused a wound on his abdomen, the implanted prosthetic body was cut open, sparks flashed, and Mo Xie, who was held in the other hand, lifted up and jumped up He performed a free craniotomy on the chest for the bastard whose face was covered with cyber eyes, fell to the ground, and used his body to block the incoming bullets.

Throwing three pairs of go-getters Mo Xie in a row, the spinning black and white double knives, beheaded the remaining enemies.

"It really deserves to be a crazy reformer."

Rebecca clapped her hands, looking at the strange-colored blood flowing out from the corpses of the Vortex Gang, with very little red.

"If only I could find cash."

Rebecca removed the Sean Westin from the corpse. This thing, even a normal model, can sell for a lot of money. It is a high-risk and high-reward prosthetic body that is a heavy burden on the body and spirit.

Pulling off the clothes of a dead body, Rebecca used the clothes to wrap Sean Westin, and walked around the gathering place of more than 20 small groups of the Vortex Gang with great interest, throwing garbage and fingers in the corners. Before getting close to human tissues like skin, Rebecca could smell a stench of rotting corpses.

"This bunch of stinky shit is really devoid of conscience."

Rebecca looked at the rotten fingers and skin with a disgusted expression, and it was not difficult to imagine what their owner had become now.

In the inner room, Rebecca found several reels of Euro and Black Mewtwo videotapes.

Black Chaomeng is not uncommon in Night City. Many gangs and gangs rely on making bloody and novelty Black Chaomeng to make money. As for, how did Black Chaomeng come about?

Now I have to ask NCPD if I have time to count the missing persons in Night City.

And those cyberpsychopaths.

Some prosthetic bodies have a super dream recording function, and some black super dream are edited by extracting the super dream recorded by the prosthetic body.

Changing her appearance with a vision, Rebecca rides her motorcycle to a nearby prosthetic clinic.

"Hey hey hey~! Hey hey hey..."

When Rebecca walked into the prosthetic body clinic, the prosthetic doctor was looking at Chaomeng with a wretched smile, twisting his buttocks, thinking with his toes, he knew that he was looking at super powers related to color.

boom!

Rebecca raised her foot and kicked the door, scaring the prosthetic doctor to take off the super dream experience headband in a hurry.

"Is there a problem?"

The prosthetic doctor looked at Rebecca standing at the door, his face was not very good, and there was a hint of irritability in his voice. Anyone who was interrupted at the most critical moment in the super dream experience would become very irritable, even if it was a prosthetic body. Doctors are no exception.

"Sian Weistein, I want to sell."

Rebecca put Sean Westin on the table.

"This is..." The prosthetic doctor walked in to check, "An ordinary model of Sean Westin."

The prosthetic doctor thought for a while, stretched out his hand and said, "I can give you this number."

"can."

Rebecca thinks the price is not too bad.

"Let me send the money to... you?"

The prosthetic doctor stared at the red exclamation mark that appeared on the light curtain in front of him, and was stunned. He couldn't transfer the money to the person in front of him, and it was the first time he had encountered it.

"You don't have a bank account?"

The prosthetic doctor looked at Rebecca in surprise.

"I use my cell phone."

Rebecca took out her mobile phone, and the prosthetic doctor transferred the money to her account.

The prosthetic doctor is very strange. The person in front of him wants to use the mobile phone which is more troublesome to operate. He thinks so, but he didn’t ask. Longer, you can't have so much curiosity that you shouldn't have.

"Xiao Qi, is there any action from the scavenger?"

Rebecca walked to the vending machine, bought a simple hot dog, and exchanged wishes while eating the hot dog.

"The scavenger side has not acted yet, they are waiting for the Vortex Gang to act."

"That is to say, after the death of members of the Vortex Gang in their team, they might give up on me?"

"The scavenger plans to take action when the vortex gang fights with you, so that all the prosthetic bodies on your body will belong to them. The vortex gang was completely used by the scavenger,"

"It's a smart plan, but unfortunately, they underestimated my strength."

Rebecca projected a wet wipe to wipe her hands and put on her motorcycle helmet.

"Shall I mark their locations on a map?"

I hope that I understand with my heart and mind that what Rebecca wants to do is to get rid of the enemies who intend to attack her.

"Thanks a lot."

Rebecca heard the notification tone of her mobile phone, looked at the markers on the map, and drove over on a motorcycle.

The scavenger with a holographic projection on his face as a mask, when Rebecca arrived, they were dismantling a prosthetic body from a person, and the screams were blocked in the room.

Don't expect these scumbags to give the victims anesthesia, and remove the prosthetic body and organs under the premise of ensuring that the prosthetic body is intact. Or just throw it out and feed it to the mice.

boom!

The door was kicked open, and the screams of being imprisoned in the house came to the ears. Rebecca walked in and projected a DB-2 Sadara.

"Who the hell are you!"

"I am your most beloved father! Please eat your favorite bullet! Come and let me see, whose ass is itchy!"

Rebecca raised her gun and fired. The powerful double-barreled shotgun blasted a scavenger's head with one shot.

Killing while walking, Rebecca killed all the scavengers in the room, and saw a woman who was still breathing on the operating table, her face was bruised, her prosthetic eye had been dug out, and only two bloody holes remained. The abdomen was dissected.

"It seems that I interrupted it before I could remove the internal organs."

"Kill... kill me... please... give me... a happy..."

The woman was panting in pain, intermittently, she had to slow down every few words, and barely finished speaking, she didn't want to continue to suffer anymore.

"Where's the trauma team? You're not insured?"

"You! Do you think... I can still... persist... to the...trauma team... come... come?"

