2077: V really knows how awesome he is

"why?"

"Because Vera's physical condition is not optimistic, and a strong body is directly related to the strength of the mind, her current state makes it impossible for her to support the new body as the main consciousness."

V was speechless, but Vera laughed: "See, this is fate."

"To hell with fate!" V cursed. "Don't worry, I will definitely find a way to separate them."

Vera nodded: "Yes, I believe you."

The room quieted down, while Adam Hammer continued to be beaten outside, and the fusion progress bar slowly advanced.

In a daze, V saw Vera's life as a street kid, and Vera saw V's life as a corporate dog.

Their knowledge and memories merged, complementing each other's strengths and weaknesses, and were fully infused into their new bodies, making them increasingly perfect.

On the other side, Adam Hammer was also getting beaten up worse and worse.

In the end, Dragon Machine God was just a project that Xu Ling used in her spare time to participate in robot fighting competitions. Even though it was eventually made for military use, the resistance was in a precarious situation with a shortage of supplies, and this single-soldier exoskeleton was far from reaching the ideal design level.

In contrast, the Type IX is a masterpiece of human technology, and Vincent's technical ability far surpasses that of Xu Ling. Compared to Adam Hammer, it is like the difference between a pay-to-win player and a free-to-play player. No matter how much Adam Hammer struggles, he cannot escape being completely crushed.

Another heavy blow sent Adam Hammer crashing to the ground, but as gravity twisted, he was lifted back up into the air.

"Initiate the destruction process."

The isomer type 9, devoid of joy or sorrow, transformed its right hand into a sharp cone, aiming it at Adam Hammer's head.

Adam Hammer struggled a few times, but found he couldn't break free. He was about to close his eyes and wait to die, but then he suddenly laughed.

"Warning, spatial wave detected..."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure suddenly appeared and punched the mask of the Heterogeneous Type 9, saving Adam Hammer.

“Pretty tough, huh? I'll take care of this now,” the man said to Adam Hammer, who nodded and asked, “Can you win?”

"Guaranteed to win."

Looking down, the isomer type IX saw a woman with wet hair, wearing only underwear, standing below.

"Attacker detected. Begin attack."

The woman curled the corners of her lips: "Come on!"

The Heterogeneous Type 9 transformed its left hand and fired an ion cannon. The woman shouted and immediately turned red-eyed. She used a small-range teleport to dodge the attack, then made an aerial dash towards the Heterogeneous Type 9 and punched it hard on its faceplate.

With a loud crash, the glass of the surrounding high-rise buildings shattered, but the Type IX isomer only swayed slightly and remained unharmed.

It can fly and even take a nuclear bomb in the face. Although the woman's punch was quite heavy, it was far from breaking through its defenses.

The Heterogeneous Type IX seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, sending four high-frequency mantis blades flying from its arms and slashing at the woman with a whoosh. The woman dodged the attack with a flash and landed back on the ground, while the Heterogeneous Type IX in the air opened the missile pods on its shoulders, releasing a large number of small guided missiles with a series of "poof poof poof poof".

The woman reappeared, but the missiles had already locked onto her target. No matter how she moved around, the missiles followed her like a persistent leech. The Heterogeneous Type IX fired another ion cannon, which blocked the woman for half a second before the missiles caught up with her and exploded, causing the ground to shake violently.

As the dust and smoke dissipated, the woman clutched her chest: "Too strong! I simply can't defeat such a powerful opponent!"

Isomer Type IX tilted its head, wondering why it hadn't detected any wounds on the other person, when the woman suddenly looked up and smiled: "Hehe, just kidding!"

The heteromorph was enraged… Of course, that was impossible. It was just a machine, not even a fully intelligent AI. It had no independent judgment and could only operate according to its pre-programmed rules. Realizing that its opponent had not lost its fighting ability, it immediately launched another attack, unleashing another barrage of guided missiles. But the woman snorted coldly and said, “I’m done playing,” as a dazzling electrical current instantly erupted from her body.

Hyper-cyber psychotic!

With a sweep of her hand, the woman compressed the air into an invisible blade, slicing through the guided missiles with a deafening roar. She then used the explosion and smoke to teleport and deliver a powerful flying kick to the faceplate of the Heterogeneous Type 9.

