My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 173: Living

In Gino's room.

A metal wrench was inserted into the sliding door, and an electric arc was emitted. The small light sign outside the door panel displayed the words "Do Not Disturb".

These measures were originally intended to ward off creditors and dishonest hooligans.

in the room at this time.

Gino picked up another wrench and pointed it at John, insisting that he explain everything about the serum.

"I know you're hiding something from me. What contact do you have with the Boss besides the baseball bat?"

"You care about her?"

"It's respect, man. Seriously. If you consider me a friend, you have to make it clear. Otherwise, it's safer for us to keep our distance from now on."

"Phew, that's fucking interesting."

John put his hands in his pockets, smiled bitterly and shook his head, glancing at the wrench that was crackling with electricity.

"Uh, do you really think it's a good idea to lock us together in a space of less than a few meters? And even point a weapon at me..."

"You have to explain it to me clearly!"

Gino was like a furry doll, trying to stretch out his claws to threaten the enemy, but in John's eyes, they were just some plastic pieces and cotton.

Silver Port is associated with many secrets.

According to what Olaus and I thought, the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Gino's reaction indicates that the serum has escaped and is active again in cyberspace.

Serum is a dangerous person.

Her identity is mysterious, and her hacking skills can even make the company's security department and network monitoring wary.
Based on what we know so far:
The serum is involved in the Tiebang Logistics transportation accident.

She didn't know John, at least not the John in his current body. She didn't know much about robbing a logistics vehicle and changing bodies, and she showed some interest in Plato's memory experiment...

The serum disappeared after the Silver Port incident, and perhaps it is also investigating the secrets behind the Tiebang Logistics transportation accident.

John hopes to reconnect with the other party and perhaps exchange some important information.

[Mission target update]

【Explain it to Gino. (optional)】

[Make excuses to get by. (optional)]

The main quest jumps out of progress.

John stared at the prompt in silence.

This means that communication with Gino will affect his investigation into the truth of the accident.

He chose to confess.

After hearing about John's experience in Silver Port, Gino gradually let go of her hostility - she didn't know John's specific past, and it even seemed to her that she was the one who implicated John with the Wanderer Alliance.

John briefly triggered the Swanwestin, snatched the wrench in the blink of an eye, turned off the power and threw it into the sundries, leaving Gino surprised and helpless.

"Now it's my turn to ask questions. I need to know the current status of the serum."

"...The boss is very mysterious, but we all respect her. When we were all new to the Internet, she often helped us. Um... She is kind and patient, which are very rare qualities for a genius hacker. After she disappeared, she left behind a maze containing the Pandora algorithm. Do you remember this?"

John nodded.

Baseball Bat from the Wanderer Alliance was worried about the safety of the serum, and accidentally found out the other party's offline identity. He conducted a field investigation and obtained the key to Pandora's Labyrinth, and then was caught by Plato's executives.

John rescued the man and discussed a solution with Tin Foil. Using the name of the Safe Haven Company, he sold the secret key on the black market to avoid risks.

Later, the network monitor conquered the maze and obtained the Pandora algorithm. The office director, the state police, used the defected retired agent Hugo to fish out the roving AI of Fuki Industries, causing the intercity train to lose control near the city center.

John was a live witness and upgraded the black light in his mind through a simplified algorithm.

Then came the encounter with the serum at Silver Port.

John sorted things out in his mind, as if he had grasped a vague clue.

Gino added the follow-up:
After the network monitors secretly broke into the maze, they set up a large number of traps inside, tricking the company into using controllable AI and hackers to come explore, and then locked the intruders in cyberspace in an attempt to kill them.

The state police's high-profile enforcement has aroused public anger.

Fierce conflicts broke out in cyberspace, and even talented hackers outside the city of Eden came to visit.

several days ago.

A large-scale melee is about to break out between the two sides.

The cyber maze containing the Pandora algorithm suddenly collapsed completely from the inside. All the hackers and AI imprisoned in the cyber world were released, and self-destructing data debris could be seen everywhere on the information highway.

"Many hackers who escaped said that they saw the virtual image of Serum in cyberspace. Some people even witnessed her fighting with the state police. Waves of data and out-of-control puppets filled every information channel, and the audience who came to watch the fun couldn't even connect to the network."

After receiving the news, members of the Wanderer Alliance, including Gino, tried to contact Serum.

"We have our own unique way of contacting each other. The situation is a bit complicated... The serum tells us to be careful about network monitoring and the Fuki Group. She is safe for now."

