My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 189: Pleasing Conscience

John came back to his senses and asked with a frown.

“Which company is researching the basic constitution?”

"That's really too much..."

If the base constitution can be created by artificial means, it will be a key step towards mechanical immortality from a biological perspective.

This is a technology that is comparable to Alcohol 2 and is worthy of being recorded in history.

The life span limit in the cyber age is controversial.

"High technology" has allowed prosthetic modification and medical technology to break through bottlenecks. The life expectancy of the rich and powerful continues to break records.

The “low standard of living” has also complicated the average age of ordinary citizens.

Those corporate dogs who sell themselves to enterprises may have to work hard for hundreds of years just for a commercial loan, sign inhumane contracts, and constantly drain their vitality.

The "medical benefits" provided by the company can ensure that their efficiency in their hard jobs will not be reduced due to physiological reasons.

The living standards of citizens who have not joined the company are still worrying.

Thief, mercenary, middleman, ghoul, exile, drifter, company soldier, gangster...

Violent incidents occurred frequently in the streets.

Their average lifespan even hovers around "adulthood."

Vito was born into a street gang.

But he was standing high enough to see the upper class.

Capital is enthusiastic about mechanical immortality.

Every multinational company has a corresponding faction and has established a biological laboratory.

Originally, these technologies were kept secret.

However, corporate spies move between companies, steal and integrate technology to improve their own technology, which is then stolen again. In the end, no one knows which patent belongs exclusively to them.

John wanted to track down the research on "basal constitution".

Even in the technology circle and among top business research institutes, it is probably difficult to identify who is behind the scenes.

Vito thought for a moment.

"I'm not sure, but in Eden City, I think Gaia cells should be the most advanced. Haha, they like to do this kind of thing."

He made his own guess.

GaiaCell specializes in the fields of genetics and biotechnology.

Their world-shaking creation is CHOOH2, an artificial synthetic alcohol that solves the next-generation energy crisis.

Today it is today.

Gaia cells still control the energy market with this technology.

at the same time.

Thanks to their continuous breakthroughs in the fields of biology and genetics, they have mastered many of the world's top cutting-edge medical technologies.

Gaia Cell's medical products are expensive and are also known to be addictive...

But even the most hostile media have never questioned the efficacy of those products.

John used it too.

It’s really awesome, and there’s a reason why it’s expensive.

At the highway intersections in Eden City, in the sky above the city, and on street corners, Gaia cell advertisements are as ubiquitous as vending machines.

John also has contacts with Gaia Cell Corporation.

After the Tiebang Logistics transport accident, he investigated his colleagues in the transport team and learned from the internal information provided by Kuang Xin that the people who had participated in that transport were either missing or packaged and sent to Gaia cells.

Later, John and Eden did a mission.

He met a former colleague with confused memory, who had been driven insane by Gaia cells and was mumbling something about memory tampering.

just now.

Gaia cells are related to the "basal constitution".

"Whoo~"

John took a deep breath.

He reorganized Mr. Vito's information, and every time he used his brain to think, it was like a fierce struggle.

The first thing was to know the existence of vacuum tubes.

They caused a transportation accident at Tiebang Logistics, replaced John's body, sold super weapons in Eden City, and were suspected of cleaning up the black light in the Danny Street apartment...

The next step John needs to take is to get the serum to obtain intelligence.

She is likely related to the [vacuum tube].

The second is the [Basic Constitution] and [Gaia Cell Corporation] line.

The body John is in now is not his own.

The doctor and Olaus were both surprised at his ability to adapt to advanced prosthetics, which might be related to the so-called "basal constitution" research.

John does not have the resources or ability to investigate any multinational company.

All he could do was share intelligence with Orlos and use the resources of this legendary middleman to move forward.

Olaus once took John to dinner with the top executives of Gaia Cell.

The elegant man named Blake Astikas likes to cook human tissue cloned from cells.

He frowned in thought.

Mr. Vito raised his wrist again and looked at his expensive mechanical watch.

John knew it was time for him to go.

He looked at Angelica, who was lying unconscious against the wall, until Vito's voice brought his attention back to him.

"Thank you for helping Ariani. I will help you leave, and I will pay you another reward after the chaos tonight is over..."

"What about her?"

“The best treatment and protection.”

Vito's voice was flat and his eyes were calm.

Emotions in the cyber age are always strange, as if any relationship is mixed with regrets and helplessness.

