Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 201 A New Day in the City of Dreams (22) (8K)

puff!
The sound of a body hitting a soft plastic bag rang out!

Sitting in the car, Qiwei kicked Pila's seat and stared at the driverless garbage truck that was driving away erratically in front of her.

“Chase it.”

Pila burst into laughter, spitting everywhere, and with a cigarette between her fingers, she jerked the steering wheel sharply. "I always knew women who wear lace were smart!!"

Qiwei turned her head to look at the soldiers still firing from the biotechnology building, her tone indifferent: "Go to hell, you piece of trash."

A head suddenly popped out from inside the garbage truck, which was piled high with black plastic bags!
The tense and exciting infiltration operation, though not perfect—it even resulted in Rebecca losing one of her pretty hair clips. With a food wrapper on her head, she blinked, clearly still in a daze.

"Phew... I almost died."

It seems the old lady is quite clever!
Drip!

Just then, a horn sounded from outside the truck bed. Rebecca was relieved that the truck was full of processed dry garbage. She patted off the dust and debris and struggled with all her might to get out of the garbage heap, walking to the edge with uneven steps.

The distinctive golden prosthetic hand of Pila extended from the driver's seat of the car following closely behind, and the curses he hurled at him with the middle finger were all blown away by the wind.

Rebecca knew Pila was complaining about her dawdling. Rolling her eyes, she lay prone on the edge, patiently waiting for Pila to catch up with the truck before climbing down herself. The cute girl with slightly short legs dangled her hands over the edge, her toes tentatively reaching for the car's hood.

However, because the ICE was activated after the truck was quickly hacked, it drove erratically and almost threw Rebecca off several times.

"Oh shit!"

Pila, a cigarette dangling from his lips, gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his expression unusually serious.

"I think we need to find a qualified driver, what do you think?"

Qiwei looked down at her laptop, which was hacking the ICE of the out-of-control garbage truck. "Hmm... your skills are not as good as Rin's, and there is a turn ahead. The RAM required to control this truck is too high. Hurry up."

This tall, thin hacker from the bottom rungs of Night City spoke with the same flat, monotone tone as her surprisingly slender figure.

Pila: "I fucking know!"

Rebecca gritted her teeth and encouraged herself: "Damn it... so close."

In that brief moment, she also saw the car heading straight towards the curve of the elevated highway, showing no sign of turning. It was only a matter of time before it crashed through the guardrail and fell dozens of meters into the air…

Qiwei's slender hands seemed to dance on the keyboard, while Pila bared her teeth but didn't utter a sound.

At a certain moment—

Qiwei suddenly looked up, her eyes darkening!
The garbage truck braked suddenly!

But the solution came a little too late…

The truck's front end tore through the concrete wall like a giant beast. The inertia of the massive truck only made it continue to rush forward. Pila cursed and stretched out his prosthetic arm.

Within the sight of everyone inside the car.

Rebecca's small face was painted with a ferocious expression, and she fell to the ground, her hands flailing wildly.

"屮!"

Qiwei quickly got up and grabbed the back of the driver and passenger seats, wanting to see if Pila had caught her sister.

With a cold expression, Pila suddenly lifted her hand, and as a colorful hand clung tightly to the car door, Qiwei's somewhat terrified pupils under her bangs gradually returned to normal.

What's going on...

Relieved, she then realized that her back was covered in cold sweat.

She calmly lit a slender cigarette as she led Rebecca in, crossed her arms, and looked at the girl slumped to the side, a barely perceptible hint of relief in her eyes.

"Wu!"

"Damn it... I almost turned into a jar of jam on the highway in Night City!"

The violent loli looked satisfied, the light strips on her tacky black jacket gleaming. She groped around a few times on her exposed chest skin before handing the chip to Qiwei—

When this guy handed over the chip, he had a smug look on his face, as if to say, "Aren't you awesome, sis?"

"Formulation data for new biotechnology products!"

"Wow, I feel like I just watched a super-sized *Erotic Mewtwo*, it's so good it's still giving me goosebumps—let's verify the data, this kind of thing can make a fortune."

Qi Wei clutched the chip, while the girl behind her, Huang Fenyi, had hopeful eyes.

She tucked it into her trench coat pocket, then glanced at Pila, who had been mostly silent since Rebecca got into the car. She gestured with her chin towards Pila, indicating that Rebecca should look…

The girl's heart tightened.

