[{"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-467":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},1151608,1495,"Chapter 467 - 438 Am I Outsourced Now?","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-467",467,"\u003Cp>Accessing the vast database of the Brain Demon Gang, Lille realized how troublesome it was—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the Cyberpunk World, neural issues remained some of the most cutting-edge and complicated medical problems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the wealthy, it was less of an issue, as their nerves had been under comprehensive monitoring since birth. They used top-of-the-line prosthetics and software, and typically maintained a calm demeanor, unlike street kids who often burst blood vessels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once nerves were damaged, the cost of treatment skyrocketed exponentially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jostar’s mother’s issue was even more severe: her brain’s white matter had significantly degenerated and proliferated due to some medications, requiring the Brain Demon Gang to perform brain surgery on her to ensure that intracranial pressure didn’t turn her brain to mush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, directly connecting to her brain were no less than 160 operational units, and the external skill chips she collected encompassed all categories including skill manipulation, knowledge enhancement, battle skills, basic medical care, art, communication, and social interaction, amassing over ten thousand distinct chips in just a few months.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These chips, now unreadable due to electromagnetic pulses and malfunctions, could still be roughly estimated by Little Octopus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on Little Octopus’s data processing capabilities, shared memories between Jostar and his mother would experience anomalies due to emotional fluctuations, which would then be completely stripped away and re-stored in the corresponding sectors of the brain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In summary, Jostar was responsible for experiencing the hallucinations, while the emotions they generated were identified by Lille and Dum Dum—these two humans—finally being processed by Little Octopus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the speed at which Jostar’s mother’s brain processed information was extremely fast—only Lille could keep up with such rapid and chaotic data streams, and even had to slightly outpace them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, their primary mission was to disconnect the people from the machinery first, but as the operation accelerated, the rescue team faced a new problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Little Octopus: Big Bro, there’s a bit of trouble. We can’t shut down the mainframe.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Octopus pulled up a long list of data for Lille, which summarized that Jostar’s mother had initiated a specific procedure during the surgery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This procedure was not found in the database and was a surgical plan mixed up in a state of cybernetic madness, utilizing the best hardware, the most skill chips, and the most chaotic systems.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Jostar’s original body had been completely dismantled, and now over 90% of the parts he was using were of a classified material and components that Lille had never seen before...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was data available for Lille to study, coupled with his team in another world, they could probably develop a plan in less than a week to continue the prosthetics surgery, but the problem was that this surgery could not be delayed that long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only option was to let the surgery be completed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Cyberspace, the operation seemed to last a long time, but in the outside world, it was less than an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille exited Cyberspace, steaming vents hissing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the floor lay two sets of cooling fins that had been replaced, both glowing red-hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille opened his eyes and saw V staring at him with wide eyes...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There’s a nasty smell of something burning...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Normal,\" Lille shook his head, \"no hacker doesn’t burn out their brain once in a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, Lille wasn’t just any hacker. He was controlling the Octopus Arm and his hands to simultaneously deal with the prosthetics and links on Jostar’s mother’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lady was now mostly disconnected from the cables attached to the storage servers, which meant...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could leave this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jostar’s wide eyes stared at the ceiling, it was clear his new Prosthetic Eyes seemed to have complex functions, revealing unusual layers in the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V looked at the boy, \"His eyes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"High tech... but complicated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tough guy,\" Jostar lay in bed, his world dark, his vision an amalgamation of countless misaligned images.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This anomaly made him think of the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bit of trouble... your mom planned to install the top-of-the-line for you, if we pull her out now, you might die.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille quickly interrupted Jostar who was about to speak, \"Even if she’s pulled out now, you’d turn into a cybernetic madman. If your mom only has you, you need to stay lucid, or she’s beyond help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The best course of action now is to let her continue the surgery while I keep extracting the data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But we definitely can’t continue here...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille scanned the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was the ’Eclipse’ full body prosthetics transformation or Jostar’s mother’s ’mainframe’, both represented advanced technology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Eclipse model was particularly special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the contractors, NetWatch, had given Lille a lot of information on full-body cyborgs to handle their appearance in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he had suspected: this model even surpassed the normal level of military prosthetics by half a grade!