Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

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No matter how many times you visit Liz Bar, you can always see the extremely open-minded attitude of Night City.

The same dark pink signboard as always, and the girl at the entrance exudes kitsch, her skin gleaming brightly—

Today, the Liz Bar no longer plays chaotic electronic music; instead, it is filled with raging rock music and the desperate shouts of the crowd.

"KIA! KIA!!!"

The crowd kept cheering, and the band on the stage above clearly enjoyed interacting with their fans.

"ARE—you ready?!"

The lead singer's glistening sweat on his skin, which trailed off long notes, complemented his black studded jacket perfectly. There was no more handsome rock star in history. First of all, after K became famous in Night City, many tabloids had their eyes on him.

The reason for this is probably that since a person is both a powerful mercenary and a talented rock star, he must have some weaknesses... such as luck with women.

Unfortunately, those paparazzi who can dig up old news from the ground up couldn't catch what K did in his daily life after the concert; all they knew was that the luxurious penthouse in Japantown was where K lived…

The bustling Lizhi Bar wouldn't even notice a guy with elegant gold lines on his face and wearing sunglasses who walked in.

All I can say is that sunglasses are a good thing. For example, right now, Kerry's eyes are wide open under his sunglasses. Also, thanks to his usual king-like style of dressing, Kerry wrapped himself up in a large suede jacket and found a small corner where he could observe the stage to sit down.

The loud rock music temporarily blocked out the sounds around Kerry.

He sat on the sofa with his head down, looking very anxious. He then grabbed a glass of strong liquor, poured himself a drink, and gulped down several glasses before feeling a little better.

Now he had absolutely no desire to have fun at the rock concert with his cronies; all he could think about was the box in the passenger seat… Kerry knew without a doubt that the chip inside was definitely related to the company.

Moreover, the company executive who died while I was pretending to be calm in the cabin was most likely killed because of this thing...

Regardless of how you know, sometimes people just have such a strong intuition.

"I'm chippin in!!!"

Undoubtedly, the theme of the KIA band, which is full of rebellion and resistance, has never changed: killing the company. So this song is obviously a cover of the Samurai band's classic. As the lead singer roars in a voice different from Johnny's, the sense of power even made the stunned Kerry subconsciously raise his head.

He sat there blankly for a long time, watching the lead singer slowly lower the microphone from his lips, then suddenly a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face—

"Johnny, you idiot, what are you doing everywhere?!"

Kerry is determined not to let anyone know about this chip. After thinking about his own advantages, Kerry probably doesn't have anything left to offer. If it were a few decades ago, Kerry might have been able to find a few mercenaries on the street to help him settle this matter.

But in recent years, the company has been able to extend its reach into almost every corner of the country…

Kree needs to find a reliable person.

So he made a phone call.

"Hey! Haven't heard from you in ages. Going to Crystal Palace to make a fortune, buddy?"

The voice on the other end was full of teasing.

The person on the phone was Kerry's former agent, but this guy completely refused to cooperate with the company, so... well, everyone went their separate ways, and it was a peaceful "breakup." However, Kerry was still willing to call this old agent if he had any questions.

"Holy crap... even you're making fun of me, huh?"

Kerry covered the microphone, trying to prevent the other end from hearing the sound.

However, there seemed to be faint static coming from the agent's microphone...

A strange guy made a sound, which was heard on both of their phones.

"You're also at one of these guys' concerts?"

Kerry wanted to see that guy face to face—

"No, I'm just enjoying my amazing band. If you need anything, we can talk on the phone... I'm getting annoyed by your drinking buddies."

When Kerry heard what the other person said, he sighed, "I'm in a bit of trouble... I might need a qualified, even a pretty good one, guy to help me."

The person on the other end, seemingly distracted by the band and the sudden shouts, casually said, "Rogge."

“You have money, so she can get things done… it’s a bit pricey, but it’s fine.”

Kerry certainly knew Roger.

He was so paranoid that he didn't want anyone else to know about the company chip in the passenger seat, but there was no response from the other end; it seemed KIA was about to start the next song…

Seemingly realizing that Kerry had been overlooked, the man continued, "In the stands, that lead singer."

"The living legend of Night City, the undertaker of the Night Corporation, the medicine is right in front of you—but my advice is, you should listen to the music first, in case he doesn't take on side jobs? You might as well enjoy the music..."

Kerry was furious.

