Cyberpunk: I didn't cheat.

Chapter 124 Moon

A few days later.

At the Sapphire Blue Hotel, Vito and Li Ying watched as the orbital spacecraft took off in the sky.

Vito informed Jack that day, asking him to pick up Gloria and David so they could reunite.

Vito gave Carlo a deserted, abandoned railroad station in the Badlands, and Vincent drove to pick up old Vito as well to perform the prosthetic removal surgery on David. Vincent's car sped up, taking old Vito there in time. He then made several more trips for the surgery, and the synthetic plasma and replacement prosthetic were delivered in time.

Valerie's conviction that Arasaka was invincible faded considerably that night, and she was also loyal enough to use her hacking abilities to help them resolve some of the troubles caused by Arasaka.

Her "Deserved It" virus was fully released, and all the agents from the Arasaka Security Department who were pursuing her ran into trouble. It is said that when the Security Department was trying to frame her, she and Jenkins pulled out a bunch of evidence of the Security Department's violations and immediately countered the Security Department.

The person in charge of the prosthetic body didn't want to take responsibility, so he simply turned the tables and pinned the blame on Rintaro. Well, what bad luck for him? The blockhead just happened to walk into his office.

As a result of internal strife and the effects of the virus, Agent Arasaka missed the best time to make the pursuit.

Vito hummed the song from the temperature radio station softly.

So, get away!

[We're off! Thank you, Vito, and thank you Jack and V for your help too.]

Vito chuckled softly, pulled a cigarette from behind his back, and Li Ying lit it for him.

Are they all safe and sound?

Vito nodded.

"This time, it's finally a success; we've successfully sent people to the moon."

"This time? And the last time was?"

"Last time, the bird did not gain freedom, and the blindly loyal did not gain peace of mind."

"It's okay, at least this time it's not as bad."

Vito and Liying watched the flight to the moon hand in hand.

beep.

[I forgot to tell you, Vito, Rebecca absolutely refuses to come with us. She says she's going to find you.]

[Hey! Falco, why are you only saying this now!]

Here's a surprise for you! Best wishes for your gaming experience!

Vito stubbed out his cigarette.

He stopped looking at the sky and instead looked down at Dogtown at his feet.

This is Kurt Hansen's reservation, a territory beyond the reach of Night City.

Violence and chaos permeated every street, and the ordinary people living here felt that Night City was paradise.

Stepping into the luxurious suite at Sapphire Blue, Vito felt quite unreal. The place was opulent and fully equipped, while the people of Dogtown below were still scavenging prosthetic body parts from the garbage dump and stripping dead people's clothes to put on themselves.

[My business here is almost finished. You did something significant; you even caused Arasaka's stock to plummet, forcing them to release their secretly developed chip to stabilize the market.]

Thomasino originally thought Vito would imitate Johnny Silver Hand and perform an Arasaka Tower explosion, but he didn't expect Vito to put on such a performance art piece.

However, the results were good.

No innocent civilians died, and no tower was bombed to the ground.

But the authority that Arasaka had built up over the years was swept away, and the whole city was talking about the person who stormed Arasaka Tower.

Some say he single-handedly stormed to the top of Arasaka Tower and even twisted Adam's hammer head off to kick it like a ball.

Some say he led a mercenary squad and trampled Arasaka's armored soldiers like ants.

Not many people know the truth, but that doesn't stop them from using their imaginations as they look at the dilapidated company square.

The number of casualties in this attack has not been released by Arasaka. Some people speculate that it exceeds one hundred, while others are more audacious, saying that at least two hundred people were reduced to fragments.

Seeing someone humiliate Arasaka, the old captain of the Santo Domingo middleman was overjoyed, and he gave a limited-time discount on all the used cars he was selling.

Military Technology was outmaneuvered by Arasaka and Faraday, but seeing Arasaka's losses, Military Technology was practically laughing its head off.

Despite the laughter, the Military Technology Headquarters issued an order to find the attacker. Such talent cannot be allowed to be wasted by outside rumors. They will hone this mysterious person into the sharpest sword of military technology and strike the enemy company's weak point.

