Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

After the alarm was sounded, Arasaka's hacker team was no weaker than military troops.

There are a lot of people, and everyone is an elite monster.

There is no other option but to run.

"Well, wish me luck."

T-Bug muttered for a while, as if praying for something.

To say that a hacker is a profession, theoretically, he should have a deep contact with technology, so that he firmly believes in materialism.

But the vast majority of guys who have been walking on the line of life and death all year round and dancing on the blade will have a soft spot for superstitions such as gods, ghosts and ghosts.

When T-Bug chatted with Luo Qi, he talked a lot with him.

It's normal to pray or something.

There are also those who burn incense and pray to Buddha, fast and bathe before boarding the plane, fill their hacking chairs with various crosses and garlands, and hold some tokens in their hands all the time.

In contrast, a prayer or two is nothing at all.

Especially the guy who decorated his hacking chair and server like a church, Luo Qi wondered if he had a sense of serenity to welcome the holy light when he was lying on the hacking chair——

This feeling that his meow is about to ascend to heaven at any time, how auspicious it is! ?

But people just believe in this, what can you do?

This phenomenon not only exists in the hacker business, but also in the major gangs that lick blood, there are also one or more mainstream beliefs.

For example, the Tiger Claw Gang is a typical East Asian cultural circle, from the gods in ancient legends of various countries to the Cyber ​​Buddha that has been mutated and improved several times.

Some people also like to hang a jade on the chest, from safety buttons to brave, from amulets to statues, everything.

As for the Valentino gang, it is Christianity, and there is also the worship of Santa Muerte that originated in South America.They all believe in the Virgin Mary, and the cross is their favorite.

Coupled with their "golden aesthetics" and "devil color matching", it always gives people a very difficult feeling.

The soldiers and ruffians of the Sixth Street Gang follow the traditional American beliefs, and there are some new gods later, such as the "God of Guns" and "God of Bullets".

As for the Whirlpool Gang, it is a more primitive belief——

Cyber ​​Skeleton Spider, something similar to a totem.

The shape is always a skull, covered with piles of blood holes that have seen the San value go crazy, and leaking out, plus a bunch of mechanical prosthetics.

As for the Voodoo Gang...

Since the last NCPD's anti-crime operation, they have disappeared for a long time.

But Luo Qi knows that as long as Taipingzhou is not cleaned up for a day, they will be like cockroaches, hiding in dark corners and crevices, ready to give you a large nest of "surprises" at any time.

To be honest, their voodoo beliefs directly have a feeling of bringing Luo Qi back to the primitive society.

The Whirlpool Gang is still "waste punk + cyberpunk" anyway!

Surrounded by all kinds of messy beliefs.

As a staunch atheist materialist fighter, Luo Qi expressed his embarrassment.

After tidying up the scene, Luo Qi restored everything to its original appearance, then calmly walked out of the server room, continued to put on a bad face, and started walking towards the auditorium.

The access point will be done quickly, and it will be more convenient for them to act when the time comes.

"Sir, is there a problem?"

Seeing Luo Qi looking at the long lines, the guard in charge of the internal employee passage asked tentatively.

"..."

Luo Qi didn't say anything, just turned his head and continued to walk in with a blank expression.

This result made the guard slightly relieved——

From this point of view, he was a senior member who came to inspect the work. Although he was not his boss, if he felt that the security inspection was not in place, he could make their subordinates miserable in a matter of minutes.

Luo Qi knew the temperament of those Arasaka-style leaders, so he pretended to learn from each other.

And he is no longer that tender-headed green.

Dealing with life and death all day, after a long time, those eyes will become different from ordinary people.

Even the plain-looking members of the Terrorist Mobile Squad can still feel the aura of "this is a ruthless person" when chatting with other people in a plain tone.

They thought that Luo Qi was the kind of murderous secret agent, but in fact Luo Qi was just an ordinary hard-working little policeman.

Well, yes, that's it.

"This fake identity is really the right choice."

Feeling his almost unimpeded experience, Luo Qi seems to have discovered an interesting phenomenon.

Pretend to be an ordinary employee, restricted everywhere, can't do this, can't go that, don't say anything, and have to be vigilant and guarded against at all times, and can't make unreasonable actions.

But pretending to be a high-level devil, even if you treat those people fiercely, they still have to bow their heads submissively, not even daring to take a second look, let alone question their identity.

It's amazing.

shit...

Luo Qi is still thinking about the relationship here, but the scene that gradually came into view as he walked has completely attracted his eyes.

So beautiful, so spectacular, so grand.