I stayed in Crystal Palace for a long time, and Night City underwent tremendous changes. In just one year, the Night Corporation collapsed, and a company called DRAR rose in Night City... It is said that many people who stayed in Night City died.

These are all news reports from Night City that I saw on the way, so what Kerry is confused about is whether mercenaries still have any say in Night City now.
After all, he didn't know if that guy named K could solve this problem... As long as it's money, anything is negotiable, right?
Kerry tried to convince himself to listen to the music first, and then find someone to invite K over when the band finished performing.

It has to be said that people who work in music will subconsciously immerse themselves when they hear something good. KIA was clearly singing his own original song. Krie didn't even know the name of that song, but the lyrics seemed to be mixed with sparks that quickly ignited some unknown emotions.

It was like a wildfire.

Kerry stared blankly at the lead singer's face, which was swallowed up by the shadows and the frenzied crowd. His bright eyes seemed to be an indomitable will, glaring at Kerry and the whole world.

People struggled and wailed in the flames, everything melting away like simple data, a scene of sorrow, helplessness, and unwavering courage.

Kerry just stared intently...

This was the first time he had seriously listened to this band that had been playing in his ears countless times. He suddenly saw his younger self (and his friends)... Johnny, that bastard, was facing everyone on stage like a warrior, and Nancy's spine was still intact.

KIA seemed to be nearing the end of his performance, and after this song, he smiled and waved to his fans, indicating that he would see them again at the next show.

Helpless, the audience could only chant in a gradually unified voice, urging KIA to enjoy the glory of a warrior.

Kerry quickly stood up from his chair and rushed towards the young man packing up equipment on stage, as if he were a lifeline for the young lead singer. However, the crowd made it impossible for Kerry to reach him. He wanted to find a bartender nearby, but those guys had all become KIA's fans and were currently holding up signs in the crowd, looking rather disappointed.

Kerry's attention was entirely focused on K, and he was completely unaware of the two men in suits walking up behind him.

By the time Kerry saw the two pairs of scarlet prosthetic eyes appear, it was too late. They reached out with their powerful hands and shoved Kerry into the sofa.

"Kerry Orodien?"

Kerry knew the visitors meant no harm. He spread his hands and looked at the two corporate dogs with a bewildered expression... not from any company in Night City. He thought to himself, "Oh no."

"What the hell..."

The two men got straight to the point, one holding a photograph in his hand, the other pressing Kerry's hand behind his back and already pulling out the human-computer interaction cable to insert into Kerry's neck.

"Rock superstar, we'll be verifying the truth of what you're about to say, so please cooperate... It's good for both of us, so let's not make things difficult for each other; also, if you're not honest, I don't mind taking you on as a scapegoat, and I think my boss would be very satisfied."

Kerry's face was deathly pale.

This almost cut off his escape route... Every word that followed was Kerry's view on life and death.

Clearly, it won't be long before the first problem takes his life.

"Have you seen the thing in the photo? As far as I know, the guy who died around you went to economy class while you were sleeping... so answer honestly."

Kerry barely managed to lift his head, glancing at the avoidant stares around him. Nobody wanted to get involved, unless the people at Liz Bar noticed. Unfortunately, the crowd was in disarray, and Kerry... was out of luck.

"What's this?!"

Kerry gritted his teeth, determined not to answer the question.

"Listen carefully to the question. Have you seen this thing in the picture before?"

The agent tightened his grip subtly. What rock star? In front of the company, he was nothing more than a barking stray dog… Kerry was in so much pain that sweat dripped down his forehead. He almost choked and quickly begged for mercy: “Damn… I’ll talk, I’ll talk!”

What if that guy's human-computer interaction line isn't that accurate?

Kerry had no other choice; he had to take a gamble.

"I…"

Kerry deliberately lowered his voice, forcing the agent to lean forward and look down.

Just as a ruthless look appeared in Kerry's eyes, the agent suddenly looked up, because a prosthetic arm had appeared on his shoulder.

Kerry, who was still thinking about roaring and running away, suddenly looked up and before he could exert any strength, he saw a group of strangely dressed young people surrounding two company dogs.

Leading the group was none other than K, whom Kerry had been watching from below the stage for quite some time…

"Ouch!"

"This isn't so-and-so..."

Li's makeup and styling today also included sunglasses. Immediately, the frames slid off his nose, and with a comical yet excited look, he pointed at Kerry, whose current posture was not exactly dignified, and tried to say that name.

"plum."

The guy named K had a very young voice, like someone who hadn't been hanging around on the streets for very long.