"How can I contact her?"

John's question was very direct, and he was also hinting that his communication with Serum was not suitable for being overheard or relayed.

"I'll leave a message and let you know when there's news."

Gino didn't ask any further questions.

John agreed on the headband and the details of subsequent contact, picked up his things and quickly left the Borago Club.

He returned to his apartment and without even having time to wash up, he inserted a special inhibitor into himself.

There was a slight magnetic reading sound coming from the slot.

"Whoo~"

John stood up with his back straight, panting, his prosthetic eye focused and flickered, his cheeks shining with oil and dust under the light, and the sweat that soaked through his inner layer dripped down the corners of his work jacket...

The residual heat of the black light's rampage gradually subsided.

This time the feeling was very obvious, as if the muscles in my body were collapsing, and a cold hallucination spread from my spine to my limbs...

Although the symptoms were relieved, the symptoms of irreversible brain damage and neurological breakdown that the doctor said were getting worse.

This body is sending a warning.

"Fake!"

When John came to his senses, he was already standing under the shower, the water washing away the dirt and sweat, but he had no recollection of how he got to the bathroom.

boom!
He punched the bathroom wall, creating a crack, and the built-in projection and speakers emitted a short electric sound.

John raised his hand and took out the burnt special inhibitor chip from the socket in his neck, staring at it expressionlessly, then slowly clenched his fist.

In the apartment a moment later.

Numbers and icons scrolled across the washing machines, the equipment vibrated quietly, and the high-end furniture and industrial aromatherapy did not bring any psychological comfort.

John sat in the workshop cleaning his guns.

The curtain of night is being torn apart by the light of the sky, and the white gradient on the horizon seems to tear the tranquility apart.

The radio station is about to change shifts in the early morning.

The most popular midnight anchor in Eden City is saying goodbye.

[Don't open the curtains, drug addicts. The sun will burn your poor souls. Your decadent and wasted night life will be judged by the rising sun. Your heart is throbbing, your stomach is bubbling, your brain hurts as if it is embedded with bullets, and the guilt is tormenting you and preventing you from falling asleep...]

[I know! I know~ You are afraid, too scared to fall asleep, the prosthesis and implants pump power into your blood vessels, but, tsk tsk tsk... oh~ your fucking body can't support you who has suddenly awakened...]

The host maintained his excitement and foul mouth throughout the night. […Enough, let’s end the connection here. Roy has heard enough of the boring stories. This city has woken up. It wants to chew you in its mouth, and the flesh and blood mixed with the bullet shells will make a crunching sound…]

[Get moving, assholes, fuck your life, when night falls, Roy wants to hear a story that is more exciting than a powerful stimulant! ]

Click.

The wiped rifle is loaded and inspected.

John put away his weapon expressionlessly, waved his hand to turn off the light in the workshop that had been on all night, and fell into a light sleep with the help of medication - the doctor had long anticipated that he would develop insomnia.

Perhaps it was because the graphene chip blocked the stimulation, or perhaps it was because this body was really resistant to sleep, John woke up drowsily before noon.

He lay on the gray mattress, using his arms with heat dissipation slits and data slots to cover his eyes. Data flashed across his pupils, and several messages popped up at the edge of his vision.

The Borago Club sent a member message to remind John to attend Mr. Vito's retirement party.

The time is tomorrow evening.

The venue is the Members Banquet Hall.

The identification card containing the electronic invitation was delivered directly to the door of the house via the elevator, vacuum-packed in a dust-proof folder and placed in a box with a golden logo.

“It’s really exquisite.”

John picked up his coffee and visited the black market using a fake IP.

This is a trick I learned from Gino last night. It is used to browse some illegal websites. As long as you don't go too far, it will basically not alert the network monitoring.

Someone is buying the invitation to Vito's retirement party. The price is very high and the deadline is to provide it before noon.

"The high-class banquet is indeed a gunman."

John was just browsing and had no intention of selling. Even if he really sold the items, whoever bought them would be unlucky.

Those present were all celebrities, politicians, and core members of the Black Gold Gang.

John is a street star among the mercenaries, but not an urban legend. He was invited because of Guzha's manipulation.

The specific reason is still unknown, but if anyone takes over, John and all the participants will be retaliated against.

There was also a message from Raphael in the mailbox.

She had already sold the stolen goods, and after deducting the cost of vehicle repairs, she transferred the remaining balance to John's account, and even thoughtfully attached a detailed breakdown of the expenses.

