Doesn't he have any objections? It's just that middlemen are usually necessary to check the details, but they don't check in such detail.

"Your information is lying in the database, and it is difficult to pretend that you cannot see it."

Luo Qi glanced at him with a smile in his eyes.

Mann patted his head, then his stomach, and pinched his thigh.

"I didn't expect you to be quite thin when you were young."

"No way, it's hard not to 'inflate' when you're old."

Mann imitated Luo Qi's accent, and said with self-deprecation.

"Hey, I can't run anymore, obviously it was very easy before."

"Because you installed too many prosthetic bodies, Mann."

Luo Qi's words made him freeze in place.

"There is no end to the modification, just like installing a computer. If a component exceeds the load of the entire platform, then other hardware must be replaced."

"If you have good enough software, can the nerve response and muscle response keep up?"

"What about cardiorespiratory fitness? What about body frame?"

He glanced at Mann, but didn't look up and down, because he had already figured out the details.

"It's not that you can't run anymore, but that the prosthetic body can't keep up with the generation."

"..."

Luo Qi's words were like a stab in the heart, causing Mann to fall into silence.

"But I don't have any more money."

The cost of replacing prosthesis is high.

Although technology has not made much progress in the past half century, the problems Mann has to face are still the common "chicken ribs".

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

When too much body tissue is replaced with a prosthetic body, he should consider such a future.

"Compared to the quantity, few but fine implants are more important."

Luo Qi sighed and said.

"Let's talk about you back then, why didn't you continue to be a marathon runner?"

"Because it wasn't chosen."

Mann's tone was full of bitterness.

Memories began to flood his eyes and take over his brain.

"They all had the latest implants, but I didn't have any money when I first came to Night City, so I lost out."

Only those who have received sponsorship or achieved rankings can continue to make their mark in this industry. This seems to be a reciprocating cycle, but unfortunately, Mann failed to even successfully enter this cycle.

"Later I went to the army. In the army, I installed a lot of implants."

Mann raised his arms, as if recalling those images that had become the past.

"Plenty and cheap, large quantity but no matter how full you are."

Luo Qi probably knew how things developed to this field.

New America...

He raised his eyes, gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.

These scumbags who treat soldiers as consumables.

"They always show you the best and don't say a word about the wretched experiences of veterans who have ruined their lives or simply died in service."

Luo Qi felt his heart was bleeding.

Because every time he would think of Suzi tossing and turning in the middle of the night and having trouble falling asleep, or rolling and shaking in pain and nightmares.

Although the current situation has improved, the trauma brought about is almost a lifetime.

Damn military tech...

Damn New America...

Although they are both competitors, Arasaka's treatment of soldiers will be a little better than military technology.

But it's just a little bit, the difference between "poor" and "worse".

"..."

After knowing that Luo Qi's girlfriend also had such an experience, the questions in Mann's heart began to be answered slowly.

Dealing with corporations is definitely not a good job.

But Rocky has absolute reasons.

"A considerable part of the cyberpsychopaths killed by the terrorist mobile team every year has to be given by the self-proclaimed 'free and just army'."

Luo Qi controlled his temper a little bit.

After all, Mann is not a person of military technology, he is also a victim, so there is no need to take your anger on him.

"Cyber ​​psychosis..."

Mann repeated the word in his mouth, his eyes trembling a little.

"The head can lie, the body can't."

Luo Qi looked at his burly body.

I don't know how much of it is the original flesh and blood.

"But I have no choice."

Mann closed his eyes in pain, stopped walking, but raised his head and looked at the sky.

"Yeah, you have no choice."

Rocky sighed.

Mann, who was discharged from the army, was lucky and didn't have any major problems.

His strong physical fitness allowed him to save a small amount of money without any problems, and then he came out of the army.

After that, Mann, who had no means of subsistence, settled down in Night City.

He has forgotten his original purpose of coming here.

Mann, who came out of the army, quickly found a job that suited him——

That is being a lone wolf.

The business of mercenaries requires a variety of talents.

Technologists, lone wolves, cyber hackers, or someone with a higher level of expertise.

A shooter who can only shoot, that's not okay.

The lone wolf who can order everything is the one who can adapt and survive in actual combat.

Of course, even if you really don't know anything, after a few jobs, you will die clean and be screened out.

Mann's missile launcher was changed after he followed the boss for the first time and made a lot of money.

All these years, I have been with him and witnessed the ups and downs with him.

But now Luo Qi told him that it wasn't just this old guy, the stuff on him was still too bad for a team leader who needed to be a pillar to support everything.

"Mann, either be cannon fodder or become the leader, you can't always joke about your own life."

Luo Qi looked at him, his eyes were full of seriousness and seriousness.

"David only installed a Sean Westin, but I let him get used to it for at least a year. Do you know why?"

"That should have been mine..."

Mann still has a little bit of obsession with the military-grade Swan Westin.

If it wasn't for Luo Qi's request, then he certainly wouldn't have just given up.

Moreover, the prosthetic body that Luo Qi promised to him has not been fulfilled until now.

"It's not that I forgot, it's that your body is no longer allowed to continue to install prosthetic bodies, and it's still such a deep transformation that requires a knife to the central nervous system."

Luo Qi shook his head and firmly rejected his request.

"Your problem cannot be solved by a Swan Westin."

"Then what should I do?"

Mann really didn't know what to do.

He looked at Luo Qi with the last hope in his eyes.

Luo Qi from the Terrorist Mobile Squad is the professional in his mind.

"Throw those broken prosthetic bodies into the trash can, and then do rehabilitation again, and we will move on to the next step when your body returns to normal."

Luo Qi rubbed his head with some headaches.

Mann's problems seemed like a huge mess, and he didn't even know where to start.

He's like a guy who fills every cell of his body with outdated green and white prosthetics.

It cannot be said that these things are useless, but the loss is far more than these.

A prosthetic body that was once good will eventually age as time goes by.

"You have to remember that although these things are contained in your body, they are external objects after all. The only thing you can rely on is yourself."

Luo Qi warned cautiously, "The same is true for guns and swords. Even the peerless magic weapons are either worn out in battle, or they are left to rot in the bottom of the box. They are all consumables."

"Military technology wants to turn your people into consumables, but you can't follow their wishes."

So, is that so...?

Mann suddenly had a new feeling.

It was as if a blocked nose suddenly opened up one day.

I don't know what it smells like, but it works.

No one had ever told him that before, and could think in this way.

He's like a hamster.

He kept adding prosthetic bodies to his body, and kept accumulating until he looked like this now.

"You are not a metal product that will be thrown into the recycling bin at the end of its time and life. You are a person who will grow, Mann."

Luo Qi looked at his confused eyes intertwined with self-doubt, and emphasized loudly, "They are your tools, not your everything. Your value must be proved and won by your own ability, not whitewashed by external objects. "

"But……"

At the thought of throwing away these prosthetic bodies that have accompanied him for a long time, Mann felt empty in his heart.

"Come on."

Luo Qi felt a little angry, "Hit me."

"What, what?"

Mann didn't respond.

"I said—hit! Me!"

Luo Qi stood in front of him, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture of raising his hand.

This is what he learned by himself following the courses in the analog chip, mixed martial arts, there are all genres, it can be regarded as a hodgepodge.

How beautiful it really is, it doesn't count.

There are many characteristics and essences, but there are not.

Just highlight a practical one.

"Uh, well..."

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