Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

"Hello you all."

She stretched out her hand straight and skillfully greeted the seemingly endless black tide in her field of vision.

Like an old friend I've known for a long time.

But the dark void ignored her, and just dragged her still conscious consciousness, sinking continuously towards the bottomless abyss.

She sighed, spread out her limbs, and let the feeling of weakness wrap around her whole body, sinking down little by little.

"It would be nice if I had a cigarette..." She scratched her floating hair and closed her eyes gently.

She still remembered the emotions she felt when her consciousness first entered this abyss of death—panic, uneasiness, and even a little curiosity.

Now, having experienced it countless times, she is already familiar with this short journey into darkness.

It's hard to come up with some fresh emotions.

It's more of a feeling of boredom that persists throughout.

Her thoughts were running wild, but what finally appeared in her mind was the clear face of the person she loved most.

"The chip is starting to work..."

She touched the itchy back of her head and muttered to herself.

The consciousness blurred bit by bit, and the face dissipated into a traceless cloud, hidden in the bottom of my heart.

Finally, the whole person curled up into a silent blank.

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"Hello, hello! Good afternoon everyone! I am your super cute (Streaming-chan) live broadcast! As always, I will provide you with 24-hour live broadcast of life and adventure throughout the year!"

The girl with wheat-colored skin fiddled with the cameras on her head and backpack, adjusting the appropriate angle while saying hello to the viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Master Bao Bao, why is there an extra word 'super' in the opening remarks this afternoon? It seems that there is an old man outside..." The live broadcast Jiang read the barrage that flashed across the mobile phone screen, and the corners of his mouth were filled with upward arcs. , "Huh! It's true, everyone, the live broadcast broadcaster always speaks in a straight and clear tone. Don't steal other anchors' jokes. He is the anchor, not the 'main bag'!"

"Also... the advanced users in the live broadcast room are my favorite old man Mi. My live broadcast life depends entirely on you! Now is the time to insert an advertisement!..."

"Bath and private videos are only available to premium users...it only costs 99.99 euros a month! Become a premium user now!"

As usual, Live Broadcaster recited the words skillfully.

The numbers in the upper left corner of the mobile phone screen are also growing rapidly.

"What are you doing this afternoon? You just fell asleep while watching the live broadcasts in the morning and noon. If this continues, I will find another woman... No! Mr. 'I can't guess my mind', don't leave, okay? Live broadcast this afternoon. Jiang is going to take everyone to a very exciting place, can anyone guess it?"

The live broadcaster pointed the camera on her backpack at herself.

Different from her outfit in the morning, she listened to the opinions of the viewers in the live broadcast room and changed into a tight-fitting leather jacket with a white plush shawl that was both warm and fashionable.

"Dang, dang, dang!" He was humming popular music and his body was swaying greatly with the rhythm. "Has anyone guessed it? Hey! Thank you Mr. 'Unguessable Mind' for renewing the premium user subscription for one year! No. That's right, it's the Ou Club! And... it's one of the most famous clubs in Night City - Genting!"

The broadcaster wiped the sweat from his forehead, brought the small microphone fastened to his collar to his mouth, and breathed slightly.

"Why does Live Broadcast Jiang want to work in Yunding? I will definitely give you a one-year guarantee...Thank you to 'Yecheng Tanhualang' for renewing the one-year premium user subscription... Eh? If Live Broadcast Jiang goes to work there, will Brother Tanhua only give you a one-year guarantee? Then?" Doesn’t it matter if someone snatches you away?”

"It doesn't matter... Just Live Broadcasting Sauce... I've had enough fun in one year... Well..." Live Broadcasting Sauce pouted, feeling a little depressed, "That's too much! Live Broadcasting Sauce is not a plaything!"

A large number of "I love you, Live Broadcast!" popped up again, instantly washing away the excessive remarks without a trace.

"Hmph! Thank you for everyone's love in the live broadcast room (°з°)-! If you become a premium user now, you can watch the anchor's bathing and private room videos! It only costs 99.99 euros a month!"

After fiddling with the ends of her hair that were slightly messy due to dancing, and double-checking that the equipment was complete, the live broadcaster clutched her phone and walked out of the house with her head held high.

"Anchor, please be careful not to reveal your address, otherwise you may become a staff member of Genting tonight... Thanks to Mr. 'Doll Hunter' for the barrage... Thank you brother for the reminder, but Genting is not that easy to enter, like With a beauty like Live Broadcast Jiang, the best she can do is go to a mid-to-low-end club..."

"The live broadcast is the best! I love you

((c)!”

"Come on live broadcast (_)! You are the best!"

Not surprisingly, the phone screen was filled with words of comfort from everyone.

Live broadcast Jiang smiled and tightened the collar of his coat, carefully avoiding the biting cold wind that passed by.

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The chip slowly stopped functioning.

Before the annoying bell rang, she reflexively jumped up from the bed and almost hit her head on the wall.

After a brief inspection of my body, I was not surprised to find that there were many fresh scars on my body.

"Automatic＿Love, Evelyn Parker, a popular anchor will come to interview you in the afternoon. Remember to pack your body and don't embarrass Genting."

A mechanical male voice sounded in her ears.

Evelin responded in a low voice, picked up her clothes from the floor, and limped toward the bathroom.

The steaming water mist blurred the vision and moistened the eyes.

With difficulty, she opened her sore legs and washed them carefully. Evelin raised her head and watched silently as the spray of water above her head fell drop by drop. Finally, it turned into a pile of uncared for debris and flowed into the hollows on the soles of her feet. In the bottomless stench of destination.

The time allowed for cleaning was only a few minutes, leaving no room for Evelyn to be sentimental.

Turning off the shower head, she stepped out of the shower room and gently pressed the scar on her chest in front of the large mirror in the bathroom.

Fortunately, the clothes I brought today include a turtleneck sweater, so that I can maintain my last bit of ridiculous dignity in front of the camera.

Evelin thought in a bitter mood, gently raising the corners of her mouth when looking at herself in the mirror, but that flawless smile looked much more miserable than crying.

"Ding ding ding!" the bell was already urging.

She took the dirty clothes and hurriedly ran out of the working room and went to the small rest room. She quickly changed clothes next to her precious wardrobe.

Wearing red slender high heels, a turtleneck blue sweater covering her upper body, black jeans and a red leather jacket.

Although it is not a trend, it will not make Genting lose face.

Evelin nodded lightly in front of the small mirror in the room.

Now the only thing she is confident about is this empty skin.

Following the instructions from above, Evelin hurried to the agreed upon location.

Hope everything goes well, she whispered to herself.