President Miles in Washington also heard about this and wanted to use such a person for her own purposes. Like her predecessor, President Elizabeth, she came from a military background. They had something in common: after becoming president, they both wanted to change the situation where corporations controlled the new America.

Miles ordered a secret activation of the Joint Logistics Command personnel in Night City to find this person at all costs.

Arakawa Yoriyuki, the heir to the Arakawa Commercial Empire, also arrived in Night City. He is currently staying in a penthouse suite in the Konpiku Building.

"You mean, he used an old-fashioned exoskeleton to utterly defeat Arasaka's corporate elites? And he even used that piece of junk to chop off Heavy Hammer's head?"

Arakasaka Yoriyuki's voice was unreadable; he had initially thought it was a secret team from some company that had planned and carried out the incident.

Unexpectedly, the person in charge of Night City is now telling me that it was a blockhead who did it, and all that was left at the scene were fireworks launchers and a piece of old, broken armor.

"Yes, that's right. During this attack, a high-ranking counterintelligence officer reported an alert, but she was suspicious, and our follow-up tracking was also detected by the counterintelligence department..."

"Enough! An unknown mercenary has reached Arasaka Tower, and you're still fighting amongst yourselves! I'm strong enough already. You don't need to do these petty things anymore. One day, I will become the master of the Arasaka Empire."

As for that hacker, why don't you say she colluded with the attackers? Stop talking nonsense. Reward that hacker; we need to unite against the other companies reaching out to us!

Finally, I need to know the chip's development progress. This premature exposure of the chip has put us in a very passive position. Please call the person in charge here.

The subordinate bowed.

"Yes, Herman, the person in charge of chip development, is on his way!"

……

Tommasino's money wasn't for nothing. The old man originally thought the money was gone, but he didn't expect Vito to be more capable than Tiger.

His capitalist blood was throbbing, and he couldn't wait to get Vito to pay off his debts.

Tommasino had an old friend from Pedro Petrochemical who was running his own small business in Dogtown. Tommasino owed his old friend a favor and some money. Coincidentally, his old friend's business was having some problems and he needed a few mercenaries to help him.

“Hey Vito, I need you to do some work for my old friend Wade Blick to pay back the money you advanced. The rooms in Sapphire Blue aren’t cheap, and you don’t want your wife and little brother to be homeless, do you?”

"Hey, you old rascal Tang, you're living the high life. Stop spouting nonsense. When did I ever ask you for an advance?"

Thomasin was momentarily speechless. In order to prevent others from discovering his connection with Vito and to avoid others investigating the behavior of Vito's body, the money he transferred to Vito was always secret, without leaving a trace, and untraceable.

“You little brat, tell old man Thomasino that you’re not the kind of person who doesn’t pay back debts.”

"Alright, enough joking. I'm fine with the work, but I don't plan to leave Dogtown for a while."

"Don't worry, my old friend is in Dogtown. He also has a middleman stage name. Let me think, what's it again? Oh, it's Hans. He has good resources. You'll like him. As for the money, don't even think about getting it for now. Three million isn't enough for you."

"Sorry, it's really not enough. I don't want to do any of those petty jobs like rescuing trapped police officers. You know, I'm quite well-known in Night City."

“Don’t complain about being a beggar! Go meet with Wade. Sometimes his job represents connections. Vito, I really want you to be my son. Do all this well, and I’ll let you run for councilor for fun.”

"No need. I don't want to be a councilor, nor do I want to be your son."

Chapter 125 How long has it been?

People are afraid of comparisons. Night City is a pile of dog shit, but compared to Dogtown, it smells much better.

Dogtown and Night City are separated by a wall, but some people are desperate to get out, while others are desperate to get in.

This pure survival of the fittest, where the strong prey on the weak, is a paradise for the rioters and a local characteristic of Dogtown.

Night City is populous and large, so there are many extraordinary people there. Dog Town, though small and sparsely populated, is home to many extraordinary people.

Liying changed the power supply for the incubator, while Vito went out to see what task Hans had assigned him.

