The noisy street, Lille took out the newly opened immunosuppressant drug and popped one, along with a supplement to protect his internal organs.
Old Wei had already told him about the situation of this Si Anweisitan, so he roughly understood the situation.
No wonder the system identified this Si Anweisitan as a component of "Military Technology Chapter 6".
This Si Anweisitan was likely a tool for transferring AI to the human body, using the human nervous system as a carrier to keep the AI in the body, isolating it from the network, and aiding in network jack-ins.
If thatâs the case, Arasaka didnât target the wrong person in their attack on me.
Kantao was also just unlucky, originally wanting to find an advanced Si Anweisitan for a "technological breakthrough", but ended up stealing an unfinished gray invention from the military.
Zhu Shen was just another unlucky idiot; playing with women got him into trouble, so he deserved to die.
Finally, I intercepted the whole thing...
But did Kantao really steal it by mistake?
Pushing the doubts aside, Lille activated his prosthetic eye to scan the street cameras, a quick hack protocol appeared in viewâ
He got a Military Technology Type-4 "Parallel Line" network jack-in pod from Old Wei, which gave him many more ways to breach networks.
A hacker canât think of an invasion method every time on the fly, he pre-configures the necessary tools.
By encoding the hack logic into executable software, then packaging and storing it in the network jack-in pod, it becomes a Magic Doll.
"Finally, I donât have to fry my brain to hack. Too bad the Black Wall jamming weapon canât be used often, or the netwatch will find out and itâll be trouble.
I really should sign up for more courses at Arasaka Academy, otherwise, learning in the streets has too many detours..."
Lille paced back and forth in the empty lot in front of the clinic, getting accustomed to his new lungs.
He didnât notice a dark-skinned, curly-haired guy had already set his sights on him.
"Wow, look at that, Jimmy, a corporate dog!"
Lille felt someone grab his shoulder and turn him around forcefullyâ
Next to him was a yellow-haired kid with a bandana, looking a bit nervous: "Calm down, Terry..."
Unfortunately, the dark-skinned guy didnât listen to his friend.
Lille was stunnedâreally?
Why does this feel familiar?
"Hand over anything valuable!"
Lille rolled his eyes helplesslyâV was still in the clinic getting combat prosthetics done, and Jack was still chatting up a girl in the neighboring fortune-teller shop.
Did this have to happen to him?
"Wait a minute, man, Iâm not a corporate dog..."
"Not? I saw a Moore Technology floating car deliver something to you! Do you think Iâm stupid?
Hand! Over! The money!"
Lille sighed, stepped back two steps, but behind him was the stairway to the underground passage.
He had to stand straight and said, "Listen, kid, Iâm not calling you stupid, but if you keep this up, Iâll start to doubt your mental state."
"Hey, you BYD, tough-talking, huhâ"
Lille secretly thought, crap, this kid has a problem, and a bad temper too!
This dark-skinned guy raised his fist!
Bang!
"Hey, this is my buddy, what the f*ck are you two doing?"
The dark-skinned guyâs hand stopped inches away from Lilleâs face; it was V, who just finished her surgery and came out.
She saw someone robbing her good buddy the moment she stepped out, and she had no place to vent her post-surgery strength.
Vâs hand wasnât thick, but it gripped the guyâs hand like an iron clamp, twisting his face in pain.
V spoke viciously: "Giving you face? Where did a little shit like you come from, with such little strength, canât even suck your momâs tits properly, and you try to rob people?"
The dark-skinned guyâs hand was being forced back, pain intensifying on his face...
"Shit!" He swung his fist wildly, V didnât hold onto him, letting him stumble back a few steps.
"I told you..." The yellow-haired kid panicked.
But before he could speak, both of them frozeâthey felt something hard poking their backs.
It was Jack standing behind them, smiling widely.
He held two large-caliber pistols, just a light press of the trigger could blow big holes through these two idiots.
