"Haven't you noticed? Today, my urge to create came again. This is the fucking reincarnation."

Is it such a coincidence?

Rocky smiled.

For others, it may be nothing.

But for Kerry, it really seems like there is a kind of hidden guidance in life.

Over the past few decades, especially in recent years.

Achievement and fame bring luxury and luxury, feel the cheers of the audience, and enjoy the pursuit of music fans.

Staying in the most luxurious apartment in Night City, writing songs that I am not so satisfied with, my mind is full of business.

Since when did music and creation make him feel numb?

This is a question that even he himself does not understand.

For the strong reaction, his heart told him that he was afraid.

Fear of being eliminated by this era, fear of being no longer popular, fear of not being able to prove one's strength, fear of returning to the shadows and poverty of the past.

But all this, with the arrival of Johnny, all changed.

He glanced at Luo Qi and V, with great gratitude in his eyes.

Many people are just passers-by in their lives, but there are always a few passers-by who can walk into his world and bring about changes in his life.

He took a breath.

Maybe the air purification device played a role, maybe his mood infected other five senses, he had never felt the sea breeze in Night City so moving.

"What's that song called? Have I heard it?"

V asked curiously.

"'Blood to the Rhythm.' Ummm...written on a cruise ship. About cigars, pools...buffet, etc...ah, all the rotten life."

Kerry sighed, which contained helplessness and sadness that only he knew.

"Everyone thought it was a song mocking corporate hegemony."

"But it wasn't actually a vacation—I was busy serving guests on a cruise ship. I wrote songs in my spare time until my fingers bleed."

Speaking of this, Kerry let out a very pure sneer, with a bit of sarcasm and a bit of resentment, but his eyes were full of relieved calm.

"Oh, and when you work, you have to avoid blood on their exquisite porcelain plates, so the inspiration came—about the blood and tears of the poor. Of course, everyone's interpretation can be different."

Kerry gritted his teeth as he spoke.

Is it a resentment for past injustices?

I still recall that year when I was young and full of vigor.

Inspiration brought him not only the beauty of immersion, but also the surge hidden deep in the blood vessels and bones.

"The fire was dead... one of Samurai's big hits. This new song is just like it, fresh, raw, and real."

The vast majority of people either think highly of themselves or underestimate themselves.

But Kerry felt it in this moment.

He smelled his breath, felt the beating of his heart, as if there was a self in front of him telling him——

That's right, everything you do now is what you want.

It is also your past lost and forgotten.

This is a kind of reincarnation.

"The feeling from the past is back? Johnny's favorite Kerry is back? I can't help you with composing music, but you are really in good shape now."

Rocky is happy that Kerry is back on his feet.

And the effect of cheering up is much better than he thought.

Many momentary upliftments are just like a ripple in a big pond, causing the gray and gloomy life to have such ups and downs, and then return to nothingness within a few days.

But Kerry is different. His life is not like accidentally discovering a flower on the side of the road, and being moved by the spring and colorful.

A new path had been set before him.

And Johnny, even if Luo Qi teased him by the way, he didn't make a sound.

This is Kerry's moment.

And Johnny himself was reflecting.

Unlike Kerry, he does not have the life experience of more than half a century.

But during these years of chaotic sleep in the data fortress, his consciousness has not really stagnated.

The memories before his death, as well as the review of his life, almost became all he had.

He glanced back at Night City.

For a moment, the feeling of being far away from that city brought him a sense of relief.

Is it what he wants to hang out with Kerry?

No, neither of them are like that.

For them, it is just a muddleheaded way of life, because even when they are so poor that they have no money in their pockets after eating, then this simple happiness is still their short-term escape from life. antidote.

But people can live in a muddle, but they can't live in a muddle.

Johnny is different from Kerry, the more silent he is, the more he thinks.

And if Kerry doesn't say a word, it's probably because he can't think about it, sulks and doubts his life.

Luo Qi felt that today was a good time, so at least he witnessed the changes between the two of them with his own eyes.

"I think you should know what you want."

Roach said.

