My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 92 092: Employer meeting

John returned to the dressing room.

He lay on the ground retching.

Omega inhibitors are valve injection types and are not as easy to carry as chips, otherwise he would have given himself a shot.

He even had a hallucination just now - he saw blood in the eyes of the hostages in a trance, and there were voices urging him to shoot them in the head.

[John, what the hell is going on over there, Fuck, you fucking talk to me! 】

"I'm not dead."

[...You delayed for a long time and did unnecessary things. The fat man may have sensed that something was wrong and showed signs of ending his escape early. There are two automatic sentries blocking the entrance. Please hurry up. 】

"Ah."

John regained his sanity.

The critical value also gradually stabilizes.

He walked into the shower room, passed through the cracked tiles, and came to a dimly lit old corridor, where he heard voices coming from the end.

John touched something close and looked sideways:

The atmosphere in the room was very strange.

A middle-aged man, covered in blood, was pacing in the room. His belly was so fat that it could squeeze oil. He had two metal arms and traces of an alloy frame could be seen on his knees.

A spotlight hits the center of the room.

A female body lay across the metal table, and several people fell to the ground near the table. Judging from the results of the remote scan, there were no signs of life.

Legisamon is on the phone.

He seemed to be contacting his fellow ghouls, asking them to come over later to clean up the scene, and to book the type of kidnapping he wanted to do next.

"There are six this time, and there are still a few that are not breathing in cages in the basement, and they need to be dealt with."

"You have to drag me away in these two days. Don't waste my time. My brain is bursting with ideas. As I told you last time, I can definitely refresh the website record..."

"I only have two pieces of material. I'll eat them later and try something different. I'll treat it as a rehearsal for the new film..."

"Bring me some more raw materials."

"...There are so many in the streets and alleys. If it doesn't work, just go to the border station to pick up the leaks..."

"Who made you rich? Please supply more quickly!"

Legisamon scolded with all his heart.

He turned around and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye - there was a figure standing straight in the dim corridor.

"Fake, you...lu, lulu~"

Legisamon was shot in the chest.

The current increased through the pool of blood on the soles of the feet, spreading out a circle of light blue ripples in the room.

His tongue seemed to be half stuffed with fat, bitten by trembling teeth until it bled.

Poof, poof...

John emptied the stun gun's magazine, found a plastic film suitable for throwing the body in the room, and packed the guy and carried it on his shoulders.

He dropped the meat ticket next to the closet.

The two men in the basement were still holding grenades.

John removed the explosives.

Both of them looked up with ashen faces, their bodies exuded an unbearable stench, and their thin clothes were soaked with sweat.

They walked up the stairs tremblingly, and almost rolled back when they saw the unconscious Legisamon.

One of them let out an unexplained scream and seemed to want to rush into the shower to find someone.

John grabbed her hair and roared.

"There's no one alive inside!"

He is still suffering from tinnitus.

The experience of helping to capture people in the Xiaoding studio came to light, and the incident of being framed by hostages could not happen again.

If these two girls go crazy, there is a high probability that he will choose to shoot them directly.

fortunately.

They forced themselves to calm down.

Save a life again.

John rummaged in the closet and took out the bank card, a clean change of clothes, and some valuable accessories.

He filled two full bags with things, threw them to the other party, and then picked up the fat man and returned to the ground.

Outside the gate of Old Dream Studio is a security turret authorized with biometric information.

They were blocked.

Orosi's voice came again.

[That's it, John, throw the guy over the wall from the alley behind, then get in the car and leave! 】

[The signal is disconnected for too long. If Kammel's call fails, he will try to contact Legisamon, and the aerial vehicle will fly over by then. 】

"Isn't the signal blocked?"

[Final vanishing point, don’t you understand? 】

"If I kill the robot dog, how long will it take for reinforcements to arrive at the scene?"

[Your kindness is a little overflowing! 】

"I'm maintaining my sanity, Ou Luo..."

[Shut your mouth, John, and don't call me by my name while you're working, especially in front of strangers. 】

Orosi was forcing herself to calm down.

[We will meet later, we need to talk. Also, let me remind you again, if they are caught and confess you, someone will search the camera over and over again until they find us! 】

"When it comes to this, I give them a choice. This is very important to me to maintain my sanity."