Lying in a big trough.

If he could make a sound, Luo Qi's custody would have already started to marvel like "Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden".

Arasaka Hall.

The belt-like flat floor, the spiral staircase, and the almost spherical space design from top to bottom.

All the peripheral spectators are distributed in an interval with a suitable pitch angle, and the distance from the central podium is almost the same.

The core area, including the seats for the participants in the infield, is all carried on a huge lifting platform.

It looks like a Japanese sanctuary in space, holding an almost sci-fi meeting.

"I have to admit, Arasaka's technique is really fucking awesome."

Although I don't like these capital giants, their foundation is absolute technology.

The hollow atrium of the Ganbi Building and the dreamlike glass jungle design have already amazed him.

But unexpectedly, the auditorium in Arasaka was even more shocking.

The auditorium is in the usual Arasaka style, synonymous with sci-fi and sophistication.

The seats in the infield have an incredible sense of space that combines Japanese aesthetics——

Empty Cicada Hall.

Kong Chan, うつせみ (u tsu se mi), comes from "The Tale of Genji", the original meaning is "the cicada sheds its body", and it also refers to "the present world" and "the world".

"If only these were ours..."

Luo Qi couldn't help but let out a sigh.

As the world's top super company, Arasaka has the world's best technology and personnel.

Whether it is a designer or an architect, or the art responsible for the interior decoration, there is no doubt that the Empty Cicada Hall is the crystallization of the designer's painstaking efforts.

Luo Qi only has two words for this kind of thing——

want to!

Similarly, similar leading companies also have similar teams.

For example, the headquarters of military technology in Washington, although it is a bit older, it still has a very grand momentum.

But their military base is like a scene from a science fiction movie.

The scene of the large armored floating vehicle when it rises and falls is almost like a small drone automatically homing. It looks a little bigger from a distance, but the sky is filled with giants flying around.

As the setting sun set, the afterglow slid across the building, outlining a halo around the edge of the floating landing ship that landed.

Luo Qi still only has two words for this kind of thing——

want to! ! !

"What kind of bullshit design, it's gimmicky."

Just when Luo Qi was thinking, if these things don't just belong to countries like Japan, the New America, and Europe, Johnny's voice rushed in unscrupulously.

Hanhan, like a pig rushing forward, directly smashed the porcelain that Luo Qi was admiring.

"Ah this..."

Luo Qi didn't know how to answer him for a while.

For modern design, Johnny always has a very strong sense of rejection.

For example, Kerry's mansion has been complained by him.

But after reconciling with Kerry and wearing the same pants again, he quickly changed his tune and said the house was nice.

Luo Qi is very aware of this mentality——

Damn it, the son of a bitch, Arasaka, actually has something so awesome?

snort!I'm not fucking rare!

nausea!affectation!

Probably that's it.

But if these things are his own, or belong to people he knows, or as long as the owner has a little favor with him, then it will immediately become——

Hmm...not bad.

He's an old double standard.

"Fuck you Johnny, I think you are sour."

Luo Qi smiled quietly, "But I'm also sour, so we agree."

That's right, go to your fucking Arasaka!

"Okay, stop fucking nonsense, and keep a low profile for me."

Roger's voice was still so calm, but it was a little more dignified and serious.

He could imagine that expression——

With a calm complexion, deep and firm eyes, sharp-edged eyebrows, hands folded in front of his chest, his back leaning on a comfortable seat, and his legs crossed.

Then the pangolin stood beside it with an "abba aba" expression on its face, as motionless as a mountain.

Well, actually the pangolin is not that stupid, but compared with Rogge's queenly aura, it really looks a bit cute.

But I have to praise it.

Luo Qi had seen so many women in Night City, many of them were ruthless characters.

Some are pretending to be ruthless, and some are really ruthless.

But without exception, none of Rogge's aura——

It was an awe-inspiring atmosphere, but at the same time it was not cold like a mountain.

Befriend her, and that awe quickly turns into solid trust.

With such a middleman as the backing, no matter how I think about it, I feel reliable and practical.

"where are you?"

Luo Qi stood on the edge of the fence, looking around, there were all human heads, and the ones in the distance could not even be seen clearly.

"Counting from the middle to the upper floor, with the podium as the center, the gate is at six o'clock, and we are at two o'clock."

The pangolin said swiftly.

Soon, Luo Qi found that location, which was almost diagonally opposite to him.

The first thing that catches the eye is the pangolin, which is too big to fit in the seat.

He stood next to Roger.

As for Johnny, he was sitting next to her, looking a little out of shape.