[{"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-187":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},1151678,1495,"Chapter 187 - 171 Bait","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-187",187,"\u003Cp>Night Wandering Ghost Camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark grey bionic arm punched a solid steel punching bag so hard it deformed and flew into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chunk of iron flew up then fell back down; the man dodged sideways before throwing another punch, as if he were in a boxing match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch, two punches, three punches—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The accumulated kinetic energy snapped the iron chain, sending the bag flying high and smashing into a cement plant’s steel pillar, the sound echoing throughout the facility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad, those Wanderers are quite formidable. We can’t play the long game anymore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen, nearly two meters tall with a blue Mohawk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of his arms had been modified, customized with top-notch bionic fibers, and integrated with micro fuel engines and bioelectric motor systems, evenly and sensibly distributed throughout his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly, when these arms got serious, punching through bulletproof steel plates wasn’t out of the question—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the arms were only locally modified, the rest of his body couldn’t actually withstand such stress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen relaxed his body, turned to a subordinate nearby, and asked, \"When did that guy called Justice Jotaro from the city say the next delivery was due?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He said everything’s ready, just waiting for the cops and Military Science to give the green light.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s good—\" Bowen licked his lips, \"Motherfucker, these days finding a couple of fresh young kids isn’t easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time he really made a killing: Military Technology had provided them with a lot of supplies to kill with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it turned out, he barely had to use any of the supplies, yet Military Technology still had to get their own hands dirty—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He won twice over!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all he needed to do was to get rid of the surplus military supplies on the black market and make a fortune, then buy some fun stuff...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Motherfucker, this is the life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right as this sick fuck was pondering how to enjoy Military Science’s supplies, an anxious voice from one of the lackeys came from outside the plant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss! Boss!! A convoy’s coming!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen’s brow furrowed—The shouting lackey appeared at the warehouse door with a bang, moving too fast and slamming into the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the fuck? You sure?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m sure! Saw it clear as day with the Military Technology drones... looks like it’s Adkaduo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Adkaduo? You fucking kidding me, Military Technology has them pinned down at Stone Ridge Mountain, and you’re telling me there’s an Adkaduo convoy coming here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You high on something, seeing ghosts—oh wait, we are the ghosts!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahaha—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For real! I’m going—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The drone display screen on the lackey’s head suddenly exploded open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen couldn’t make fun of the situation any longer!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face went through rapid changes, and he immediately dialed the Military Technology contact’s number!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Military Technology office, Mercedes had already stopped thinking—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She found herself in the exact same predicament as her former colleagues in the city center:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you accused them of being careless, the truth was they’d already leveraged the maximum extent of their resources to achieve a goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was precisely in the process of achieving this goal, they would find that the enemy could respond with a much harder approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s as if they had never considered that it was the city center, never considered it was a gathering place for Super Corporations, never considered what the consequences of such an attack on the company would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The critical point was, they actually won every time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no troops left at her disposal, the nearest were the Military Technology border troops stationed at the border—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those troops couldn’t be moved, nor would they listen to her...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they did listen to her, where would she find those Wanderers?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[New message from: Night Wandering Ghost]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen: Fuck’s sake, does Military Technology just sit on their asses! You let them get away?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes stared at the message box that popped up as if it were a lifeline—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her last chance! An idea flashed through her mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Bowen used Nash as bait, she could use Bowen as bait too, no matter what, she must eliminate them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes: They’ve already gone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen: Yeah, they’ve come over! Motherfucker, send some backup quick, I lost dozens of brothers today!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes: You’re quite bold, but I’d say please when your ass is on fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen: My ass on fire? You’re the one with your ass on fire! If I die, which dumb fuck in Evil Land would still want to work with Military Technology?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen: If I’m dead, all of Evil Land will know you’re useless. I don’t know what will happen to Military Technology, but you’ll definitely end up buried in toxic water!