John frowned, not knowing why he blurted out what he was thinking.

"That's not what she wanted."

"I know."

Vito glanced at John and gave him a slightly tired smile.

Only this moment.

He no longer looked like the boss of the largest gang in Eden City, but rather like an ordinary father who could not fulfill his daughter's wish. He was no different from the ordinary citizens who were in distress under the neon lights of Eden City.

Aryani wasn’t asking for toys and food.

Vito Russell couldn't give happiness and freedom.

"You must have a plan... I mean, to get her out of Eden City."

John couldn't believe that Vito hadn't thought about this.

"The blockade procedure has been cleared. Let her go. You can let go and play gang games, deal with corporate dogs, and get power and territory... This fucked up city has nothing to do with Angelica anymore."

John thought of the super-sensory chips that recorded the snow-capped mountains and the northern lights.

He didn't know if there were any similar places in the world, or if he could live a better life away from the neon-lit city.

【Do you want to travel? 】

【No, John, escape. 】

Angelica's expression and voice emerged in my memory.

Vito was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The vector engine of the hovercraft roared as it passed the outer edge of the building, and the dark blue light refracted from the ventilation gaps.

Vito took a deep breath.

He took off the ring on his prosthesis, which was badly worn, oxidized at the edges, heavy and exquisitely crafted, and handed it to John.

"In the container area of ​​the port, hand the stuff over to the captain nicknamed Anchor. He will take Ariani away from Eden City with his identity information and money."

He saw John reach out to take it, then suddenly pull the ring back.

"If you choose this path, we won't have met tonight. Otherwise, it will affect my subsequent plans. Of course, there will be no promised compensation or reward. This is all your own choice."

[Mission target update]

[Give Angelica to Vito Russell. (Optional)]

[Help Angelica leave Eden City. (Optional)]

Vito sighed and frowned as he looked at John.

"Are you so close to Ariani? Or... are you just a pushover, and you'll take care of anyone who gets involved with you, even if they're idiots?"

John didn't avoid his gaze and reached out to grab the ring.

"Don't take me for a hot-blooded street idiot."

"Haha, you are not a competent mercenary, John. Why do you always do business that loses money?"

"I just can't stand it."

John said frankly.

"This fucking city leaves no way for people to survive. I...ha, I torture myself just to...have other options when I encounter something I don't like. This has nothing to do with other people. I just want to make myself happy."

"no problem."

Mr. Vito smiled, but it was hard to tell whether it was true or not.

"There is a price to pay for pleasing your conscience. Good luck."

Vito stopped talking and watched John carry Angelica out of the room. He turned around.

The scarred finger revealed a deep ring mark.

Vito folded his hands in front of his stomach, assuming a solemn posture as if attending a funeral, and stared at the body of the company dog.

It was as if recalling a long and heavy struggle.

the other side.

John carried Angelica on his back and just walked out of the office door when he keenly noticed someone beside him.

He tried to draw his gun, but his wrist was held down.

Yggdrasil almost switched to combat mode, but found that the man had no intention of further attacking.

The people in the dark wore thick gloves.

"Hoo, hoo~"

There was a special sound of wind in the air.

The man slowly "emerged" from the darkness, with two round gas filter canisters hanging on the gas mask on his face.

【Name: Corey Jacob (Coconut Tree)】

[Faction: Mercenary [Lone Wolf]]

[Scan: biological cortex, chemical glands, silent ones, etc.]

Coconut Tree's artificial eye was glowing. He put his index finger in front of his lips and slowly spread out his fingers to indicate that he wanted to leave quietly.

John nodded in response.

We just met for the first time this morning in a restaurant and said we didn't want to run into each other at work.

Unexpectedly, it came true that evening.

The coconut tree pointed to the corner again.

It contained weapons confiscated by the Jingke security robots, including some that were just taken from John.

He picked up the bag and carried Angelica to the end of the corridor, then turned sideways to look back.

The other half of the coconut tree left the darkness.

He was carrying a very huge bag on his back.

Large enough to hold two bodies.

Various tools dangled from its corners, and its slots were filled with unlabeled potions of unknown function.

He is the "corpse collector" hired by Mr. Vito.

Ding--

The elevator door slowly opened.

John looked away.

The elevator car panel was covered with bullet holes and scratches, and in the corner sat the bodies of two Black Gold Gang members with miserable looks of death.

The blood fell into the elevator shaft through the gap.

