Please call me Cyber ​​Demon King

Although it's normal to see all sorts of strange and unusual things in this era, his domineering behavior on the street is still quite frightening.

"Get used to it slowly. There will be more surprises for you in the future."

Ke Ling entered the house and took out two prosthetic eyes from his pocket, which he had taken from the head of the man in black earlier.

These prosthetic eyes have long been fully activated by the flesh and blood, and have also acquired corresponding abilities.

Now, these two prosthetic eyes are just like Ke Ling's own eyes, and he can see what these two prosthetic eyes see.

"That's a bit strange."

Ke Ling felt a little uncomfortable. He held the prosthetic eye in his hand and looked around. It was a very novel feeling.

He had long since gotten used to the eye on his forehead. With an eye on his forehead, apart from the slightly higher angle, it wasn't really that strange.

But these two prosthetic eyes are completely different. Holding them in his hands and looking around, they provide him with all sorts of different perspectives.

Ke Ling stood still, staring ahead, his hands holding the prosthetic eye and constantly changing its direction.

The feeling is like standing and looking ahead while simultaneously squatting, crouching down, looking up, and turning your head in different directions.

"That's interesting. If we could activate a few more prosthetic eyes with more flesh and blood, we could see not only in six directions, but in sixteen directions."

Ke Ling played around for a while and almost got dizzy from it all. She also needed to constantly adapt to these different perspectives, since they were all new.

In addition, Ke Ling can also absorb the prosthetic eye into his body, allowing it to grow in other parts of his body.

This function is not very useful for the time being, because Ke Ling has subcutaneous armor, and the prosthetic eye cannot possibly emerge from under the subcutaneous armor.

The subcutaneous armor is currently very useful for Ke Ling and definitely cannot be abandoned, but perhaps Lao Wei could make some improvements, such as making another retractable opening at the back of the head, so that there can be eyes on the back of the head at night.

"Perhaps it could be used for scouting in dangerous environments?"

Ke Ling thought of a good use for it. He could store the prosthetic eyes directly in his body and then throw out two prosthetic eyes to explore the field of vision when needed. "Eyes" in the grass are one thing, but maybe with further upgrades, he could even make these prosthetic eyes grow small wings or something, so that they could fly around to explore the field of vision, saving him the money to buy a reconnaissance drone.

After finishing his research, Ke Ling set aside the two prosthetic eyes and then took out the brain-computer interface of the man in black, which had naturally been activated by the flesh and blood.

Although the brain-computer interface was not inside Ke Ling's body, after being activated by flesh and blood, it was as if he had an external brain-computer interface.

There is a chip in the brain-computer interface that belongs to the man in black, and Ke Ling has read all of its contents.

The chip's owner was named Tosin Jer, an agent of the Grindelwald Group. He is now dead, and his identity and accounts have been deleted, so the money is definitely not going to be stolen. Those damn company dogs are quick on their feet.

However, this chip is a special samurai chip containing a set of sword techniques. The person using the chip can become a ninja proficient in this sword technique; it is also a skill chip.

"Damn! So it was a crash course!"

Ke Ling was speechless. He thought that was a real ninja, but it turned out to be a fast-food product made with chips.

This means that as long as this chip is used and a set of prosthetics is provided, there can be as many ninja agents as needed.

"That red-armored warrior was also trained quickly."

Ke Ling thought of the red-armored warrior in the advertisement, and now that he looked at it, the swordsmanship used by that red-armored warrior was exactly the same as this one.

He drew his katana, struck a pose, and quickly practiced the sword techniques stored in the chip.

Driven by the chip, even though Ke Ling had never learned this sword technique before, he still managed to practice it completely and fluently.

However, when the whole set was performed, it felt like the form was only there but the essence was not. It was just a matter of doing the right thing in a certain situation, and it was too rigid and craftsman-like.

If someone who has practiced this sword technique for many years were to fight someone using this chip, and both of them were roughly equal in physical ability, the former would probably beat the latter to a pulp, since the skill chip is full of martial arts routines.

However, the fact that this chip can instantly enable someone who has never even learned swordsmanship to easily master a set of swordsmanship techniques that would normally require a long period of training to use proficiently is still incredibly impressive; this is what truly makes it a quick and easy learning tool.

This is the era of widespread brain-computer interfaces. When the nervous system is connected to a chip, complex skills can be learned in seconds, and once the chip connection is removed, they are instantly forgotten.

If you don't practice, then the chip will always remain just a chip. Simply put, this chip allows a person to skip the foundational stage in a certain technology and directly reach a certain level of proficiency. However, if you want to retain this foundation and go further, you still have to rely on your own abilities.

The red-armored warrior and the black-clad ninja were clearly more agile in their swordsmanship than Ke Ling was now. Although they had used chips to accelerate their learning, they must have practiced a lot in their spare time.

Ke Ling took out the chip, which was inserted into the brain-computer interface and was naturally activated along with the flesh and blood.

However, apart from being regenerable, the chip doesn't have any other new functions. If you have to say, it has now transformed from an electronic chip into a flesh-and-blood biochip, which is much more active than a biochip and doesn't have the problem of preservation.

The activation of the chip's flesh and blood does not allow Ke Ling to directly access the contents stored within it. The contents can only be read and used by him after the chip is inserted into a brain-computer interface.

A brain-computer interface is a reader and signal converter that can convert brain signals back and forth with electrical signals to achieve information transmission and control. The chip is like a storage hard drive, containing the learning system, software, and various kinds of data. The brain is the processor, responsible for receiving, processing, and sending information. These three together constitute a complete system.

