When the last rays of light of the day are removed from the western wastelands, the setting sun is dispelled, and the dense and colorful neon lights begin to work, illuminating the city even more brightly than during the day.

The rain curtain fell, and heavy rain began to fall throughout the Twist Bay area.

Hanging light rail after section shuttles through Night City, all kinds of neon lights reflecting light on Qi.

It rained heavily outside the car, but instead countless neon lights reflected more brilliant colors in the rain.

Looking up, the high-rise buildings are all covered with rolling advertisements and promotional videos.

From formal distilled water advertisements to informal surnames or copper advertisements.

Most of the suspended LRT cars are social animals dressed in formal attire, and a few are colored, fringe people who resemble mohican heads.

Here, almost everyone has a data interface at the back of their neck, and a chip is inserted into their brain, so that almost everyone has the ability to remember it.

The brain with the chip is like a supercomputer that is directly controlled by the mind.

In this era, almost everyone has done prosthetic transformation, but some people have only changed one brain patch interface, and some people have only one brain left.

"Please pay attention to the public, a large number of citizens have recently reported that there is a gang specializing in stealing brain-computer interface chips, please install the chip anti-pop-up device, there is really no condition to use electrical tape to stick it at the interface first......

The announcer's voice came from the train, mixed with the noise of electricity.

A student with punk hair and a Wild Academy uniform seemed to be playing music in his head, constantly shaking his right leg and shaking his head to a certain rhythm.

But his eyes have always been on the train, and he was stolen from his brain chip here during the day today, and when he started his class, he found that he couldn't connect to the classroom network.

Because of this, he was ridiculed fiercely, so he went to fight because he was angry, and then he was called a parent.

In the final analysis, it was because his brain interface chip was stolen.

Moreover, the basic price of such a chip has also reached 200 euros, which is his pocket money for more than a month, and it is also a huge amount of money for him who is not very wealthy.

"Cyber maniacs were detected and began to slaughter indiscriminately, and the Terrorist Mobile Team began to dispatch, and all aircraft avoided it. Repeating, the Terrorist Task Force began to go out to rid the cyber maniac ......"

Several metallic aircraft flew past the suspended light rail, and the sound of sirens woke everyone on the light rail from their own hilarity.

The Terroristines, Night City's top elite special forces unit, are designed to deal with the most dangerous terrorists, supercriminals, and cybermaniacs.

The aircraft drove into the rain with its searchlights, but the people in the carriage could see nothing, and the rain and neon signs of light pollution obscured all vision.

But at this moment of distraction, he felt a chill on his neck, and when he touched the interface again, he found that the chip he had just bought had been stolen again.

He hurriedly turned his head to find a handful of gray hair disappearing at the end of the carriage.

"Don't try to run!" His angry face turned a little red, and he rushed over regardless of it.

"I just bought the chip!"

Damn, he forgot to put electrical tape on the brain-computer interface first, which is not sure that the chip he just bought will be stolen again, which is equivalent to two months of pocket money stolen in one day.

“So get away another way……”

The music that had just been playing was still playing in the boy's brain-computer interface, and he didn't even have time to turn off the music, so he rushed over as fast as he could.

"Woo woo woo ~ "

In the rain of the city, the sound of sirens is incessant.

The sound of gunshots, explosions, screams, and even the pouring rain could not stop the sound of madness.

It wasn't until half an hour later that all the sound stopped, except for the sound of the aircraft taking off and the rain.

The corpses of police officers were scattered in the rain, staining the ground red, and the mad cybermaniac was on his knees with his whole head blooming.

The remainder is left to the corpse collection team to clean up the bodies left behind by the police and cybermaniacs.

The Golden King has wandered in this rain curtain, since he came to this world in the morning, and then spent half a day immersed in the Internet to understand this place.

"The city really makes me feel sick and numb." The Golden King stood on the top of the building, and in front of him was the abyss dozens of stories high, "This city was originally a twist......

He stepped out and fell into the abyss.

After collecting the body, Gloria secretly hid a military-grade prosthetic body in her coat.

Her fiery red single ponytail clumped together in the rain, and her oversized coat was soaked.

This is the easiest extra money to earn when doing corpse collection work, because many corpses at the scene may be sparse themselves, and the corpse collector is lucky enough to sneak a lot of chips and small prosthetics.

What she stole was the most expensive prosthetic body in the cyberman's body, the military Class IV Sianweistan attached to the top of the spine.

This prosthesis temporarily increases the user's nerve reflex speed by four times, making it seem as if the user is entering a fourfold time acceleration.

The price of this prosthesis on the black market is 130,000 euros, and the price may be even higher if you meet a buyer who needs it urgently.

She needs money, very much money. Starting next year, the tuition fee of the Arabane Academy will increase to 120,000 yuan, plus all kinds of software upgrade fees, tuition and miscellaneous fees, and living expenses will add up, and her son's annual expenses for studying in the Arabana Academy will be more than 200,000 yuan.

And herself, if she didn't do such an illegal transaction, she wouldn't be able to earn even 100,000 yuan a year.

She knew that her son was one of the top geniuses in the Aradisa Academy, and she had had enough of the torture of life, and she just hoped that her son could climb to the top of Night City step by step and become a member of the company.

Instead of wandering in the gray area like her, she has been trying her best to survive all her life.

It didn't take long for Gloria to receive 100 euros from the middleman, and in Night City, even the work of collecting corpses was outsourced layer by layer, and at least six times in the hands of the lowest corpse collectors.

"The First Evolution"

It's just that she doesn't care about this salary, compared to the 130,000 yuan she carries in her arms, this salary is nothing at all.

She expertly navigated a passage back to her apartment, where she encountered gunfights and indiscriminate killings as the streets crackled and the gangsters began to kill indiscriminately.

Eventually, she began to approach the skyscraper H4 apartment where she was.

"Ma'am, I think we should talk."

Gloria hurriedly turned her head, and all she saw was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, this man had a big golden back and looked like a top nobleman.

She closed the business card of the man in front of her, which read, "Secretary to the Minister of Counterintelligence - Golden King Keina".