Westbrook, in a dilapidated residential area, in the bedroom of a private house.

Sunlight poured in through the gaps in the roller curtains, illuminating this smaller, inexpensive bedroom.

The ceiling fan rotated slowly, a faint wind fell, and a light installed in the middle of the ceiling fan was still functioning, mingling with the sunlight outside the window to illuminate the room.

The bedroom is small, it looks like a migrant dormitory, with little furniture, only a desk and a chair near the window, a wardrobe against the wall, and an iron-framed wooden bed.

The only thing that can be called high-tech in the whole room is probably the electronic automatic door at the entrance and exit of the room.

Simple, cheap, and old-fashioned, this is what Johnny's silver hand in the bedroom feels like he realises.

He lay on the iron frame bed, and opened his eyes listlessly, without a trace of light under his sunglasses, looking like an emotionless robot.

"I still can't adapt well to this body... Oh, I don't know if the kid can do what he promised me. ”

He muttered to himself, got up from the bed leisurely, and did not have the slightest sense of getting up when he had just woken up, and moved neatly to the desk next to the bed.

On the desk was a quaint book with a slightly worn cover, and it looked like it had been read so many times that it looked like it had been read by someone for an unknown number of times.

"Time flies so fast, a month has passed before I know it, and the time is so long that Lao Tzu can read a book several times." Johnny sighed in his silver hand.

Since the incident that night ended, he himself obeyed the arrangement of Lin Mo's "police officer" and honestly ate prison meals in the Ncpd cell for several days.

He was then fished out of his cell by the high-ranking officials in the police station in the name of "tainted witness", and then inexplicably kicked out of the police station.

The whole process of sneaking can be described as unknowing, the night he escaped from the police station, the lock of the cell was inexplicably opened, and there was not even a single policeman outside the corridor and the entire police station, so he walked out of the police station openly.

However, this is just a trivial matter after all, and with Lin Mo's kid's connections and skills, it is not difficult to send him out of the cell.

After "escaping" from the police station, he also became a free man completely, with only a few thousand euros from the police station, and there was no guidance at all on where to go and what to do, it was all up to him.

Naturally, with his current identity and interpersonal relationships, he could have gone to Kerry or Rogge for help, and it would not be a problem to eat and drink spicy food in the future.

However, after such a big event, he has no superfluous desires and ambitions, and deep down he has become extremely dull, just looking for a place to be quiet, taking stock and thinking about all the things that happened after his rebirth, and taking a good look at the city.

So, in the face of Kerry's invitation to dinner and Rogge's invitation to meet, he temporarily resigned.

After all, there is still a lot of time in the future, and now there is no hurry, so let's change the time for everyone to eat together.

Anyway, Lin Mo's kid has taken a lot of people to travel, and now there are not many friends left in the city, and without that kid's bickering, he himself is a little uncomfortable.

Eventually, he contacted Knight, asked him for a favor, found his current residence, and rented the house with the rest of the euros.

To this day, his short-term lease is coming to an end.

"It's been quiet for a whole month, and it's time to get out of here." Johnny shook his head and smiled, taking the book in his hand and stuffing it into his desk bag.

He slung his satchel to his body, walked to the living room, looked around the layout and objects, and rechecked to see if anything had been left behind.

After confirming that everything was correct, he walked out of the door and into the corridor of the small residential building.

"Before we go, let's go talk to Steve." He suddenly thought of the young man he had known since he had come here.

The other party is the neighbor opposite his rented house, a young man who likes rock and roll very much, lives with his parents, is a very good person, he appreciates this guy very much.

Despite the sunshine outside, the hallway was dim, the walls were full of graffiti marks, and there was a lot of rubbish on the floor.

Johnny expertly walked to the unit diagonally across from him and rang the doorbell.

"Who are you? Can I help you? There was a voice of confusion in the house.

"I'm Richard Knight! The master of the city! Hurry up and open the door for Lao Tzu! Johnny shouted mischievously in response.

The door quickly opened, and out came a young man of Mexican descent with black hair.