"We...weâre sorry..." The dark-skinned guy and the yellow-haired kidâs legs trembled, not daring to move an inch.
V put her hand on Lilleâs shoulder and pointed at those two weaklings: "See, you need to work out, just two little punks are giving you trouble."
Lille pointed at his head: "Did you forget this?"
"Alright, alright, the Father is waiting, letâs not waste time."
V waved her hand and pointed to the other side of the clinic where a stretched car was parked.
Hearing "Father", the two punks shivered even moreâthe most powerful middleman in Haywood!
When V and Lille left, Jack raised the gun to the back of their heads and gave a hard shove:
"Bang!"
This completely scared them to the point of peeing themselves, their legs giving out, and they tumbled down the stairs.
"Cowards, get lost! Donât let me see you in Haywood again!"
Bang bang bang!
Jack fired a few random shots, bullets hitting the ground, and the two ran as if their lives depended on it.
To Jack, it looked like they were just constantly tripping, struggling to get up, then falling againâseemed like they even peed, leaving a liquid trail.
"Disgusting."
.....
"V, long time no see, seems like youâve made a name for yourself in Atlanta, howâs it over there?"
Father was an elderly man with a kind face, but always expressionless. Combined with the tattoos on his arms and the Valentino gang members standing beside him, he exuded authority without anger.
Hearing the Fatherâs recognition, V felt incredibly pleased.
She looked at Lille with even more favor now.
If she hadnât run into Lille, she might have ended up rotting in an Atlanta jail for a year or two because of Cai Pin, then come back in shame...
Now, she had combat prosthetics all over, top-tier gear, nine valuable Kantao prototype weapons in the car, a banned raccoon dog tech sniper rifle...
Oh, and a very valuable lizard tooâbut thatâs not the most important thing.
The most important thing was the tens of thousands of euros in the account!
Though V tried to act humble, she couldnât hide her pride in her tone:
"You know, Father, a Haywood kid can make a name anywhereâthatâs Lille, he has something to discuss with you.
I wonât interfere, gotta hit Bar Wildwolf for a few drinks to quench my thirst."
"Alright, kid, enjoy the hometown vibe." After saying goodbye to V, Father turned to Lille, "Well then, have a seat, kid."
The conversation had to happen in the car, Father was a man of procedure.
Lille was polite: "Thank youâFather, Iâve heard a lot about you, finally meeting you today."
"No need for flattery, I guess V made a name over there partly because of you too? Sheâs a good girl, and very skilled with her tools.
But she likes to work alone, itâs cost her quite a bit."
"Just lucky." Lille was more sincere saying that, "Father, Iâll get straight to the point, I want to study. I need an identity to get into Arasaka Academy."
Dealing with Father for the first time, no need to reveal too much.
He did need to get into Arasaka Academy to solidify his knowledge and see if he could find anything useful.
Father was quite surprised.
It seemed his feeling was right; Lille was not your typical street kid like V.
"Hmm...to be honest, this is a job for another middleman, are you looking for full-time or..."
After saying this, Father felt it was quite odd.
He, a priest from the Valentino gang, the best middleman in Haywood, a Godfather-like figure,
was here discussing academic aspirations with someone.
But then, as a middleman, he had seen all kinds of odd requests.
Lille replied immediately: "Adult education level will do, I need to quickly cover the basics and then...get a license or something."
"Thatâs easier, the identity requirements arenât as strict." Father thought about it and said, "Do you plan to pay cash or..."
"I have money, but Iâm happy to solve some tricky problems for you in exchange."
Father nodded slightly: "Alright, Iâll give you an easy job, considering youâre friends with Jack and V."
We?
Lille maintained a neutral expression; no one knew what Father was thinkingâwas he being polite or genuinely friendly.
Father continued: "Of course, I know you just got back and have lots to do, we can discuss this in a few days.
You can go report to Arasaka Academy firstâI can only provide a fake identity, you should pass the entrance test, right?"
"Absolutely."
Lille nodded slightly.