Chapter 1019: Tokens (600 Supplement)

"Heimansha, stop!"

At the critical moment, Chloe lunged forward, grabbing hold of Heimansha's heavy-barreled firearm, and only just managed to save the other party from the fate of being beaten to death by Aaron.

After some commotion, Heimansha straightened her clothes, came before Aaron, and bowed: "Mr. Aaron, thank you for saving me."

"Hmm, I just did it in passing... and I only saved you this once; you will still have your episodes next time." Aaron sighed and began to pack up the other Ritual materials.

"Schizophrenia..."

Heimansha's eyes lost focus slightly, as if she were about to drift away again, but she was pushed by Chloe and snapped out of her trance: "In any case, Mr. Aaron is my savior... The matter of renting a place is easily settled. I have a storefront that perfectly fits Mr. Aaron's needs. I'll only charge you... 30 days of rent for a month!"

"30 days?"

"Oh oh... jump up!"

Heimansha looked at Aaron, her eyes filled with undisguised curiosity.

The punishment for violators will be terrifying!

Besides Heimansha, there was also Chloe's squad.

The old man was driving a hovercar with a liquor bottle in one hand; clearly, Night City had no laws against drunk driving.

Aaron spoke in a joking tone.

He called out the name of this bar.

He wanted to have deeper contact with these indigenous people and see this world more clearly... not by using rationality and divination to look down on everything from a high position.

Previously, Aaron thought the Mysterious had become non-mainstream, with only failing mysterious sects remaining.

Aaron looked at the rules and felt it wasn't too unreasonable.

"Get lost!"

"Yo yo..."

In the slum area that looked like ruins, one could see "Shamate" youths with afros, studded leather jackets, and smoky makeup everywhere, drinking and carousing around bonfires.

In fact, he didn't even need to use his abilities now; his casual verbal Contracts would automatically be witnessed by the 'Law of Accident'.

Walking into the bar entrance, harsh metal music rushed toward him, almost shattering one's heart.

'The world has become like this; I wonder if my "Invisible Cult" still exists?'

Even the corpses might turn into minced meat, appearing in the feed of some breeding farms...

"All violent delights will have violent ends..."

Heimansha was holding liquor bottles in both hands at this moment, shouting energetically: "Doctor, what are you talking about?"

Aaron didn't know why these Night City residents loved metal prosthetic limbs more than flesh and blood. Seeing those thugs whistling, throwing banknotes, and looking like they wanted to pounce and lick them, he couldn't help but be speechless.

It looked like these few people were quite familiar with each other.

Aaron picked up a banknote: "... Token?"

And then, after deciding to become the Creator, he would decide where to lead this world!

Under the colorful flashing lights, several small stages had hot-bodied women dancing on poles.

Chloe explained to Aaron, incidentally reminding him that he, who had previously paid with the large denomination of 'Day', was a sucker!

"So that's how it is!"

Chloe suggested.

Even though the Mysterious had become non-mainstream in this world, it was still hidden extremely deep and possessed the power to change the world!

Aaron muttered a sentence.

"I know some techniques for treating wounds, and I can also use Rituals to soothe the mind... If I open a clinic, there should be some business."

For example, the old man.

But later, the discoveries of the Gaia Network and the Life Bank made Aaron change his mind.

Heimansha sat on the bar counter with flair, scattering a handful of small change.

Instead, he treated it as an interesting little game. He believed that as time passed, the other party would surely present all their Secrets before him!

'This world... I wonder where the tentacles of the Fate-Masters are...'

The local residents were quite skilled at recycling waste; these corpses would be cleaned up by specialized 'Scavengers', ensuring not a single chip or modified part was missed, and they were fully and effectively utilized.

Jason stepped forward with a smile: "Heimansha, do you have an extra set for me? I can make money by renting it out!"

Aaron picked up a colorful cocktail, looking at the scene of debauchery, his eyes full of calm:

"Alright, things are done, let's go out for a big meal!"

'It's better not to use too much power if I don't have to.'

Or some muddle-headed guys, like walking corpses, completely addicted to the virtual reality of the Gaia Network, where at any moment some unlucky person would have their limbs twitching, foaming at the mouth, suffering from 'Schizophrenia', and then turning into a corpse the next day.

"Hmm, Mr. Aaron is really straightforward!"

It seemed that the Night City residents in the slums were very resistant to their true identities, and many only went by nicknames.

Wilson gave a thumbs up.

Aaron had an intuition that the other party wasn't simple. How could someone who lived to be over forty in Night City, where people were unemployed and died at an average age of thirty-five, be simple?

However, he didn't directly use his divination ability to strip the old man bare.

Hmm, ever since Aaron announced he was going to be a doctor, his codename had been 'Doctor'.

Heimansha laughed and scolded.

"Yeah, I love it here. The girls are the prettiest, the wine is the best... the key is... it's cheap!"

"Hmm... the Life Bank only calculates by the day, which is inconvenient for many transactions, so each city has introduced its own auxiliary currency... Night City's is called 'Time Currency', where one hour or even ten minutes can be traded... After gathering a full day, you can go to an exchange to convert it into Life Bank days!"

One of the tall beauties in black silk stockings lay on the ground, showing off her long... metal legs?

Fine...

"Those Leviathan companies, not one or two of them have clean backgrounds..."

Aaron watched the old man park the car outside a bar and looked at the bar's name.

Rather, it was to walk around and see more from the perspective of a mortal before becoming the Creator.

Aaron spoke the words he had pondered.

"Hunter Bar?!"

Upon receiving the payment notification, Heimansha's eyes lit up slightly: "Rest assured, on Comet Street, who doesn't know that my, Heimansha's, reputation is top-tier... The slums don't recognize that 'Contract' stuff anyway..."

If the old man had taken the money and not driven him at that time, he would inevitably have faced very terrifying consequences, or even death!

Of course, later he only wanted to hire Chloe, but the old man and the others took it upon themselves to agree, which in reality was equivalent to voluntarily joining the 'Law of Accident'.

"Hyena, bring us your best wine!"

"This is?"

"Hmm, this meal is on me... I don't know what Mr. Aaron would like to eat, and also... what kind of business are you planning to do by renting a storefront? Business in these slums is not easy to do..."

It was simply requiring them to fulfill the duties of intermediaries and bodyguards according to standard industry norms, not to leak the employer's private information, and to serve the employer wholeheartedly...

Aaron thought for a moment, felt the price was acceptable, and agreed: "Then... the Contract is established! I will transfer the funds to you right now."

"Of course I am at ease. Because this has been witnessed by Fate!"

The night in the city that never sleeps was filled everywhere with the glow of various neon lights, to the point where street lamps were simply unnecessary.

'After going back, I can give it a try...'

Thinking of Liliyat, Percy, Yefunai, William, Nicholas, and the others, Aaron's expression could not help but dim slightly.

If they hadn't unlocked the Seventh Primordial Substance and become 'Immortals', it would likely be difficult for them to have lived until now...

(End of this chapter)