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was military technology secretly developed in the early 21st century, designed specifically to counter and overpower Arasaka’s dominance in secret operations with their cybernetic ninjas!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the standard Eclipse models should have died in development with the Internet Collapse before they could be mass-produced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All this information likely came from exclusive NetWatch reports, perhaps even dug out from the old net.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, in terms of level, the legacy of the Brain Demon Gang was definitely worth the company’s investment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NCPD couldn’t be allowed to report this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, everyone here would have to undergo inspection by the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Contact: Reaver]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: How are you planning to handle the scene?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: Thank God, you finally replied. The earthquake had me thinking you guys set off bombs inside, nearly had my team break in.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: As usual, the victims with insurance are sent to the hospital, those without get humanitarian aid. The Brain Demon Gang... how many of them are there?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: All dead, but the situation is a bit special...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: Just spit it out. With our relationship, you still don’t trust me?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: I want to take everything here, take it all away.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other end of the phone fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does that mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, NCPD made a big show of catching the suspects, only for the suspects to be taken away by outsourced personnel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who exactly are the outsourced personnel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Has NCPD become contract workers for Burger King?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille also knew this was not an easy matter to negotiate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Reaver, let’s not beat around the bush. Both of us know NCPD and Night City’s administration don’t care about the life or death of these victims.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Many of the victims here are already one foot into cyberpsychosis, and Night City will just send them to \"cooperating hospitals\" to fend for themselves; in a few weeks, you might see their organs on the black market.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: Are you talking about the victims?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: I’m talking about everything, the masterminds, the victims, the equipment... everything.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Many here have become test subjects for the Brain Demon Gang, willingly or by force, and the Brain Demon Gang might possess technology of interest to corporations.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: I want to know if the corporations are interested in these technologies, can they just buy the \"evidence\" directly from NCPD?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: But you said they are people...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: But they are also part of the technology. Scavengers can trade human bodies, then corporations can trade test subjects.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other end, Reaver sat down hard on the hood of the car, looking toward an excited Old Han in the passenger seat—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This job’s probably going to bring a nice pay raise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaver gazed up at the sky, feeling rather helpless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just from this pause, Lille sensed a subtle shift in Reaver’s attitude and continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: When you arrived, you told me, ’Knock one down, and another pops up.’]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Yesterday, it was Jotaro’s nightclub. Today is the Brain Demon Gang, who knows who it’ll be tomorrow?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Many people here just want to find a job, but they have no choice.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: As long as nobody cares for them, and Night City continues to encourage \"freelancing\"... there will always be the next gang or something else to throw them into the \"Alchemy Furnace.\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Rather than hoping the next one is a good guy, now I can offer them a way out; I just need your cooperation.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaver muttered to himself, covering his eyes: \"Easier said than done, this could have me risking my job...\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: If you become unemployed, I’ll offer you a job.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: No thanks, I’m good.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But isn’t this exactly why he did this kind of work?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone thinks their own issues are more important than others, but Reaver was a little different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaver reconnected to the channel:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: Prepare to pull out, we’ll dispatch professionals to deal with the rest.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the police still scanning the area were stunned, all looking toward Reaver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Reaver turned his back, Old Han’s scream came from behind: \"What the hell are you doing now!\"]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car door closed, and Reaver was yanked back by Old Han grabbing his shoulder, forced to face his angry expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But turning his head, Reaver’s attention was no longer on Old Han.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luxury floating cars were approaching in the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Reaver: I take back what I just said.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might truly need to consider changing jobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaver fastened his hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrival was none other than Jefferson Perares.\u003C\u002Fp>",1568,"2026-06-03T12:33:12.910Z","2026-06-03T12:33:19.802Z",1,"novelbin.me","6d983b1e33d57e95e6ff31e48e9c435b4c11fd4f5b6ad30857730b6c2c080fa3","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-468","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-466",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]