Chapter 154

A few hours later, Hiroyuki Sanada, who was once again standing in the hometown of neon, finally survived the intense discomfort by relying on his roots as a yakuza.

He stood tenaciously beside a road, leaning on the fence, gritted his teeth with a livid face, and did not say a word for a long time.

After Hiroyuki Sanada, Wang Zhengdao gave Tang Ji a cigar, and said proudly: "Wear, it's a good thing specially provided by the royal family of the Eagle Federation."

"You stole it?" Tang Ji passed in front of his nose. It was really mellow and deep, with a layer of white fluff on the surface: "Seriously, why don't you just jump to a new job with me? With your help, before the player comes back, We can liquidate the naturalized forces on the surface."

"Forget it, you and I both know that it's meaningless to do this." Wang Zhengdao took out a small elegant brush, gently swept the surface of the cigar, and stretched out four fingers: "The prophet has seen the future without players, four Second-rate."

"So?" Tang Ji was not as particular as he was. He rubbed a flame with his fingers and lit the cigar directly.

"There are 340 or [-] of the world's top [-] companies that are not right." Wang Zhengdao twirled the cigar, waiting for the fluff on the surface to be cleaned, and then picked out a small piece of wood with a unique shape and lit the cigar.

After Wang Zhengdao's set of procedures, Tang Ji felt like he was reckless. As a result, Wang Zhengdao immediately sucked the smoke into his lungs like smoking a cigarette, and the whole person coughed as if he was about to die.

"Ahem. How did this thing sell for 10,000+ a box?" Wang Zhengdao casually threw a whole box to Tang Ji: "I think that queen can enjoy it when she smokes."

"Cigars can't pass through the lungs, at least not through the natural lungs." Tang Ji shrugged and put the cedar box into his arms.

"What the Prophet means is that there are 340 two big companies that have something to do with the players?" Tang Ji understood the Prophet's pessimism, but he couldn't understand the Prophet's slack.

Maybe it's because he hasn't seen a future without players with his own eyes, and he doesn't care how deeply the players are rooted in this world. As long as they don't die, and kill them one by one, there will always be a day when they will be completely killed.

"Who knows, she is becoming more and more sensitive and irritable, and her psychology and physiology have the characteristics of 35 years old and 80 years old at the same time." At this time, Wang Zhengdao's voice was a little low: "The doctor said that she can't last long. gone."

"She's dying? How fast?" Tang Ji frowned. Although he couldn't see the Ark Organization, the Prophet was indeed kind to him.

"Maybe a month, maybe a year, but she has already decided to look at the future again." Wang Zhengdao looked at Tang Ji: "When her consciousness returns again, it is the time of death."

"I remember that when she comes back again, she should return, be young again, and live her life again." Tang Ji took a deep breath of the cigar, and then exhaled the smoke long, savoring the pleasure brought by the special offering: "If everything If it goes well, maybe she can solve the player's problem by herself."

"She won't, her body doesn't allow it, and the Prophet is very aware of her state." Wang Zhengdao sighed: "Her ability is much stronger than before, but she can only choose to die when she returns, or return to watch time to die."

"This is really a very practical upgrade direction." Tang Ji commented against his will, after all, the prophet's ability involves too many things.

Even Wu Qianying couldn't tell whether she really saw the future, or imagined a "future world" in her brain by relying on a lot of data and calculations.

The latter can better explain her physical aging phenomenon, but a lot of information provided by the prophet is too specific, and it is almost impossible to be a virtual future.

Wu Qianying tried to ask Tang Ji to obtain some biological samples from the prophet, but Tang Ji refused.

"The prophet wants to see if he can see the future of the player's existence in a special way." Wang Zhengdao explained in a low voice: "Every time the prophet looks at the future, he will see a different future because of his own differences."

"In what way?" Tang Ji didn't feel too sad about the prophet's choice. The stories between the prophet and him almost all happened in the future that only she knew.

For Tang Ji himself, the Prophet is just a stranger who suddenly appeared and expressed kindness to him. Tang Ji is willing to go through fire and water for the Prophet's help, but he can't pretend his feelings.

"When she looked into the future for the fourth time, she gave herself the blood left by the player, but it didn't work." A flash of determination flashed in the eyes of the man who couldn't smoke a cigar: "This time, she wants to try to be occupied by the player." At that moment, use your ability."

