My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 89 089: Move-in

John was extremely embarrassed.

He didn't sleep a wink for several days: first he was hunted down by the network police, his kidneys were cut off in the safe haven, he immediately went to kill the tie clip after coming out, and then went to Sakura Cross Street to have a passionate fight with a motorcycle killer...

His body was covered with gunshot wounds and knife marks.

[Durability value: 43%]

The subcutaneous armor is more than half complete, requiring surgical treatment using professional repair fluid and removing all the submachine gun bullets embedded in the back.

Club Borago is a gold-selling den for the rich and powerful.

John was lying in the luxury clinic and enjoying the services that only platinum members of the emergency team can experience.

Plato's experimental subcutaneous armor is indeed rare, and it even made the surgeon a little curious.

But when he saw John's biological data report and prefrontal lobe stimulation value, he stopped laughing.

John suffers from cyberpsychosis.

If the surgeon uses the wrong medicine or causes excessive stimulation when repairing and calibrating the implant, he may become a super madman and then go on a killing spree in the clinic.

After a round of surgery, the critical value soared again to 85%.

[Eden City-No. 013 Denny Street]

This residential building next to Club Borago is an improved option on Denny Street.

Compared to the original mixed-race apartment, the people who can live in No. 013 are basically well-known in the street, and at least they must have a certain amount of wealth accumulation and connections.

The building has sixty floors.

Apart from the hotel lobby, gym, banquet hall, high-end private dining and other facilities with different functions, there are still twenty floors, all of which are used as independent apartments.

One-echelon-one-unit design.

The entire floor is open, and the living area is a small 300 square meters. According to the current consumption level of Eden City, it is a treatment that only a boxing star or a chart-topping rock musician can enjoy.

John estimates that the next time he upgrades his residence, he will probably have to work towards an independent villa like a tie clip.

The difference is nothing more than the size of the area, the quality of the location, security measures and types of supporting services.

John walked into the carpeted lobby with his bag.

There is an administrator in a short skirt behind the mirrored service desk. She must have had vocal cord modification and facial plastic surgery, and her words and deeds make people feel very comfortable.

There is also a behavioral chip inserted in her neck - it has various processes including reception and service reservations. It will automatically connect to the database during work to meet the guests' habits and hobbies, and also ensure that the memory is stored in the server during this period. , will not bring secrets into life.

John handed over the key.

The administrator's prosthetic eyes flashed to confirm the information, and then he was asked to place his palm on the panel to scan and confirm.

[Apartment elevator control authorization/confirmation]

The elevator door closes and automatically goes to the corresponding floor. There are also very delicate hidden flowers on the metal panel, and the Black Gold Gang logo is embossed with fine workmanship.

When the elevator opens, it faces the room directly. There are iron fence sliding doors and the entrance carpet is made of polyfiber material.

John saw his new apartment.

This is an industrial-style double-story LOFT, with load-bearing and shock-absorbing steel columns in the middle of the living room.

The right-hand wall is equipped with an electric fireplace, and there is a workshop and computer under the stairs.

Black leather sofa.

Sunken living room.

Directly opposite are empty storage platforms, shelves, and various Internet-connected furniture with screens.

John's original apartment only had a microwave.

Street mercenaries rarely consider opening fire at home. Instant products and simple protein meals are the norm, and the above foods only need to be heated to be eaten.

The customers in this new apartment must have a better living standard. An open kitchen and dining table are specially designed, and there is an independent water bar next to the window.

The wine cabinet and drinking machine are built into the wall to prevent some collections from being exposed to direct sunlight.

The freezers and wine racks were empty.

There are shopping terminals in the room, and even fresh food and cold chain supplies, and robberies are carried out based on clearly marked prices.

John went into the bathroom on the first floor to wash up.

The warm water washes away the mud and blood scabs all over the body, and the exhaustion from the inside out seems to dissolve the person in the mist.

There is also an amazing jacuzzi.

But sleep is still important.

John found unopened intimate clothing in the bedroom on the second floor.

The bed can be adjusted for softness and has not been unpacked, and the quilt can be used in a compression bag when unfolded.

John slumped on the industrial-smelling cushions.

He also thought about buying some changes of clothes online, but as soon as the website popped up, he passed out within a few clicks.

This time I didn't sleep well.

