don't delay my resurrection

【…】

Arasaka Larimosu replied with an ellipsis in a guilty conscience, and he really sent a sentence with the mentality of testing it.

【You old bastard, you have the guts="=convex!】

[Forget it, I can’t sleep anyway, so let me tell you about Mr. Blue Eyes that I told you last time, and about Richard Knight’s death, what do you know? 】

……

Awakened by Arasaka's message, Rebecca, who couldn't fall asleep, exchanged information with Arasaka while suppressing her anger.

Richard Knight's death, Arasaka Corporation, no, it should be said that Saburo Arasaka was the mastermind, and military technology also intervened. His death was planned by one hand.

As for why they did that, looking at the current Night City, everything is so simple and clear. If Richard Knight is still alive, this city will never become like this.

From 3 am to 4 am.

After finishing the chat, Rebecca was lying on the bed and sleeping. Now it was Arasaka Raisaka's turn to suffer from insomnia. When he went out the next day, he was quite haggard. By accident, Saburo Arasaka, who was cured on the day of his illness, thought that Arasaka Lai Xuan's haggardness was due to his illness, which made this hard-hearted imperial soldier who had participated in the battle feel a little hesitant about his future plans.

Thinking of the end of his life, he strengthened his mind for his goal all the time, no matter how much sacrifice he made for that goal, it was worth it.

Lai Xuan, you will understand me.

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Sasha discovered that her life had undergone earth-shaking changes since she came to Night City and was blackmailed by the Sixth Street Gang. After being rescued by Rebecca, she lived in a luxurious apartment and went out several times whether she wanted to ride a motorcycle or drive There were motorcycles and cars for her to choose from, and she thought Rebecca had bought them.

Knowing what she was thinking, Rebecca laughed wildly and told her the history of these cars. Some of them were given by others, and some of the owners were killed by her. She saw that the cars were good and drove back.

After Sasha got this answer, the way she looked at Rebecca changed, as if she knew Rebecca again, and she was relieved to think that Rebecca could decide the life and death of those members of the Sixth Street Gang with just a phone call. .

Those members of the Sixth Street Gang died on the street. She paid a little attention to this matter, hacked the nearby surveillance, saw the first-hand surveillance video, and had a deeper understanding of Rebecca's methods, and studied harder. The knowledge in the chip, and improving it based on the puppet that Rebecca gave her.

In just a few days, Sasha's hacking technology has advanced by leaps and bounds. She is already talented in this area. She even tried to write a "cyber psychopathy" puppet based on the anti-invasion puppet that Rebecca gave her, which can make the invaded In a short period of time, people become cyber psychopaths to attack everyone around them, and they are perfect puppets for causing chaos.

When the door opened, Sasha took off the head-mounted hacking device and looked at Rebecca who came back from the outside with a tired face.

"What have you been up to lately? Can you tell me?"

In recent days, Sasha found that Rebecca was getting more and more tired every day.

"Busy about business, didn't I tell you? I started a company, and it's a profitable company." Rebecca took out a Snickers bar from her pocket and threw it to Sasha, "This It is the product produced by our company, the taste is not bad, and the price is relatively cheap."

Rebecca sat on the sofa tiredly, not wanting to move. Thinking of those Indian guys who did a lot of shit and liked to cut corners, she got angry.

The company's business can't be done with gangs and mercenaries, otherwise, she couldn't resist tearing off the hand of the black-skinned Indian bastard who ate with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth at today's dinner.

If it weren't for their production line, it would be okay, and the ghost would find them to do the OEM.

Damn, in the future, if you have money, you must have your own production line, or you will be pissed off by these idiots sooner or later.

Rebecca lit a cigarette and rubbed her aching temples.

"The taste is not bad, unlike the one-dollar pizza, it smells like plastic."

Sasha took a bite of the Snickers bar, looked at the few pitiful nuts and sticky sugar inside, and thought of the one-dollar pizza from this chain store.

"A one-dollar pizza? Is that something edible? That thing doesn't match my company's products." Rebecca sneered, thinking of Sasha eating a one-dollar pizza, she looked at her seriously and asked : "Are you out of money?"

"..."

Sasha didn't answer Rebecca, and said in silence for a moment: "I want to do cyberpunk, so there should be a need for hackers, right?"