Rebecca blinked, then quickly peeked out from between the driver and passenger seats, looking them over before finally relaxing. "What?! I almost thought you'd been shot in the throat, Pila! Did you see something you shouldn't have yesterday, and the virus messed up your voice system?"

"Am I awesome or not?! Let me tell you two, that building is full of top-notch biotech soldiers! These sons of bitches are all equipped with the company's top-of-the-line gear, I—"

"Rebecca, why are you late?"

Pira's voice no longer sounded sharp, but rather had a terrifying calm.

In the rearview mirror, Rebecca's excited expression froze on her face.

"Our mission is to destroy data, or even steal it, not this so-called formula data. Why are you doing things outside of our mission?"

Rebecca wanted to argue, but when she saw Pila staring straight ahead with a cigarette in her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

Qiwei crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat, swallowing back the words she wanted to say.

The car vibrated slightly. Pira didn't take a single puff of his cigarette; only ash fell in a flurry, landing on his off-the-shoulder leather jacket and turning into a clump of ashes.

"I…"

Rebecca smacked her lips. As soon as she got into the car, she tried to cover up the mistake and the close call with happy shouts. But what's done is done, and even Pila was worried about her.

After returning from Dogville, Rebecca noticed that her brother had changed.

When he was looking for work in Night City, he was the most daring. He was willing to do anything, not just biotechnology hotels, but even biotechnology buildings.

“Rebecca… In less than two months, you’ve taken on six jobs in Night City, five of which were related to biotechnology, and each time you turned them into sabotage operations. Why?”

When Pila speaks seriously, her voice is very deep, and she has a somewhat gloomy demeanor.

Qiwei pretended to look at the scenery outside the car window, but a voice came from behind her mask, defending Rebecca, "Perhaps the negative information about biotechnology that Rin spread didn't work. That woman from Arasaka said Rin's condition wasn't good and she's still lying in bed—your team's former hacker is probably going to be crippled too. That's certainly a good reason..."

"only…"

“That’s the company, Rebecca.”

Rebecca huddled in the back seat, her expression turning grim.

Qiwei shifted her arms, helping Rebecca zip up her pants, and glanced at Pila, "Disappointing idiot."

Pila let out a strange laugh. "We're all going crazy with you, Rebecca... but you only have one life. Before I came to Dogtown, I might have been a fool. Let me tell you, don't be afraid of anything. You only have one life, so just do it."

"To be honest, before I witnessed the companies fighting over food, I might have dared to put my arm around Cyber ​​Madman's shoulder on the street... but not now, damn it, can we please stop messing with the companies?"

Rebecca's voice drifted over softly: "Just like that? Biotechnology... why should we?"

Pila: "Arasaka is the same way. If we work for biotechnology, how would you view Arasaka? The company doesn't treat us, oh no, it doesn't treat anyone as human beings, unless you slit the CEO's throat and make biotechnology disappear overnight—"

“You’ve seen [the chip that the copy gave you], so I have to tell you, Rebecca, this is the last time.”

Rebecca suddenly lunged forward, but Qiwei reacted quickly and grabbed her.

The girl flailed her limbs and cursed, "Those companies made money by shaking hands and making peace in the media! What about Lin Yue?! What about Sasha?! Pila, are you even human? Who gave us all the money we made in Dogtown? Why are you saying such things?!"

"I want to get off! You're no different from that woman at the company!"

"Asshole asshole asshole!!!"

Qiwei sighed, forcefully pulled Rebecca back into her seat, and twisted the middle finger that Rebecca had made on her gorilla arm back into place.

"Quiet down, everyone."

Rebecca glared at her brother's retreating figure, her chest heaving, the atmosphere inside the car was extremely tense.

Qiwei knew that no one was wrong, but... she couldn't give this girl a definite answer.

"Rebecca, biotechnology will target us sooner or later."

She only gave one instruction.

The girl's anger came and went quickly. Once she had calmed down, she muttered, "I know... this is the last time."

Qi Wei paused for a moment, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes, then turned her head and stared out the window.

Those skyscrapers and towers were never built to carry the dreams of the lower classes; they are like the nails on the cross on which Jesus was crucified, subjecting everyone's soul to the scorching heat of desire and collapse, thus becoming new fuel for this beast.

