The night scene of Night City is always so bustling, but it is also a little lonely.

Bright billboards and neon-colored lights shine on the city like the sun.

Wealthy and wealthy buildings will also be equipped with holographic projection installations, like a vivid brush stroke on the gray and rigid portraits, giving every passerby looking up at the sky the most striking and fiery picture.

These images were also constructed to make the city pleasing to the eyes of the people at the top of the city.

Because only these people can have the leisure and elegance to appreciate the gradual transformation process of a city from dark to light.

They are often located on the top floors of high-rise buildings, overlooking the city, and they are in the midst of this prosperity.

Ordinary people can often only watch from a distance, or tilt their heads up, to appreciate all this in a less comfortable posture, and look up at these dreams that are too far away from them with longing eyes.

There are always people who can be in these dreams, overlooking the world from a high-rise building, and act as the most obscure person behind the scenes.

Just like the top floor of the residential building next to the Lizzy Bar.

The three company employees in suits watched indifferently as the strong man descended from the sky, and then clashed with the members of the Mox gang as planned.

The data collection device implanted in the strong man's body perfectly transmits all the data parameters of his body, the prosthetic body data, and the most critical Berserker component usage data to their respective receivers.

"The Advent of Heroes module has been successfully operational, with the modification of titanium bones, strengthened tendons and leg alloy reinforcement, it is enough to withstand a 15.6-meter height fall, and at the moment of falling to the ground, the air pressure device in the legs is also working well, and the air wave is enough to push the average weight of the surrounding adults ......"

Looking at the strong man descending from a high place like a god, and the billowing dust and smoke blowing up when he reached the ground, the company employee who was controlling the mobile display said calmly.

The data on the receiver is arranged in rows on the display, and he accurately captures and recalls all valid data.

The data clerk was collecting parameters, and the recorder, who was taking a video of the situation through the window, sighed silently, staring at the situation downstairs without a half deviation.

Today's photography technology is capable of recording videos and images of the surrounding area from the implant's point of view with the installation of Mewtwo Imaging Equipment.

A prosthetic eye like his, which has the ability to shoot, is nothing more than a pediatric-like technique.

The real camera is on the head!

"I really don't know what those guys in the research department are thinking, why would they spend so much power to install Hero Advent mode on the Rage component? Isn't this kind of useless functional module a little more domineering when landing from a height? With this spare time, it is better to shoot a few more shots, at least to kill more people. ”

The recorder muttered angrily, the dissatisfaction on his face fully manifested in his words.

The team leader, who was waiting to observe the situation, sneered a few times when he heard this, but he did not appease his team members.

After all, even he himself was not a little unconvinced?

Each of them advocates competition, and the competitive environment within the company is even greater than imagined.

Like those who stay in the rear to study products safely, do not have to rush to the front line to obtain experimental data, and occasionally have a day or two of vacation after a year, isn't it better than these pawns?

"These latest high-end products, where are the cheap junk goods of type 1 and 2, and when this berserk component is successfully developed, most of the buyers who want to implant it for the first time are not short of money, they like this tone, and those cyberpunks are not shouting to be cool, handsome, and fashionable?"

"Style is more important than substance, it seems to be called Keqiism, this kind of algorithm system module that can overload the leg prosthesis, adjust the body posture and precisely control the recoil force, in a city like Night City, which is full of buildings, the practical value is actually not low, but you are too one-sided."

Hearing the recorder's dissatisfied complaints, the data clerk next to him, who was flexibly tapping his fingers on the keyboard, smiled and explained by the way.

"You guy, why do you talk in a way?" The recorder retorted dissatisfiedly.

"It's called looking at things rationally, and that's why you're the one who does the coolies, and I'm the one who uses my brain."

The data clerk smiled disdainfully, his fingers barely stopping.

The team leader next to him finally coughed a few times to interrupt the seemingly intensifying quarrel between the two, reminding:

"It's all workers, don't belittle anyone, do your job well."

There was a brief silence in the room, except for the sound of keystrokes and the sound of gunfire outside the window.

The gunshots were so dense that even if the three of them were in the upper rooms of the building, they could still hear the gunshots on the street, and just listening to the sound could conceive a fierce gunfight scene in their minds.

"Sure enough, it's best to find such a small gang to test the components, and the guns used by these lackeys of the Mox gang can basically represent the average firepower level of armed gangs around the world."

Watching the members of the Mox Gang rain down bullets around the test specimen on the street, the recorder seems to be enjoying a rare opera.

"The test subject's defense algorithm is remarkable, and the assisted nano-defense robot inside the component is expected to increase the implanter's all-round defense by 20%, and at this increase level, only the company's 2-11 model skin armor needs to be implanted to block most of the firearm's bullets."

At the same time, the data clerk who was observing the parameters also followed.

The team leader nodded casually, and silently began to write the experiment report on his retinal data panel.

At this time, the recorder seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, what if we provoke the terror team? With the combat effectiveness of the test subject, if there are a few more violent terrorist mobile teams, he will definitely not be able to bear it. ”

"Rest assured, the plan arranged by the company is to wait for the terrorist mobile team to come to an end, and this accident will only be characterized as a cyber maniac, and then the company will take back the test subject through channels, and then invest more funds in NCPD." The team leader said disapprovingly.

"Well, that's fine." The recorder said.

Pathetic guys.

Looking at the crazy test subject, the reporter had the idea for no reason, but there was not much pity in his heart, and they had done this kind of thing many times.

It's just the first time he's seen a normal person who turns a normal person into a cyber maniac, and also harms his lover in front of others.

Recalling the scenes from the past, the recorder couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

At that time, it was more or less exciting.

As the follow-up recorder of the test subject, in order to ensure the rigor of the experiment, he also followed the test subject of this company from beginning to end, recording the whole process of the other party from a normal person to a cyber maniac.

So he has also seen the process of harming the other party.

The current scene is just another very ordinary "accident".

A few people died, and the final result of the incident would only be attributed to the Tiger Claw Gang sending people over to fight the gang.

What if it is found out in the end?

Do they dare to stand up to the company?

Even if Moore technology is not as good as the giants of Araka and military technology, it is not comparable to the gangs of a city.

With this in mind, the recorder watched happily and easily as the strong man held a member of the Mox gang in his hands, thinking that he was finally going to see some blood.

However, the next second.

"Damn, what the hell is that!"