"Yes, if you want to work, I can introduce you to some passable intermediaries, but you have to remember, don't trust them too much."

Rebecca heard that Sasha was changing directions and told her that she had no money, but she would not ask for her money, so she simply introduced a middleman to her and let her earn money to support herself.

"Thank you, Rebecca."

"I'll accept your thank you—"

Before Rebecca finished speaking, she saw Sasha's nosebleed. She stood up suddenly, pointed at her nose and said, "You, you have a nosebleed!"

"Ah... forgot to buy the inhibitor."

Sasha wiped his nosebleed, faced Rebecca's concerned eyes, squinted his eyes and smiled like a cat, and said, "It's okay, I don't have many places to transform my prosthetic body."

"Depend on!"

Rebecca extinguished the cigarette in her hand.

"You come with me."

Rebecca grabbed Sasha's arm and led her to her studio.

"here it is……"

Sasha looked at the prosthetic body placed on the table and the busy intelligent robot. Judging from the green and pink color scheme, it can be seen that this is Rebecca's style.

"I forgot to tell you, I'm not only a company owner, but also a prosthetic doctor. Here, the certificate is over there."

Rebecca pointed to the cabinet on the left, where Rebecca's certificate as a prosthetic doctor was placed.

"Lie here."

"it is good."

Sasha lay down obediently, watching Rebecca rummaging around for inhibitors.

"I remember I bought an inhibitor, where did I put it...Ah! Here!" Rebecca found the inhibitor and gave Sasha an injection.

"Don't you usually use inhibitors?"

Sasha glanced at the production date on the inhibitor. Although it hadn't expired, it was quite a long time ago.

"I don't use inhibitors, and neither do the others here. Their prosthetic bodies are modified by me. The burden on the body and spirit is very low, and they can almost be used as original limbs." Rebecca checked Sasha's body. Physical condition, answered her question.

"You still transform the prosthetic body?" Sasha looked at Rebecca in shock.

How many faces of this man did she not know?

The boss of the company, the vicious and famous mercenary in Night City, and the prosthetic doctor who can transform prosthetic bodies, these three irrelevant identities will appear on one person.

"When I'm done with my time, I'll modify your implant."

As Rebecca said, she picked up the remaining inhibitor and put it on the table.

"Before then, these inhibitors are enough for you. You don't have many implants, and the burden on your body and mind is not that serious. The reason why you have a nosebleed today is because you have been studying with the chip for too long, causing you The body bears too much burden, but there is no problem mentally."

Rebecca looked at the various data displayed on the operation panel.

"You want to help me modify the implant?" Sasha was a little surprised when he heard Rebecca's words, and his blue eyes widened.

"Of course, I will modify your implant, but it's not free." Rebecca said with a shrewd smile, "Little wild cat, you owe me more and more, before you pay it off, I won't let you go."

"Okay, your body is fine."

Seeing that Sasha's various data were stable, Rebecca moved the operation panel and warned: "Don't overuse the implant, or you will have to use inhibitors frequently."

"Thank you."

Sasha sat up and looked at the inhibitor on the table. It was an inhibitor that had just been unpacked, and the manufacturer was Biotechnology.

"Let's go, the time is just right now, I'll take you to meet a few middlemen, and they will contact you if there is a suitable job for you in the future." Rebecca suggested that since Sasha wanted to work, she would take advantage of the time Time, take her to meet a few middlemen.

"now?"

Sasha held the inhibitor and looked at Rebecca in surprise.

Rebecca was so diligent, she felt that she was a trouble, and she couldn't wait to get rid of her.

"Didn't you say it? You want to do cyberpunk work, why? Changed your mind?" Seeing Sasha, Rebecca seemed a little reluctant to go.

"go with!"

Sasha gritted his teeth, said stubbornly, and walked out quickly, like a wild cat with its head raised proudly.

Am I saying something wrong?

Rebecca looked at Sasha's back with question marks all over her head.

Roger at the Afterlife Nightclub in Little Chinatown, Watson; Father Sebastian Ibarra at Haywood; Wakako Okada at Japan Street in Westbrook.

Walking out of Okada Wakako's pachinko shop, Sasha looked at Rebecca more and more strangely when he heard the sex doll's suggestive words to solicit customers.

"Don't look at me with such strange eyes. The three middlemen I introduced to you are the middlemen who have a good relationship with me. At least, they will take it easy when they work for you, and they won't arrange too difficult for you. Work can also take care of you when you first entered the industry."