He looked into Kerry's eyes.

Now there is a brightness never seen before.

It's just that he is no longer sharp and youthful, but like Johnny, he hides that belief and firmness deeply in the deepest part.

Perhaps this is the stability of the "old man".

Luo Qi still felt that he would be beaten for saying so.

"However, I think it's okay to say that your first song is a satire on the company's hegemony."

Luo Qi put his hands behind his head and looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"If it weren't for the company's capital, the gap between the rich and the poor wouldn't be so huge, and your life wouldn't have to be so hard. Your memories are full of blood and tears."

"Now you ask me to summarize what bad things the company has done. In fact, the longer it takes, the more I can't tell."

Rocky closed his eyes.

"Every Night City story, as long as it is told in a straightforward manner, is actually a silent accusation."

There are too many, too complicated, too indescribable, too overwhelming.

Luo Qi is not good at summarizing these, and he has no plans to write a news report or investigative paper.

The tragedy brought about by corporate hegemony has become an entire era, or even several eras.

He helped the old captain and the priest, and did a lot of low-paying jobs.

This is not in line with his strength and status, but he still did it.

During this process, he met some reporters who were still insisting on reporting the truth, and policemen who were still speaking for justice.

Just like Max said.

Evil has become commonplace, and the truth has become insignificant. Birds who dare to tell the truth are strangled to death, justice is exposed to the wilderness, and finally rots in the ground.

Luo Qi felt that even if he sorted out his work notes, any outsider would be shocked to see them.

What does corporate hegemony bring about?

Brought a technological boom?brought economic prosperity?Brought international trade liberalization?

That's what politicians and the propaganda machine of capital say.

There is no need to write a bitter and bitter song to satirize and oppose corporate hegemony.

Because it's everywhere.

Johnny is a restless, tough and stubborn rebel at heart.

The companies regarded him as an extreme terrorist and promoted it for many years. Until now, when it comes to the disaster in 2023, in the mouths of the news media and official organizations, he is still the heinous villain.

Johnny felt that the city was rotten, and it would be the same for anyone else, so why not just light a nuclear bomb to quiet it down.

Although, looking at it now, it seems that there is not much change, but he still firmly believes that ordinary methods are completely hopeless for this rotten world.

But Luo Qi, in fact, is the more radical person.

If you want to improve, you have to weaken the company.

If you want to disrupt, you have to overthrow it with as much force as the company.

If you want to usher in a new world, you have to...

Usher in the rise after the disaster, reborn in the ruins.

Do not break or stand.

Johnny just thought about how to destroy it, so as to make this group of companies feel heartbroken.

Luo Qi thought about it and flipped the chessboard.

The four of them each have their own different styles and personalities.

But there is only one thing that is common and firm——

Fucking son of a bitch company, to the fucking world.

But if you want to resist, you must first pull yourself out of the quagmire.This is true of both body and mind.

"You have brought me a whole new change... Well, how should I put it... Before that, I was in a sinking state, afraid to face my inner self."

Kerry had never felt so clear in his head.

"Now I'm thinking of new songs—even a new album. A new soul, a new drive, a new chapter for myself."

"I'm having a, uh, epiphany right now."

"I'm fucking fed up with chaos and intrigue. I'm going to start a new chapter and be a new me."

This made Luo Qi and V nod repeatedly.

"However, let's start tomorrow."

Kerry added.

"I can fuck you."

Rocky laughed at him.

But since he has said all this, it is not the so-called intermittent complacency, but really wants to do something.

"Come on, welcome the exhale! inhale! of freedom!"

Kerry suddenly jumped off the couch like a lunatic.

That energy surged to the point of explosion, even made Luo Qi feel in a trance, seeing how he felt when he was eighteen that summer.

"Bang! Bang!!"

With a crisp explosion, Kerry swung his arms round, raised the guitar above his head with both hands, and then slammed it hard on the ground of the yacht.

It fell apart, the strings fell apart.

What the hell! ?

Rocky froze for a moment.

Isn't this thing priceless as I just said?

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