"Hey, how are you doing? I recently got a new record, would you be interested in talking about it? Steve looked at the friend he had known for a short time with interest.

Since the two of them met, the other party has never told him his name, and every time he sees him, he wears those sunglasses, and he looks like a two-hundred-and-five.

However, these details did not affect the relationship between the two of them, this neighbor brother who has only moved in for a month can be described as rich in knowledge of rock music, and is happy to teach him about rock music and guitar playing skills.

"I'll talk about it when I have a chance in the future, I still have something to do, I need a driver and a car, and I need to go to several places to run errands." Johnny waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested.

Steve spared his head, leaned against the door frame and put on a troubled expression, and said after a moment: "Driver, you can find me, and if you want a car, my dad's can also be borrowed." ”

"Well, thank you, but boy, what's the matter with the bruises in your eyes, playing guitar and shaking your head in a daze, and accidentally hitting the wall?" Johnny asked with a smile.

"I was beaten by my dad, I practiced guitar too late last night, and I didn't wake him up too late to wake him up, which made him late." Steve said a little aggrieved.

Johnny nodded, showing understanding, although he didn't have too much contact with the family, he also learned that the relationship between Steve and his son was not very good.

"Then you can go to my house and get an alarm clock, the door is unlocked, just enter, you can take anything that looks like it." Johnny said.

Steve looked at him suspiciously, saw the waist bag he straddled his shoulder, and asked stupidly after a while, "You don't want it anymore?" ”

"Heh, I've been arguing about that thing for a month, it's time to throw it away, by the way, how is your guitar practice, you practiced all night last night?" Johnny asked rhetorically.

Steve's expression quickly became lonely, and he didn't know if he was feeling lost for Johnny's departure.

He was a little unhappy and said, "yes, but I'm playing a piece of and I don't feel like I'm talented." ”

"You don't have to push yourself, technique is really important, but on the other side of rock music, it's also important to be emotionally involved in the music, you have to understand what you're playing for, and only then can people find sustenance in your music." Johnny spoke in a flat tone.

Steve nodded, "Well, listen to you." ”

"Okay, let's stop talking, I'm in a hurry, are you free now?" Johnny asked.

Steve turned his head, glanced at his home, and walked in.

After a while, he took a bunch of car keys from the house and showed off to Johnny a few times: "Of course you're free, but where are you going?" ”

"Time machine, the shop that sells musical instruments and videotapes." Johnny said calmly.

"Oh? It's the street that sells entertainment items, my friends often go there to buy Mewtwo, and it is said that there is a mysterious Mewtwo that has been released recently, and they talk to me in the morning. Steve said with interest.

"Yes, that's it, it's not too early, let's go." Johnny patted Steve on the shoulder.

The latter nodded, and with the key in hand, he and Johnny walked towards the exit of the small building.

Walking through the slightly dirty and dilapidated corridor, the two came to the outside of the residential building.

The evening sun was slightly drunk, not very bright, a little cool breeze blew, and a few cars were sparsely parked in the small open space outside the building, and the scenery was a bit depressed.

"What are you kid doing out there! Hurry up and get Lao Tzu back, you fuck, you run out every day and you don't have a serious one, and now you still have Lao Tzu's key to do what you want to do! A man in casual at-home clothes sat on a small staircase, saw Steve come out, and immediately yelled at him in a rage.

Steve's face suddenly froze, and he stammered a little, "I... Well, I'm going to go out. ”

"Where are you going at this time! Fuck you, fuck me back! The man stood up, reached out and slapped Steve's head hard.

His slap didn't fall after all, and Johnny quickly grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"Hey, relax, don't be angry, I'm just going out with Steve for a little bit of business, let him do me a favor, don't worry, I won't let him waste his time." Johnny said in a flat tone.

The man glanced at Johnny dissatisfied, and after a long time, he withdrew his palm, straightened his clothes, and said, "At most two hours, I must see him come back with the money." ”

"Okay, Dad." Steve left this sentence in solitude and walked towards a car without looking back.

Johnny shook his head helplessly, didn't say anything, and walked straight after Steve.

