Chapter 37: Acute Exhaustion (Early Morning)
Night City is a large city with a population of 7 million.
The high degree of urbanization has brought about a variety of architectural marvels, and the loose and corrupt public security governance has formed its unique urban style.
The NCPD is in charge of the law, and citizens have the primitive right to live freely in one of the worst cities in the United States.
Feel the stench coming from the sewers, listen to the wind blowing from afar, mixed with the sound of gunfights--
Lille suddenly said, "Night City is a bit too urbanized..."
The car has undergone some changes in appearance, so as not to be detected, and this thing will be disposed of when it enters the city.
"Live like this for 10,000 years, until my son takes over..."
The co-pilot's V hummed a little song and rested one hand on the door, feeling everything familiar.
Jack, who was driving the car, showed an interested expression: "What kind of song are you singing?" Wrote it for Saburo Arasaka? And the son took over. β
V pointed to Lille lying in the back seat, "Ask him - I think it's fun anyway, but it doesn't make sense to a poor ghost like you." β
After saying that, V shook his head and sighed, feeling that there was a sad barrier between us.
Jack's teeth tickled to see.
"So what the hell are you doing in Atlanta? Really make a lot of money? β
Lille replied, "Not so much, if you really need it, it will be gone for a while." β
"Then why do you want to come back?"
V said, "Remember that cyber monster - the contemptible man killed him by luck, but the contemptible man thinks it's a bit difficult to kill a cyber monster every day. β
"I'll go!" Jack was shocked, "You guys were involved in that?" So what exactly does the situation look like? Kang Tao is really going to war with the military department? β
"The real situation is much worse than what the TV says, just like I said, sparks and lightning all the way, and that guy stomped on the asphalt road with one kick.
On that day, I was afraid that there were two platoons of military soldiers, the kind with loaded guns, and then I used cats to kill all sides--"
Saying that, V also pretended to hold a sniper rifle and hit it twice, and Lille ruthlessly interrupted: "He's bragging, you know that we just made a little profit in this matter." β
V rolled his eyes with his hands, winked at Jack, pointed at Lille, and said with his mouth: "Old."
Then he pointed to himself: honest people, listen to me.
Jack freed up a hand and gave a thumbs up: Listen to you, take me one?
V nodded: Take one.
Lille didn't want to continue complaining about these two buddies, and the top priority was to go to Lao Wei's clinic to have a look.
Since the car entered the viaduct, he felt more and more sleepy, and even began to feel black and dizzy in front of him...
"Lille?" V glanced behind him and saw that Lille had closed his eyes, but he didn't look so peaceful.
The body temperature drops sharply, the lips are white...
"Holy, Jack, hurry up, Lille seems to be sick again--"
"Understood--there seem to be two waves of people going to fight ahead..."
"I'll take care of it." V pulled out his night-time pistol and poked his head out of half of his body.
Two vans in front drove side by side.
On one side is Valentino, on the other side is the Six Street Gang, the hairy boy in the car is spewing trash talk, and suddenly there is a gunshot from behind-
"Get the away!"
The hairy boy in the van looked behind him as soon as his head was hot, scanned his prosthetic eye, and saw that V had opened up a list of his implanted prostheses--
I saw that V's list of implanted prostheses was full of combat prostheses: subcutaneous armor, recoil control, strengthening tendons, bone reconstruction, bionic joints, Kronchikov, nerve coordinator, blood pump, response coordinator...
So they shrank their heads into the car--
"I'll go, Cyberpsycho!"
......
"Hah--"
Lille felt a flame in his chest, and the temperature exploded from the center to both sides, just as he had been given a shot of medicine by V for the first time.
When he opened his eyes, he was now on the operating table, and the doctor was Lao Wei.
Got to the clinic? Did I fall asleep?
"Slow down, kid, slow down, you're in a bad situation, if it weren't for Jack and V's quick movements, you probably wouldn't have woken up."
