Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

It's sizzling!

He suddenly waved his hand, and a red data lightning bolt exploded out of thin air. It didn't hit anyone, but the police car's electronic system instantly malfunctioned, and the automatic turret went berserk and began attacking its own people.

"This is definitely not cyberpsychosis!"

"Calling for backup! Damn it! Hasn't the Terrorist Mobile Squad arrived yet? Our firepower can't penetrate that weird force field!"

A policeman shouted desperately.

In the shadows at the alley entrance, A-Qiang was about to rush out when Zhang Yuan raised his hand to stop him.

"Wait, Qiang."

Zhang Yuan watched with great interest the monster that was killing with its "eyes," while the [Tactical Data Terminal] frantically refreshed the analysis report.

"Did you figure it out?"

"Boss, he seems to be... possessed by something?" Ah Qiang looked at the strange red gibberish. "My aiming system can't lock onto him at all; it's all just interference."

"It's not possession, it's 'displacement'."

Zhang Yuan's voice was frighteningly calm:

"The original soul has been burned away. Now, what's piloting that body is a piece of stray AI code from outside the black wall. It's using high-dimensional data algorithms to forcibly modify the surrounding physical rules."

"So this is what the so-called 'electronic demon' is all about..."

Zhang Yuan adjusted his mask, seemingly very satisfied with this "product":

"Physical immunity, ineffective against electronic hacking, and it can even control surrounding technological devices. For a world that overly relies on prosthetics, this thing is simply an unsolvable natural disaster."

By this time, the AI-possessed monster had slaughtered most of the police force. Its eyes, composed entirely of gibberish, suddenly turned towards the alleyway entrance.

He sensed it.

There were several... exceptionally strong souls there.

"Delicious...container..."

The monster let out a piercing scream, its body transforming into a red data afterimage, ignoring all physical obstacles, and rushed straight at Zhang Yuan.

"Alright, that concludes the demonstration."

Zhang Yuan clapped his hands, like an audience member who had grown tired of the performance.

"Fatty, make him stop. Don't break it, I want to see just how tough this 'data body' really is."

"Okay!"

The fat man responded and charged out, carrying the giant shield.

clang!!

The mantis blade, crackling with red data streams, slammed into the force field shield. This time, there were no sparks, only a sickening crackling sound of electricity.

The red gibberish tried to spread along the shield like a virus and invade the fat man's arm, but it was blocked by the faint magical glow on the shield.

"This is... the gap between magic and technology."

Zhang Yuan watched this scene and made a final assessment.

"It has extremely high physical defenses and the ability to hack into electronic devices, but..."

He slowly stepped out of the shadows, his right hand loosely clenched.

Om-!

The air trembled, and golden light points converged into the Holy Spirit Hammer, a symbol of judgment.

"...Does your firewall have a definition for attacks that don't fall under the category of 'code'?"

The monster suddenly turned around, and for the first time, a kind of "confusion" appeared in its garbled eyes.

In his logical reasoning, he was unable to determine what the glowing object in front of him was.

It's not a prosthetic body, not a program, and not a weapon.

That was... an unknown error.

boom!!!

Zhang Yuan didn't give the AI ​​any time to calculate; the light hammer, carrying the pressure of falling from the sky, slammed down heavily.

【The Hammer of the Holy Spirit - Judgment】.

【Trait: Holy Penetration (Ignores 40% Magic Resistance)】.

The moment the light hammer made contact with the cyber madman's head, there was no crisp metallic clang, only a muffled thunderous sound of energy overload.

A torrent of light-attribute magic instantly poured into his body, and the intricate circuits, chips, and nerve bundles were completely melted by the terrifying high temperature and energy impact within a fraction of a second.

Those once arrogant and domineering red data streams, like snow hitting the scorching sun, emitted a "sizzling" sound before instantly evaporating and disintegrating.

Without the support of AI, the already overloaded body instantly lost all its strength and collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

All the red light dissipated, leaving only a charred corpse emitting blue smoke.

"It seems that we still have to use genuine antivirus software."

Zhang Yuan dispelled the light hammer, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said in a calm tone, "The so-called electronic demon, in the end, is just a piece of malicious code that has never seen holy damage before."

The entire room fell silent.

Only the ceaseless drizzle in Night City continued to fall.

The surviving police officers even forgot to put down their guns. They looked at the still-smoking corpse on the ground, then at the man whose clothes weren't even wet, their minds completely blank.

This unscientific! !

There were no signs of hacking or EMP grenade use; it was just a hammer blow.

What kind of new kinetic energy weapon is this? Or some kind of undisclosed force field technology?

Zhang Yuan ignored the shock of the passersby and police officers.

He turned around, brushed the water droplets off his shoulder armor, and his mind raced:

"It seems that in this world, pure 'mystical' attacks have a natural monopoly advantage."

Just then.

A deep, suppressed engine roar came from overhead, and a huge gust of air dispersed the rain, pressing the puddles into ripples.

A heavy-duty hovercar, as black as ink, with a streamlined design and a red and white three-petal logo, like a steel behemoth, slowly hovered above the street.

Arasaka.

Zhang Yuan looked up at the huge logo, and a genuine smile finally appeared on his lips beneath the mask.

"See, I told you so."

"As long as you can demonstrate sufficient scarcity, major clients will naturally come knocking with premium contracts."

The hatch of the airship slowly opened, and a holographic projection staircase descended.

A middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit with sharp eyes was looking down at Zhang Yuan.

The man stood at the entrance of the floating vehicle, his gaze not on the corpse on the ground, but fixed on the golden light in Zhang Yuan's hand that had not yet completely dissipated.

That was energy that Arasaka Technology couldn't analyze.

It is also the "antidote" that Lord Lai Xuan has been dreaming of...

"A power that inspires awe."

The middle-aged man bowed slightly, his tone now carrying a genuine respect, "Lord Arasaka Yoriyuki has been searching for an expert capable of combating the 'Ghost.' The method you just demonstrated is exactly what we need."

"Distinguished sir, would you be interested in having a cup of tea at the top of Arasaka Tower?"

Zhang Yuan did not answer immediately.

He first straightened his collar, maintaining that enigmatic silence, until a flicker of emotion appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. Only then did he speak slowly, his voice as calm as if he were merely accepting an equal business offer:

"Since Mr. Lai Xuan is so hospitable..."

He stepped onto the holographic staircase, each step creating a unique rhythm.

"Then lead the way."