Maybe it's because this month's "self-cultivation" life is quite fruitful, or maybe it's because his heart has been knotted and he has completed his dream back then, and now his temper is much more restrained.

Not to mention anything else, if it were him before, he would definitely be slapped in the face of an unreasonable person like Steve's father.

Now, he can think about a lot of things.

For Steve, he is just a friend who has met in the water, and the neighbors who will be separated as soon as the lease period expires, and he can't waste time dealing with the conflict between their father and son for Steve.

Most importantly, because a true rocker has to put his emotions into the music, and "rebellion" is the best emotion, and Steve must learn to experience and deal with all this.

With such a thought in his heart, Johnny slowly sat in the passenger seat of the car, looked at Steve, who had a somewhat depressed expression, and couldn't help but smile and comfort:

"You can tell me how much money it will cost later, you can keep the extra money for your own pocket money, and besides, don't take your father's words to heart."

Steve waved his hand, a smile on his lips: "It's okay, you don't need to break the bank, I have more or less a little money saved." ”

"Where did it come from? Can you tell us about that? Johnny couldn't help but be a little curious, after all, he also knew that the young man in front of him didn't have a job.

Steve turned his head and thought about it, and after a moment he made up his mind to look at Johnny and said, "Mrs. Juarez paid me to clean her house, but her house is actually very clean, and I guess she hired me just to have someone to talk to." ”

"Well, you're doing a great job." Johnny nodded, complimentingly.

Steve retracted his gaze and turned the car keys in his hand, and the old car slowly started, the engine sounding like the roar of an old man.

"By the way, can you tell us about our destination?"

"Time machine." Johnny said.

"Oh! Come to think of it, cool! I've been to that place before, and I've met Kerry Orodian there. Steve suddenly became excited.

Johnny looked at him curiously and asked, "Are you a fan of his?" ”

"Isn't it, a legend in the rock 'n' roll world! It has lived for decades, and is still an evergreen in the rock music industry, and not long ago held a performance in the company square that shocked the world... You should know what happened that day! Steve asked, tilting his head to Johnny.

"Yes."

"That's right, think about it, you can hold a concert on that occasion, and even incite so many thugs to rebel against the company, it's awesome to blow up!" The more Steve talked, the more excited he became.

Johnny bowed slightly, and responded with a long smile: "None of this really matters, as long as Kerry's rock skills are still there and his performance is good enough, he can't collapse the house." ”

"Well, that's right, even without that concert, he's still a rock superstar, but... I heard that he suffered from depression before, and it seems that after the concert that day, he gradually got better..."

"Is there such a thing..."The corners of Johnny's mouth rose slightly.

The chatter between the two has been around several fixed topics such as Kerry and rock music, and the words are nothing more than some gossip scandals about Kerry and some knowledge of rock music.

Johnny guided the young man a few times as a passer-by, pointed out the opponent's current shortcomings and areas for improvement, and gave a suitable direction for practice.

The time that passed in the conversation passed very quickly, and before the two could finish their conversation, the car had already reached its destination.

"We're here." Steve prompted.

"Wait for me here." Johnny opened the car door and walked out.

However, after he got out of the car, the driver's door was also opened, and Steve stepped out of the car and smiled enthusiastically: "I'm going too, to see if there are any new albums released." ”

"Whatever you want." Johnny shrugged.

Walking into the musical instrument store, Johnny didn't waste his eyes on those garbage guitars that seemed to be beautiful but were actually useless, and went directly to the owner of the store and bluntly said that he would pay a lot of money to buy the best guitars.

Seeing the arrival of a large customer in the store, the owner also greeted the two very warmly into the inner room of the store, where Johnny got his wish and took a fancy to an antique guitar that had been maintained for nearly a hundred years and had excellent performance.

He bought it on the spot, and then played it again.

"Oh my God, I've never heard anyone play the song of the silver hand so well!" Steve, who was listening to the performance, couldn't help but praise.

"You know the Silver Hand?" Johnny gave Steve a funny look.

"The legend of Night City, who doesn't know, he used to be a rock kid too, and he was the captain of Kerry, this guy is very talented, and the rock style is in a class of its own, and almost no one can imitate his tunes well." Steve said.

