Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Doesn’t Want to Become a Night City Legend

Chapter 175 Supermale Syndrome Johnny Silver Hand

What does it mean to have another consciousness?

V frowned instinctively upon hearing Victor's words.

Unlike Lu Mingfei, she didn't know much about this technology.

"Simply put, a soul has squeezed into Jack's body. Fortunately, Jack's head was not injured, otherwise, Relic would have instantly taken over most of his consciousness."

"Relic has only helped Jack repair his physical damage. On the 'mental' level, that consciousness coexists with Jack, maintaining a delicate balance."

"Who can dominate the body depends entirely on who is stronger. No, after all, it's home turf, so Jack might even have the advantage."

Lu Mingfei remained silent, harboring his own suspicions.

After all, this was a relic that Arasaka Yorinobu had specifically stolen.

Anything that Saburo can copy with Relic is 'worth it'.

So, even if Jack theoretically has the advantage, but—

Bang!--!------

Suddenly, a violent roar erupted in the operating room.

The three exchanged a glance and immediately rushed to the inside.

Darkness, chaos.

Visual information is fragmented into jigsaw puzzle pieces, flying haphazardly in the air.

Long chains of photos, like trains, hum forward, containing memories accumulated from childhood to the present.

Born as Heywood's child and raised by his mother, he heard countless legendary stories from a young age and dreamed of becoming one of them, wanting to live a life of great excitement.

But soon, those memories were burned away.

Instead, a strange memory emerged.

Unlike today's neon-lit urban clusters, this scene depicts a world of scorching mud, chaotic gunfire, a shaky bottom, bleeding ears, and numb arms.

That was a battlefield in the literal sense, where people used real guns and bullets to take the lives of strangers.

In the cruel purgatory, a man whose face Jack couldn't see was slunk away. Then came the bright white surgical lights that stung his eyes. Beside his severed arm, a doctor in surgical scrubs was reattaching his silver arm.

Then, there's the sweltering, cramped livehouse.

People were reveling and jumping around. You could see the group of people shouting wildly with their heads thrown back, and then they would start splashing drinks into the air. They would play guitar and the restless metal music would hit the whole place. The melody was extremely familiar. Jack remembered that it was Lu Mingfei's favorite music.

But before he could even process what was happening, the scene before him shifted again.

This time, it was a chaotic gunfight, but the location seemed strangely familiar.

The dark corridor, and that iconic clover sign... Holy crap! How did I end up at Aragaka Tower?! The tallest tower I've ever been to is the Azure Tower!

Gunfire erupted, cannon fire scattered.

He fought his way up to the top of the Ara-Saka Tower, where he met a woman he didn't recognize.

The woman lay on the operating table, a brain-computer interface connected to a computer via tubing—Jack could tell it was a data link pod's wiring; it was best not to touch it, and he should just move the whole thing back to show Old Wei.

"Fuck him."

As a result, the 'self' in the memory shot and killed the only staff member present, and then pulled out the data tube.

Jack: Oh, this woman might have a grudge against 'me'.

The memory continued to play, and it was another round of tower assault. But this time, the purpose seemed to be not to 'rescue people,' but to blow up the tower. He could see himself in the memory holding a bomb and installing it inside the elevator.

Then Adam's hammer appeared—kicking himself down.

The oppressive feeling was so strong that even Jack, who was like a humanoid monster, couldn't help but wonder how Lu Mingfei had managed to kill it.

Then, in my memory, I exchanged a few blows with Adam's hammer but was still defeated. After successfully escorting my teammates away, I was left to face death alone.
【Click click】

In the dim light, the last thing that appeared was a circular piece of machine with an indiscernible function, and Saburo Arasaka's face.

"you!------"

【Buzz! ————————————】

cover.

White enveloped our vision, and in the next moment, everything disappeared.

Jack felt himself falling, and finally crashed into a dark room filled with white mist.

Then, from a distance, you can see the person's back.

"."

The true holder of those memories. Although I don't know why I experienced them all as a first-person narrator, this guy should be the protagonist, right?

That music.

The memory of blowing up the deserted tower.

It goes without saying—

"Silver Hand!"

Jack propped himself up, rushed excitedly toward Silver Hand, and grabbed his shoulder.

"You're Johnny Silverhand, right! Ugh—!—Oh!"

Jack's hand went limp the moment he placed it on the ground, as if he had been enveloped in a layer of mist. He nearly fell to the ground, but Silver Hand appeared behind him without him noticing.

Jack scratched his head. The scene looked a bit like a horror movie scene from Mewtwo, but he wasn't too scared. He simply stood up and asked again, "Hey bro! Say something! I'm a fan of yours—"

"Who the hell are you?"

This time, the conversation was interrupted.

In the blink of an eye, Silver Hand disappeared again. Just as Jack was wondering what was going on, Silver Hand suddenly reappeared in front of him. The two were very close. Jack instinctively stepped back, only to find that Silver Hand had placed his silver arm on Jack's chest and then pushed him away without any politeness.

boom!
Jack collapsed to the ground, wincing in pain and groaning.

Hey! What are you doing?!

Even idols shouldn't just beat up fans, right?
Jack was somewhat annoyed, but before he could say anything, the silver hand swept a cold glance at him, stepped forward, and before Jack could react—

He completely stripped him of his consciousness with a single punch.

In his final moments before falling asleep, all Jack could hear was...
"You idiot, get out of my body."

Deprived of sleepiness, Jack couldn't manage to squeeze out a single word.

Fuck you.

Isn't this my body?

boom!
A multitude of surgical instruments crashed to the ground with a clatter, and shards of glass littered the floor. Lu Mingfei pushed open the door and saw Jack kneeling on the floor, panting heavily.

"Jack!"

Behind Lu Mingfei, V called out first. As a partner who had witnessed Jack suffer a fatal injury, she was naturally the most anxious one at this moment.

Seeing Jack awaken, Ben was delighted and prepared to go forward to greet him.

But Lu Mingfei stopped him with one hand.

"L?"

"..." Lu Mingfei looked at the panting 'Jack', paused for half a second, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"."

Huff
call.
Heavy breathing.

"who am I?"

Jack's body hadn't changed, and his voice was still that of a boy who never grew up.

But
Some places have changed.

That aggressive aura made everyone present feel a stinging sensation on their skin.

'Jack' gave Lu Mingfei the middle finger!
"I'm your father, you idiot."

"Jack, your temper gets worse after a good night's sleep."