Cyberpunk: My system is divided into good and evil

Chapter 9 The Underworld
Jiang Shu's brain was spinning rapidly at this moment.

Why did a black homeless person who disappeared for a week and didn't show up suddenly appear in this restaurant?
What was in the black box made the fist gang in the Mankaton area go crazy and ran to the dune area, trying to catch this homeless man at any cost.

Why is this vagabond going to town?

If it is said that he entered the city to trade black boxes, then since he now has a smart weapon like DB-20 Baqi in his hand, it means that he has come into contact with an unknown force in Emerald City, so why is there still no black box after a week? Traded out, is it still in the hands of the black homeless?

The intense gunshots in his ears pulled Jiang Shu out of his thoughts.

After all, it was an important matter related to his own life, so he hurriedly picked up a submachine gun beside him, and pulled the trigger on the members of the Fist Gang outside the door.

In the chaos, people on both sides were shot and fell to the ground, and the strong smell of blood began to spread from the tip of everyone's nose.

There were fewer and fewer living people in the restaurant, and gradually there were only low-pitched wailing and heavy panting.

Among them, Jiang Shu's arm was accidentally hit by an assault rifle bullet.

He was surprised to find that apart from the brief pain and bruises on his arm, the bullet caused no external injuries.

"Host: Jiang Shu
Stamina: 340
Mental Power: 150
Malicious value: 850
Goodwill: 60."

Opening the system panel, Jiang Shu glanced at the current data.

Although I tried to keep a low profile this week and didn't deliberately increase the value of good and evil, but in a place like the slums in the dune area where there are a lot of bad people, you understand.

The physical value of 340 means that the traditional kinetic energy weapons currently on the market in Emerald City can no longer cause substantial damage to Jiang Shu.

What are you afraid of?

Jiang Shu's heart fluttered, he stood up while Han Meng was stunned, and exchanged bombs with the gangsters of the fist gang.

Immediately, four or five members of the Fist Gang fell to the ground and twitched, while Jiang Shu hid back in the bunker with grinning teeth, "It hurts too much."

In the central city villa, Alisa looked at the light screen. Jiang Shu just stood up like a two hundred and five and shot at the fist gang. He was also dumbfounded, "Jiang Shu, are you crazy? Don't die!"

"..." Jiang Shu didn't respond. He couldn't say that his flesh body is now comparable to an armored vehicle. Come on, shoot whatever you want. If you shoot through me, you're awesome, so he can only say: "Alyssa, are you caring about me? Do you care about me because I praised your ass before I left?"

"roll."

"Ding, you have gained 5 malicious points, physical strength +1, mental strength +[-]."

Jiang Shu frowned. With the improvement of physical strength and mental strength data, it is difficult to get the same point bonus as in the past for the same good and evil values.

Alas, just like a game, it becomes more and more difficult to level up... Jiang Shu glanced at the black homeless man who was still lying on the dining table with a blank expression, and he twisted his body a little uneasy.

Jiang Shu found that there were only a handful of living people in the store, and the black man still had no plans to escape. What was he waiting for?
"Jiang Shu! Han Meng! You two jump to the left! Quick!"

In the earphones, Alisa's voice was suddenly sharp and high.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Shu and Han Meng fell to the left together.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes brightened instantly, and a huge explosion sounded in his ears, shaking Jiang Shu's mind into a daze.

These bastards all used RPG rocket launchers... Jiang Shu was half-hidden under the collapsed wall and saw several fist gangsters holding rocket launchers outside the door.

Beside Jiang Shu was Han Meng who was shaken to death by the aftershock.

Hastily stretched out his hand to check under Han Meng's breath, and confirmed that the latter was still alive, Jiang Shu heaved a sigh of relief.

At this moment, huge noise and wind and waves roared above Jiang Shu's head.

Jiang Shu looked up and saw a huge armed helicopter appearing above his head. On the pure black paintwork of the helicopter, there were also two large white characters of DB printed on it.

This means that this is the corporate arm of Osaka Military Industries.

"These days, the company's armed forces are much more reliable than the police." In the headset, Alisa sarcastically said.

With the sound of swishing, more than a dozen miniature missiles with a thickness of 70 mm were fired from the suspensions on the two wings of the helicopter.

With the explosion of gorgeous sparks, this group of gang bastards who regarded human life as nothing in broad daylight were sent to meet God.

At the same time, the loudspeaker on the armed helicopter started to work, "This is the Osaka Military Industrial Terrorist Squad, numbered F18, everyone put down their weapons and accept the inspection."

"Repeat, everyone put down their weapons and accept the inspection."

A ladder was thrown from the cabin door, and then four security personnel wearing combat helmets, tightly wrapped and fully armed slid down the ladder.

Jiang Shu found that when the people from Osaka appeared, the black homeless people's eyes finally flashed some surprise.

Ever since, the black homeless man took out a few smoke bombs from his arms and threw them out.

In an instant, the entire hotel was filled with smoke, and you could not see your fingers.

I don't know if it was because of his physical improvement, Jiang Shu was able to see everything in the hotel clearly even in the smog!

Looking at the black homeless man who quickly opened the sewage outlet in the back kitchen, and then sneaked in swiftly, he gritted his teeth and followed quietly.

……

……

There is no doubt that a huge city will have a huge sewage system.

According to incomplete statistics, there are no less than 300 million homeless people living in the sewer system of the Emerald City.

They are all humans who have been deprived of citizenship in the Emerald City.

Unlike the organized wanderer tribes in Badlands, because they live in the dark corners of Emerald City, they are often purged and expelled by officials and gangs, so it is difficult to find a leader to control this force that should not be underestimated. .

In the long tunnel, the warm-colored emergency lights on the pipe wall were on, slightly illuminating the endless sewer.

In the middle of the tunnel, industrial sewage mixed with people's excrement whizzed past in the industrial area, causing a huge noise.

On the raised platforms on both sides of the strait, someone circled a piece of bedding, someone hung LED lights to sell things, and someone even used chalk on the wall to teach people how to read.

In the winding tunnel, every few hundred meters there is even a cableway that can slide across the sewage in the middle to the opposite side.

At this moment, a black homeless man is walking through it, carrying a guitar bag containing a DB-20 and a black suitcase.

In the distance behind him, Jiang Shu, whose eyesight has become extremely good, is quietly stalking him.

He was amazed as he walked, he didn't expect that there was such a different and novel world in the sewers of Emerald City.

In the central city villa, Alisa looked at Jiang Shu who was positioned tens of meters below the ground on the light screen, "Jiang Shu, why are you acting without authorization again!"

"Otherwise, the goal will be lost again." Jiang Shu carefully avoided a homeless aunt who was cooking, and looked at the black homeless woman from a distance, "This matter cannot be delayed, and my instinct tells me that the more this matter is delayed more trouble."

While speaking, the industrial sewage beside him suddenly surged up.

The more powerful pungent smell that spread made Jiang Shu subconsciously block his nose.

……

……

A faint stench permeated the surroundings.

But Barry thinks it's okay. Compared with the thick, fishy-sweet air of Badlands, the smell of the sewer is actually better.

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