"If you activate several brain-computer interfaces with more flesh and blood, and then insert different skill chips into each one, wouldn't you instantly become a skill master?"

Ke Ling immediately thought of the correct way to use the combination of brain-computer interface and skill chip.

The problem is that while brain-computer interfaces are cheap and readily available, skill chips are not so common.

Kung Fu chips like the Kuibi series, although expensive, are relatively easy to obtain; if you have the money, you can buy them.

Most skill chips, and even training chips, are strictly controlled by large companies, and ordinary people simply cannot obtain them.

For example, training chips for military technology are highly classified information. In this world, even beginner tutorials are not something anyone can just make.

As for creating skill chips, that's not an easy task either, since not everyone is as gifted as Judy Alvarez.

"By the way, what is Judy doing now?"

Ke Ling's eyes lit up. Maybe he could ask Judy for help in making skill chips.

I'll try my best tonight!

Chapter 94 The Importance of Physical Fitness

"Judy? That Mewtwo prodigy, Judy Alvarez?"

The next day, after Ke Ling and V mentioned Judy to Jack Wells, Jack Wells asked with some surprise.

Clearly, he had heard of Judy. After all, as the most dazzling Mewtwo creator in the last two years, Judy was no nobody in Night City.

"We probably can't afford her; she's too high-profile."

V shrugged. "I heard that Miss Judy is very individualistic and has turned down offers from many big-name production companies."

"And why are you suddenly looking for her? Are you planning to switch careers and become a pop star?"

V looked at Ke Ling with suspicion, scrutinizing her from head to toe, before speaking:

"You'd be fine as a major villain, the kind who can beat the protagonist to a pulp, that'd be pretty awesome."

She gave Ke Ling a thumbs up, and the doubt on her face turned into approval.

"Screw you, I just wanted to make skill chips."

Ke Ling waved her hand dismissively, interrupting V's banter.

"Then you should find a technical expert. Is Miss Judy skilled in this?"

Jack Wells looked puzzled; they didn't know much about Judy Alvarez.

In fact, besides being a gifted Mewtwo editor, Judy is also a highly skilled technical expert.

Judy's combat chips can give a puppet considerable combat power when equipped. If she were to start a company to sell them, they might not sell any worse than the Kubi series.

"Technical Expert"

When Ke Ling thinks of technical experts, he thinks of a pair of large hands. Isn't Pila from Mann's team a technical expert?

Compared to the famous and charismatic Judy Alvarez, Pila, who can also be connected to Sasha, seems easier to reach.

"First install Sianweistein, then go ask Sasha."

Ke Ling made a decision, and the three of them, chatting and laughing, soon arrived at Misty's secret.

Jack Wells stayed up there, chatting with Misty; the two had grown increasingly close.

Ke Ling and V both knew that Jack, that bastard, had only recently broken up with a girl, what was her name again, Camilla?

The girl was very popular with Mrs. Wells, but she and Jack obviously didn't get along very well, and their relationship ended after a short time.

Compared to Camilla, the one who truly captured Jack's heart was Misty, the girl he grew up on the same street.

Ke Ling and V entered Lao Wei's prosthetic clinic. Lao Wei had been notified and was already waiting for them.

"The parts are fixed, let's get started."

Old Wei immediately told Ke Ling to lie face down on the operating table, and then picked up the S.A.W. Steiner to prepare for installation.

"Old Wei, are you alright? Don't break Ke Ling."

V, watching from the side, joked that this time she didn't need to avoid it, since Ke Ling had only taken off her upper body.

"Don't worry, my hands are so steady that even ten oxen couldn't pull me."

Old Wei responded with a smile, and he immediately started working on it without asking any further questions about whether it was anesthesia or not.

Ke Ling lay face down on the operating table, her body immobilized—this was necessary, since it involved replacing her spine.

V watched for a short while before leaving. She couldn't help it; even watching it hurt, she felt pain herself. It was hard to imagine how Ke Ling endured it.

She also made an appointment with Lao Wei for a prosthetic implant, but her flesh and blood were too weak! She wanted to have more power so that she could at least be of more help.

V's sense of powerlessness is not something she should feel. Compared to most street kids, she already possesses excellent skills and marksmanship.

With just these skills, she was able to make a living on the streets, taking on small jobs from time to time, and she was able to get by in Heywood.

However, after working on a project with Ke Ling and Jack, the jobs she gets now are completely different from what they used to be.

She no longer values ​​those commissions that used to cost a few hundred or a thousand euros per order.

Even jobs paying three or four thousand euros a month are no longer enough to catch her eye. Apart from cleaning up street vendors, she won't even look at jobs with low pay.

As her horizons broaden and the difficulty of the missions increases, the enemies naturally become stronger, so it's normal that her current abilities, weapons, and physical condition are starting to fall behind.

This is not something she should be dealing with right now. She originally had more than two years to level up, but that was cut short because of Ke Ling's appearance. Now she is challenging someone of a higher level.

In the clinic, Old Wei finally stopped what he was doing and began cleaning; he had completed the installation of the S.A.W.S.A.T.

In addition, he added a new function to the back of the neck of the subcutaneous armor as requested by Ke Ling, so that it can now retract like the subcutaneous armor on the hand.

"How are you feeling? Any problems?"

While cleaning the bloodstains, Lao Wei asked Ke Ling, which was a professional habit, even though he knew in his heart that there was no problem.

Ke Ling's body is so adaptable that it's hard to understand; there's no such thing as a rejection reaction to a prosthetic body.

"awesome."