Cyberpunk: Legendary Life

In the elevator of a high-end apartment.

Tang Yu took out the JKE-X2 Kenshin pistol from his pocket. This is the guy he just went back to the room to get.

The technical pistol issued by Arasaka Company can be used as a submachine pistol with multiple rounds. It carries a black gold metal magnetic storm warhead and is known to control the power of lightning.

"This is in Night City. Dogs will be shot twice when walking on the road!"

Tang Yu checked the magazine and chamber with one hand, then took the gun in his hand and turned it horizontally and vertically twice, and then made a few neat shooting and aiming movements to find the feeling back then.

Finally, he bumped the gun body and sounded dissatisfied: "Aside from being able to monitor vital signs, it is no different from junk. It has an average rate of fire, powerful power, a little bit of energy everywhere, and it also has lightning power. That's it?" "

Although he didn't like this pistol, it was enough for Tang Yu to defend himself at night.

The elevator stops on the first floor.

Tang Yu put the gun on his back, turned on the music and ran along the street with his head down.

Nights in Night City are always illusory and shining under the colorful neon lights of blue, purple and pink, like a bright magic bead embedded in the west coast.

What Tang Yu saw was that this bright light was filled with light and shadow bombs thrown by capital, which eroded your eyes, ears and even nerves all the time.

Whether it's the super giant floating car wandering over the city center, or the neon beam that shoots straight into the sky, or the huge holographic projection between high-rise buildings, or even the streets, alleys, and elevator compartments, all are advertising and promoting. .

Tang Yu just looked up, and not far above, a food advertisement was playing on the huge electronic advertising screen of a skyscraper.

What's weird is that the head of the advertising spokesperson is a piece of chicken, with two poached eggs on the left and right to resemble glasses, a mouth made of two sausages, a pile of grass on his head, a sausage necklace hanging around his neck, and something similar to a ham sausage in his hand. products are marketed to television audiences.

“Try our latest delicacies!”

The final advertisement tail cover shows that this product comes from Whole Foods Company, a localized food production company in Night City.

In order not to be harassed by advertisements, Tang Yu had to lower his head and try his best to focus on the road ahead.

When passing an adult product store on the roadside, the light advertisement at the door is projected on the ground, and the concave and convex charming curves are played in a loop 24 hours a day.

"The new and upgraded version of the behavioral chip will take your partner to enjoy a world you have never experienced before. What are you still hesitating about?"

No matter how hard Tang Yu protected his eyes, he still couldn't escape the advertising bullet, which made Tang Yu feel inexplicably irritated before he even took two steps.

He stopped and sighed helplessly.

"I just want to be clean and pure, and why is it so difficult to simply go for a run and relax?"

“I have no choice but to buy a treadmill at home!”

But Tang Yu didn't like the feeling of being on a treadmill. He enjoyed the cool breeze blowing on his face, watched the different scenery disappear in front of him, and ran freely.

After all, he chose to go out for a night run not only to improve his physical fitness, but more importantly to relax his mind instead of getting more upset.

"If we really have no choice, we can only run to the seawall which is a little further away. It's relatively remote there, and the sea is cleaner than the land. It's just a bit remote."

Having made up his mind, Tang Yu stopped staying on the busy street of Little Chinatown. He touched the pistol in his pocket, turned around and accelerated towards the seawall.

after an hour.

Tang Yu panted and came to the south embankment road. There were much fewer pedestrians here than in the neighborhood. He could only see scattered street guys gathering together, smoking cigarettes and chatting privately.

Some of them cast unfriendly glances at Tang Yu, but when they saw the Qianxin gun on Tang Yu's back, they seemed to retract their ill will thoughtfully.

Tang Yu didn't want to be disturbed by anyone now, so he continued to run forward and stopped at a railing facing the sea.

There was no one wandering around anymore. In front of him was the endless black sea. There were many merchant ships on the sea, and behind him was the city with bright neon lights.

The only thing that Tang Yu felt was a fly in the ointment was the random accumulation of plastic, silicone electrical panels and other garbage beside the beach embankment.

Fortunately, the tip of my nose was wrapped in the salty and cool sea breeze, so I couldn't smell any strange smell.

Tang Yu took off his earphones and stood by the railing of the embankment. He listened to the waves crashing on the coast, which really relieved the depression in his heart.

This run was quite tiring, but Tang Yu unexpectedly discovered that his physical endurance was really good. He could run such a long distance quickly without the support of sports prosthetics.

Although it is not as good as the ability to escape from the sky and the earth after the transformation of the prosthetic body, it is obviously the role of fusion talent in it, and he only spent one life point.

Tang Yu believes that endurance is not the most urgently needed ability at present, so he only added a little experimentally.

What he is looking forward to more is the simulation of Mann's life. That strong big man will definitely be able to simulate even more powerful fighting talents.

So he kept two points in mind, always paying attention to the encounters of Mann's team, so that he could take action at the right time and change Mann's destiny like he changed David's life.

But from Tang Yu's perspective through this run, endurance talent is indeed applicable to a wide range of applications, and almost all high-intensity battles are inseparable from this foundation.

"If you can't hold on to a cigarette, you can just wash up and get ready to lie down in the graveyard."

He doesn't want to be a real man for just five seconds.

The optimism in his mentality made Tang Yu unable to help but raise his arms high, spread his fingers vigorously, and roared directly into the sky.

"Night City!"

"Your emperor!"

"came back!!!"

Tang Yu didn't care about everything around him at this moment. Even the nuclear bomb explosion couldn't make him suppress the wildness in his heart.

He is proud! Love it! Have no fear!

If you want to blame, blame it, this damn city has Johnny's life, V's life, Jack's life, and all the cyberpunks' lives.

He even has his own legendary life!

Tang Yu shouted exaggeratedly, but was soon blown away by the sea breeze and floated further away.

at this time.

On the pier at the southernmost end of the seawall, someone was attracted by the shouting and turned their head to look in the direction of the sound.

"It's you?"

Lucy was wearing a white hoodie and leaning against the railing. She held a half-burned cigarette between her right fingers. She followed the sound and realized it was Tang Yu. A trace of vigilance flashed in her indifferent eyes.

She didn't expect to see him at this time and in this place, but judging from what he did, she shouldn't have noticed anyone around him, let alone targeting herself.

"emperor?"

"came back?"

Hearing Tang Yu's almost ridiculously childish shouts and metaphors, I unconsciously associated them with the image of Tang Yu's previous powerful company executives.

But I found that the two seemed completely incompatible.

Lucy didn't know why Tang Yu would run to the seawall at this time and do such an illogical and unreasonable thing.

But when she saw Tang Yu turning around and leaving, running with a gun in his hand, she burst out laughing.

"Are you Mr. Tang from Arasaka, or yourself?"

Lucy put out the cigarette in her hand, extinguished the last bit of light around her, and completely blended into the darkness, but her neon ice-blue eyes were still looking at the direction he left.