John handed over the agreed portion to Barry, picked up his equipment and headed straight for the restaurant.

He was originally worried that he would not be able to solve the store's problem before the dinner, but fortunately Raphael was professional enough and he still had time to solve the problem today.

【Eden City-Wallen Commercial Street [West Side]】

The restaurant has been completely renovated.

After receiving the recipe, Gerry and Maya began to experiment crazily, adjusting the formula, and privately opened a trial operation to attract company dogs and curious citizens.

Currently, the store offers a small number of dishes and desserts at very low prices. Its main purpose is to hone the kitchen assembly line and cultivate potential customers.

The shop sign is designed to be low-key and light luxury, in contrast to the surrounding garish and exaggerated neon signs.

【Shop-J. Chavez Restaurant】

J is the abbreviation of John.

Chavez is the last name.

John still has vague memories of Tiebang Logistics and even earlier times, but he doesn't want to forget.

The Gerrys were standing at the door of the store.

He folded his arms, took off his chef's hat, and looked devoutly at the armored vehicle in front of him.

"Fuuuuu! Are you kidding me? Am I going to drive a million-dollar luxury car to work in the future..."

Mei Ya, who had seen the world, just shook her head.

"I've only seen this expression on your face before I got married, and it hasn't appeared in a long time."

"We are going to have a good life."

Gary understood his wife's subtext and hugged Maya and gave her a big kiss.

The repair work of Cofor Granton was very beautiful. The armor and minor damage were cleaned up. The main driver's outline was changed and the paint was obviously different, which was used to mislead the road scan and distinguish it from the missing armored car in the ECOD system.

The main body of the vehicle is grey.

The restaurant's name and fluorescent paint are on both sides, the interior has been completely upgraded and replaced, the smart system has been flashed, and the overall condition of the car is even better than when it was sold at the auction house.

John deliberately did not dismantle the main system and positioning device.

He opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, then pulled out the data cable and scanned the device with a black light.

[New vehicles have been added. 】

[Vehicle: Poznin-U70]

John can now locate the vehicle through the Atlanta virtual network, and the probability of stealing the car has dropped sharply. He then calls two employees to get in the car and drive towards the Radiation Farm.

Gary and Maya sat in the front and rear passenger seats.

John stayed by the partition door between the driver's seat and the cargo compartment - he was going to lead his employees to familiarize themselves with the route, connect with the Radiation Farm, and transfer Angelica's share.

Gerry was very happy.

Life has worn away the dreams of the middle-aged stowaway. When he wakes up from the hospital, he is even ready to support the collapsed world and family.

"This is like a fucking dream."

Gary stroked the leather-wrapped steering wheel. Even when it was not necessary, he would frequently touch the console, as if he had regained the courage to go to the car dealership for a test drive ten years ago.

Meiya smiled, supported her chin and said nothing, her eyes wandering over the road outside the window.

She was memorizing the circumstances surrounding the escort route.

"How's the guy preparing?"

John acted like a boss.

He asked his employees to prepare armed forces. He had just received the car and had not had time to install the gun mount on the driver's seat, so he could only temporarily place the weapons within easy reach.

[Weapon: Kanmeier-Thug [Kinetic Submachine Gun]]

[Module: basic armor penetration, physical damage increase]

The magazine contained a mix of armor-piercing and ordinary ammunition, and judging from the quality, it was obviously cheap stuff from the black market.

Gerry's hands were not modified with ballistic co-processors, and his arms were old-style prosthetics, so the Kanmel Thug was a good choice, and he practiced shooting under the bridge pier in his free time.

The melee weapon he prepared for himself was a [practical high-hardness crowbar].

John turned to check Maya's equipment.

She was wearing combat trousers with holsters, and pulled out two smart silencer pistols and handed them to the boss. She lifted up her old boots and found a straight-blade claw knife inserted on the side against her shin.

Meiya is a retired CIA agent who is equipped with old military prosthetic limbs.

Ever since her husband knew her past experiences, she no longer concealed her abilities. The quality of the personal pistol was very good, and it must have been specially ordered by an acquaintance.

[Weapon: Plato-Elite HB17 [Smart Pistol]]

[Module: Advanced armor-piercing, rapid-fire stability]

Maya also has a main battle rifle, which is the Alligator series that John used. Of course, the configuration is not that high, but the accessories and adjustments are very professional.

John handed the weapon back to Maya and watched her put it under the passenger seat.

(End of this chapter)