The bare, beautiful feet possessed terrifying power enough to flatten a tall building. The Heterogeneous Type IX was good in every way except for its light weight. It was kicked away like a cannonball, and the force was so great that it flew directly out of Night City and towards the badlands on the outskirts of the city.

The former barren land has long since disappeared, and thanks to the white frost, it has become a vast ice field.

Isomer Type IX was kicked away, and the woman followed closely behind with a leap. Adam Hammer hurriedly caught up, and while he was holding off the ice field, Isomer Type IX and the woman were engaged in fierce close combat.

While it might seem absurd to expect someone equipped with high-tech gear to engage in hand-to-hand combat, hand-to-hand combat becomes the most efficient method when ion cannons and guided missiles can't catch up with an opponent equipped with a warp drive.

Both the Heteromorph Type 9 and the woman possess warp modules and are equipped with S.A.S ...

Both sides are back on equal footing.

But isomer type 9 is just a sports student, while the woman is a world champion.

The hyper-cyber psychopathic transformation granted the woman unparalleled combat power, making her impervious to pain, allowing her to overclock her prosthetic body, and repair damage. More importantly, unlike Vera, who had completely lost her mind, the woman remained calm this time because she was using V's consciousness as the main body.

The power of the Heterogeneous Type IX was actually no less than that of the woman, but the woman was able to skillfully deflect and neutralize the force, and then use the force against the man. This completely widened the gap between the two, leaving the Heterogeneous Type IX completely powerless to fight back.

Seeing that Heterogeneous Type IX was about to throw another punch, the woman did not retreat but advanced, rushing into the opponent's arms. She raised her hand and dodged the attack with an uppercut, then pressed down and struck Heterogeneous Type IX's chest with her elbow. Finally, she spun around and delivered a roundhouse kick that sent Heterogeneous Type IX flying.

The exoskeleton armor bounced up and down on the ice field, creating deep craters, and finally crashed into an iceberg with a loud bang. Seeing that the opponent's landing posture was not good, the woman stretched out her arms, and the projectile launching system was activated, scattering all the plasma missiles.

The deafening explosions continued, sending the Heterogeneous Type IX flying through the air. But it quickly adjusted its posture in mid-air, appearing behind the woman in a flash, its right hand already aimed at the back of her head as a cannon.

A dazzling blue light burst forth again, and the ion cannon roared out. But the woman had anticipated this. She took a step back and crashed into the arms of the heteromorphic type 9. First, she struck the other party's abdomen with her elbow, then grabbed the heteromorphic type 9's arm and pulled it. The ion cannon swept horizontally, like a large laser pointer, drawing a line across the ice field and causing a series of loud explosions.

Isomer Type IX immediately stopped the ineffective energy consumption and tried to grab the woman with its left hand, but the woman once again flashed away and attacked from behind. Isomer Type IX imitated this, also flashing away and attacking from behind the woman. So the woman flashed and attacked again, and Isomer Type IX flashed and attacked again and again. The two seemed to be competing, flashing across the ice field hundreds of times in an instant, leaving Adam Hammerhead dazzled.

Just when he thought this back-and-forth would continue, the woman changed her tactics.

Isomer Type 9 is a machine that doesn't know how to adapt, but she is not a machine. Creativity and imagination are the most precious things in humanity. After she finished flashing, she stopped dodging and quickly turned around. Isomer Type 9's fist grazed her head from behind and missed, but she used the centrifugal force of the rotation to increase the power and kicked Isomer Type 9's visor hard.

With a deafening roar, the ice field shattered, and the Heterogeneous Type IX staggered. The woman seized the opportunity and rushed forward. The Heterogeneous Type IX had no time to adjust its posture and could only raise its hand to fire an ion cannon. The woman stepped forward and accelerated, continuing to run along the edge of the ion cannon. Then she leaped high into the air and slammed a self-sacrificing punch into the Heterogeneous Type IX's visor.

The punch landed solidly, and the Heterogeneous Type IX crashed through the thick ice layer with a loud bang, being driven more than 600 meters underground. The woman grinned maliciously and jumped down as well. The earth trembled and rumbled. Then, the Heterogeneous Type IX was punched up from the ground. The woman flashed above it, clenched her fists, and slammed down with all her might!

"drink!"