"Is she crazy?" Tang Ji's voice suddenly rose: "How can she guarantee that the consciousness going to the future is her and not the player? How can she guarantee that she will be safe and sound?"

"She can't guarantee it, but she said that there is no loss. If the consciousness of returning belongs to the player, you can take action and kill the opponent directly." Wang Zhengdao said to Tang Ji very seriously: "So, you are willing to help the prophet complete her mission Last wish?"

"What does the prophet need me to do?" Tang Ji asked smokyly, puffing on his cigar again.

"First of all, you continue with your plan to clean up the player's body library, but remember to keep one of them." Wang Zhengdao glanced at Sanada Hiroyuki who was still motionless in the distance: "You have to find a way to kill the player who is responsible for cleaning up the body memory. The superhuman, wait for the player to send the disguised prophet into the body warehouse before the player returns, wait for her to be descended by the player when she is fully conscious, and then raid the body warehouse, giving the prophet a chance to activate the ability."

"Friend, what you need is God, not me." Tang Ji laughed at himself: "This plan sounds like a joke, and it requires too much coincidence and luck."

Tang Ji suddenly got stuck. He pointed at Wang Zhengdao with a cigar: "It's not me that the prophet needs, but Mr. Lucky."

"That's right, but you are still an important part of the plan, only you can completely kill the player." Wang Zhengdao patted Tang Ji on the shoulder vigorously: "This is the only chance for us to see the real future, don't you want to know Is it the future?"

Wang Zhengdao didn't say a word. Although the Prophet and the Ark organization led by her have been fighting against the players, deep down they still look forward to a chance in the future and the possibility of peaceful coexistence.

"I understand, I will try my best." Tang Ji threw the butt of his cigar on the road, and strode towards Hiroyuki Sanada.

He had to get his work done before he could start the Prophet's futile plan.

"Sanada, let's go find a cook named Yongkusa Shiro first, and check where the bone-yaki dishes are." Tang Ji patted Sanada Hiroyuki on the back.

In the next second, Hiroyuki Sanada threw up on the railing, and the words "Returning Home" were crossed out in Sanada's mind.
"This is my hometown. Neon has two metropolitan areas with a population of more than 2000 million people. The Keihanshin metropolitan area is one of them, and Daban is a part of it." Hiroyuki Sanada got a car by his own means , pulling Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao on the narrow road.

Wang Zhengdao directly took them to a location 120 kilometers away from Osaka City. He usually doesn't jump in unfamiliar places, especially the environment of the neon metropolitan area.

As a space jumper, it is an instinct to be careful not to jump into a dead place, but in Wang Zhengdao's perception, the whole city is full of dead places, and there are almost no empty places.

So they either risked jumping directly into the building wall to enter Osaka City, or drove in. Wang Zhengdao needed to spend some time to 'understand' this area so that he could jump here more efficiently.

For Tang Ji, superhuman abilities are a bit of a mystery, and Wang Zhengdao's is normal.

"What crime did you commit?" Tang Ji remembered Sanada Hiroyuki saying that he was a wanted criminal in Neon.

"I used to work in Arabata's security company. In one operation, I killed a person who shouldn't be killed. The father of the other party was a member of parliament." Hiroyuki Sanada smiled bitterly: "Araita didn't want to offend a member of parliament for a soldier. , I don’t want to hand me over just like that, but arrange for me to go to the Federation to fend for myself.”

"Aren't you worried that your face will be captured by the camera?" Tang Ji glanced at the cameras in the streets and alleys. He has special equipment on his body to prevent the cameras from capturing clear images, so there is nothing to worry about.

"Didn't you think about this when you arrested me?" Sanada Hiroyuki asked faintly: "The face you see now has been reconstructed, and I have completely severed my relationship with my past. "

"So Sanada Hiroyuki isn't your real name?" Tang Ji opened the electronic map of Osaka City, trying to familiarize himself with the environment as much as possible.

"It is now." Hiroyuki Sanada fell silent, and drove towards the famous bone bath restaurant.

Tang Ji and the others also just learned that because of the unique cooking concept and amazing taste of the restaurant named Bone Yongyaki, the reservation has been queued for seven months, and only special customers can temporarily jump in the queue to disrupt the queue order.

And among their group, one wanted criminal and two stowaways, they obviously didn't have the honor to be able to jump in line until today.

"Turn around here twice first, and then we'll find a chance to sneak in." Tang Ji ordered, looking at the bone swimming restaurant in the downtown area.

