The giant corporations that started in Night City

"Wait until next time. Lucy is still waiting for me in the car."

Li Ang shook his head and declined. During this period, besides busying himself with the company's main tasks, he was watching the Lunar Mewtwo video with Lucy. Fortunately, his body was still able to bear it.

"Okay, it seems I'm not the only one who falls in love!" Misty teased Li Ang with a wicked smile.

Soon, after waving goodbye to Leon, Misty began to look at the chip in her hand carefully. She had been in the psychic cabin all day and couldn't go anywhere. This thing seemed a bit useless to her.

The only function may be that when you are sick, you can get free treatment at the medical center and reimburse most of the medical expenses.

"It's a pity. I don't want to kill anyone, so I might as well give it to Jack."

Misty muttered quietly.

"Baby, if you want to fight with anyone, if there is any trouble, come to me to settle it."

I don't know when Jack Wells came to the bar of the Psychic Shack. He cast an ambiguous look at Misty and said, "Did you miss me, baby?"

Misty responded in her mind, "I've been thinking about it," but she said verbally, "No, you came to my place twice in three days, and you came more often than the customers who came to me for divination."

"Hey! That's because I miss you every day."

Jack expressed his love to Misty very openly, and then curled his lips at the eye-catching light bulb V and said, "Come in V, Misty and I will have a private chat, and we'll wait outside."

V didn't bother to watch the two people showing off their affection in front of him. After saying hello to Misty, he walked straight into Victor's prosthetic clinic.

Lao Wei's clinic is no different from before. It is still located at the back door of Misty's psychic house. The walls are still full of graffiti, plastic garbage, and some unknown electronic severed limbs.

Of course, those useless prosthetic limbs were all replaced from the guests. Victor would not be like those scavenger bastards who were obsessed with prosthetic devices on people.

"Hi! Lao Wei, are you busy?"

After V walked into the room, he happened to see Victor tinkering with his boxing tape. It seemed that his arrival happened to coincide with Victor's rest time.

"V, it's you, how are you doing recently?" Victor said hello to regular customers as usual.

"Overall, it's not bad. After all, Jack, you, and Misty are here. I live a happy life every day, but I came here today to trouble you."

After chatting with Victor for a while, V directly explained the purpose of his visit to him and told Victor that he was suspected of being infected by a neurovirus.

"Neurovirus? This is not common."

Victor was a little surprised. People nowadays basically perform self-examination on themselves. Conventional anti-virus software has long been able to completely eliminate non-lethal common neurological viruses.

What's more, Sandra Dorsett rescued by V is no ordinary person. She is a member of Ye's company and a platinum member of the trauma team.

The possibility of an upper-class company dog ​​like this being infected with neurovirus is almost zero, let alone transmitting the virus to V.

I'm afraid there's no other reason!

"V, are you sure you haven't eaten anything wrong recently or connected to any illegal black Mewtwo? You have to think about it carefully."

Victor asked again just to be cautious.

"No."

V shook his head and said with certainty: "Ever since I finished this job, I have had this strange reaction. I can 100% guarantee that it is that woman's problem."

"Of course, it might not be a neurovirus. If it's something else, I can't handle it alone, so I can only trouble you."

After hearing this, Victor had already made a rough judgment in his mind. He guessed that V was infected with something, but he couldn't be 100% sure before a thorough scan and examination.

"V, please lie down first and I'll give you a good full body check. As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to you."

"Thank you, Old Wei."

After saying that, V obediently lay down on the operating bed and allowed Victor to use the cable on his wrist to connect to the computer equipment.

"I use the latest self-checking system from LA Company. Their anti-virus software is military grade. Not to mention neural viruses, even AI can detect them."

Victor was typing the keyboard loudly while chatting with V to relax his mood.

"Lao Wei, what's your impression of LA Company, or what do you think of Mr. Li Ang?" V asked curiously.

Although he, Jack Wills, Misty, and Victor got along like old friends, in fact, V had only been in Night City for less than three months.

It can even be said that V knows nothing about this city. After all, he spent the first half of his life as a wanderer in the bad land outside the city to make a living.

"LA Company... This is a fairly good weapons company. Although the firearms they produced have killed many people, you have also seen that the new Watson District was built on the basis of 'gunfire'. "

"Six months ago, the unemployment rate in Watson was quite high, and there were wandering samurai and mercenaries everywhere. Now LA Company has driven these people to the factory, providing them with food, housing, and weekend breaks, and they are also handed over to the trauma team. of medical insurance.”

At this point, Victor seemed to remember something funny and laughed.

"I heard that many Arasaka company dogs couldn't stand the pressure of work, so they went to the LA company's assembly line to screw in screws. He said that this is the job people should do."

V couldn't help shaking his head. He had heard that employees of Arasaka, Petrochemical, and Military Technology drank coffee and took drugs 24 hours a day to keep themselves energetic.

The purpose is to keep themselves at work all the time, working day and night, and working until they vomit blood and ascend to heaven, and then they are willing to let the employees go and replace them with another one to continue working.

In the eyes of most companies, employees are screws that can never stop. Once they can't create value, they should be discarded and replaced with others.

But employees are also people and need rest.

"Old Victor, from what you said, LA company seems to be a company opened by a big philanthropist? Is it really so exaggerated?"

V asked half-jokingly.

Victor just shook his head after hearing this, "No, V, LA is not doing charity, it just gives employees the rights and fairness they deserve, that's all."

"In other words, this company just treats its employees as human beings, but just based on this, it is much better than any company you have seen in Night City."

"For ordinary people, the dream of pie in the sky and getting rich overnight is not as good as the real equivalent exchange."

"Do as much work as you get paid, instead of doing the same heavy work as cattle and horses with money that is only enough to feed ants."

"V, what do you think?"