As soon as Vito stepped out of the sapphire blue room, he saw a group of monks with advanced prosthetic bodies installed, which piqued his interest.

These Buddhists generally reject implants because they believe in cultivating their inner selves and that they must abstain from implants in order to achieve enlightenment.

But these people in front of us, aside from being dressed like monks, behaved and had prosthetic bodies that made them seem more like wealthy elderly men on vacation.

They noticed Vito, and instead of looking down on him because of his casual mercenary attire, they nodded at him in a friendly manner.

Those who can live in Sapphire Green are definitely not from the bottom rungs of Dogtown; they are happy to offer a little smile.

Leaving Sapphire Blue, Vito found himself on the streets of Dogtown, where industrial waste was piled up haphazardly. Apart from some of Dogtown's hound soldiers and people who came to do shady things, Vito didn't see any Dogtown residents driving cars.

Vito lit a cigarette. Dogtown smelled strange, like a septic tank being heated underground.

The patrolling hound soldiers gathered in twos and threes. Rather than standing guard, they were just killing time, but if there was an emergency, they could immediately take up their guns and start fighting.

They were well-equipped, and their weapons were not the cheap stuff Kurt Hansen made and delivered to Night City's vending machines, but top-notch guns.

It is clear that although Colonel Kurt Hansen became a local tyrant, he did not lose his military roots at all.

Vito made a phone call to Mr. Heinz, and as expected, Mr. Heinz hid his face in the shadows.

Vito curled his lip. No wonder he and Tommasino were buddies. Tommasino's pretentious way of acting profound was probably learned from Hanz, though it was a bit of a poor imitation.

"Hello, mercenary, who are you? I don't remember having your contact information."

Mr. Henz’s voice was slow and relaxed, a demeanor that seemed a level above Thomasino’s deliberate effort.

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

Thomasino couldn't possibly not tell Hans that he was going to work for Hans, so Vito gave Mr. Hans a cheeky look at what he said.

"Alright, Vito, I know it's you. Musso told me you're quite a character."

Hanz's voice was devoid of emotion as he continued.

"Go to EBM Petrified Petrochemical Stadium. Someone there will meet you. This must be your first time in Dogtown. They sell a lot of good stuff there. I think a tourist like you will really like the local specialties."

"What does the person I'm dealing with look like?"

"It's okay, he'll find you. Have fun."

After saying that, Mr. Hanz ended the call.

There was no detailed information, no middleman, and no idea what I was supposed to do.

This deal is more interesting than Vito imagined.

Vito wandered into the stadium, which, despite being called a stadium, was more like a large free market. Some people had opened small parts shops, some had opened food stalls, and some had even spread out a cloth on the ground with C7 bombs they had collected themselves.

Vito squatted down in front of the C7 explosives stall, picked up a piece of explosives, and patted it.

"Hey kid, if you're not going to buy it, don't fucking touch it!"

The stall owner said irritably.

"How much does this explosive cost per unit?"

"Six thousand a dollar, no bargaining!"

Vito weighed the C7 explosives again.

"Holy crap! Is your C7 made of gold or is the detonator made of gold?"

"Look at this stuff! You know about the Arasaka Tower attack a few days ago? They used my explosives! Are you going to buy it or not?"

"Buy it! Are you sure about the quality and quantity of your explosives? If you are, I'll buy it."

The stall owner was furious when he heard this. He was already feeling guilty because he had mixed something into the explosives he was selling, and he immediately cursed at Vito for saying that.

"Hey, are you trying to cause trouble? I'm a bomb seller, why would I sell you a 'silent fart box'? Just tell me if you'll buy it or not."

Vito's face showed a smile similar to Hua Qiang's.

"Can you guarantee the quality and quantity of this explosive?"

Just then, a burst of powerful music started playing from the radio at the next stall.

"Are you deliberately trying to cause trouble? Do you want to or not?"

Vito picked up another piece of explosives.

"If the quality and quantity are guaranteed, I'll definitely take it. But what if the quality is poor?"

The stall owner rolled his eyes at Vito.

"If it's junk, I'll chew it like gum!"