John would feel dizzy from time to time, the muscles loaded with implants would experience phantom pain when turning over, the armor under the skin would itch, and he even had nightmares of seeing all his muscles turning over...

It was dark when he woke up.

The whole person was confused.

Checking the critical value of the prosthetic body again, I found that the data had soared to 92%.

【Omega inhibitor (injection type)】

puff-

[Critical value: 57%]

The effect of the medicine begins to weaken.

John was plagued by an inexplicable sense of urgency and couldn't sleep, so he simply drank a cup of energy drink and exercised in the fitness area until late at night.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are divided by steel.

The tall buildings and green-blue shadows of Eden City are visible at a glance, and the light signs and floating car taillights are flashing.

The whole city came alive again.

But the excitement and joy seemed so far away.

John ordered a few sets of clothes - the prices online were more expensive than in stores, and the quality wasn't necessarily that good.

As he passed the living room he saw the warning light flashing.

Is there any goods delivered?

Only then did John remember: He hadn't connected the room system yet.

The workshop is set under the steel structure staircase, with ICE firmware and electromagnetic isolation layers inside.

Whether it's protection, firmness or space, it's much better than the original one.

The countertop is made of high-hardness alloy.

There are universal fitting panels on the three walls, and weapons and equipment of any shape can be placed on them.

The lighting system is also very complete.

The room design initially considered the user's hacker needs, so a [network area] was arranged in the deepest part of the workroom - a two-row memory-based micro service computer room. The equipment has not been updated, and a table for deep network diving was placed in the middle. Chair.

The words User Binding popped up on the display.

John took out the data cable and plugged it in.

Black Light stirred for a moment, but failed to hack in.

The sealing effect of black ice is unbreakable, severely limiting its original aggressiveness.

John finally connected the device normally.

The logo of Jingkrypton Heavy Industry unfolds in the field of vision, and the virtual data panel appears directly on the retina.

The room number changed to John's name.

He can control it with his mind or pull down with his body to see functions including rent inquiry, value-added services, and access information inquiry.

"Hey, what about the rent and robbery?"

John saw that the price of this house was a bit too luxurious for ordinary mercenaries.

Now the fee is tied to the Black Gold Gang.

If you think about it this way, going to Sakura Cross Street to fish for people is actually a good profit.

[User express delivery [including voice attachment]]

A few minutes after John confirmed the receipt, he heard the elevator outside the living room stop at his door.

The grid-like fence opens.

A huge package was automatically pushed out of the car. There are hidden speakers throughout the room.

John stood at the door of the workshop, and an emotionless mechanical sound came from the nearest loudspeaker.

[Attachment information has been automatically played for you/speaker mode [switch]]

It's as if there is an invisible smart butler reporting personally.

Gilead's voice came out.

[Hey, John, is your new home cool? I should bring you something nice to celebrate, but there are too many things going on, and you must be very tired. 】

[The little brother you rescued, Detan, works in the biggest car scrapping shop on Danny Street. Your awesome sports car was towed back for repairs. Don’t worry, it will be in a beautiful shape. That’s it. It will take some time, I will contact you then. 】

[The awesome John moved into a luxurious apartment, and the girls in the group rental area were about to shed tears. 】

[The things in your apartment are in the box. They are scattered in the hands of the gangster and the black market. It took a lot of effort. The guy who ate this time needs to keep them safe. 】

Johnton was surprised.

[Weapon: Plato-Zebra GUB]

[Weapon: Katana-Gambler]

[Weapon: Plato’s Night Banquet BI-06]

Even the amazingly powerful EMP launcher is there.

The Plato ICE firmware is also available, but a few pieces are missing. The tool table accessories and fully automatic robotic arm were not found, and I didn't even have a single bullet left.

John re-maintained the weapon and went up the wall.

It was an unexpected surprise to find it again.

His worst plan is to go to a weapons dealer and buy them again, but the models of several guns are relatively rare, and the modifications and modules are also hard to find on the market. It would still hurt to lose them all.

John went to cupboards to reorder workshop accessories.

[Cabinet: Wow~wow~oh~I'm high, is it really John who called me? The mercenaries who can't be killed by the network monitors have cut down the Xiao Town Gang and played tricks on them. You're on TV as often as you are a guest on the radio. 】

"I almost died. You thought it was fun."