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes’ blood pressure soared, but she still tried to stay calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes: Listen up, I’ve uploaded a batch of new driver upgrades for that military technology gear you received, as well as methods for firmware upgrades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes: Don’t get wiped out in an instant, we’re almost there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen: That’s more like it—damn it, you’ve got to hurry up. How the hell did you let them get away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes cut off the communication directly; she had no desire to chat further with Night Wandering Ghost’s slick talker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand: How could the video of the military technology being ambushed get out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she forgot—how could Bowen prepare for a firefight without knowing the firepower of Adkaduo’s Team?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes was an agent by training—when it came to commanding battles, she definitely had a scholarly approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The kind that had barely used relevant knowledge since leaving the academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, the most pressing issue now was that both Night Wandering Ghost and Adkaduo had to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night Wandering Ghost had gotten hold of the company’s internal control drivers, while Adkaduo had caused huge damage to the company’s image; it was her duty to deal with it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no one at her disposal, she tricked the people from the border checkpoint—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How to trick the colleagues at the border checkpoint?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She confirmed the status of the fugitive and passed it off as official intelligence to the border checkpoint’s commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no evidence—she had to rely on deceit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fake evidence was circulated internally in the company, and the task of capturing the fugitive was assigned to the border checkpoint commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Identifying the target was a merit in itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they could catch the person and confirm that it was the recent Class-A fugitive, even if something was discovered later on, it would not lead to being thrown into the sea... probably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn it... they must be the fugitives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mercedes took a deep drag of her cigarette, then smashed it on the ground—this time, she was going in herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Military Technology Internal Notice]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Class-A Fugitive: Hamburger King Trafficking Big Shots]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Sighting Information: Evil Land]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Current Status: Fleeing to the border, possibly aware of undocumented smuggling channels]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Requesting support.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Military Technology Internal Affairs System Outcome:]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Border armored units join in the manhunt.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quick, quick, quick, equip this batch of goods—two people over here, two people, the new prosthetics and drivers from Military Technology, to install them is to strike it rich!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Night Wandering Ghost camp was mobilized—at a time when the boss was still alive and had not crumbled, their efficiency was quite high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen was holding a Saratoga submachine gun, shouting at the top of his lungs and flailing his arms—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a shorty passed by him, he immediately dragged him back:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, head over to the retrofitting room, get you fitted with something nice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little brother chuckled nervously, about to speak...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen slapped him, still with a smile on his face, making it seem like a kind big brother was earnestly advising a junior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Listen up, Military Technology firmware, once it’s installed, you can use the badass Centaur Mecha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little brother no longer dared to speak, nodding frantically, cowering in Bowen’s arms like a startled little animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s it, off you go—next one, Centaur Mechas worth hundreds of thousands a set, the fully unlocked version from Military Technology, try them all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Bowen grabbed another person, and the three of them went into the prosthetics retrofit room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just the two of you left. Once this ordeal is over, you’ll be the second-in-command. Ever seen a Centaur Mecha?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bowen pointed at the two large crates that had just been unloaded next to him, then pushed the two towards the operating table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In a bit, you’ll be inside that thing, wreaking havoc—this is genuine stuff from Military Technology, pinching people like pinching baby chicks. Alright, let’s start the retrofit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two swallowed hard, their eyes filled half with excitement and half with fear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They half reluctantly lay down on the operating tables, and Bowen gave a secret signal to their prosthetics doctor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The latter injected a large dose of anesthetic into both—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the two unlucky fellows fell into an infantile sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crank the power to the max, use all neural links.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boss, this could be risky...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know, so keep the anesthesia coming. If I wake them up, you wake them up again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, dismantle the cyber receiver—since the cyber lunatics don’t need it, lest it gets hacked by hackers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stuff was indeed badass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t want to become a lunatic, because becoming one meant getting his dick chopped off, and how would he have kids then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, it was better to let his subordinates become the lunatics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this in mind, Bowen called out a few times in the channel and rushed to the basement.\u003C\u002Fp>",1610,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.909Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","ed8fe16685b158d89b2fbdaf6df5c09cd3352b3f233347431b2f13303152544c","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-188","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-186",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]