People are in Night City, start to add points

Bastard, when I spend a few days to collect enough money, I will die!

Volume 3: Chapter 3 Chapter [-]: There will always be some accidents

In the valley area of ​​Santo Domingo, there is always a strange smell in the air. The ubiquitous industrial waste gas mixed with the stench of street garbage challenges your nerves all the time.

David stood downstairs in the apartment building, wondering if he should get a prosthetic nose that could filter harmful gases.

In front of him was a piece of abandoned construction site, with countless pipes running through it in all directions, and the ground was divided into layers by scaffolding.This is the unique scenery of Santo Domingo. All kinds of gangs and homeless people hide in the construction site, or make a living, or do some shady activities.

Dangers abound here, but there's also the possibility of finding some good stuff.

At this time, it has been three days since David got the system. He has basically recovered from the overdrawn physical exercise and is going to go shopping.

Before time travel, David was obsessed with "Cyberpunk 2077" for a period of time. The game time was as high as 180 hours. He had opened several files of different genders and genres. Rare items that can be picked up on the map.

Of course, these things are not waiting for you at the side of the road, they often appear at the same time as various dangers.

But David felt that it was necessary to take some risks. He now needs immediate combat power to protect himself.

Part of the reason for this was Tanaka. Since the conflict that day, Tanaka rarely came to make trouble, and just looked at himself coldly.

But David didn't think his words would have any effect. Whether it was the memory he inherited in this life or his understanding of this person from watching animation in his previous life, this guy Tanaka was unlikely to let it go.

Although I don't know how he will retaliate against himself, there is nothing wrong with being more careful.

In addition, Night City really made people feel very insecure. He heard gunshots downstairs last night, and saw a large dark red bloodstain in front of the convenience store on the corner this morning.

To dawdle in this kind of place, at least one should have a handy gun, right?

In the past few days, apart from attending classes, David has been hunting treasures in various parts of Night City based on his memory, and exercising has also been moved to night.

But now it is 2075, there are still two years before the plot of the game, many places are different, and he found nothing.

Today is a day off, I don't need to go to the academy, I can look for a while, I hope I can gain something.

In fact, in the abandoned construction site next to David's apartment building, there is a black boxing place, where you can get a pretty good sniper rifle 'Zero Five', which is said to be a good thing that can even shoot down floating vehicles.

But with David's current strength, he couldn't even hold up to the group of Sixth Street gangsters, let alone snatch a gun from them.

There are a lot of good things around here, such as the 'comrade's hammer', which is a pistol in name, but its power is about the same as that of a cannon. It is a typical hairy weapon with extremely violent damage.It's a pity that you can only find the production blueprints. If you want to get the finished product, in addition to saving enough production materials, you have to upgrade the 'technical' attribute.

Not only that, many weapons require specific attributes to reach a certain level before they can be used, and this cannot be achieved in a short time.Like Comrade's hammer, it needs ten physical attributes. With David's current small body, if he uses it forcibly, he will die if he shoots it down. Besides, his own arm must be crippled.

There are many similar locations and weapons, and he also confirmed the reliability of some information from the guards and the surrounding terrain.Although it is not certain whether that equipment exists, those places must have the value of stationing armed personnel, or are the bases of some organizations themselves.

Today, he decided to go a little further, to the north of the Coronado ranch.

In my memory, there is an abandoned warehouse there, and there are a lot of purple equipment in it.This is much better than blueprints, even if you can't use it yourself, you can still sell it for a lot of money.

However, he couldn't remember the exact location of the warehouse, and it would take some time to search for it.

Of course, in reality, this place may not be undefended, and it may also be a secret base or safe house of an organization. It is not without risk, but compared to other places, it is much safer.

Although it is also in Santo Domingo, unlike the River Valley area, Coronado Farm is more like the suburbs of Eagle Country in the early [-]th century.

It is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city center, and the streets are much quieter than other places. You can even see people standing in the yard, chatting leisurely with their neighbors with coffee in hand.

David vaguely remembered that his target was located in a single-family bungalow under a row of overpasses, but the buildings here all looked similar, and coupled with the huge difference between reality and the game itself, David couldn't even tell which was which. , You can only find it street by street.

Not long after walking, an old-fashioned pickup suddenly stopped slowly in front of David, and several young men with stars and eagles printed on their coats got out of the car.

It's the Sixth Street Gang.

David suddenly stopped vigilantly. He was too familiar with this gang rooted in Santo Domingo. These guys were maintaining order on the streets in name, but they did all kinds of bad things secretly, and they were no different from other gangs in essence. .

However, several youths from the Sixth Street Gang did not come for David. After getting off the car, they quickly came to a small building, one of them knocked on the door, and the others dispersed.

"Bill, open the door!" shouted the knocker.

There was no response in the room, it was as quiet as an empty house.

"Don't pretend, I know you're home."

The young man who knocked on the door quietly held the pistol on his waist and continued to shout.

"Bill, we've advised you since you left the army, don't go to any factory, isn't it okay to go to the Sixth Street Gang with your brothers?"

"It's good now, it's getting into trouble. Bill, come out obediently and come out with us, and lose a few fingers at most..."

Just as he was shouting, the other members of the Sixth Street Gang had already surrounded the small building and looked inside through the window.

However, the curtains were drawn and nothing could be observed.

At this moment, David had already retreated quietly, turned and left.He didn't want to get involved with this kind of thing, and was going to change his path.

Things like watching the excitement were fine in the previous life, but not in this life.

