[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer":3,"chapter-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-117":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Cyberpunk: Cross-dimensional Science and Engineering",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1151508,1495,"Chapter 117 - 109 Fucking Awesome (Additional - for Boss TT1x)","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-117",117,"\u003Cp>Biotechnology Building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Director of Technology and Development, Joanne Koch, was reporting with trepidation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"... The Nightingale Project encountered a major incident. Project Manager Emilia Morton instructed Special Operations Team Leader Diana Kuno to illegally release γ-Rabies samples in the experimental area to clear a batch of expiring drugs and vaccines.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After the Nightingale Project subjects were infected with γ-Rabies, the DNA degradation model underwent unknown mutations, leading to numerous deaths.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After the incident occurred, I immediately instructed undercover Agent #1919 to carry out a cleanup, erase critical parts of the leaked information, and dismissed Emilia Morton according to company procedures.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"During this operation, Agent #1919 died in the line of duty, but the evidence was completely cleared.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Emilia Morton contacted journalist Manuel Mendoza for a meeting at the City Hall Square station. Coincidentally, another journalist dedicated to investigating Brad Nowood, Zora Barnes, was present on the subway.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brad Nowood is a congressman supported by our partner, Military Technology. Zora Barnes might have come into contact with the Nightingale Project.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Congressman Nowood took over the subway station lockdown contract from the NCPD and handed it to Mark Carroll of Military Technology.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mark Carroll reached an agreement with us to carry out simultaneous cleanups of the aforementioned targets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"However, during the cleanup, Mark Carroll encountered a terrorist attack.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cleanup targets: Manuel Mendoza, Zora Barnes, Emilia Morton, and Brandon Murphy’s fates remain unknown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Given the above situation, I believe the risk of corporate secrets being leaked is extremely high and request an increase in security levels.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Joanne Koch finished speaking, she lowered her head, not daring to breathe heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then sneered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, after all this fuss, you only managed to take out Diana Kuno.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dr. Koch, the company is very doubtful of your capabilities.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The company cannot stop operations because of this. The current security level is already at its highest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The clients are very dissatisfied with us. After investing so much money, no results are seen, and they got dragged into such a big mess.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lastly, the disturbances caused by the Wanderers in Haywood have displeased other companies and the NCPD, making it very difficult for us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go home and reflect for a few days—stay out of the company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Koch felt her limbs go cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go home and reflect?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the company, where would be safe?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if those Wanderers barged into her home?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, why would the company tell her to go home when there’s a problem?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless... the other person was convinced that these Wanderers were targeting her specifically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that was the case, the company indeed didn’t need heightened security—just get rid of the troublemaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dr. Koch.\" The voice on the other end of the phone remained calm, yet it was deafening to Koch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She held her breath, waiting for the other person to finish speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Koch collapsed onto the sofa, looking dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She frantically and wildly dialed a number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Contact: Mark Carroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beep—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joanne Koch: \"Carroll, what the hell have you been doing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"What’s the use of blaming now? Because of your mess, I’ve been demoted three levels!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"Should have stayed out of it, damn it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joanne Koch: \"So what now? Do you have any people left? I can hide at your place for a few days...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"Get lost, find your own place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"Damn it, because of your mess, I now have to keep an eye on Mackinaw Pika—do you know how many of those vehicles are in the city?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joanne Koch: \"I beg you! I really have nowhere else to go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"... For the sake of our years of cooperation—it’s not to let you come over, but to tell you what I just reported at the City Hall.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"This matter, in the end, the higher-ups reached a consensus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the matter, it was a semi-official operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real problem initially involved only Koch, then Congressman Nowood wanted to eliminate an annoying journalist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The end result was sending troops and fulfilling the NCPD’s municipal safety contract—this was the legitimate reason for the operation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deploying two platoons was more than enough for a lockdown mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The downside was that over thirty people died—that’s what escalated the matter, Military Technology lost a whole platoon in the city center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"... My superior at the meeting said a city-wide manhunt would be issued—guess what, no one disagreed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joanne Koch: \"Arasaka had no objections either?