"What's going on?" Lille opened his mouth, only to realize that he had been put on a ventilator.
He saw V sitting on the side, looking not as good as before, and Jack was also standing aside, looking a little complicated.
Lao Wei wiped his glasses and said, "You used that thing again, right?" And it's not light use. β
"I can't help it, life is forcing it."
"Alas," Lao Wei looked at the ceiling, "I must say, your will is as strong as steel, but the prosthetic body triggers a severe immune response and increases the burden on the body, which cannot be overcome by will.
This violent prosthetic system hastened your original problem, especially yesterday.
When you activate that prosthetic body in your spine, your oxygen consumption rises dramatically, completely dragging down your respiratory system.
Since last night, the lungs have been experiencing acute failure, resulting in insufficient oxygen supply, so he has developed a coma. β
"You mean Sanwistein?"
Lao Wei nodded: "Seriously, I feel more and more that it is two different things from the Sianweistan on the market, it is simply a suicide prosthesis, and human beings can't bear this kind of pressure at all."
And you are even more bizarre, your brain consumes far more energy than ordinary people, and after many times of overspeeding, your already not very good internal organs are burdened even more.
The lungs are the first organ to go from chronic to acute failure, and as long as you continue to use the Combat Prosthesis, this is just the beginning. β
Lille looked at the ceiling, his brain taking in oxygen, and his mind slowly became clear.
It was quiet in the operating room, and everyone was waiting for someone to speak.
In the end, it was Lille who spoke first: "Let's go to the synthetic lung lobe first, it's impossible to lie here all the time, in addition to synthesizing the lung lobe, and then give me a set of biological monitoring, all of them must be top-notch." β
Lao Wei squeezed out a smile: "I forgot that your kid is rich, but there are other problems, your body is too weak."
Your own respiratory system is struggling to meet the minimum requirements, and now that your lungs are experiencing acute failure, the addition of synthetic lobes may cause your lungs to die. β
"What then?" Lille's head was very clear, "I'm going to find a live lung transplant?" β
"Not bad idea, but the probability of being induced by the immune response is even greater, and you will have to live on drugs in the future."
There was another moment of silence, and Lao Wei said, "Maybe... You deserve to enjoy the rest of your life. β
V looked at Lille wordlessly, intending to wait for Lille's final decision.
If Lille chooses to retire, then she respects Lille's choice, but from then on the two are different people.
Considering Lille's lifespan, perhaps he died violently in half a year at most, and in another two years, no one would remember this friend.
Just then, Lille received a new message from the other world.
[New Event: Matt has brought you an expert in genetic biology, Professor Connors Cotter]
[Professor Connors, an expert in genetic biology, is interested in the DNA disintegration that occurs in you and invites you to join his research group.] γ
You have chosen to agree. γ
[Professor Connors's research is in its infancy, they have tried to combine the DNA of different spiders with good success, and now he wants to study the DNA of lizards]
[According to him, this research may give you enough to get rid of your fading cellular life force.] γ
[However, the technology has fallen into a bottleneck, and the details need more contact.] γ
Lille made a decision right away --
There was no technology in 2011, but there is in 2076.
"Old Vie," Lille sat up with a lot of effort, "it's too early to retire, what is 500,000 enough?"
I'll find a lung - if I have the money anyway, I'll use Moore Tech's and prepare to synthesize the lung lobe.
The problem you said, first use immunosuppressants to prop up, and I'll think of other ways. β
"That's right!" V stood up happily, "As an old friend, I'll give you a twenty percent discount where you want to contribute!" β
Lille smiled: "Shouldn't it be free?" β
Jack also showed an appreciative expression: "Amigos (friend), not everyone can face death with this attitude, but fortunately I still have a chance to see if you are as magical as V said." β
"You'll see itβJack."
Lao Wei looked at the three people in the operating room, smiled and shook his head--
Death may come one day, but courage can dispel the gloom.