"What was that just now? Showing off? Your talent for bluffing has grown, huh?"
Lille got in the car and said to V with a weird expression.
V, as if still in the same state as before, replied with a stern face, "Donât you think thatâs pretty badass? Iâve realized Iâve been joking around with you guys too much recently. It doesnât really fit my identity."
"You look like a brainless idiot right now."
"Iâm not joking with you," V said, still with a cold expression, "Iâve decided that this is how Iâm going to talk to people from now on."
"... Kantao sent us a message, saying they can fix your Si Anweisitan."
Davidâs delivery also included an extra chip from Regina, with just one message about Kantao.
They wanted the operational data of Vâs Si Anweisitan and hoped to become our equipment supplier, to deepen cooperation with Lille.
"Damn, thatâs good?" V was greatly surprised and dropped the stern act, "By the way, how much is this thing really worth?"
"Money canât buy it. I checked, and the prosthetic spine in your body is a replica, but its neural touchpoints and other hardware specs surpass anything available on the market.
In terms of hardware, it must be the top spinal prosthetic in the world, but they just canât make a better Si Anweisitan chip."
The uniqueness of this prosthetic also lies in the fact that a normal Si Anweisitan, when activated, would increase the power of the matching spinal prosthetic as a whole, but this one is different.
When V uses the normal Tianti four-model Si Anweisitan chip, many of the neural touchpoints and power circuits actually run on very low power, almost unused.
However, many of those inactive circuits were precisely the ones that had burned out during the incident at the Biotechnology Building.
Lille had a feelingâthis must be the key to Tiantiâs "breaking" the technology blockade.
"Not available on the market? Sounds quite fitting for my identity!"
Lille glanced at V, "But I havenât decided on this yet, I still need to think about it."
When the Si Anweisitan was coming over, Kantao treated it purely as a free test subject.
But now itâs different, V proved sheâs not ordinary, and the trio demonstrated their formidable knack for causing trouble.
Itâs hard to say whether Kantao would tamper with it during repairs.
But Lille couldnât repair this thingâ
The technology used in neural implants is a bit too advanced, and merely doing fine-tuning and fault removal is an extremely delicate task, let alone repairs.
As early as in 2020, the installation of neural implants, like the Krensky, already employed nano robots, and all that the cybertech doctors needed to do was to install the components in the designated positions correctly as per the manual and medical knowledge.
The installation of Si Anweisitans also adopted similar nanotechnology.
These nano robots would automatically complete the fine connections between nerves and prosthetics, and cybertech doctors were only required to do fine-tuning and adjustments to the prosthetic systems on this basis.
However, this process is also quite complex and cumbersome.
So, properly installing and fine-tuning a Si Anweisitan already makes one a very competent advanced cybertech doctor.
Having Kantao do the repair, Lille felt somewhat uneasyâbut Kantao was the only choice he had.
So, the details of the cooperation still needed to be discussed.
"Oh, alright then." V said nonchalantly, waving her hand, and then added in the channel, "Jack? You hear that? Kantao wants to be our equipment supplierâand they have to play nice with us!"
"Heard it, heard itâLille, when are you gonna hook me up with some good stuff? I havenât rushed you, just getting a bit envious...
If youâve got other things on your mind, I really donât mind, I havenât rushed you...
But you see, itâs been a while since Iâve upgraded my gear, and Iâve lost a few guns, really, I havenât rushed you, seriously..."
Lille quickly cut off his good buddy Jack, "Donât worry, itâs coming soonâjust need a little more time, letâs deal with the Chaotic Blade Association first."
"Heh heh, then Iâll be waiting for your good newsâEveryoneâs sorted out, just waiting on you to give the word."
After retrofitting, including the four Emperor Ragnar Armored Vehicles they had just hijacked, they had a total of 12 vehicles ready to roll outâ
The cars that David and his crew brought were completely totaled, gone for good on the spot.
They were all sitting in the armored vehicles now, ready to pioneer the way at any moment.
Lille connected to the comms, "Remember the Chaotic Blade Association who attacked our camp that day? The clue in his head."
The target is at Stone Ridge Mountain, the Night Wandering Ghosts will rest there at night; that place is half a stronghold for them.
First, we wipe out all the Night Wandering Ghosts present, then follow the abandoned highway up Stone Ridge Mountain to their real strongholdâ
The whole process must be quick. If you see anyone from Military Technology or their equipmentâdonât hesitate, just do it.
Be ruthless, move fast, and strive to return to camp before daybreak!"
Boomâ
The vehicles started simultaneously, drones accompanying them, and the convoy moved through the vast yellow sands, racing against the sun.
...
The spot where Moore Technologyâs convoy was ambushed.
Military Technology surrounded the sceneâbut in reality, there was nothing at the site of the hijacking except for a few bodies lying desolately in the road.
The dam is at the boundary between NCPD and Military Technologyâs jurisdiction; right now, it looks like Military Technology is inspecting the dam, while NCPD is checking Santo Domingo.
And the efficiency of the NCPD is extremely low; they took almost an hour just to disperse the Scavengers!
A blonde woman, clearly impatient, was holding a cigarette in her hand, watching her subordinates work.
"Incident report."
"According to clues at the scene, the Wanderer used a very barbaric and direct method to collide with the vehicle, and the four security vehicles were no match."
"No match? Arasakaâs soft-legged prawns are trash, sure, but theyâre not some wimps that any mercenary can just crush.
Itâs almost certain it was that wanted criminal. What did we lose from the convoy?"
"It was all high-tech equipment that had been scrapped once and should have been disabled after falling off the dam. NCPD confirmed that only parts remained at the scene."
"...All valuable stuff, but they could only get scrap metal. What else?"
The scene commander hesitated for a moment then continued, "Thereâs a discrepancy between the memory of the truck driver and the situation at the scene.
According to the truck driverâs description, the robber jumped directly onto the door of the lead vehicle, then killed the driver, causing the truck to veer off the road.
But the scene investigation suggests that the vehicles appear to have been deliberately pushed offâmotive unclear."
The woman raised her eyebrows, "Motive unclear?âGo check, vehicles that left Night City two hours before and after the incident."
"This..."
Her subordinate paused with difficulty, then continued, "Because of the cyber-psychosis incident, the highway checkpoints have not been as strict.
Many enterprises and organizations with permits have been concentrating their backlog of goods for shipment these past few days. The list is very long, and..."
And thereâs no way to investigate.
They are all legal, and even many of the vehicles are Military Technologyâs ownâ
Military Technology isnât united internally, at least not for the middle management, with various factions.
Impatience quickly turned to irritation on the womanâs face; she smashed the still lit cigarette onto the ground and fiercely stomped on it several times!
"Damn it, damn it!"
Who could have thought, just a week ago, this woman named Meredith Stout had sincerely thanked the terrorists in the city center.
Grateful they started a big commotion, which got rid of a good number of her superiors and colleagues from Military Technology, bringing her a promotion opportunity.
But these three lawless thugs didnât run at all. They were actually waiting for her here!
She had just been promoted to head of Government and Public Relations, and so many incidents had already occurred that affected the companyâs image?!
It doesnât matter whether the Wanderers can only snatch scrap or make a profit from itâ
Everything they do is like a slap to the face of Military Technology, and thus a blow to her own lifeline!
"...Pull up the Chaotic Blade Associationâs database, get that gang to step up attacks!
Have our people watch over those bastardsâ campâall of them must die!"