Rebecca's face was hidden in the wide collar of her jacket.

a long time.

"thank you all."

The girl thought her voice was very soft, but as soon as she looked up, she found Pila's face looming close to hers in a cheeky manner.

"Speak louder, bro, I didn't hear you!"

Snapped!
Rebecca punched him right away, yelling, "Watch where you're going, you bastard!"

The car swerved left and right on the overpass, and Pila's pained scream came from inside, "Fuck you, Rebecca!"

After a while of silence.

Pila: "Want to go to the Mewtwo Club? My treat!"

Rebecca's grumbling came over the phone, "I'm not going with you, the movie you picked is terrible."

Qiwei: "(Yawn)...I want to go back and take a hot shower and get some sleep."

Pila: "Then you can go by yourself, Rebecca—Keeve, um... can I come to your house for coffee?"

The veins on Rebecca's forehead throbbed repeatedly.

A deafeningly loud, extremely high-concentration output...

The car swerved erratically from side to side, hurtling into the endless stream of traffic beneath the neon sign that read "Unparalleled Under Heaven" on the main street of Chinatown at dusk...

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……
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The room was filled with a warm, golden light.

Bang!
A soft tapping sound.

The woman's hand suddenly pressed against her chest, which was covered by a fine suit and shirt.

At that moment, the other person's astonished expression was perfectly reflected in V's bright and sparkling eyes—

"V?"

call out!
The sound of fabric sliding could be heard.

Looking at the other person's V, her fingers were surprisingly nimble. Her fingertips hooked onto the man's tie through the gap in his clothes and then pulled it out sharply, starting to push him backward.

The other party was clearly flustered.

“V, calm down…”

As he spoke, he tried to stop the trend.

When the woman saw the man's hand trying to grab her wrist, a jolt of electricity surged through her, causing her suit jacket with its classic cufflinks to bulge slightly.

"Hiss... Has he gone mad?"

The woman heard the other person's cry of pain, which felt like a sudden surge of excitement.

V's lips, almost blood-red with an eerie crimson, curved into a smile that revealed an intense desire for control. "Who told you to do this... Rin?"

Disorganized footsteps followed with a thud as a body collapsed onto the sofa. The haughty beauty, clutching her tie, slowly lowered her gaze—

She looked down at her panicked "prey" beneath her.

The woman's already aggressive eye shape, combined with bold, upturned eyeliner, gives her dark red eyes a hint of domineering disdain.

Accompanied by the movement of V.

Her glossy black hair began to fall casually over her shoulders, adding a touch of languor and allure to her face.

The newly rich woman, with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth, smiled with even more amusement, as if admiring the man's embarrassment and helplessness reflected in her pupils.

This is right.

With a gentle pull from V, the man involuntarily complied with her wishes, as was the proper course of action—

“You used to be very obedient.”

The subtle fragrance of herbs and trees in the room grew stronger, and the lights gradually dimmed, casting a mysterious shadow on half of V's face due to the lighting.

The sofa is spacious and comfortable, covered with fine plush, giving a warm and relaxing feeling.

The other person's somewhat numb hands rubbed against the fabric, making a rustling sound... as if it were the last struggle before suffocation.

“V…I think we—”

The other party is begging for mercy.

The tension between her and him was like a taut string on a musical instrument, ready to snap at any moment...

V tiptoed, her kicked-off high heels lying casually to one side, drawing the other person's attention to the delicate fabric clinging to her legs beneath the minimalist corporate textile skirt.

"Jinguji's new model—priceless, aren't you interested?"

The other person pursed their lips, clearly unwilling to answer, but their gaze was very sincere.

"You never say you like the gifts I give you... you need to be taught a lesson."

She whispered.

As she spoke, the woman stood up, her beautiful leg muscles tightening, and placed one foot on the man's chest.

This scene captivated the other person.

No matter how times change or how clothing materials are innovated, certain lightweight textiles continue to enjoy strong sales—such as socks of all styles.

These "stockings," originally designed for European court nobles and men, have found great popularity on women.

V's foot shape is beautiful, especially after being subtly finished with a layer of black trim, making it perfect.

It always continues its graceful curves where it should converge, and the proportions of the various parts of the body in the ancient Greek sculptures of the goddess of beauty seem to be perfectly replicated in this woman's figure.

