In the cyberpunk world, the original internet was blown up by the legendary hacker Buttermoss, and any hacker who tried to directly access the first web would be attacked by AI.

So the current network model is that people access the network through the LAN provided by the network monitor, so at the network scale, everyone is separated.

Atlanta belongs to the Rust Belt network administrative district, and if you want to transfer the information of the Taiping Prefecture region to which Night City belongs, you can't do it without a level.

It's a place that encompasses the central and eastern parts of the United States, covered with a lot of giant buildings, and Atlanta is the core of the city, which is well-developed and stable, but before V came here, he only knew that it was a pretty prosperous place.

In fact, no one but the corporate dog constantly moves between different domains, and the world of information communication is both broad and narrow, technically sophisticated, but narrow in practical use.

And the way Lille talked eloquently made V look up at this purely carnal human a few times--

After all, Street Kid V is a street kid and has no culture.

Seeing V's appearance, Lille secretly threw his fist to celebrate the victory in the second stage, and the third stage was also a small success.

The first stage of successful communication is that the other person is willing to listen to him, the second stage is when the other person starts to ask questions, and the third stage is when the other person starts to think about what you have to say.

And you know, he's going to believe in you eventually.

"V, Atlanta is not for you, not for a street kid like you, you dream of making a lot of money, but here there is only one way to work honestly at the bottom.

But you don't want to do those boring and tedious jobs, so you end up leaving, and trust me, you'll have to spend at least a year in jail before you leave.

Now I'll give you a second way - do you want to make a lot of money. ”

Halfway through the conversation, then cut straight to the point.

Instead of going through his communication process step by step, Lille hit the nail on the head.

He tried to stretch out his hand, but found that his body was too weak, so he could only put his hand on the table and make a handshake gesture.

If he's in normal shape, he'll be sweating like crazy --

The handshake represents the success of the third stage, and even goes directly to the fourth stage - the deal.

But the success rate of such a risky move will definitely not exceed 50%.

Unless the other party is a street kid who wants to be famous all over the world.

It's impossible for such a person to swallow the anger of being, and there is still an opportunity to make a fortune here - robbing a company dog is not a burden for V.

Moving slowly through the conversation is very steady, but too much can be wrong, and Lille must seize what he knows for sure to maximize his advantage.

Instead of putting down the gun, V looked Lille up and down: "What's your name?" ”

"Lille Lee - so you just need to call me Lille, which is both my English name and my Chinese name."

"Strange name - you're so ugly, put on some clothes."

Without shaking hands, V pulled a piece of clothing for Lille: "Put it on, and then talk about it and see how you want to do it - but say okay first, I'll just listen." ”

Lille took the clothes and said, "Move Mr. Zhu Shen to the car and find a safe place to talk." ”

......

Dressed in new clothes—a pair of dark green dirty cropped pants and a white lab coat—Lille felt like a person again, though not exactly, like one of those homeless homeless people on the streets of Night City.

Atlanta, the core of the city, is prosperous and safe, and unlike driving on the road where you can be hit by a rocket from the gang, what you can feel here is the prosperity of science and technology and the greatness of mankind.

Towering buildings, orderly traffic under intelligent algorithms, hurried crowds, glittering floating cars flying in the sky from time to time, and clean and atmospheric holographic projection promotional videos can be seen everywhere.

And the basis for all this is absolute surveillance, as well as absolute capital punishment for cybercrimes.

If you can't hide your tracks on the Internet, you can't hide the fact that you're committing a crime.

Everybody's being watched, everybody's safe, and this is Atlanta.

Skimming over the viaduct, the car drove all the way to the edge of the city, which was still safe, at least not the gunfire that was everywhere.

But it was dark, people were blind, exhaustion was their standard, and poverty was a disease destined to haunt them for a lifetime or even generations.

"If I am allowed to do nothing every day like these guys, I might as well die."

Driving the car, V suddenly complained.

"Man's patience is strong, and not all of them are you, V."

V glanced at Lille in the passenger seat: "What about you?" You don't look like those corporate dogs, and bald asses can know so many things? ”

"First of all, I'm not a bald donkey, and secondly - why do you think I'm not a company dog?"

"Hehe, you don't even have a high-level prosthetic, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending?"

"Look, that's what you don't know." Lille decisively carried out the demeaning mode, for the sake of a small life, the means should be on the means.