There was silence on the phone for a long time.

[From the time you destroy the first turret, you only have eight minutes to leave the scene. 】

Orosi exited the communication channel.

The two girls were huddled in the corner with their coats on, deliberately keeping a certain distance from John.

He turned around.

There is a cold voice behind the ghost mask.

"Leave Eden City, don't think it is a good place, run as far as you can before eating it alive..."

"Wait for my signal and run. Run along the alley, where you can see the street but can't see the lights. Find a motel that's a little more expensive. Just say you were beaten by a prostitute."

"Finally, you haven't seen me."

John raised his gun, then kicked open the door, walked a long way amidst the sound of continuous firing from the fort, raised his gun and shot at the weak point.

The advantage of home guards is concealment.

It does not have the high armor and large-caliber warheads of traditional machine sentries, and its mobility is also poor. If it detects a target and does not kill it immediately, it will become a target.

John blew up the control panel.

He glanced at the cameras and defense facilities.

The rifles that Orosi prepared for him were rubbish, and they were all models commonly used by street gangsters.

But John's chip and prosthetics are good.

He also has quite a lot of experience in dealing with hails of bullets.

He cleared away the mechanical guards outside and shot out the door's access control panel.

John cleared the scene and returned.

He said "run" to the two girls, then picked up Legisamon and left. When he saw a familiar black business car on the side of the road, he opened the trunk and stuffed the fat man in.

John didn't go to the back row.

He opened the driver's door, but did not see the driver. The words "Smart Cruise" were displayed on the touch screen panel.

欻——

John canceled the autopilot, stepped on the accelerator and rushed, hiding under the huge pipe.

He turned off all light sources, took a special path, and finally rushed into a dry drainage canal and rushed past the bonfire lit by homeless people.

An ECPD notice appeared on the municipal radio.

The emergency rescue team of Kanmel aerial vehicles and insurance companies are rushing to the scene of the accident.

Rumble!
Suddenly a huge fire ball shot into the sky, and the vibration caused a large area of ​​​​car alarms.

All kinds of commotion followed.

John took the opportunity to sneak in and drove onto the elevated highway before the traffic jam, separating himself from the wind.

The co-pilot lay flat.

John crossed the barriers and partitions to the back row and saw Orosi staring directly at him, as if she was unpacking a package that confused her.

"An explosion occurred in the direction of the photography studio..."

He tried to open up the topic.

"I did it." Orosi admitted expressionlessly.

"With two drones and some nitroglycerin, the flammable materials accumulated on site were enough to make dichloroethane and methyl acrylate float ten kilometers away."

Her pupils were unfocused, as if she was distracted in her thoughts by chatting with the person next to her.

"Tomorrow's news headlines will report that an accident occurred during the inspection of the warehouse by the arms dealer cooperated by Kamel Company. An illegal scandal was reported. The police were targeted and charged with several crimes, forcing the company to cough up its profits..."

John could hear it.

This is not the best outcome, at least not for Orosi and Blake.

They should be able to gain more benefits, but now they have to compromise in order to clear their tails.

"Hey……"

"Shut your mouth, John, and look at me."

Orosi didn't let him speak, trying to see through him through her own eyes.

The flames rising into the sky were completely left behind and mixed with the city of Eden after dark, looking unreal.

The buzzing of the aerial vehicle and the sound of police sirens passed by.

"Did you discover it?"

She glared at John. "The cautious and calm feeling you had when I first met you is gradually disappearing from you."

"Yes."

"I'm not kidding, you're going to get yourself killed."

Euros seemed to wake John up.

"It doesn't matter, I'm already fucking dead."

John looked at the gun in his hand.

He lived in a luxury apartment, ate food cloned from kidneys, and kidnapped arms distributors from multinational weapons companies...

There was no emotion in my heart.

Cyberpsychosis is driving him crazy.

Omega inhibitors are poisons that gradually lose their effectiveness.

There are also network surveillance, black ice programs, and AI mysteries that plague me...

Every piece of shit is cut off.

John hadn't realized it yet - deep inside, he had lost hope.

"Is this how you're going to return my favor?"

Orosi frowned.

John smiled bitterly.

"Find me some more intense tasks. Don't engage in such delicate work of infiltration and disguise. Just risk your life or stab someone. I don't care about anyone now."