However, when K's voice rang out, Li shut her mouth like a girl who had made a mistake. K squinted slightly and wore a warm smile that was completely out of place with his wild style on stage.

"Excuse me, could you please... move to another room?"

K made way for the large band members, and the two corporate dogs exchanged a glance, clearly indicating that their scans had already given them the results.

The company isn't stupid.

He naturally knew that right in front of him was K, the legendary rock star who had shown his prowess during the destruction of the Night Clan… the pinnacle of rock and roll.

"can."

Unusually, under the gaze of those around them, the company dog ​​grabbed Kerry's arm, seemingly preparing to take him away from there.

However, the office worker's path was immediately blocked by K in front of him.

"May I ask what you mean by this?"

K didn't speak, but his face suddenly calmed down. He raised his chin and pointed at Kerry, whose sunglasses had fallen to the ground. "I was talking about you guys..."

More and more people gathered around, but then the people from the Lizhi Bar appeared, and they showed no intention of getting involved.

The colorful-haired girls carrying baseball bats dispersed the crowd, shouting, "What the hell are you looking at! Everyone disperse!"

The office worker clearly had no intention of leaving in any undignified manner. "Hopefully, you can do me a favor. This guy doesn't know you well, and we have a mission... Besides, out of respect, why don't you try to be a little smarter?"

clever?

K paused for a moment, spread his hands, closed his eyes, lowered his head, and sighed.

"I think your boss is really unlucky to have two idiots like you."

"It's not difficult for two people to disappear from a bar on the streets of Night City..."

However, the guy in charge of restraining Kerry suddenly growled, "Damn it! Are you really going to go against me?"

K tilted his head and glanced at the band members, who saw the chilling glint in his eyes, but his smile only deepened.

These two guys are like stray dogs, they scream and yell if you step on them or curse them.
Because Li was standing behind K, he was suddenly pulled aside by Mendero.

The bewildered crowd instinctively took a step back. Seeing the smug smiles on the faces of the two company dogs, K seemed to have given up on stopping them.

Just as the two company dogs, chests puffed out, were pulling the despairing Kerry out of the building, they were muttering curses under their breath, calling them Night City scum.

Apparently…

This is a European company.

"Hey?"

The guy holding K heard a soft call from behind K.

The company dog ​​had barely turned around when K, who had been standing still without any apparent effort, slammed his black prosthetic fist into the guy's face with lightning speed—

The world seemed to freeze for a second.

Visible to the naked eye...

The guy's face began to deform due to the immense force, like layers of a collapsing building, with the prosthetic lines forced out from his wrinkled face... Then, the huge inertia propelled him into the air from the deserted exit, his legs spinning in the air.

The scene suddenly became quiet!

Only the panting of those holographic puppets made everything seem so abrupt.

K laughed and shook his hand, then pushed Kerry onto the sofa. The rock star, now stripped of his disguise, just stared blankly at the tall figure beside him.

"What the hell-"

The bewildered employee immediately reached for his waist.

On stage, the tough rock kid is almost invincible in close combat. With a perfect step and arm movement, he lands an uppercut, and the gun becomes a toy that falls to the ground. Moreover, this weapon is intelligent.

The company dog, which had been lying on the ground like a dead dog, immediately got up because of the stimulation device implanted in its brain.

His head was clearly spinning.

Lin Yue watched as he slowly crushed the Kappa smart pistol in his hand.

The falling parts left the company dog ​​dumbfounded.

"If something happens at Lizhi Bar, everyone's going to shoot us. A few people's going to die anyway, right?"

As he spoke, he grabbed the man by the collar.

"But when you come to your death, you'd better bring your colleagues from Europe with you."

With a loud bang, K, without any hesitation, kicked the guy to the feet of several security girls from the Lizhi Bar at the main entrance, and then grabbed the screaming, terrified guy by the collar and spun him around like a top.

"Friend, my name is K... If you want revenge, you're welcome anytime."

"I'm sparing your lives because I'm in a good mood. Goodbye?"

The panicked guy and the company dog ​​being carried out by security reignited the lively atmosphere around them, but K no longer cared about these things; the people in charge at Liz Bar would handle it.

He simply gave the dazed Kerry a deep look.

This guy... could he have gone crazy from taking drugs in this timeline?
Just as K was about to leave with the band members, Kerry suddenly shouted, "Hey man!"

"Talk?"

"For example... about your performance?"

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(End of this chapter)