Chapter 891 - 170: New Look

The Cyberspace of Night City no longer has the Black Wall, at least the Night City government system is not connected to the Black Wall. As for other enterprises, they cannot control them, only focus on promotion.

But Lark knows that Night City is so safe entirely because this place has been occupied by a wandering AI...

In the Cyberspace, there is some indescribable gigantic cyber entity, only a tip of it can be seen, something shapeless, resembling a tentacle.

It’s hard for humans to comprehend the existence of such a gigantic cyber entity. By seeing only a small part of it, the outcome is incomprehension, much like the Black Wall, whose entire appearance cannot be observed by humans, to the extent that before the Black Wall attacks, most people can’t even detect its presence.

Because it is everywhere.

At this moment, this gigantic cyber entity has come alive.

In the deserts of the Evil Land, a cute little octopus suddenly jumps out of a speeding Mackinaw War Car —

[Little Octopus: Mom! Don’t get excited! Europe is out of the question!]

[Little Octopus: If it’s really big brother, he will eventually return!]

[Little Octopus: We have to stay calm!]

The little octopus holds down the excited "mom," and the car jumps as if being held down. If it were any other car swaying at such speed in the Evil Land, it would have fallen apart already.

After a while, the car was still held steady.

The little octopus wipes away nonexistent sweat.

[Little Octopus: Since the message has already come through, we should still keep an eye on New America. EBM has demonstrated the feasibility of deep space wide-area EMP technology, and maybe there’s military technology too.]

[Little Octopus: Since this technology has become a reality, to achieve long-distance data crossover, "cyber air supremacy" must be secured, and New America may soon begin to act...]

The person inside the car nodded, silently tightening their fist.

She didn’t understand what technology and so on, but in general, what they can do now is to continue fighting New America with all their might.

That, she understood.

...

Bremen.

After a big battle, the residents have not yet recovered from the chaotic fight, and those in the government building who have never seen real violence are starting to look for psychologists for psychological counseling.

Those who cannot afford psychologists squat at home, those who can’t afford psychologists but have coworkers go to the streets to work —

Never before have they looked so energetic while working, it’s like not working at all, but proclaiming victory!

People passing by no longer ignore them, nor do they look at them with disdain. They avoid them, but not out of contempt, but out of fear and terror.

Although they don’t understand what the wandering AI stuff is, it was them who equipped that long-necked giraffe with gear!

"Ha!"

A worker scares passing bystanders like a hooligan, causing the latter to hurry away with their child in tow.

After scaring a person away, he turns and sees a woman holding her child. The child is reluctant to leave, gazing at the worker’s prosthetic and exoskeleton with shining eyes.

The child’s naïve voice chimed in, "Mom, that thing is so cool, why can’t we use it?"

"What use would it be to you, if you don’t study well you end up using prosthetics, you have to study hard..."

The worker proudly raises his left hand, which he’s been using for years, "Jilafa Industrial Welding Assistant, fuel goes here, and welding rods here, then..."

Crackle!

A mischievous smiley face was welded onto the iron plate, with two horns on its head —

Although it looks mischievous, due to its simple expression it does not make people uncomfortable, rather, it is quite effective in amusing children.

"Wow..."

While the child was in a daze, the mother quickly picked up the child and left in strides.

Though being avoided, the feeling is not quite the same as before.

"Maybe I should just be a bad guy!" Worker A says to Worker B passing by, "It feels great that they fear me!"

Worker B shook his head, saying with feigned profundity, "You’re not a bad guy, my brother, it’s just that nobody cared about us before.

Being regarded feels better than being disregarded, even if it’s loathing—of course, you still need to have some public spirit, work well, don’t slack to amuse kids."

"Haha!"

The two laughed heartily, carrying their tools onto a pickup truck, ready to go to the next site for repair work.

What they didn’t see was a tall figure standing by the roadside, wearing sunglasses, with pure golden yellow hair—

Looking like gilded hair.

Gilded hair, skin whiter than snow, and faint blue veins visible...

The man frowned: "Why so rogue? I should bring up the issue of improving the quality of workers and demonstrations to the committee."

...

Elliot used to be fat—

Used to be, because he is not now.

Body sculpting services generally refer to medical and sanitation services directly customizing appearance, including but not limited to the adjustment of facial bones per needs, weight, prosthetic eye color, eye socket shape and size, eyebrows, tattoos...

Even weight.

Liposuction is the simplest method, a more advanced way is injecting slimming needles developed by biotechnology companies into the body.

This injection has been around for some years, originally based on a virus that would consume additional human energy, allowing people to constantly eat and enjoy food without getting fat.

But this virus later leaked due to some issues, spread to civilian areas, and paired with a food crisis in Europe at the time, it evolved into a famine plague.

"...But now, this technology is very mature. You only need two injections a year to enjoy a lifetime of worry-free feasting without getting fat, maintaining a good body shape.

Each injection costs only 5000 Euros, and if you have European Union medical insurance, a two-shot package only costs 8700 Euros."

Elliot stands looking at his new self in the mirror—

He is not fat now, indeed not just not fat, his hair has become much shinier, his skin has improved, the whole person looks more spirited.

The prosthetic doctor and Interpol at the door nodded slightly: "Thank you for your contribution to the European Union, we hope your work goes well, and hope you get what you want."

"Woah... Is this the perks of being in power..."

Elliot keeps pinching his own skin in front of the mirror.

"Sigh..."

Sevens gave a helpless look at his friend’s appearance and sighed deeply—

Clearly, for him, Interpol chose to communicate in a kind of interrogation setting.

As for Elliot, they had the conversation right there on the operating table.

Sometimes his friend’s ideas, drive, and actions are so unexpected that they surprise and astound him, but at times like this, Elliot acts like a bumpkin who’s never seen the world.

"A bit of superficial stuff and you’re bought?"

"It’s not superficial... This set’s worth thousands of Euros, having a position is just different."

"This is not a good thing." Sevens shook his head, "Don’t forget that the first-generation product caused the plague."

"But technology is progressing, isn’t it?"

"What did the Interpol say? What you want?"

Elliot pauses in front of the mirror, hesitantly replying: "Uh... some family matters, what about you, what did they ask you?"

Sevens raised an eyebrow: "Me? Simple, they asked why I do this, I told them, because my family suffered due to a factory accident, that’s why I do this.

If you hide this from me given our relationship, that’s a bit unkind, wouldn’t you say?"

"Alright... They were talking about my mom and dad, they found my mom, but I don’t care."