[{"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-168":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},1151659,1495,"Chapter 168 - 152 No Guns, No Cannons...","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-168",168,"\u003Cp>Evil Land—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flashy viper raced across the desert, seemingly equipped with some kind of holographic projection device, making the car almost fuse with the desert from a distance—hard to spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The graffiti on it indicated their affiliation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night Wandering Ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most brutal gang of the Chaotic Blade Association in the wastelands of Night City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The co-driver, hooked up to a drone connection device, was high as a kite:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Awesome! The military tech guys weren’t lying—this shit is freaking awesome!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holy crap, that gun over there is hella cool... Let me check out this auto-evade feature...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, that firepower—hits you like a cannon...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuhu! Here comes the big one!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver was antsy as hell: \"My turn now, my turn to play!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Drive your damn car—holy fuck, that big guy over there’s too badass...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, it’s my turn to play!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine, it’s all yours—so desperate you’re like a damn monkey, just stop the car first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver slammed on the brakes; the dude who just took off the drone controller banged his head against the windshield and got sliced by a protruding metal piece of the viper...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck... can’t you drive?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver couldn’t care less, snatched the drone controller and plugged into his neural interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m talking to you—\" The co-driver smacked the driver’s head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the guy who just put on the control helmet started shaking violently, like he was having a fit, and black smoke began to rise from his head!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aaaah aaah ah-ugh aah argh aah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The control helmet burst open with a bang, and so did the poor bastard’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Night Wandering Ghost who had just removed the controller swallowed hard and kicked his \"good brother\" out, taking over the driver’s seat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While kicking, he just caught a glimpse of something fast-moving in the desert from the rearview mirror—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dust cloud behind the car was as terrifying as a sandstorm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Gudela 66 West Tuan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fear, he floored the gas pedal!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the other, his viper was making spurting sounds while running—an erratic ride almost jumbled his brains!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The West Tuan caught up in seconds, and the unlucky fool sped up again, the car suddenly popping into the air as a small mound lifted it, only for the pursuing West Tuan to fiercely crash into it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The viper flipped forward in the air, then landed hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy inside almost had his brains scrambled, blood streaming down his forehead. When he regained some consciousness, he only saw a woman with a sniper rifle aimed at him, with a blue glare in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh... spare me, hero?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No sooner had he spoken than his neural interface sparked, and he slumped over the steering wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wanderers following behind caught up slowly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, no words were needed; everyone’s eyes reflected the same shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The combat prowess of these three big brothers... was a bit too badass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staying at Adkaduo Camp wasn’t an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the two remotely operating the drones had been taken care of, who could know if others were privy to the camp’s location?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The damage Griffin caused in the camp was significant—the fallen solar panels were the least of it, which also dragged down lots of wires and crushed several terminals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also the damaged machine-gun turrets and vehicles...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The already poor Tribe faced even greater hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse yet, several people were hit by bullets, bleeding profusely, unstoppable—But in the middle of nowhere, where could they find medical supplies?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People scrambled to gather what could still be used to prepare for flight, though the mood was heavy with gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the weakness of the Wanderers—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If their home base was discovered, not to mention a company’s regular army, just a few drones could catch them off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe they could have dealt with the drones without Lille, but at what cost?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company would lose a few drones at most, and simply send more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Wanderer suffered actual, profound losses of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan’an looked at everything in the camp, unable to utter a single word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon seeing her like this, Sol simply patted her shoulder and said, \"Scorpion and Mitch are still out there, get it together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan’an nodded sadly and hid her emotions within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Things actually seemed quite harmonious, Lille thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the plot had undergone significant changes—Sol and Pan’an’s argument apparently had eased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, the trip to the border station by the three of them likely was Sol’s arrangement: they were planning to flee, and to do that they had to check the border station situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they didn’t go to the border station, someone still needed to scout around for other opportunities—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Actions had to be taken; it was just a question of who would be targeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to V’s description, the vehicle was equipped with bargain Military Technology Optical Camouflage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Night Wandering Ghost were Wanderers themselves, their familiarity with Evil Land was no less than Adkaduo’s, and with the assistance of Optical Camouflage and drones, such an incident was almost to be expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was unexpected that Military Technology would provide high-tech sponsorship to the Night Wandering Ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol turned around and sincerely thanked Lille.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The situation was different now from when they had first entered the camp—no matter how legendary they were, they could not interfere anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for your help, but the situation is bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is bad—what do you plan to do next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille could see he was feigning calmness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given Adkaduo’s current state, if the corporations decided to take action, they could easily crush them on the fringes of Night City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they decided to leave, they weren’t planning to let you go... but how could they fight back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol was a fair Clan Leader, but that did not mean he was all-powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol looked at Lille, \"If we start working for you... how many can survive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille shook his head, \"I can’t make that promise to you—you are the one in the Tribe who makes the decisions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...then what do you plan to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fight back,\" Lille’s answer was simple and direct, and it seemed the least possible and closest to suicide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Sol’s brows began to furrow, Lille added, \"You worry about supplies, about lacking weapons and ammo, about the lack of medicine and Prosthetics...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the enemy has those—they want us dead, and considering coexistence in this situation is even less realistic and reliable than what I’m suggesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To put it another way, only a strong Wanderer Tribe has the leverage to force negotiations, or else they are just guinea pigs for human experimentation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now is the time to make a decision, Sol.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversation was not silent; their voices were neither loud nor soft, but attentive listening would reveal everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol didn’t have the habit of whispering behind the Tribe’s back, especially on matters that affected their future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And knowing Sol had no such habits, it would be awkward for Lille to hide and hold back alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, the busy people began to slow down their movements, even stopping completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of their opinions about Sol, or how discontent they were on ordinary days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always firmly secured the position of Clan Leader, and they would listen to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol didn’t hesitate for too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or rather, he had hesitated long enough already.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly said, \"Taking on a corporation is tough, especially on Evil Land—but you’re in luck; everyone here is a specialist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s the spirit!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Adkaduo won’t take this lying down!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd’s mood suddenly became buoyant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pacifists among Wanderers were always in the minority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they had been forced by corporations to become Wanderers in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille smiled, \"Then let’s take care of the immediate problems first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, there were two Adkaduo members outside, and secondly, there were a few patients in the makeshift hospital who had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the former, there were no mercenaries more professional than Lille’s trio in Night City right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter, also happened to fall within Lille’s expertise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille had a premonition that their cooperation would become a long-term partnership—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a match made in heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>",1389,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.909Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","a848fb89b87482d77ddfb08dd5ff46cdd4f838b2f774c19df4a722edaed7b5ae","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-169","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-167",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]