John switched the camera, only to find that all the wiring on the floor below him was destroyed - the group of Owl Town Gang that broke in was even crazier than he had imagined.

Away from the meeting room.

The suppression of the signal and black light gradually disappeared.

So there was indeed some sophisticated high-tech in the conference room just now, which could not only sanction "Chuan"'s system, but also suppress the black light.

Come to think of it, as a multinational giant in the heavy industry, if it didn’t have strong assets, it would have been swallowed up by the Faqi Group long ago.

Signal restored.

A message popped up in the mailbox.

【Contact Person-Kuang Xin [unread message]】

[Go to the bathroom on the F68 floor and smash the window.]

Rumbling--

The huge explosion shook the entire floor again.

Thick smoke mixed with a pungent chemical smell emanated from the elevator shaft.

The steel cable made a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

Crunch, sizzle——

The elevator with the bodies on board crashes in front of John.

A string of sparks flew out of the brake structure, which, along with various scattered objects, fell into the orange-yellow sea of ​​flames. The surging black smoke filled the field of vision, and there seemed to be an inhuman roar in the depths of the darkness that was difficult to see.

"Damn it!"

John carried Angelica, hacked into the turnstile with black light, broke into the pedestrian passage and fled downstairs.

The 68th floor that Kuang Xin mentioned is the catering center.

It's not open tonight and the lights are off.

The long buffet tables and high-back chairs were all turned upside down and covered with white cloth, and in the corridor lay the bodies of several employees who had been hacked to death with samurai swords.

boom!
John kicked open the bathroom door.

Disinfectant and a faint sour smell wafted across the nose.

He went to the window and tried to see outside through the gap, but was blinded by a passing searchlight.

John took two steps back and raised his gun to break the limiter.

The sealing of the double glazing was damaged.

The sound of hovercraft engines and distant sirens came in through the gap.

A strong light shone on John's face.

Scrolling red subtitles were rubbed around the walls.

[Emergency Team: Work Area]

A V8-style floating car with a white logo approached the window.

Two staff members tied with safety ropes jumped out of the cabin and directly took out their portable tools to remove the structure on the window. There were also fighters in the cabin pointing their rifles at the open hole to prevent sudden attacks.

John watched as four or five men came into view.

They were wearing emergency team uniforms and breathing masks. They just glanced at the situation in the room and then shouted loudly.

"There is only one spot for pick-up and drop-off. Who among you is the client?"

"We are."

"NO, sir, just one person!"

"Fuck, your cabin is empty!"

"We are following the rules. There is only one customer. Please confirm the order!"

There has been no change in the voice of the employees.

John felt speechless. The strong wind blew into the bathroom through the window, and the lights of the hovercraft made his eyes sore.

He could only speak loudly and seemed a little hysterical.

"Isn't it okay for me to pay? Just give us an extra fucking seat, as long as it gets us out of this damn building!"

"Sorry, sir, one last check!"

The staff of the emergency response team remained indifferent.

This was the evacuation route left for him by Kuang Xin and Ouluos.

"OK, OK, damn it, take her away, safe and sound, or I'll blow up your hovercraft!"

The emergency team immediately crossed the gap.

They packed Angelica up, connected her to various medical equipment, and put her on the vehicle in the high-rise wind.

The whistling sound gradually faded away.

The image projected by the laser covered John and the glass curtain wall, and disappeared amid the roar of the vector engine.

[Contact-Euros Grenada[Voice call]]

[What the hell is wrong with you? Tell me, John, why the hell was Russell's daughter in that damn hovercraft!?]

[Is your mind filled with women's X? ]

[What kind of damn fairy tale made you such a naive and stupid idiot!? ]

Olos lost his temper, which was rare.

John took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows, and didn't argue.

"I have already done so."

【Oh, wow, that's great. 】

[John, listen, every choice has a price, and now, my stupidity has kicked in, and I'm not interested in playing the hero-saving-the-beauty game with you anymore.]

[Tell me what Russell said to you.]

Olos's last words were extremely calm.

She also had her own goals in coming to Eden City.

John broke the rules of the game and disrupted the team's plan. In a sense, he was committing a stupid act and seeking his own death. So, he had to hand over the information provided by Russell.

This is paying off debt, and it is also the most rational decision.

John would not hold others responsible for their choices, so he relayed the information about the vacuum tube and the base constitution.

After hearing this, Ouluos hung up the phone.

She didn't even say "goodbye".

(End of this chapter)