[Isn’t this a comeback? The big shots in Eden City all have experiences that can be used to brag, otherwise you wouldn’t know what to talk about when picking up girls, but I have to remind you two things...]

in the video screen.

The cupboard took off a pair of laser goggles, revealing eyes with letters tattooed on them, staring at John and saying.

[The Xiaoding Gang plans to discuss business with you. 】

"Isn't there a reward?"

[The black market has already released news and named you to work for you. The minds of Japanese people are very perverted. Maybe some senior executive thinks that your potential is greater than the trap...]

The cupboard's smile was blocked by a metal mask.

[Similar situations have happened before, John. Those who work with the Xiaoding Gang or even Faqi Industry always make more money, but the price they pay is definitely not small. I advise you to be more cautious and don't be fooled by the Japanese. That’s it. 】

"Okay, I'll remember it. What about the second thing?"

[Remember when I said I would introduce you to an old customer? As a result, you directly caused a big problem for him. 】

"The one you said last time could provide a stable supply of armor repair fluid?"

John actually remembered the cupboard mentioning it.

He didn't know what he had done.

[Lieutenant Colonel of the Eden City Police Department, responsible for the area south of Sakura Crossing Street. You are racing and chasing people on their territory, which adds a lot of workload to Black and White. The first impression is full, brother. 】

"Fake...heh, should I apologize?"

John picked up the cup to cover the corners of his raised mouth.

The cupboard was amused.

[Nope~ I believe he will understand. Please contact me when you are free. The agents can help a lot. 】

Cabinet hung up the phone.

After John finished dealing with the matter, he went back to bed to rest. It was indeed much more comfortable after the injection of medicine.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

He heard movement downstairs, opened his eyes and saw his prosthetic leg on the bed.

The gray sky outside the window has been lit up.

John turned over and grasped the revolver beside the bed. He leaned against the cover and turned his head to carefully distinguish the movements at home.

The coffee machine gurgled.

The footsteps were neither fast nor slow.

John came to the iron stairs and looked down:

Orosi was wearing a white embellished bra, walking around with her navel exposed, holding a coffee cup in her hand, her prosthetic eyes flashing, as if she was still talking to someone.

She walked to the sofa and crossed her legs, revealing a pair of bare feet with manicures at the end of her trousers.

John came down the stairs in his underwear.

He frowned and showed his revolver, pointing to the elevator door next to him.

Orosi looked at him calmly, quickly explained the matter and hung up the phone before speaking.

"Didn't you install a security system in the new apartment? It's the network firewall in the old house. This time I got in with a little effort."

"Call me, okay? If not, just knock on the door. It's better than sitting on the sofa!"

John was shadowed by the network monitor.

However, Orosi's face dropped and she retorted: "Seriously? You owe me a lot of favors. If you want me to wait for you downstairs, do you have to sign an appointment registration form?"

She picked up her coffee and narrowed her eyes.

"If you fucking ask me what I'm doing here today, I'll put a bomb in your car."

"I know, I'm meeting your clients."

John waved his hand.

Orosi had already prepared her clothes and put on the cover from the dry cleaners and placed it beside the sofa.

[Equipment: Concealed bulletproof lining suit cover]

John was mentally prepared.

Her clients were either rich or noble, and they had to change their clothes every time, so she didn't waste any time, packed up and followed her downstairs.

The black bulletproof commercial vehicle has stopped firmly.

The apartment manager also made a special trip to help open the door.

"You treat me like a porcelain doll. Tell me, why do you have to take me to see this client?"

"Don't touch your tie and be careful with your manners. The gentleman we want to meet pays more attention to details."

"I know how to kill people, but I'm not very good at pleasing people."

"You have to pass the client's interview before you have the chance to kill... Listen carefully, John, you owe me this. It's best to keep this in mind, and no matter what happens next, you have to endure it."

Orosi said seriously, but there was a smirk on her lips.

She seemed to be secretly expecting something.

John had seen this funny expression when he was trying to get her tie clip.

[Side mission: Meat Eater]

[Reward: Unknown]

A task prompt popped up in front of John's eyes.

The vehicle drove into the city center and stopped in front of a beautiful and tidy building, which seemed to be the lobby of a top-notch hotel.

Euros and John were guided into the elevator by the waiter.

John accidentally caught a glimpse of the sign.

This is where he sends express delivery.

John thought of the name of the mission prompt and suddenly came up with a very weird guess.

"Where is this?"