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"Not a single objection—you see, this either means nobody supports the troublemakers, or they’ve already fled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"The NCPD symbolically dispatched the Terrorist Mobile Team to patrol—for just a couple of days, and the previous company troops will continue patrolling, nobody objected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mark Carroll: \"So find your own place, quickly arrange a flight to get out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between Carroll’s lines, he was saying—that mad bunch had probably already fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They got what they wanted and escaped; naturally, no one would spill the beans during the manhunt briefing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody would believe that the perpetrators lacked any backing—they managed to hack a Bimong Armored Vehicle and used regulated raccoon dog sniper rifles, clearly indicating someone was up to something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this wasn’t good news for Koch; it merely made her more acutely aware of her precarious situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Director of Technology and Development for Biotechnology, at this moment, no one cared about her survival—she had to fend for herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no matter what, since the Municipal Center still had the Military Science and Terrorist Mobile Team patrolling, she was relatively safe for the time being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it, damn it, damn it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Koch clutched her hair, muttering frantically to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure this thing can support both our weights?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, just give it a try.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to physical reasons, Lille could only hang onto Jack—both relying on a magnetic harness, sticking back-to-back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked a bit odd, but it was out of necessity—this way, Lille could free his hands to control the interferer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Jack and V were already equipped with magnetic suction gloves, which interfaced with their prosthetic systems via neural links.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V had already climbed up using the gloves—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her visual system displayed an info pane:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Surface Friction Coefficient: 1.42]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Bio-Electrostatic System Operational. Current Module Normal Force: 9100N]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Total Anticipated Normal Force....]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Total Anticipated Friction Force....]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Alcohol2 Fuel Consumption Rate....]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Alcohol2 Fuel Combustion Efficiency...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remaining Alcohol2...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V was stuck to the wall, lifting one arm while remaining firmly attached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fascinated, she observed the glove’s surface, which was continuously adjusting its operation mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow... this thing is freaking awesome, but what’s with all this displayed information?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille responded through the comm channel, \"Oh, I forgot, it’s in developer mode.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after Lille’s remark, V’s visual display simplified to just a few lines:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Adhesion Status: Stable and Extra Capacity]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Remaining Alcohol2 Fuel: 99%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The text was green, turning more yellow as V lifted one hand and one leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very straightforward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad... you guys, catch up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excited, V quickly moved up the wall, heading toward the rooftop of the Delamain Corporation building—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jack also began moving, albeit much slower due to carrying Lille, but steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Delamain Headquarters wasn’t too tall but still a high-rise building—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step by step, they watched the streets below becoming narrower, with once obstructing skyscrapers falling below their line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually, they reached the rooftop of the Delamain building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From there, they had an unobstructed view of the massive buildings in Company Square.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an unprecedented experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Climbing a high-rise was vastly different from riding an apartment elevator and peering through glass at the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind swept across their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille’s voice came through the comm channel, \"Alright, now for the final test—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spider silk swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V looked at the spider silk emitter on her wrist and then at Jack and Lille.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s give it a try...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ssshh—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thin, white spider silk shot out, sticking to a nearby skyscraper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V grabbed the thread, took a deep breath,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and then leaped into the air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weightlessness exhilarated V’s nerves, slowing down the entire world—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Woohoo~~~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high tensile strength spider silk bore V’s weight, swinging her towards another building like a pendulum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the wall rapidly approached, V’s eyes widened!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t just stand there like a dummy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille’s voice echoed as the Krensky activated, forcing V into a prone position, crashing against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gloves and boots had retrofitted recoil control shock absorbers, but even so, the unprepared V still got a serious jolt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After regaining her composure, V realized she had crossed several meters in midair, tens of meters up. She suddenly felt exhilarated:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn! This is fucking awesome!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing V on the other building, Lille sighed in relief, then patted Jack’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jack, both envious and terrified, scratched his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you sure this thread can hold both our weights?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sure—it could pull a train. Just be careful not to hit the wall and get brain damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You don’t have neural acceleration prosthetics, so we can take it slower.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jack nodded, shot out the spider silk, and took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he too took the leap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jumping off the building’s edge, the vibrant streets of Night City appeared below them—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Jack and Lille’s hearts skipped a beat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is fucking awesome!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1570,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.909Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","b9ffa9fcde8d3eef45e8d0d26330b8b92184cb88e5e65535308055d87f8699db","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-118","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-116",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]