Players Invade Cyberpunk

[The Assassin Can’t Be Brother Ni: Damn, Brother, you’re not sleeping?]

[Brother Dao: Set an alarm clock, who made this game time so creepy, also I just love to watch you brag at this time, although the number of appointments has exceeded a thousand, I don’t know if I can get a turn, negotiating for publicity is also ignored, this game developer is really mysterious. Oh right, the implants we talked about yesterday, have you installed them and what’s the effect?]

[Wildman Punch: Don’t talk about it, we each bought a pair of cyber eyes and nerve connectors, basic grey gear, but installing implants takes up game experience time and you can’t skip it, you can only do surgery when offline, we’ll have to wait until tomorrow to know the specifics.]

[But today I punched one of the wild monsters, the impact was just phenomenal, then he seemed to use some skill, there were electric sparks popping from behind his head, and he accelerated leaving an afterimage, feeling more badass than Bolt.]

[Potato with No Neck: What use is it, just ended up killing himself.]

[Wildman Punch: I think it’s because Brother Huang jinxed him,]

[Potato with No Neck: We have to believe in science, okay? There’s no jinxing in this world, it’s all coincidence.]

[The Assassin Can’t Be Brother Ni: I assassinated a wild monster standing on a high place, slit his throat with a homemade dagger, gained an extra stealth skill, I think I’m born for the assassin job, I’ve decided, from now on I’m joining the Brotherhood.]

[West Lake Seafood Giant: That wild monster we interrogated seemed to be speaking English, but we didn’t understand it, we could only listen to the NPC talking to him, seemed to be talking about stealing things, but those screams were really chilling, gave me goosebumps.]

[And that pistol, damn, it’s nothing like what’s shown on TV, not only is the sound ridiculously loud, the recoil is uncontrollable, can’t even aim correctly, and those NPCs seem to understand what we’re saying, but they’re not speaking English, it’s completely unintelligible.]

Virtual world, implants, skills, assassination, gunfights, interrogation, construction, highly intelligent NPCs, these things tied together offer extreme freedom, Brother Dao at this moment is beside himself with anguish, if only they could hand the publicity work over to their company, even if it’s free, this damned company is so Zen-like.

Zero publicity, IP locked, forbidding the spread of game promo videos and screenshots, it’s just crazy.

If they opened up publicity, the appointment numbers would have skyrocketed to six figures, even seven, not just four figures as it is now.

These are actual appointment numbers, not considering inflated numbers from freelance internet promoters.

And aside from the forum, many people lost their minds under the recently updated Lin Miao’s personal profile image.

[Mantou: My god... could this be a game NPC? That look, that body, that dress, ugh... Oh Heavenly Father, please just kill me now, I want to reincarnate and find him!!!]

[Master Master High Master: Miss Mantou, pull up your pants, keep in mind this is a public setting! Otherwise I’ll have to apprehend you.]

[Brother Dao: I admit, he’s just a little bit more handsome than me– ’Finger Universe’.]

.....

Joyful events lift the spirit.

After getting the information he wanted, Lin Miao’s gaze towards Night City was much warmer.

But warmth aside, tasks still need to be done, now is not the time to stop and chill.

The nights in Night City never know what darkness is, various neon lights always flashing, Lucy hugged her legs sitting on the balcony, a thin layer of glass separating her from the noisy multicolored neon world outside, forming two worlds, with the recently used braindance wreath beside her.

The room was unlit, so only the side by the window was dim.

Her shadow in the neon light outside stretched long in the room, surrounded by the darkness with no light engulfing her.

Lucy’s face pressed against her knees, looking at the old moon poster hanging on the wall, eyes full of longing.

Lucy once heard in the Huang Ban Corporation dog’s chip that there were a group of people on the moon called the High Knights, who had freed themselves from the brutal rule of corporations and Earthly powers and established their own new world in space.

A new world outside the cage.

But remembering that 25,000 for a lunar travel ticket, Lucy buried her head in her knees again.

The ticket to the new world is just too expensive.

25,000

And what’s the average monthly income of a lower-class ordinary person in Night City?

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Not even enough to pay the rent of a skyscraper’s lowest floor, let alone anything else, gotta know Night City’s proper employment rate is just ten percent, without breaking the law, you can’t survive.

Lucy is certainly not that poor, she steals Huang Ban Corporation dog behavior chips, earning two or three hundred a day, occasionally getting some valuable stuff, can make five or six hundred, though there are times she comes up empty-handed, after deducting rent, utilities, daily expenses, she saves about two to three thousand a month.

That means, this way she only needs ten years to save for a 7-day lunar trip.

Ten years.... reality is....

The heavy pressure made Lucy feel a bit suffocated, only able to bury her face in her knees trying to escape reality.

Just when she thought she would go through another night like usual, a communication request suddenly woke her.

Beep... Beep....

Huh?

Lucy was a bit surprised looking at that caller ID.

It’s that guy...

Lucy has met many mercenaries, but someone like Lin Miao is first time, seems rational, yet acts like a lunatic, actually let her use an auto repair hammer to chisel a bullet without anesthesia.

This isn’t tough.

This is crazy.

But his voice always brought a bit of interest to Lucy.

"Miss Lucy, where did you make a fortune today? Interested in meeting up."

"Yesterday’s thing?"

Lucy’s voice was indifferent, Lin Miao invited her to do a job yesterday, but didn’t say what it was, Lucy didn’t agree either, just said she’d think about it.

"Pretty much, busy all day, seems to have some progress."

"..." She glanced at the moon poster on the wall, sighed slightly "Come chat at my place..."

"Forget it, come to the Martin Luther King and Brandon intersection, there’s a burger joint, I’ll be waiting there..."

"Come to my place, otherwise no talk."

Lucy’s attitude was unusually firm, as if afraid of being double-crossed by Lin Miao if she went out, of course, whatever she feared Lin Miao was definitely afraid too, God knows if he pushed the door open, a few burly guys will rush out from corners and pin him down, then sold to that Valentino gang’s Big Bird Spin Spin Bar from yesterday.

After a bit of thought, Lin Miao asked.

"Address"

"Sent it to you, Japan Street West, minnie days, penthouse suite, room number 703."

"On my way."

PS: You can actually see in the animation that Lucy is not wealthy, plus the chip David stole can only buy two days worth of inhibitors, guessing at most a few hundred bucks, and her access pod hack only has four slots, it’s the most basic type 1, aka blank.

PS: Everyone seems to dislike just one update a day, but indeed it’s 5000-6000 words per update, if you guys want I can change it to 2500 per Chapter, although it doesn’t really mean much.

The author is a working person, though very much wants to hit ten thousand a day, but ability and time don’t allow it.