With a furious shout and a muffled thud, the thick dark clouds in the sky were instantly blown away, and the surrounding icebergs were shaken and broken off one by one. The isomer type IX crashed heavily to the ground, and the entire Badlands Glacier was like a mirror that had been hit by a stone, shattering into pieces with a crash.

The visor of isomer type IX also made a rattling sound. It stood up unsteadily, and with a bang, a gap appeared in the originally smooth visor.

The woman relentlessly attacked a single area and finally achieved her goal. However, the Type 9 isomer would certainly not be defeated by such a minor injury. The Type 9 isomer of 2077 already possessed self-repair capabilities, and the Type 9 isomer of V calendar 2077 is naturally even more advanced.

It automatically began to adsorb nanorobots in the air to repair itself, and in less than a second, the gap on its faceplate was completely repaired.

"What a formidable turtle shell," the woman chuckled. "But didn't your mother tell you not to pick up food from outside? Oh, I forgot, you don't have a mother."

As the words fell, the isomer Type IX suddenly convulsed. Its system was being invaded, and the initiator of the invasion was the woman standing in front of it.

The woman's one eye was still red, while her other eye had turned white.

She walked barefoot on the ice as if she were walking in her own living room.

Isomer IX immediately activated its defenses, but ICE, compiled by Vincent himself, did not react to the virus at all, instead allowing it to continuously control one of its systems after another.

The woman exhaled a puff of white mist, which was composed of thousands upon thousands of nanobots.

“The nanobots you just absorbed had ‘spies’ planted by me. You personally issued them license agreements. No matter how powerful your ICE is, it won’t attack its own people. This is probably the most authentic Trojan program.” The woman curled her lips: “Stop struggling. Come on, let go of my heart… core, let me in.”

Chapter 189 Unstable Victory

The strongest fortresses are often breached from within.

So the woman forcefully inserted herself into the core of the isomer type 9.

Although she can enter a hyper-cyber psychotic state, her power is still slightly inferior to that of superweapons such as nuclear bombs and planet-destroying cannons. The Heterogeneous Type IX is not afraid of those things, so there is no possibility that she can be physically destroyed by a woman.

From the very beginning, the woman's goal was cyber intrusion.

All previous battles had revolved around this objective. She had already scattered her nanobots around the area. Once the Heterogeneous Type IX absorbed them to repair its damage, it would be affected. Then, the woman could bypass the Heterogeneous Type IX's ICE and launch an attack from within, directly taking over the opponent's system.

Simply put, you reduce the opponent's health first, and then throw the Poké Ball.

This classic tactic succeeded on the first try; the woman was completely captivated. Even the Type IX isomer refused to give up. The woman smiled contemptuously: "Stop struggling. I am the ancestor of all biological AI. Kneel down before me!"

With a thud, the variant IX knelt heavily on the ice.

The woman was right. So-called mechanical creations, especially those based on biological AI, are naturally at a disadvantage when facing themselves. The result of forcibly resisting them is that they kneel down to show their loyalty.

Thus, isomer type IX completely fell into the woman's hands.

With a snap, its body opened, revealing Vincent inside.

Vincent's destroyed body has mostly recovered, with only his left arm still not fully healed. He glared at the woman, wanting to retaliate, but was powerless to do so.

"Hey, you're awake. Have you eaten? If not, take this punch!"

As the woman spoke, she grabbed Vincent and punched him mercilessly in the face, causing the Demon King to spit out blood and fly out like a cannonball, crashing into the glacier with a series of thunderous booms.

After finally stopping, Vincent coughed up another mouthful of blood. When he looked up again, the woman had already appeared in front of him.

Vincent, panting heavily, said, "You think you've won? No! You know nothing at all. We're both just scraps thrown into the trash heap, losers played by time!"

"What are you babbling about?" The woman remained unmoved. The reason she hadn't killed Vincent immediately was to avenge Vera. Now that the fight was over, she certainly wouldn't hold back. She immediately drew her hand into a knife and pierced Vincent's chest with a sharp thud, shattering his recently regenerated heart. With a twist of her wrist, she shattered his secondary heart and, maintaining this position, connected to Vincent's system through a physical link, suppressing the activity of his nanoclusters and preventing him from regenerating.

Vincent's face turned ashen instantly, and he coughed up blood for the third time.