The man watched as the jade-like fingertips beneath the fabric slowly moved, finally blooming like a flower, their movements accompanied by a hazy black veil, along with the long, slender legs and the hem of the skirt, all accompanied by the sound of the fabric rubbing together…

His nervous swallowing motion did not escape the hunter's eyes.

"Ok?"

V made a questioning sound, the muffled nasal tone suggesting a doubt about whether the other party could yield on this issue—the man, left with no other choice, finally nodded.

snort…

V slowly loosened his tie, letting out a triumphant sneer.

She pushed the already defenseless, dull guy down, and while looking down into his dark, shining eyes, she gently straddled the sofa, her breathing becoming somewhat erratic.

The hunter, eager to enjoy his prey, had long lost his patience.

She was confident that she had completely mastered it, but her inherent naiveté was undeniable; pain was often the first step in trying.

To maintain this semblance of decorum, V gathered her hair behind her ear, bent down abruptly, and sealed the man's mouth with her lips.

"why?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Because I've thought it through, is that not allowed?"

Immediately afterwards, the woman's proud brows furrowed slightly, as if she were enduring the bitterness of the first taste of the forbidden fruit.

"Trying to get a bargain..." "Bastard."

The last two words sounded like a sob.

……

……

"Well!"

V, who was lying on his desk, suddenly woke up with a start.

A soft buzzing echoed in my eardrums, and my prosthetic eye instantly brought everything around me into sharp focus—

[WARNING: Biochemical controller software error]

[Warning: You have been unresponsive for more than 3 minutes...]

V tried to stand up but found her legs were weak and sore. The faint pink on her cheeks, which even her makeup couldn't cover, made her look flustered and even a little scared.

V hardly ever watches Mewtwo, and even though there's a lounge in the company specifically for employees to relax in, she never allows her body to accept it.

On the one hand, it was because her workload was too heavy, and on the other hand, it was because she hated anything fake.

The strange images that flashed after the bio-controller detached left her frozen in place, hands on the table, for quite a while...

AI: "Your dopamine and endorphin levels are too high. The biochemical controller has finished downloading offline."

As the AI ​​reminded him, V's bewildered gaze became increasingly strange.

I can't believe I was like this in my dream?!

“屮…”

V didn't know why she was so angry; the pleasant feelings she had just experienced quickly dissipated.

For two whole days, V stayed in the office, dealing with an endless amount of work. Whenever the AI ​​reminded her, she would do her best to handle it. However, she didn't expect that the high-intensity work still couldn't completely numb her.

Huff...

V's hand instinctively reached for the wine bottle on the table.

In the end, he withdrew his fingertips.

After calming down, she asked, "Has Chief Rin of the Security Department returned to her post?"

AI: "No, Minister V - Headquarters shows there is a new transfer order, which may involve Minister Rin's job reassignment. You do not have permission to view it at the moment."

V: "Where is he?"

AI: "Attendance records show that Minister Rin has left Arasaka Tower; she is currently at her residence in the company plaza. Would you like me to schedule a business meeting for you?"

V waved his hand, "Never mind..."

After a moment's thought, her expression returned to its usual cold and aloof demeanor, as if she had made up her mind about something. She quickly tidied her clothes and left the office.

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……

"I never expected Dorio would go to the NCPD."

Lin Yue turned the steering wheel, muttering to himself, and glanced at Sasha, who was curled up in the passenger seat like a kitten, wrapped in a blanket.

The girl looked unwell because the immobile, black-walled prosthetics made her feel unwell, and the temperature control module inside the network access pod also kept her body temperature low.

Therefore, when Lin Yue brought Sasha out, he also brought her a self-heating blanket.

"The sunshine is so nice, Rin."

Sasha's voice sounded a little tired, "Just like the Mewtwo that Judy gave me, I feel... much more comfortable."

Lin Yue smiled, and the car drove off the cross-river bridge, heading towards the company square.

"Thank you, Rin... for letting me see that my sister is still living a good life."

Lin Yue, unsure how to respond to those words, could only pull out a cigarette from his pocket, then slowly put it back when he saw the girl's eyes were slightly closed.

Unexpectedly, the charming girl chuckled softly, "Go ahead and smoke... cigarettes are the least harmful substance that synthetic lungs come into contact with. I like the light mint flavor."

Lin Yue did not light the cigarette.

