[{"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-621":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},1152462,1495,"Chapter 615 - 586: Robbery","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-621",621,"\u003Cp>\"Joanne Koch knew, right? She didn’t cooperate, so she died, killed by us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as V spoke, it was quite direct, causing Fiona to break into a sweat immediately as she forced a smile and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh...we’re all civil people here, there’s no need...for violence...right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Depends on your performance. Let’s start with introducing this place,\" V said, sitting on the sofa and crossing her legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the Wild Man King was with Matt; Jack stood behind her, and Lille, who seemed like a genuine hacker, sat quietly in a wheelchair by her side. This suddenly made her look more convincing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a split second, Fiona had weighed her options several times: between keeping some secrets and disclosing everything, she chose the latter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It couldn’t be helped; although V’s words were quite direct, even blunt, they were indeed useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joanne Koch wasn’t a minor figure; she didn’t die in some roadside motel, but in her own office in the Biotechnology Building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The past experiences of these three also made it clear they weren’t ordinary individuals; it was better to be honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiona earnestly began, \"As you’ve seen, we’re operating the best Sports Academy in Dog Town, which is also the best place for these kids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’re all civil people, there’s nothing we can’t discuss. I see you’ve brought a child who seems quite sturdy, maybe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough, cough.\" V interrupted Fiona, waving her hand, \"I asked you to introduce, not speculate.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This place... it’s just a sports academy...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiona didn’t know what else to introduce; honestly, she felt she had been transparent enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a moment ago, she had guided them through the backstage of the Sports Academy, which is the office area—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The security personnel had already left and there was a severe shortage of salespersons and wait staff, so it was just her leading the people around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also some core areas, glimpsed only briefly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the core areas, there were advanced biomedical devices, a complete set of research computers and synthesizers for drugs, and more...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about this, Fiona realized she had been too nervous before, only trying to placate these three King Yans but not explaining everything she had shown them on the tour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this lady was hinting at her to explain those things?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiona’s internal struggle intensified, but she quickly made sense of her situation. She began operating the computer, organizing her language, looking every bit like a wage worker making a PowerPoint presentation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just give me a moment... a brief moment will do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V hadn’t actually thought that much; she was just doing what Lille had told her: walk in, find a place to sit arrogantly, and then keep making her talk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing Fiona appearing so anxious as if she had ten thousand things to say but not knowing where to begin, she started to understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, V suddenly sat upright, causing Fiona to tremble, and V simply picked up a nail file—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began filing her nails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille glanced at her without changing his expression:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: You’re really good at pretending, even doing your nails.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[V: Isn’t it what you said about being arrogant? I’ve seen it done like this in Super Dream movies.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking for a moment, Lille picked up a spare tin bar used for soldering from his wheelchair and carefully pulled out a small strand of copper wire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His prosthetic arm plugged into the left side of the wheelchair, and when it lifted again, it had transformed into a high-temperature welding head, his other hand holding a small crucible specially for holding molten metal, colorful and vibrant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, precisely because of its vibrant colors, it demanded more consideration for aesthetics, but Lille didn’t do manicures, so how would he know what looked good?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what’s both good-looking, high-end, and has cultural depth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, back in Marvel World, Lille received a message from his mother—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Maya: Lille, how does this look? Your mom’s craftsmanship isn’t bad, right?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Image]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mother was packing her bags to leave New York for Latovia and had found many Latovian folk crafts in her luggage, likely handmade goods she sold at street stalls before she had a proper job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The craftsmanship is quite impressive, the items in the picture include many exaggeratedly large earrings, and because the metallic earrings have a rather monochromatic sheen, they are painted with colors meticulously designed by Maya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The colors in the tapestries and fabric designs are equally rich...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There are even wooden products with reliefs, and I must say, mom’s handiwork is indeed exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: They look great, show more.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Picture][Picture][Picture]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, V and Jack’s attention was somewhat diverted from Fiona, constantly sneaking glances at the maneuvers Lille was performing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The molten metal under Lille’s control gradually divided into two parts, one of which was scrap—multicolored but not aesthetically pleasing—and the other part clearly involved aesthetic intervention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mold was inserted, and the nails were shaped instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The appearance featured a metallic sheen that fit perfectly with current aesthetic standards, displaying a layered gradient of red, blue, green, and gold, which looked magical under different lighting and viewing angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille shook his mechanical hand, and a spray glue head popped out while his other hand changed to a laser head for detailed engraving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V secretly rejoiced, the corners of his mouth curling up as he rested his hands on the wheelchair armrests as if he was having his nails done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Fiona finished with the documents, she turned around and just caught sight of Lille engraving on the surface—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The style of those floral designs closely resembled that of some extinct European minority groups, unrecognizable to the uneducated, but favored as a niche art style by a minority of the upper class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This immediately reminded Fiona: In Europe, some investors enjoy dabbling in such things during business meetings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fugitive... really knows how to pose, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what she thought, but instinctively, her days being dominated by investors came to mind, and she swallowed her saliva and activated the central display in the office—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here... there’s another name: Biotechnology Company Neuro-Motion Institute 341, a forefront nerve motion medical research institute.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The display showed the entire office building’s layout: four floors each with different R&D purposes, along with various high-end facilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four floors might sound few, but Luxor Manor’s site is not small, and the high-end equipment used here consumed a significant amount of money alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This answer was somewhat unexpected, yet somewhat expected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Hansen ostensibly dealt with grassroots companies and NCPD, he harbored deep-seated hatred for the corporation, but in reality, he still needed to make money from these elites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V raised his eyebrows, \"So you’re using the name of Sports Academy, claiming this is the only escape for the Dog Town kids, bringing in loads of kids, but you’re actually doing your cutting-edge scientific research?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiona instinctively raised both hands and said nervously, \"Don’t be so extreme, sports really are the only way out for the Dog Town kids, I’m not lying about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We all know, making your mark comes at a cost, and for them, the cost is always much heavier than it is in the outside world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You know, I know, either you make history, or you go home to farm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V glanced subtly at Lille—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[V: Why does that kind of talk always sound so convincing?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Because it’s the truth, let’s get to the point.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>V smiled, \"Someone’s been evading taxes, the client wants all the transaction information in your database.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This will ruin...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s the client’s request, I haven’t gotten to my demands yet: I want all your research data and resources, and I need to place a relative of mine in here, and also to pitch you a prosthetic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiona froze, her mind not quite catching up: the first request would ruin this place, the other request...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why... why don’t you just ask me to give you this place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly, that’s what I mean.\" V looked at his freshly done nails, pleased, \"This place might indeed have some merit, but the headmaster can be you or someone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did you just say? Either make history, or... you don’t need to farm anymore, why not pick a day to crash it, and I’ll find some land to use you as fertilizer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve seen robberies, but never seen one where they take the land too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fiona knew, she had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>",1408,"2026-06-03T12:33:33.139Z","2026-06-03T12:33:39.373Z",1,"novelbin.me","d7de8df593cd5b193afd5a03a182ee13410dda5356c4178e64c4fdeb71957c7b","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-622","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-620",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]