"In the end... it still... came to this, but I will no longer be... a prisoner of time. Now... destroy... everything!"

The woman immediately became alert. She thought Vincent was going to self-destruct or something, but nothing happened. His eyes gradually dimmed, and he was only two or three seconds away from being completely dead.

Out of caution, the woman needed to see Vincent die with her own eyes to feel at ease, so she began to count down silently in her mind:

"Three...two...two...one..."

Wait a minute, did I just count to two twice?

The woman was taken aback at first, then turned pale with shock. She immediately released the suppression on Vincent's nanocluster and reopened his self-healing ability.

"Ha!" Vincent let out a long breath, and his previously dim eyes lit up once again.

The woman grabbed him by the neck, causing his eyes to roll back again.

"What did you do?" the woman demanded.

Vincent forced a sinister grin: "I slowed down Earth's time by three seconds. You should understand what that means for a tightly knit galactic system. The orbital shift will bring about a series of changes, disrupting the balance, causing planetary collisions, and ultimately tearing all the planets to pieces. The entire solar system will perish!"

The woman tightened her grip: "Why did you do this!"

“I… I already said it.” Vincent’s tongue lolled out, but his expression remained ruthless: “To… destroy… everything!”

"Damn it, you stupid lunatic!" the woman cursed, then said into the communicator, "Michiko, did you hear that?"

Michiko replied, "We are checking the star map. Vincent is right. Earth was indeed paused for a second, but its orbit only changed by 0.02 per thousand, which is not enough to disrupt the balance between planets."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and then asked Vincent, "Tell me, where did you put the time machine?"

“I don’t know. I deleted that part of my memory after I buried the time controller,” Vincent said smugly. “Why don’t you go find it yourselves? The Earth isn’t that big anyway. Friendly reminder: don’t forget about the underwater world. Maybe I buried the time controller in the Mariana Trench.”

"Damn it!" the woman cried out in fury. "Believe me or not, I'll kill you!"

“Kill them.” Vincent said confidently, “The activation program is linked to my vital signs. If I die, the time controller will restart. If Earth stops for even a second, things will be very different now.”

"you……"

“But if you don’t kill me, I will activate the time controller on my own, and Earth will still be doomed.” Vincent sneered, “Come on, choose! Aren’t you conflicted? No matter what you choose, it won’t solve the problem, right? You have great power, but you still can’t change your fate. Believe me, I understand that feeling.”

The woman looked at Vincent, and Vincent looked back at her earnestly, as if seeking approval.

But the woman's knee struck Vincent's crotch, causing the Demon King's eyes to bulge and him to let out a pig-like scream.

"Fuck you! You fucking crazy woman! I'll fuck your mother!"

"Sorry, you're crazy, but I'm not!" the woman said coldly. "I won't kill you."

Vincent's veins were bulging and he was sweating profusely: "Then I'll manually activate the time controller!"

"Don't worry, I won't let you do that."

As the woman spoke, she instantly took over Vincent's main system, preventing him from sending any more commands.

Vincent was taken aback at first, then blurted out a lewd joke: "That's a great idea, but do you want to be 'connected' to me forever? How about we find a more comfortable way to connect?"

As a result, the woman hit Vincent in the groin again, so hard that he stuck his tongue out.

"Say it again if you've got the guts," the woman said with a smile.

Vincent's Adam's apple bobbed a few times. He glanced at the woman's beautiful legs, ready to thrust forward at any moment, but ultimately dared not say anything more.

He's not afraid of death, but he's afraid of his testicles exploding. This is a man's factory setting, his underlying code, and even the Great Demon King can't avoid it.

"Hmph, you can control me for a while, but do you think you can control me forever? I'll see how long you can keep it up!"

Vincent calmed down.

“I don’t have the time or energy to control you for a lifetime,” the woman said. “Your ability to remotely control the time controller must be based on nano-networks, right? I just need to take you to a place where there are no nano-networks.”

Vincent sneered: "You're too clever for your own good. Nanonetworks have already covered the entire solar system."

"Then we'll send you outside the solar system, either the Witcher world or the Alder world will do. Using warp drive isn't difficult."

"Don't be so clever as to think I didn't think of this loophole? As long as my coordinates are not within the solar system, the time controller will still be activated."