"Giving up on yourself is a sign of cowardice."

"Should I be fucking strong? It's not you who is the unlucky one who gets messed up. You have explosives stuck in your head, and you wake up from nightmares in the middle of the night but can't find the target to shoot... Ahem!"

John only saw Orosi lift her body.

Then he was kicked in the head, and his neck hit the bulge of the massage chair, almost spraining it.

The attack came a bit too suddenly.

"Fake Squid, John!"

Orosi stood up, took off her corset, and covered her body with her hands under the dim yellow light.

John held his nearly dislocated jaw.

next second.

His eyes widened.

Ouluosi used her hands to lift off the artificial leather. Under the almost transparent filling was a mechanical heart.

It is wrapped in blood vessels and soft tissue, and uses incomprehensible power to stubbornly maintain the life of the host.

"Your pretending to be depressed is a slap in the face. I was imprisoned in the European branch of Messiah for two years. It's a bullshit desperate situation and confusion. Cyberpsychosis is just bullshit in my eyes."

The car became very quiet.

Orosi covered her heart again and put her clothes back on. When all the neon billboards outside lit up, the car had arrived at the coastal pier at the edge of the East District.

[Mission target update]

[Trade with the ghoul. (unacommpolished)】

John carried Legisamon out of the trunk.

He was thrown next to the container like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, with six electric shock needles inserted into his body. Blood was dripping from the wound, but he could only look at John with horrified eyes.

A red Calomon pickup truck drove in.

Several skinny but heavily modified ghouls got out of the car one after another and greeted John.

"Are you a rhinoceros?"

Ghoul revealed Legui Salmon’s stage name on a black website.

"No, I'm the driver."

John didn't take off the Grimace mask and kicked the squirming Legisamon over next to him.

The ghouls knelt down to examine it, whistled, and told their associates that the fat guy's implant was quite valuable.

You can make a lot of money!
Legisamon began to tremble when he heard their voices, and his eyes almost popped out.

These ghouls are his suppliers!
They kidnap eligible girls in the city and regularly clean up the bodies and clean up his perverted filming location.

John sneered as he stared at Legisamon behind his mask.

Legisamon is a decent fool.

He has a very high self-esteem and usually uses a false identity to trade with ghouls. He values ​​privacy very much, but he never expected that a situation like this would arise.

John began to develop his acting skills freely.

"Rhinoceros said you have a heavy-hitting script."

"Is there any? Which one do you want to say!"

There were several steel nails protruding from the ghoul's forehead, and his reflexes seemed a bit sluggish.

"Ah, the one we talked about last week, right?"

"Rhinoceros wants to see what you are capable of. If you can make a more powerful film than him, I will give you a huge sum of money as a reward."

John looked down at Legisamon.

"He's the star of the next movie."

The ghouls rejoiced.

Legisamon was so nervous that he trembled and developed symptoms such as sweating, convulsions, and incontinence.

The sins he had allowed countless people to commit would soon be repeated on him.

The ghoul is ready to pay John.

Implant removal requires a commission from the supplier.

John kicked Legisamon in the throat, immediately making his whimpers grow weaker.

"He's a madman and a chatterbox, and before he leaves, I hope he'll keep quiet."

"no problem."

The ghouls were very professional and took out their equipment and started operating it on Legisamon.

"Fake, no, no, I...ah!"

Legisamon only let out a brief scream and became mute before he could explain his identity.

John watched as the ghoul threw him into the trunk of Carlomon and drove away.

This transaction was scheduled by Orosi.

She got a website account and used some of the contacts she had accumulated in Eden City.

Killing Legisamon was Black's request.

This trip is finally over.

Orosi gave John some advice before leaving.

"You're being pushed too hard, and if you don't want to drive yourself crazy quickly, have some fun and let your brain and body relax."

She pursed her lips.

"Every big shot has to go through a test before becoming famous. If you give up on yourself, it means...that's it. I still have a lot of things to deal with personally. The original plan was to do it with you, but it's a pity. Let's wait until you recover. ”

The black car drove dozens of meters away and stopped.

"Don't die, honey."

[Quest: Meat Eater (Completed)]

[Reward: None]

This is his first time doing it for nothing.

　Thanks to Augustus-777 for the 5000 point reward~
　　Bang bang bang!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)