In the lounge of the Arasaka Tower's scientific research department, Alan lay listlessly on the sofa, staring at the empty ceiling.

"You're laid-back enough, Alan." At some point, Arasaka stood behind him, looking at him with disgust.

"Ah, it's you. Month. ”

"Ahh Arasaka Yue reprimanded with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"yes, it's so positive, I've been asked for tea by the agents of the Arasaka counterintelligence department, that's really good." Ailan retorted angrily.

"You! ..... You're going to me off! ”

"Anyway, I won't be able to find it for a while, so instead of waiting for the Arasaka agents to investigate, it is better to sit down and think quietly."

"Anyway, I don't want to see you lazy here, I just have an errand to be handed over to you, you can go for me."

"What errand?"

"The information collected by Michiko-sama's hackers against Ultra has recently been stolen by a group of unscrupulous guys, and their methods are very special, directly bypassing our security system."

"Since it's so powerful, it's useless to look for me."

"Although they have a little ability, but our people are not vegetarians, after careful investigation, they finally found a little trace, their signal source is in the bad land outside the city, the specific location I will send to you later, now hurry up and move me."

After making some preparations, Alan rode a motorcycle made by Arasaka through the road out of the city, and under the scorching sun, waves of heat rose in the desert, making it difficult to breathe.

The vast plains on the outskirts of Night City are known as the Badlands, and are inhabited by scattered tribes of wanderers. Rampant resource theft, burning oil wells, and horrific pollution make up the daily routine of the Badlands, and even Night City is set off like an oasis of abundance. But for those who know the doorway, the Badlands is a gold mine of opportunities.

The Badlands is a dangerous place where vegetation is sparse and most of the animals are extinct, and it is extremely dangerous to go there alone or unarmed, and the two forces that inhabit it are hostile to each other and often clash. The Badlands is a vast expanse of desert, Joshua trees, low hillsides, dry oil fields, piles of waste, and isolated towns. Old-built asphalt roads crisscross the wasteland, partially buried in sand. In the distance, through the dusty blue mist, it seems that the city's skyscrapers and holographic billboards can be glimpsed.

The time came to five o'clock in the afternoon

The vast desert is as boundless as the sea, and there is no end in sight! Through his sunglasses, Alan saw a small town not far away, which seemed to be a little smug, so he decided to settle down there first, ask for some news, and take a break.

But when Alan arrived, he was disappointed to find that this was a deserted town, the word Rhodes could be vaguely seen on the dilapidated street signs, and the whole town was basically empty, quiet like a ghost town, and the only thing that was still moving was a windmill that was still spinning

Alan scanned the surroundings with his prosthetic eye and found that the wiring was still intact, so he went to the side of the substation box to fix it.

Disassemble the substation box board; Alan observed: "Hmm, the control board can still be used, try to make a bypass channel to connect the power supply to the motorcycle, it should be able to restore the power supply, I'll see.... Red line, blue line..... it! There was a snap of an electric spark that almost blinded his eyes, but fortunately there were sunglasses in the way.

"It should be connected, at least there is no need to blow sand tonight, the weather in the bad land is very bad, there are thirty-two degrees under the shade of the trees, and there are always sandstorms, find an empty house to stay for the night."

In the evening, Alan found an abandoned inn as a place to stay, and to his surprise, there were still a few bottles of old wine. "Tonight, 2058 rum."

Alan dragged a chair and found a good spot on the balcony, his legs cocked, ready to enjoy the night view of the Badlands. But just then the sound of cars and motorcycles was heard in the distance, and it was getting closer. At the same time, the sound of cars driving on the other side of the town was also heard, and it was getting closer and closer, and looking at this posture, it felt like the two groups were going to meet here.

"It seems that tonight is not only a good mouth, but also a good show." Alan smiled and took a sip of the bottle.

Soon the two meet in the parking lot in front of the abandoned inn, and according to Alan's observations, one of them is a notorious gang of notor ghosts, who haunt the badlands of Night City, are keen on vehicle modification and scrap collection, and are hostile to mercenaries and city dwellers.

While most wanderers operate in a gray area of the law, nocturnal wanderers are completely lawless. These guys are ferocious and aggressive, wreaking havoc on the outskirts of Night City. They raid small villages, small groups of wanderers, and weakly guarded convoys of companies.

Their main income was looting on the highways and living by plundering the booty. They occasionally travel to big cities to pick up transportation contracts, but they are also notoriously unreliable. These guys often break agreements and detain the goods or people of the entrusting party in exchange for a ransom...... Or just for fun.

On the other side is Adicado, one of the most well-known wanderer groups on the West Coast. In the late 90s of the 20th century, Juan Adicado, the founder of one of the seven oldest wanderers, and the gangsters who ruled Los Angeles engaged in a brutal war. By the time he left the city, the "Neighborhood Watch Team" had reached 5,000 people. They were known for their emphasis on family values, and under this name, Juan unleashed an uprising against incompetent police and corrupt media.

They set up a number of makeshift camps in the desert, but they never converged. Their convoys roam the West Coast Free States, escorting passengers and cargo across state borders with heavily guarded armies.

As we all know, Adicado and the Night Wanderer are mortal enemies, and the two parties gathered here tonight, definitely not to have a party, maybe they will have a big fight, and in the end there will be a river of blood.

Alan didn't intend to interfere in the conflict between the two sides, but planned to sit back and watch the fight, after all, he had no interest in being a messenger of peace.

At this moment, Adicado's convoy suddenly walked out, a man with dark skin and resolute eyes.

He said loudly, "I'll just say it once, hand over Panan, or you'll be ready to face the wrath of the entire Adicado family!" ”

"Less scaremongering, Thor. Are you scared of us, I will only say it again, if you want that chick to live, you will announce the disarmament and surrender to us. ”

The man named Thor snapped, "Do your big dream of spring and autumn and take Perakos, the Adcardo family will not surrender to anyone." ”

"In that case, then we have nothing to talk about, do it!" Perakos waved and shouted.

For a while, dozens of guns from the Night Wandering Ghost Party opened fire at the same time, frantically strafing Adicado's personnel, and the terrifying firepower poured mercilessly on the car.

"Everyone, be careful! Beware of concealment! Thor leaps sideways and hides behind an abandoned car.

The sudden sound of gunfire broke the silence of the night, and the whole town was suddenly plunged into a hail of bullets. Seeing this, Alan quickly hid in the room, and turned to observe the battle through the town's cameras, after all, he didn't want to be hit by a stray bullet flying from nowhere.

Alan: "These wanderers are really savage, they can fight as they say, but the firepower is quite fierce, heavy machine guns, assault rifles, and a bunch of heavy firepower, they are almost ready to fight with the security forces in Arasaka." ”