Rebecca couldn't bear Sasha's strange gaze, so she explained that she and Okada Wakako had an unpleasant relationship at first, but later reconciled, and took a lot of orders from Okada Wakako.

"Rebecca, you have helped me so much, what should I do to repay you?"

Sasha looked at Rebecca seriously, her hacking skills were not as good as Rebecca's, except that her hacking skills could barely be used, she couldn't think of anything Rebecca could use her for.

"In the future, you will know."

Rebecca smiled mysteriously and took Sasha's hand.

"Let's go, we should go back, or—"

Rebecca's sex puppets can be seen everywhere, and then said: "Or, do you want to see how they solicit customers?"

"I don't want to see it!"

Sasha dragged Rebecca toward the stairs that left Twist Street.

Rebecca was dragged away by Sasha, looking at her back, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

For questions that could not be answered in the previous life, in this life, she will ask Sasha at the right time and get her answer.

PS: Just an update today.

Chapter 20 David Martinez

Gloria couldn't understand what her boss was thinking, and she always thought about it.

Although the name of their company bears the word "Technology", they sell high-calorie energy bars that are popular among the low-level people. Who would have thought that a company that sells energy bars would suddenly want to sell prosthetic bodies.

Selling food to enter the technology industry, no matter how you think, it is not reliable.

Gloria thought at first that Rebecca was crazy, or that she was playing an April Fool's joke on her, and it wasn't a funny joke at all.

It wasn't until Rebecca started contacting the foundry that she realized that Rebecca wasn't joking with her, she was serious.

As Rebecca found the foundry and began to handover and discuss the foundry issues with the person in charge of the Indian company responsible for the foundry, Gloria also became busy. As Rebecca's secretary, every time she handed over Follow Rebecca's side and be responsible for recording the discussions between the two during each handover.

Rebecca didn't like those Indians who liked to eat pilaf. Gloria noticed this the moment Rebecca saw those Indians whose skin color was similar to that of blacks. Obviously, Those Indians didn't notice that her boss hated them.

Whether talking about OEM issues, material issues, or price issues, Rebecca always has a formulaic smile on her face, which is decent and generous, but does not reach her eyes.

"Gloria, today is the last time to talk to them. The important issues have been settled, and the trivial matters are left, you can deal with them."

Rebecca didn't want to see those Indians anymore, especially one of them made a bold hint, which really made her want to tear off his finger-eating hand and stuff it into his ass.

"Eh?"

Gloria was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Rui, Rebecca, isn't this appropriate?"

"It doesn't matter, the rest of the matter is not important, whether it is the material, the processing drawing, or the price, we have settled the matter, and the remaining trivial matters are nothing more than the unwilling delusions of some idiot with a face darker than his ass. .”

"If I go, will they not be happy? Rebecca, you talked to them before, will it appear that I don't pay enough attention to them?"

Seeing Rebecca sitting on the chair as if she had no bones, Gloria knew that she had made up her mind not to meet those Indians, and she looked embarrassed.

"What are you afraid of? The contract has been signed. If they dare to breach the contract, they must pay me for the loss. If they don't want to compensate for the loss, they must obediently process the parts of the prosthetic body for me. There must be no defects or bad products."

Rebecca clicked a few times with her mobile phone, and an electronic contract was sent to Gloria.

"This company that produces low-quality weapons and junk prosthetics needs orders that can make money. Otherwise, they will be the ones who lose money just by producing the unrefined garbage. .”

Rebecca snorted softly, and said disdainfully, it wasn't that she looked down on the Indian company, but that company was like that.

The low-quality weapons produced can be printed out with a plastic printer, and the prosthetic body produced can also be shrunk by the material supplier. It can be called the prosthetic body of the beggar in the cyberpunk era. Better than the crap they produce.

If it weren't for the fact that this company's production line is newly built and the OEM price is cheap, Rebecca would not have chosen this Indian company. She was disgusted by those Indians for several days, especially one of them wanted to fucking pursue she.

Damn, don't piss and take care of yourself!

The black one is like coal, so ghosts will take a fancy to him.

Seeing the anxiety on Gloria's face, Rebecca said, "By the way, Gloria, I will let Rachel go with you as your bodyguard."