"We have to send you back. V told those people that you can't be taken away from Arasaka Tower."

The girl nodded, whispering as if in her sleep.

"It feels like fate has been playing a joke on us all this time. I thought the neural matrix would be used on you... but I ended up using it instead, without even a chance to refuse—I wish I had your good luck."

"The self-destruction will disintegrate on its own, and there's no risk of not being able to use a prosthetic body..."

"I thought we would find the source of that AI in cyberspace, but it turns out it was just that wall."

Lin Yue listened silently.

What he really wanted to say was that the threat of the Black Wall had not been eliminated, and foreseeable in the future... Lin Yue might have to go to the other side of the Black Wall, to the land where the First Network was shattered, to find answers to a question it didn't even know.

Lin Yue had actually guessed why Sasha refused the surgery.

She didn't want to lose the right to use a prosthetic body, and although the progress of the neural matrix deciphering was fast, it was incomplete, which meant that the risks of Sasha's surgery would increase even further.

"When Xiao Beidou was restarted, there was a hacker with the online name 'Tian Guang' in the logs. He had previously assisted their research. The European branch is cooperating with this. Don't worry, maybe the key that Arasaka created isn't bad either?"

Sasha closed her eyes and her lips twitched.

The sports car remained very stable, which was partly due to Lin Yue's slow driving.

"How much longer can my body hold out without the addition of prosthetics?"

If Sasha were to have a cybernetic implant, her natural aging process could be prolonged. Unfortunately, the implant would carry the risk of cybernetic psychosis, and Arasaka dared not make that decision.

Lin Yue's lips moved slightly. "Two months."

Sasha nodded, shifted to a more comfortable position, and lay down on her side facing Lin Yue.

The quiet inside the car was almost unsettling.

"I've agreed to the surgery. Tomorrow I'll go and assist with the encoding and reading of the neural matrix, so that it can adapt to my neural projections."

Lin Yue's grip on the steering wheel tightened subconsciously.

Sasha is innocent; if she hadn't shared the burden of AI with Lin Yue, this difficult situation wouldn't have happened.

"it is good."

Lin Yue could only reply with this one word. He cleared his throat and looked ahead, seemingly thinking about what else he could do for Sasha.

The girl slightly raised her eyelids and gazed at Lin Yue.

"I want to see that cat."

"Ok?"

Lin Yue, who was deep in thought, didn't react at first, but then immediately nodded, "Okay."

Because I couldn't bear to, I didn't want to refuse at all.

The car drove towards the underground parking lot of the company's plaza apartment building; Lin Yue hadn't been back here for a long time.

If it weren't for the butler service, that cat would probably have starved to death at home.

"Do you like these little animals? V gave them to me. I'll buy you one you like and put it in Arasaka Tower to keep you company."

As Lin Yue parked the car, he was about to open the car door and get out to help Sasha upstairs when the girl stopped him, saying, "Wait... I have something to say."

The sound weakened towards the end.

Lin Yue leaned closer, "What's wrong?"

Sasha closed her eyes, tiny, glistening water droplets clinging to her perfectly arched eyelashes. "I want to lie down for a bit more."

Lin Yue's expression was knowing. "Yeah, lie down."

Sasha: "Do you think... I'll still have a chance to become a hacker?"

Lin Yue nodded.

"of course."

Sasha: "Thank you for helping me spread the word about the Safe Spirit incident. Although it made me realize that biotechnology still exists, I'm very happy—I think Mom will be happy too."

Lin Yue tucked the blanket around Sasha. "Their assets have shrunk so much, and their cooperation with military technology has reached a freezing point. This is all we can do. I'm sorry, Sasha..."

The girl shook her head and made a slight nasal sound, saying "thank you" in Russian.

"If I can't accept the prosthetic body, or if I develop other adverse neurological reactions, could you please send me to a lake in Eastern Europe? There are swans there; I can't remember their names, but Sister Judy knows them..."

Lin Yue replied almost without hesitation, "Okay... but don't be pessimistic, things are never certain."

"Arasaka and I both did our best to save you, don't worry."

Then Lin Yue reached out and unbuckled Sasha's seatbelt. "Come on, let me take you up to see that kitten."

Just as Lin Yue reached out to Sasha's side, the sickly girl suddenly moved nimbly, gently turning her head and pressing her cool lips against the mouth of the man trying to pry open the seatbelt.