"If the company likes the whole body prosthetic guy, then the Vortex Gang can't all join the company to receive trauma group insurance? Wake up, V, the degree of prosthetics is not the company's main concern at all.

They are meant to produce prosthetics, and their talents outside of prosthetics are more important..."

Lille wasn't lying, either—he was technically a corporate dog in the eyes of a street guy like V in his previous life.

If you are in good health and can work in the company, then the company is full of sports students.

Whew--

The screeching sound of brakes interrupted Lille's rambling, and inertia nearly threw him against the glass.

"I can knock you to death with a hard brake, and pretend?"

Lille looked at V, who closed the door and got out of the car, with a helpless expression.

This chick is really grumpy--well, the V she controls in the game is even more violent, the violent terror team.

This place is the temporary residence that V found - an iron house that no one wants, and you only need to pay 120 euros a month to the rental and sales company.

That's right, it's such a broken house built of iron sheets, no smart lines, no physical network channels, nothing, just an unstable power supply line and land use rights, 120 euros a month.

The advantage is that you can avoid the law enforcers, and the disadvantage is that you can avoid the law enforcers, and you don't dare to sleep here if you don't have anything to do.

Bang.

Zhu Shen was thrown to the ground, and V said, "Okay, what do you want to do?" ”

"Find out what they're doing and figure out how much we can get."

V was stunned for a moment: "You said that was playing me." ”

Lille explained: "Yes, your employer cheated on you, but the reason why he hired you is most likely that they can't deal with the authorities – what did you say to the employer during this time? ”

"I said I'm still chasing the scavengers - she really didn't suspect it, but I guess it's only a matter of time before she finds out."

"It's okay... Wake this guy up, just in a physiological sense, don't help him remove the isolation chip. ”

"That's a lot to ask for."

As he spoke, V took out the pneumatic injection and gave it to Mr. Zhu.

"Whew--"

As if returning from hell, the man took a deep breath and then exhaled, looking around in horror:

"Who are you? Where am I? ”

"We're your saviors – depending on your answers, you could be in heaven or hell – and I'm guessing you've found out your system hacked."

"Damn it!" Zhu Shen was stunned for a moment, and after realizing that the prosthesis in his whole body was unusable, he roared, "Let me go, I can give you more money." ”

It has to be said that this Mr. Zhu is quite calm, and it only took a few seconds to regain his composure - at least on the surface.

Lille touched his chin: "So you've already guessed who you?" ”

The company dog still has a very keen sense of smell in engaging in intrigue and trickery, especially when it has already been done, and continuing to blame the scavenger is an unqualified IQ.

Zhu Shen raised his head and looked at Lille vigilantly: "Let me go, I can give you a sum of money, and then when none of this happened." ”

"Hmph, it's worthy of being a company dog, and I'm still talking so impulsive at this time." V sneered from the side.

Lille said: "You see, if you have an idea of your situation, you should know that if you are given money to release you now, we are absolutely going to die – and you will die."

But we can follow the employer's script, and then at least we can reimburse the transportation expenses or something. ”

Zhu Shen Yan did not enter: "Then you can continue to act." ”

Lille smiled and didn't speak, just looked at the company executive, and after a few seconds, Zhu Shen's face began to turn blue.

The virus would disrupt his prosthetic body, causing dizziness and nausea that interfered with his judgment and made it difficult for him to maintain his thoughts.

But as Lille thought, he really didn't immediately restore the system and call the police - which is a good thing, indicating that it is well paid.

"But as you guessed, employers aren't very honest with us, and I don't like to be cheated on – so give you a chance and we can do things for you, as long as you bid higher – very high, of course," Lille said.

You know, you're in luck, I just came out and was very receptive to this kind of high-risk work. ”

"Vomit--" Zhu Shen began to retch, but he quickly adjusted.

Raising his head, he looked at Lille once, then at V, and finally said to Lille, "I'll only talk to you." ”

Lille was overjoyed, but he controlled it well, and his mind frantically flashed through those pretending film and television materials--

The middleman can be poor or weak, but he must be able to pretend to be forced, especially in front of mercenaries.

"Okay--Heaven to the left, V, please open the door on the left for this gentleman."

V opened the door on the left with a strange expression.

The tin room does have two rooms, but the other room is the toilet... It's impossible to let Zhu Shen go into the toilet to talk, right?

A well-dressed bald donkey.