[{"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-508":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},1152349,1495,"Chapter 508 - 479 Midnight Death","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-508",508,"\u003Cp>[Electromagnetic Locking System Damaged: 9.61%]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Minor Electromagnetic Suspension Fault: Front Suspension Electromagnetic Coil Fluctuations Are Significant, Resistance Increased, Coil Melting Possible]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Main Motor Temperature Elevated, Current Temperature: 144°C]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Assembly Electric Control Platform Block C-06-2 Slow Response, Increased CAN Bus Error Rate]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning Code: ECS-003, Electromagnetic Suspension Adjustment Precision Decreased]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning Code: ECS-004, Suspension Abnormal Vibration, Possible Mechanical Damage or Sensor Error]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Warning Code...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hundred kilometers of Evil Land and Santo Domingo didn’t cause as much damage as that hit from the overpass just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three Octopus Arms immediately installed the special soft flaw detectors and repair arms, inserting them into the prepared \"repair channels,\" which were only finger-width and covered the entire electric control platform.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But frankly speaking, for such a big vehicle, even if it was designed for performance and interference resistance, there were still many areas where repairs couldn’t be conducted while driving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That hammer is so powerful?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Incredibly powerful.\" Lille sincerely praised, \"Anyone hit by it is going down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using such a super close-quarters combat weapon with prosthetics has a significant limitation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your bones are mechanical, muscles are synthetic, nerves are electrified, skin is bulletproof, but your brain must basically remain original.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft brain tissue has little resistance to powerful shockwaves and the intense acceleration from high-speed movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Polyurethane foam, non-Newtonian fluid, nano-material energy-absorbing devices... all these efforts are just trying their best, brain damage in high-intensity combat is almost inevitable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for things like \"hi-hammer,\" due to its strong hardness, often what gets hit serves as an energy-absorbing buffer, so the recoil isn’t too strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a head-on collision for the user is akin to a suicidal attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this aspect, Lizard Fury Components, although not as fast as Si Anweisitan, could directly enhance brain cell strength—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jack changed his body posture to the extreme, as it was an unplanned move, in a certain sense even more dangerous than the hammer guy’s action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now he just patted his head: he surely had a mild brain hemorrhage, but such damage would regenerate under the subtle influence of the Lizard Serum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He was a tough guy,\" Jack said, still pondering, \"if he had been more awake, the outcome might be different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The outcome is our gear is better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have a question.\" V raised her hand, revealing the Mantis Blade in her forearm, \"What if...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The pure tungsten hammer is stronger in overall data, and most importantly, don’t use a blade against a hammer,\" Lille looked up while repairing the car, saying oddly, \"Do you even need to ask?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V knew this, of course, so she rolled her eyes: \"You... hmm? What’s that in the sky...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Da Mai’s frenzied voice rang out: \"Bombing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haywood, a chaotic mix of clouds and dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The northern part was filled with towering buildings and parks, the west with bustling commercial streets and logistics channels, but the south was a vicious slum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To many Night City office workers, there were no \"pitiful,\" \"poor\" people in the slum, only \"vicious,\" \"violent\" ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was only referring to the Valentino Gang, a bunch of huddled-together Mexicans; some pitiable poor people weren’t Mexican—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To survive, they would also undergo baptism, believe in the Father, and hope to find someone to huddle with, but reality was harsh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Valentino Gang was a gang with a heavy ethnic mindset, and outsiders found it hard to get in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is fucking awesome!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a cramped rental apartment, the room reeked of alcohol; a man on the sofa loudly exclaimed, raising a mug of cloudy beer, while a woman slept soundly on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This apartment only had one room, with two beds embedded in the wall, like cabins in a spaceship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious this was a family; a young man stood by the window, looking as if he was excitedly waiting for his idol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if you looked closely, his expression was completely blank, repeatedly wandering between the prosperous world and the dark, filthy streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His old father chugged his beer, seeing his son standing by the window, and had a vision: once upon a time, he too had stood by the window, back when he watched a Martial Arts Band.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he hallucinated that the gigantic Mackinaw truck was the vehicle used by the Martial Arts Band during their tour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a surge of emotion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years gone by, the car his hero used drove down the street, 41-year-old him watching his 16-year-old son stand there, seeing the shadow of his dead 50-year-old father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were witnesses, creators, and struggling survivors in Night City, their dreams now so blurred they were almost unrecognizable, until a new wave of Night City legends rolled over and helped clear the dust off their dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the old father burst into tears. He came to his son’s side, remembering the events that once happened in Night City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father had gone to the last concert of the Martial Arts Band, held in front of Arasaka Tower, and then Arasaka Tower was nuked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He once felt lucky that his father had stopped him from going, so he wasn’t blown to pieces, but now he suddenly wished he had gone too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held his son: \"...I wish I had gone too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son turned his head, his calm expression startling him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son’s entire face was constructed from cybernetic parts, one hand, and one leg were prosthetics, not for work, but because he was born deformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his son said something that made his mind go blank: \"Why did you bring me into this world? To see all this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son pointed at the two starkly different worlds; the roaring engine of Mackinaw couldn’t possibly clear up this man’s thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did that mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son’s prosthetic suddenly pressed against the glass, and he realized his son had a device on his hand he had never seen before!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tempered glass shattered instantly; the father jumped back a step in fright, but his son took a step forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terror, he reached out to grab his son, but couldn’t hold onto this child who was bent on jumping—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he seemed to see his son smiling at him, his mouth silently opening and closing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes scanned his son from head to toe, this suddenly unfamiliar child, and he suddenly realized his son spent more time at school than at home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw a strange device on the child’s chest, marked with a scrawled word:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Midnight Death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, someone jumped out of the buildings on either side of the street, some just jumping out, others naked, holding a screaming person, and some even rolling down in wheelchairs...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each had ultra-high energy reactions captured by scanners, but this sudden and bizarre explosion meant no time to prepare—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fireball exploded on top of Mackinaw, sending massive shockwaves through the street—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unavoidable super bombing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Human bombs!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bombing cast shadows across the complex buildings, and more people joined the fight!\u003C\u002Fp>",1165,"2026-06-03T12:33:29.771Z","2026-06-03T12:33:38.261Z",1,"novelbin.me","d058efb5971307307dd86d5917f358f328546cd4a9bcd75ebec6e7286e58e751","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-509","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-507",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]