"Looks like you're doing your homework well." Johnny complimented.

After paying the bill, Johnny took the guitar in his arms and walked out of the musical instrument store with Steve.

Just as Steve was about to get into the car, he was stopped by shouts from the street not far away.

"Hey, Steve, are you here to buy Mewtwo, too!"

Steve turned his head to see three young men running towards him, each carrying an Mewtwo headband.

Seeing this, Johnny had no choice but to sit in the car alone.

"You three... Have you come to this street to buy the new Mewtwo? Steve looked curiously at his three friends.

"That's right, what the hell, you hurry up and put this thing on for me, after reading it, you will know how exciting the mysterious Mewtwo released this time is, I don't believe you look over there, there are a lot of people in line, the reputation of this Mewtwo has gradually spread, it will sell out, no, it will definitely sell out!"

Steve followed his friend's lead.

Sure enough, as his friend said, a Mewtwo film sales store in the distance was filled with people at some point, and people crowded the store like crazy, as lively as a superstar visiting.

Many customers who bought the Mewtwo video couldn't wait to put on their headbands and stand on the street to watch it on the spot!

"If we hadn't gone early, we probably wouldn't have even fished for hair by now." A friend said happily, and then handed Steve the Mewtwo headband in his hand.

"Come, you hurry up and take a look, this film is definitely enough, I can guarantee that there will be no more powerful Mewtwo movies in this world."

Steve suspiciously put the Mewtwo headband on his head.

After a while, a white light dissipated in front of him, and he suddenly heard a voice that was too familiar to be more familiar:

"My name is Johnny Silverhand, and I'm a complete loser."

He subconsciously wanted to take off the headband, but the real picture and immersive experience displayed on the Mewtwo headband made him unable to take his eyes off it.

This is the self-report of a legend, this is the life of a legend, this is a combat experience that the whole world has watched.

At this moment, he has turned into this legend, telling the past of his past life, and in the blink of an eye, he is standing on the stage of the company square, and countless music fans in the audience are looking forward to it.

He opened his mouth, held the microphone, and sang while rocking, and the fans in the audience were going crazy for him.

The countless dreams he had had have come true today in this Mewtwo film.

Then, after a few songs, he stopped singing, inexplicably took up his weapon, and walked towards the towering edifice with enthusiasm and firm conviction in his heart.

The battle is on!

......

......

The fluorescence cast by Mewtwo's headring slowly dissipated, proving that the film was over.

Steve's eyes glazed over, staring blankly ahead, unaware that he had long since left the Mewtwo picture.

"How's that, isn't it particularly exciting!" Steve's friend quickly took off his Mewtwo headband and looked at Steve as if he was looking for a soulmate.

Steve didn't respond to him, just struggling to deflect his gaze and look in the direction of the car.

At this time, the neighbor who had known him for a month did not know when he got out of the car, and was leaning on the car with his hands on his chest.

He noticed Steve's gaze, but didn't say anything, just smiled, put a finger to his lips, and made a "shhh" gesture.

The calls of his friends kept ringing, but Steve didn't have time to talk to them.

He stared at the neighbor with wide eyes, and the other party seemed to not want to stay any longer, and suddenly turned around and walked into the distance, and his speed suddenly increased, leaving behind afterimages that were difficult to catch with the naked eye, as fast as a ghost!

"Don't go!" Steve hurriedly ran over, but finally pounced.

Under his gaze, the neighbor disappeared from sight in only a second or two.

"Damn!" Steve thumped his thigh in annoyance, subconsciously turned his head to look at the passenger seat of the car, and was stunned.

In the passenger seat of an old car, an antique guitar with excellent maintenance rests quietly on the old leather seat, and the new appearance contrasts with the shabby style of the car.

Steve didn't believe that the other person's memory would be so bad that he forgot to bring something he had just bought a short time ago.

So, this guitar is a gift left by the other party? Or the cost of the road?

Steve didn't know.

But he understands only one thing:

From now on, it seems that among his rock idols, there will be an extra person named Johnny Silverhand.