[{"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-735":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},1152546,1495,"Chapter 729 - 9: Signing for Delivery","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-735",735,"\u003Cp>[Johnny: These babes are fucking hot...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone moved through the crowd, mostly hitching rides along the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille’s body was quite small, much smaller than the same-level Decepticons, slipping through the throng unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille had a rubber suction cup on his arm, allowing him to stick to a car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive plume of black smoke billowed into the air as the car started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good thing Transformers don’t get respiratory diseases from exhaust, or Lille would end up in the hospital with just one breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black smoke obscured him, making him look like a sticker on the trunk once the car was on the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Johnny used Lille’s sensors to admire the beauties at the university—their spark radiation and Lille’s observation module could even intelligently strip off their clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing was originally for scanning internal structures to better analyse this world’s electronics and machinery. Who knew this guy would benefit?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all Johnny could do was share a bit of Lille’s database; if he went too far, Lille could pin him down with appropriate technology...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: Whoa, what the hell are you doing!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Cyberspace, Johnny suddenly felt like someone had hammered his skull, hurting like hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille savored this feeling of hammering Johnny...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attacking a consciousness is somewhat like attacking an AI. The fundamental idea is disrupting the correlation of information, turning meaningful info into meaningless stuff. If you could simply blow up the device, even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But making something without nerves feel \"pain,\" that’s quite miraculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Johnny clutched his head, looking at Lille, but saw the latter in Cyberspace, eyeing him like an intriguing toy...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like when someone feels uncomfortable from suggestive gazes, Lille’s look was equally terrifying:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Treating Johnny Silverhand like a lab rat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: I just discovered, despite your chatter, you’re quite humanoid; I never realized you had such high research value...]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pain is basically just feedback of damage from an organism, a high-speed brain flagging you’re having issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But besides physical pain, the brain secretes various biochemicals that make humans feel emotions like fear, anger, etc.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Generally speaking, there are two views on these emotions: one believes they’re merely products under biochemical manipulation, our actions and thoughts unable to break free, just controlled shells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other thinks there’s something more beneath these physiological shows...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human emotions, consciousness, thinking, even the soul, are truly human possessions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul imprint is a digital engraving of human consciousness, yet whether the \"soul\" exists remains a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe hacker Otto created this to figure it out, or it was this whimsical, capricious idiot trying to make the original Soul Killer version—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Otto and Silverhand were indeed a couple, though the latter often wanted whomever regardless; even after breaking up, they’d often entangle again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silverhand could even mess with Otto during breaks before concerts, if she were there...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Utter chaos in their relationship, akin to Silverhand’s chaotic idiot brain, not even knowing his own desires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille could almost feel all kinds of intense emotions from Johnny’s soul imprint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: Research value? You say you’re not an AI?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: There are many forms of life existence. I don’t expect your idiot brain to understand; just know I’ll hit you now and then.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: Fuck off.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chug——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taxi stopped at the edge of the logistics warehouse district near the port. Across the street was the logistics area, while this side had office buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But instead of towering modern CBD-style buildings, most were low-rise apartments from last century.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to modern skyscrapers, these office buildings stood with antiquated brick walls, not too tall, streets crowded, cars and trucks jammed, horns beeping, parking tough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cab stopped in the middle of the road, the young man hurriedly got out and slammed the door, causing the car behind to curse through the window:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You little shit, can you drive?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’re here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo, with his cohorts, ignored the cursing driver, quickly crossing the street—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike those working hard to support their families, he arrived full of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The choking exhaust smelled invigorating, like strong American coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, find the Truth-Seeking website’s new server, and our alien expert Doctor Doom, unearthing government-buried truth...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then make a fortune, become Fox Magazine’s influential man, even without finishing college.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I get a nickname to match my predecessors?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: Youth has vigor, dreaming in broad daylight.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: No truths are beautiful; the beautiful are false. What’s your plan, my friend, you strange intelligent AI, to shatter his dream?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Johnny: Why are we here?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Lille: Every intellectual needs a lab to test their ideas.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lille jumped off the car, light body gripping Leo’s backpack, slipping inside silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to online shopping and modern logistics, what he amassed online was enough to buy his equipment...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This body is too small, spark energy poorly supports a bigger one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the tech he’s mastered so far could support a larger body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even... many bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo led his crew toward the warehouse, several trucks parked by the entrance, a suited man standing, seemingly in charge of signing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shouldn’t couriers do the signing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo approached with this doubt, repeatedly confirming the place Doctor Doom told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suited man noticed Leo’s sneaky look, approached proactively: \"Hello, are you Leo?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo pointed at himself: \"Uh... I suppose I am. What’s your deal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good, I’m the transport materials coordinator. This batch you purchased isn’t cheap, very sensitive. I must check with you personally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here’s the item list. Confirm if there’s any issue.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo took the delivery note, eyes widening at the items listed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"GCS-601 ’Sentinel’...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suited man motioned for quietness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leo felt something amiss, stepped back, whispered to his technical support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this thing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His techies’ faces turned purple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t know its specific model, but didn’t they recognize the manufacturer?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schleski shook Leo’s fingers off, revealing the company’s name...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder God Company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Mei Country’s famed defense contractors...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this... military-grade equipment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the suited man rubbing his hands, Leo’s face also turned purple.\u003C\u002Fp>",998,"2026-06-03T12:33:34.348Z","2026-06-03T12:33:41.179Z",1,"novelbin.me","a5d8f83e434ad396e38ace5748b38120c307343d9b2a44c9d8dd3331b3cc0900","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-736","cyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-chapter-570",1068,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcyberpunk-cross-dimensional-science-and-engineer-cover.jpg"]