I came here to pick up equipment, and I didn't want to care about the grievances and grievances of the Sixth Street Gang, nor did I have the ability to do so.

"Bill, don't blame us if you don't open the door again, you..."

At this time, the yelling of the members of the Sixth Street Gang behind him stopped abruptly.

squeak--

It was the sound of an old-fashioned wooden door being pushed open.

The next second, David heard dense gunshots behind him!

Da da da, da da da——

"You, ah-uh..."

David instinctively turned his head back, just in time to see the young man from the Sixth Street Gang standing at the door, with an unknown number of blood holes in his head, what he wanted to say and screams turned into sobs leaking from his throat Voice.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

"He has only one person, kill him!"

Well-trained members of the Sixth Street Gang immediately surrounded them, making various tactical moves, or lying on their side on the ground, or crouching behind the wall, and immediately raised their guns to shoot if they could not find cover.

Their reaction was quite timely, but before they could even fire their guns, they fell one by one, even those who had no shooting angle at all and hid behind the bunker.

Looking at it from David's perspective, it was unimaginable, even a little scary. Those bodies that swayed and fell didn't have any wounds, but their heads were blown.

From the shooting to the end, only four or five seconds passed.

In just four or five seconds, the Sixth Street Gang squad composed of veterans was wiped out.

Then, the wooden door that was already full of bullet holes cracked open, and a tall man in a factory uniform walked out of the house.

His eyes were red and his expression was distorted, as if he was in pain and confused.

The man stood at the door of the house, looked left and right, then raised his pistol, pointed at the pedestrians on the street, and pulled the trigger one by one.

Volume 4: Chapter 4: Walking on the Edge

As early as when the Sixth Street Gang surrounded the small building, most of the passers-by, like David, were about to turn around and leave.

However, the shootout broke out very suddenly and ended very quickly.Passers-by, including David, have not gone far and are still within range.

bang-bang-

With the sound of gunshots, pedestrians on the street and residents standing in their yards were shot and fell to the ground.

All of a sudden, there were screams one after another in the small street, and blood was everywhere.

David felt his mind go blank and froze for two seconds.

It was the first time he had seen such a bloody and terrifying scene, and he was at a loss for a while.

Fortunately, the man named Bill didn't look his way first.

After a few more people fell down on the street ahead, David finally came to his senses. He quickly lowered his body and hid behind the trash can next to him, curled up in a ball, trying not to expose himself.

boom--

There was another gunshot, and in the direction David was facing, a passerby who was running wildly into the distance had blood on his head and fell down.

Fuck, is this a cyber psychosis? !

David's eyes were staring and his hands were shaking, but his thoughts gradually calmed down.

That guy's state is not right, as if he has completely lost his sanity and humanity, and his brain is controlled by extremely violent emotions. This situation is very similar to the situation of cyber psychosis in memory.

But I can't seem to do anything.

I can't beat and beat, I can't run away, I can only pray that he doesn't find himself...

At this time, as the last scream stopped, the street became dead silent, without any sound, as if everything that happened just now was an illusion.

David didn't even dare to catch his breath this time, his whole body was tense, and he didn't dare to make the slightest movement.

This dead silence lasted for about ten seconds, and then David heard a trembling voice in the distance.

"what did I do……"

Recovered briefly?

David guessed the opponent's current state, but still didn't dare to move.

Perhaps Bill temporarily got rid of the berserk state of losing his mind, but who knows if he will violently kill again in the next second.

And so the street fell silent again, save for Bill's inaudible murmur.

In David's senses, every minute and every second is extremely long.

Like a century later, Bill's voice sounded again.

"Come out, don't hide."

If you say go out, I will go out!

David's heart was pounding and he pretended he didn't hear anything.

"The one behind the trash can, I've already scanned you."

Depend on!

David's expression suddenly collapsed, he struggled for a few seconds, and then reluctantly stood up with a mentality of seeing death as home.

Without the obstruction of the trash can, David's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

There is blood everywhere.

Several corpses fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, all of them were in good health, but their heads were smashed into sieves.

The man stood in the middle of the road in a daze, his hand holding the gun lowered to his side.

"Are you... sober?"

David asked cautiously.

"I do not know."

Bill stood in a pool of blood and shook his head, his movements were as slow as if his neck was rusted.

"Just now, they all turned into monsters in my eyes, I have to kill them..."

"Listen, you are under too much pressure." David quickly interrupted him, for fear that Bill would go into a violent state of killing anyone if he continued: "When the mentality is out of balance, people can't control too many prosthetic bodies. , causing cognitive impairment. It’s a disease, and you’re sick.”

"You're right, I did encounter some things recently."

Bill raised his head slightly, and it was only then that David saw that although his eyes were no longer red, they were also bloodshot, as if both eyeballs were about to bulge out of their sockets.

"Actually, you can still be saved." David swallowed, trying to make his voice more stable: "I suggest you throw away the weapon on your body, and then find an empty house, lock yourself in, and wait Calm down and find a doctor."

"Ha, I know what you're thinking, there's no need to lie to me with such words."

Bill grinned, as if he wanted to laugh, but the smile was uglier than crying.

"I have been a soldier, so I am very aware of my physical state. This state of sobriety will not last long. Sooner or later, I will return to what I was just now."

After speaking, he threw the gun in his hand to David's feet.

"This gun can't lock on the person holding it, so use it and kill me."

kill me……

In David's two lifetimes, this was the first time he heard such a strange request.

He raised his arm with a complicated expression, looking like he wanted to pick up the gun, but he didn't dare to make this move.

"Little devil, you haven't killed anyone, have you?"