The woman was so angry that she wanted to scold her, blood was pouring out from the wound, if Rebecca hadn't been hiding quickly, she would have been slapped in the face.

"If you are willing to pay enough money, I think I can try to save you."

Rebecca had a conversation with the woman, and asked Wish to search the woman's information in the NCPD database. She is a high-ranking employee of Knight Company, and must have a lot of savings. The reason why the trauma team did not respond to her injury first Time came, presumably it was disturbed.

However, since she is a person with a high position in Knight Company, the scavenger first arrested her for the data in her mind, right?

In other words, it was for the data at the beginning, but the data in her brain was not needed, so the scavenger wanted to dismantle her prosthetic body and internal organs for sale.

Is she an outcast from the company, or is it that the data she possesses has already been obtained through other channels by someone who hired a scavenger?

In an instant, Rebecca thought of many possibilities.

"Help me...I'm willing to...pay...pay..."

As soon as the woman heard that she could be saved, under the action of her strong will to survive, the wound bleed out again.

"It's easy to say, I will rescue you right away, but you should sleep for a while."

When Rebecca heard that the woman was willing to give the money, she turned her eyes to mine, touched the woman's neck, and squeezed it lightly.

Rebecca removed the device that opened her chest and abdominal wounds, and used healing magic to treat it. She had nothing to do with the removed prosthetic body, and she would not install it. She could only do it after ensuring that the woman survived. Get the jamming chip out and let the trauma team take her away.

After a while, the woman woke up from the coma, and her eyes were still dark.

"I gave you emergency treatment, and then I will take out the jamming chip on your body, so that the trauma team can receive the distress signal and take you out of here. As for the reward you promised me, you give me a Contact information, I will contact you."

"it is good."

The woman readily agreed.

"Susie Phillips. Thank you for saving your life."

"Qian Yuling. Suzie, I would rather you thank me with money. In Night City, there is no better way to thank me than money."

Rebecca thought for a while, without saying her name, she took out the jamming chip in Susie's nerve socket.

Just about to leave, seeing her naked body, thinking that it would not be good to just leave like this, she found a piece of cloth to cover her body, and then left quietly, carrying two big bags of things, and left quietly.

It used to be the scavenger's goods, but now, these goods belong to her.

She really likes this kind of black-and-white, free-of-charge work.

A week later...

Rebecca got up from the bed, clutching her aching head. She was lying on the bed for four full days due to her divided consciousness. Her great achievements in the North District also spread, and Pilar had a big mouth.

After the death of the small team of the Vortex Gang, someone extracted the memory chip and found out that she did it.

Fortunately, no one knew that she killed the scavenger. The phantom on her body was tangible, and even if she was scanned with a scanner, her real body could not be scanned.

This week at home, it's not that no one has been harassed, but she couldn't be contacted, and instead contacted Pila, either looking for a bodyguard or some intermediary who wanted to find her to complete the commission.

Most of the middlemen have bad reviews. Trusting a middleman is worse than trusting a cat or a dog. Even a dolphin in the sea is more trustworthy than a middleman.

The former will save you if you fall into the water, and the latter will step on you if you fall into the water.

Therefore, no matter how excited Pyla was, she did not accept any intermediary's invitation when she howled and howled at the wolf.

"Hi! Suzy, I haven't seen you for a week, remember me?"

Rebecca called Susie, it's been a week, it's time to ask for payment.

Little Chinatown, the Afterlife Nightclub, this is where Rebecca and Suzie agreed to meet.

"A cocktail."

Rebecca sat at the bar and waited for Susie's arrival, and ordered a glass of wine with the pretty bartender sister by the way.

"Need customization?"

The bartender sister asked intimately.

"No, I prefer cocktails that have been around for a long time, rather than someone's special taste."

Rebecca is referring to those who like to add ginger to their cocktails, that is simply against humanity.

"Your cocktail, please enjoy it slowly."

"Thank you."

Rebecca took a sip of the cocktail, picked up the glass and shook it gently under the light, the light shone on the cocktails of various colors, the colors were gorgeous and psychedelic, and the separated consciousness swam freely in the network.

Before the fourth corporate war, NET was still a network covering the whole world. After the death of the legendary network hacker Larch Bartmos, the gifts left behind were released on the network, and the network collapsed.

His most advanced virus programs Devil, Cerberus, and RABIDS were unleashed, destroying the system in an instant, corrupting and unleashing the out-of-control AI.

The data fortress was destroyed by self-aware viruses and fell apart. Some of these data were permanently lost, some were randomly destroyed, tampered with, and some were even completely corroded.

While emergency protocols for governments and megacorporations kick in, the virus's devastation has stopped and the old web is gone forever.

Network monitoring with the assistance of the Congress tried to restore the global network, however, under those crazy AI attacks, after many efforts, this plan was stranded.

In the end, a black wall called ICE was used to completely separate the current network from the old network. The current network is fragmented, like floating islands connected by bridges, and those floating islands are network hubs and countries Governments, state governments, city networks, corporations.

The shallow network constructed in this way is the network used by people in this world today.

The old data in the old network has a value beyond imagination. However, the old network is isolated by the black wall of ICE. There are still many network hackers trying to salvage data in the old network. There are also network hackers who are familiar with the guidance system. Long-distance communication is carried out through the data of the old network.

Rebecca's split consciousness, after entering the Internet, began to continuously read all the information on the Internet that might be useful to her. The headaches these days are not only caused by the cutting of consciousness, but also because the split consciousness browsed A large amount of data has caused a lot of burden on her brain.