Lin Yue snapped out of his daze as the glistening, thread-like substance between the girl's lips and teeth, then unbuckled his seatbelt and ducked to the side.

Sasha smiled with narrowed eyes, curling back into the blanket like a kitten that had stolen a treat.

She scoffed, "I know what your relationship is with Miss V and that woman from Dogtown, and it bothers me! So I just wanted to thank you for taking me to the company and showing me sights I could never see in Night City, just this once—"

"I would never like you."

[Sasha Yakovlevva's affinity rating has been updated]

【Favourability: 70】

[Reward: Intelligence attribute +2, Intelligence featory points +6, Prosthetic body capacity +40...]

[Rewritten: This character's total change progress is 100%.]

The panel, which hadn't appeared for a long time, reappeared.

This time, however, Lin Yue felt no excitement whatsoever.

He, who was meeting this land for the first time, would be incredibly excited about the growth of numbers and his own improvement.

However, behind the cold torrent of data, the emotions are passionate, intense, and genuine.

The number 70 is like Sasha, who is always unreserved in her feelings for the people she likes or the things she does, but she always restrains herself.

"They're getting bolder and bolder by offending their superiors."

The girl, however, seemed completely unconcerned.

"You are Lin Yue."

Ugh.

Living with debt is a terrible feeling.

Lin Yue shook his head and sighed slightly. He opened the car door, reluctantly picked Sasha up from the passenger seat, and walked towards the elevator in the underground parking lot.

He simply used a single sentence to cover up his unease, because he had absolutely no idea how to respond.

It seems the more you respond, the more you disappoint...

Looking at the girl's pale cheeks and the cat-whisker-like prosthetic markings.

Lin Yue only hoped that some of his luck could be shared with Sasha, so that she could live a good life.

now.

Sasha, lying in his arms, felt the steady, strong embrace.

She understood that she was ultimately acting out of restraint—the young girl also understood that the man felt more guilt than affection towards her…

But that’s fine.

She just wanted to quietly accompany the person she liked.

But it seems that fate can no longer allow her to be so willful.

Even if there is no opportunity, at least you have tried your best, and you will not have any regrets.

Upon closer examination, whether it was choosing to drag the Lark into the Dogtown data collapse or unhesitatingly taking the AI's data baptism for Lin Yue, neither of these actions stemmed from coercion.

She accepted the hatred the world gave her with equanimity, and she also accepted her own affection with equanimity.

Just like that girl who stared at me in the biotechnology data office that day, I never regretted my choices, and that was enough.

In Night City, the most precious thing is "tomorrow".

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……

Not far away, on a company vehicle, a woman gently raised her four slender fingers in sequence, then lowered them again.

The windshield was directly facing the thug's sports car.

Unsurprisingly, V saw everything…

The temperature inside the car seemed several degrees lower than outside.

V has given in.

She repeatedly resisted making a choice and taking action, but unexpectedly, Misty's words kept echoing in her mind like a curse.

So, like a believer at the end of the road, she came to this guy with the excuse that "when you feel that something must be done."

As a result, the great gift was given to himself.

"Ah…"

V couldn't even tell whether he was laughing at himself or at Rin.

It seems that Rin can be with anyone, except herself.

She had thought about it too.

Perhaps every time I work for Rin, I always use the company as a pretext, saying things like, "The state wants me to monitor you, the company wants me to keep an eye on you, the company's business is related to our future and fate"—

Clearly, the other party has completely misunderstood.

But shouldn't that be the case?

I clearly took the initiative, even though Rin's personality was stolen by AI back then. Could it be that I lost that memory?
Self-doubt, repeated denial, and attempts to make amends.

Emotions driven by hormones have always been like this.

As the two disappeared into the elevator—

In the rearview mirror, there was the woman's fair chin and the coldness in the corner of her eyes.

She picked up her phone, which was lying to the side, and gently typed a few words.

[Sent to: Misty]

I want to kill him, what should I do? :)

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　[The chip copied for you]: Inside the Little Big Dipper facility, the chip that the Sunrise Daddy replica with a high degree of personality gave to Rebecca before falling into the abyss.

　　[Tian Guang]: According to the logs in the DLC Little Beidou facility, the European hacker brother and sister helped the military science team restart the Little Beidou experimental project and held the original key to the neural matrix.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)