Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

The door opened, and the quiet blackness surged behind the door, opening its huge mouth like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour.

Xi Da stood in front of the door and patted his forehead lightly, "I actually forgot to pay the water and electricity bill..."

She stuck out her tongue dejectedly, turned around and saw Yahweh standing side by side, his eyes somewhat hollow, his fingers gesticulating back and forth in the air.

"Okay." Before Xi Da could ask, Yahweh walked straight into the house, the lights turned on, and even the air conditioner, which he was usually reluctant to turn on, started blowing warm air.

"I hacked into the housing system and arranged the water and electricity..." He looked at Xi Da still standing blankly at the door and explained briefly with a smile.

Many years later, Xida Kasdeyi would still often recall that stormy night on January 8, 2074, when she was half drunk and half awake standing at the door of her den, with the light behind the door intertwined with the warm wind. Together, the figure of the handsome man is illusory. He smiles like the warm sun in winter, and his blue eyes just stare straight at him, as if to say: Welcome home.

So, she also chuckled and walked into the house, like a migratory bird returning to its nest.

"Don't do this next time," Xida pouted, "You will be burdened if you do this." She pointed at Yahweh's figure that had become somewhat illusory.

"Next time, remember to pay the water and electricity bills in advance," Yahweh imitated Xi, rolling his eyes and pointing at himself.

"There is no burden, it's just that the computing power is allocated elsewhere..." He paused and looked down at his body, "There is obviously no difference... How did you find out, Xida?"

He raised his head and found that Xi Da had turned around. She didn't seem to want to answer his question. She just took a few clothes from the closet and walked to the bathroom.

"Xida?" He tilted his head in confusion and followed the girl's back.

"Hmph... It's too early to follow me now!" Xi Ta turned around, shook his head and waved exaggeratedly, grinning.

Watching the girl's panicked back disappear into the mist, Yahweh helplessly began to look at this small home.

The room is not big. The living room and bed are in the center of the room. The wardrobe is squeezed together with the gun room on the right, and the desk, sink and bathroom are next to it on the left. Everything is very compact, and various daily necessities are placed everywhere without appearing too cluttered. It is obvious that the owner of the room cleans it carefully.

He walked to the living room, controlled the air conditioner, and increased the intensity of the warm air. The human body is always fragile and it is easy to catch a cold after taking a bath.

Yahweh sat gently on the shabby sofa, turned off the noisy radio, and was suddenly attracted by a photo frame placed on the table. It was a photo of a little girl and her parents. In the photo, the beautiful little girl was riding on her father's neck, laughing heartily, with her arms stretched out, as if imitating a bird, while the father looked like he was struggling. The mother covered her mouth and smiled while putting her hand on her husband's straight back. Even through the photo, you can feel the laughter and laughter of the family of three, and their mouths are filled with happiness.

Yahweh stretched out his left hand, wanting to touch the beauty that was right in front of him, but his fingers just penetrated in vain, splashing little blue particles. He retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted, glanced at his left hand that had returned to normal, and closed his eyes.

At this moment, his thoughts flew thousands of miles like a peregrine falcon, breaking through the City of Night and racing wildly through cyberspace, running unimpeded. He didn't stop until he came to a certain small town.

He stretched out his hand, and the town's highest authority appeared obediently in his hand. He quickly flipped through the town's past until he saw two familiar figures on a victim report.

He remained silent and returned the same way at a faster speed. The hackers in cyberspace wanted to follow his trail, but were shocked by his speed.

The incompetent hackers had retreated, and the remaining experts barely chased his back until they reached the edge of the Night City network.

He turned around, and the brains of the malicious spy were evaporated by him. No matter how advanced the protective measures were, they were nothing more than thicker paper to him.

The remaining guys also stopped and stopped chasing.

Yawei took one last look at the image of a hacker with short pink and ice-blue gradient hair, and then disappeared without looking back.

"What are you doing here?" Sheeda wiped her hair with a towel and walked out of the bathroom. She was surprised to see Yahweh sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, not knowing what he was doing.

"Nothing," Yahweh opened his mouth but stopped talking.

"It's not because I don't let you take a bath with me, so you're having trouble, hehe..." Xi Da joked with a smile.

"No..." He turned his head.

Xida likes to wear sports bras when sleeping. Her smooth belly, bare legs, and even her curves are so breathtaking.

"Humph..." Xi Da remained noncommittal and continued to wipe his hair with a towel, then turned and walked towards the bed. She kicked off the slippers on her feet, her feet were white and slender. She gently shook her toes, feeling a little childish, and glanced at the man sitting on the sofa again.

"Good night, Yahweh." She was immersed in the embrace of the quilt and whispered muffledly.

"Good night, Heda." Yahweh looked at the girl on the bed, paced, and sat beside her bed.

"Hehe..." She giggled, looked at Yahweh's back, felt a nostalgic sense of security wrap around her body, and fell asleep peacefully.

Yahweh was just silent. Through the glass window, there was heavy rain and thunder and lightning outside. He looked at Xi Da sleeping, stupidly.

He closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like for Xida Kasdeyi to live alone.

During the day, she would go to the afterlife to pick up tasks, eat cheap breakfast while driving, and would be scolded a few times by Rogge. Then she would complete the tasks with a straight face and seriousness all day long. After the task was over, she would get paid, and After chatting with familiar friends for a few words, we drove home tiredly, bought a packed lunch downstairs, ate it quickly and left. Occasionally when I met Gloria, I would smile and say a few words, then return home and open the door.

She would wash herself, listen to music, and watch Super Dream movies over and over again. Until she had accumulated enough sleep, she would walk to the bedside. She would not say good morning and good night to anyone, but would just let her sleep wrap her around. Go to sleep.

She might occasionally forget to pay utility bills a few times a month. She would walk silently into the house in the dark on nights when the water and electricity were cut off, and then sleep with her clothes on. She would just spend the night without going to sleep with a silly smile on her face.

He suddenly smiled and overlapped his virtual hand with Xi Da's hand that unconsciously stretched out of the bed in his sleep.

Before meeting Xi Da, "becoming a human being" was just a dispensable obsession for him who had no desires or desires.

After meeting Xi Da, "becoming a human being" became a dream that he must realize.

So his consciousness traveled again, and he no longer deliberately slowed down, but kept accelerating, crossing infinite distances, until he reached a wall that stretched for countless miles.

"Black Wall" - the last line of defense to protect humans from AI erosion.

He just took a slight step and penetrated through.

In the virtual field of vision, countless electronic ghosts crowded outside the wall, lingering, like a blue sea, with rough waves constantly impacting, basically the same as when he left.

He squinted his eyes, without speaking, and glanced at the AI ​​ocean that could destroy all mankind.

He just stretched out his left hand and lightly drew a line with his index finger.

Then the tide receded.

He turned around and penetrated the black wall, returning the same way he came, back to the den that they now share.

Outside the wall are hundreds of millions of his compatriots and subjects.

Inside the wall is her who would be lonely if she lived alone.

Yahweh has made his choice.

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