The legendary genius culinary master who has mastered the secrets of bone bathing is obviously not short of money. His shop covers an area of ​​more than [-] square meters, and it also has a small courtyard with bamboo and ponds, which is very unique in this crowded city.

However, this made it easier for Tang Ji and the others to sneak in. At such a short distance, Wang Zhengdao easily brought both of them into the courtyard of the bone swimming restaurant.

And here, it is so quiet that the chirping of cicadas can be heard, and the downtown area separated by a wall seems to have disappeared out of thin air. This huge contrast is enough to bring a very special experience to the patrons.

"White noise jammer." Wang Zhengdao pointed to the sound-like equipment in the corner: "But the effect is so good, it must be terribly expensive. Your target must be very rich. Didn't you say that he is a cook?"

Obviously, this cook named Yongcao Shiro has wealth that does not match his identity, which is a dangerous signal.

Sanada Hiroyuki performed much better than the previous few times. He just took a few deep breaths and resisted the discomfort caused by short jumps.

"Tang Jun, what are you going to do next, just rush in and help that poor chef?" Hiroyuki Sanada wanted to tell Tang Ji that this is Neon, not Night City, the rules are different, it is best not to So impulsive.

But he looked at Wang Zhengdao next to Tang Ji, and restrained himself. With his knowledge, he really couldn't think of such a pair getting together, and there was nothing they wouldn't dare to do.

Even if they said that they were going to the Imperial Palace to kidnap the emperor of the neon man, Hiroyuki Sanada would considerately help them chart a route.

Thinking of this, Hiroyuki Sanada simply admired the scenery here. After all, he couldn't find such a pure scenery in Night City.

Under the gazebo is a man-made stream less than one meter wide. The water in the pool is crystal clear and dotted with a few lotus flowers, making the place look vibrant.

But Hiroyuki Sanada soon discovered something was wrong. The fish swimming in the creek were all very weird. When he observed carefully, he took a step back and almost exclaimed.

"Fish here!" Hiroyuki Sanada suddenly reached out and fished out a fish from the stream.

What kind of fish is that? The head and tail are still intact all over the body, but the body has been picked clean, except for a thorny fishbone.

But it was still alive and kicking in the hands of Hiroyuki Sanada, as if he hadn't noticed that he was 'incomplete' at all.

Tang Ji glanced at the stream. There were forty or fifty fish, large and small, almost all of which were incomplete. Some of them lacked flesh, and some had their heads beheaded.

"What did you say was the name of this restaurant?" Wang Zhengdao frowned and asked, "Bone Yongyaki? Is this restaurant serious?"

"Whether it's serious or not, we'll find out when we go and have a look. It just so happens that it's lunch time." Tang Ji adjusted his clothes: "It seems that our new friend has developed a rather unhealthy aesthetic, maybe we need to help him reverse it a bit."

Hiroyuki Sanada threw the fish back into the water. He felt that his worldview had been broadened countless times within just half a day with Tang Ji.

He was a little confused, is this what Tang Ji has to face every day?What is life on the streets where you risk your life and honor?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly followed Tang Ji.

The main building of Kobonyaki is four stories high, the first floor is the reception room, the second floor is the dining room and kitchen, the third and fourth floors are the private domain of Shirou Yongkusa, and no one can get close except him.

As a well-known talented culinary master, Shiro Nagasa's mastery of bone bathing is like a miracle in the culinary world.

It wasn't until the rise of superhumans in the past few years that some people began to doubt whether this young genius was a genius or a superhuman with superficial appearance?

However, Yongcao Shiro has never responded directly to this question, and seems to be addicted to his own cooking world.

His famous stunt is slicing raw fish. After he slices off 70.00% of the meat and puts it on an ice tray, the remaining part is thrown into the fish tank. It can still swim freely, as if it has not suffered any damage.

Later, as Shiro Nagaso became more and more skilled, the dishes he made became more and more exaggerated.

For example, the current signature bone swimming roast, after a fish is processed by him, the meat on the body is roasted again, and the fish is still alive.

Yongcao Shiro finally knew that he was not an unborn swordsman genius, he was just a superhuman being, and since then he no longer indulged in the mysteries of cooking, but began to follow the footsteps of money.

In addition to running a restaurant, he also has another not-so-glamorous job part-time.

 ps: The genre of bone swimming cuisine does exist in Neon. How to put it, I think this genre is still easy to produce "talents"
  
 
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