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Chapter 172: The Spare Time of the Strong
The sudden scene made everyone fall into silence.

Even Gloria couldn't help but stand there in a daze at this moment. Then she looked at the large mass of stuff covering the sky in front of her with some hesitation, and then looked at Ron, asking with some disbelief:

"Mr. Ron, this is...?"

"Oh, you don't even recognize your son? David Martinez."

After taking a look at Gloria and the others, Ron waved his hand indifferently: "There is something wrong with the immunosuppressant you are using. Long-term use will cause nerve atrophy and degeneration. I restored it to factory settings so that when David receives the new prosthesis, he can adapt and master it faster."

As he said this, Ron also looked at the members of Team Mann. When he saw Rebecca and Lucy, he nodded and pointed at them and asked Gloria:

"How are they? These two girls are pretty good, right? They are definitely more than qualified to be your son's girlfriends!"

Ah? To be the girlfriend of this pile of stuff? Me?

Even though her will to survive was extremely strong, Lucy still couldn't help but look bewildered.

Born in the shady underground department of Arasaka Group, Lucy thought she knew the bottom line of Night City. But looking at David floating in the air, Lucy still showed an expression of unacceptability.

Compared to Lucy, Rebecca was much more direct. Pointing at David floating in the air, she said in disbelief:
"Who wants to be the girlfriend of this big thing? This guy will turn into a sausage if rolled up! Even the most brutal scavenger's body after cutting off his kidneys and prosthetics is much better than this! I'd rather buy an electric bull and eat it myself than let him be my girlfriend!"

Having lived on the streets since childhood, Rebecca is very familiar with dirty jokes. It is not surprising that the lower class of Night City really knows nothing about sex. After experiencing the sexual liberation movement, happiness education, and a series of natural and man-made disasters, the sexual openness of Night City can be said to be beyond imagination. This can be seen from the lower class people who gathered in the street downstairs of the apartment building to appreciate the erotic super dream and share a spiral flesh vacuum pump.

"You are so rude!" Hearing this, David Martinez couldn't help but said, "It was just an accident, okay! Besides, I have never heard of such a thing! I just found out about it! And I have no interest in a kid like you who has nothing, okay!"

"Huh? Who did you say has nothing?!" Rebecca was furious and subconsciously wanted to draw her gun, but Mann held her down and said helplessly, "Calm down, Rebecca, calm down! You have to calm down!"

"You shut up too." Ron glanced at David.

David was struggling to recover to his original state after being seen by his mother and a bunch of people from his own world. Unfortunately, he knew nothing about the secret energy, and his nerves were twisted and distorted, making him look like a weird worm with a human brain and eyeballs, but exposed to the air.

Coupled with the flesh and human organs floating around, it has to be said that this scene really makes people feel that their basic aesthetic views are being impacted.

Just then, after finally recovering a little, Lucy saw this scene and couldn't help but retching to the side.

It's impossible. Even if I die, I can't be with this kind of thing...

This is not something you can just endure!

"Mr. Ron, I beg you..."

David was convinced. He was sure that Ron could have restored him to his original state long ago, but he was just waiting for this scene - waiting to meet his future teammate and turn this wonderful first meeting into a first-kind contact.

David had evidence, but he didn't dare to show it.

Feeling David's despair, Ron happily restored him to his full state.

Then, David felt a cool breeze. Looking at David, no one spoke for a while. Mann and Kallio were both veterans, and now they were thinking more about what to do next and what Ron's purpose was. On the side, Qiwei couldn't help but say after a moment of silence:

"Excuse me, can I have a cigarette?"

"Yes, I smoke often. Can I borrow a light?"

"Yeah." Handing the cigarette to Ron, Qiwei put the cigarette into her mouth along the control of the respirator, then looked at David and said:

"It's not big, but it's actually OK. However, modification is quite popular in Night City now. Maybe we can work on the granularity. If necessary, there are also customized LED lights."

"what?"

Hearing this, David was startled, then looked down. Then David, who was only sixteen years old, blushed, and without saying anything, he walked through the space door and ran to his room to find new clothes.

Meanwhile, Rebecca, who had not yet forgotten David's quarrel with her, followed him and leaned against the door, shouting:
"What? You look so powerful, I thought you had modified something! But it turns out to be just a native virgin chicken, a small fry~ Anything I take out is bigger than you!"

David had already walked out, so Ron did not stay in Helheim any longer. Instead, he walked slowly to the apartment building and snapped his fingers. The space portal was directly closed, and the calm, vicious and cold wilderness wind disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

"Excuse me, what was that just now?"

Looking towards Ron, the cigarette made Qiwei a little bolder.

"Simple space technology, not worth mentioning."

Ron said indifferently, "Helheim is my territory. I usually use it to train my private guards or store supplies."

"..."

No one spoke.

Although most of the people present were rough and uncouth, something like space technology was enough to make people feel that something was wrong just by listening to it.

No wonder I've never heard of any rumors about the World Tree Company.

Qiwei looked at Ron and squinted her eyes, thinking - a director-level figure can have such a large-scale, stable, and convenient space technology. The main body of the company must also have a larger space technology headquarters. If it is not on Earth at all, it is indeed very easy to hide.

On the other side, Ron also sat on the sofa and said, "Okay, let's talk about business."

Hearing that it was business, although Ron's tone was very casual, everyone did not dare to delay for a moment. Ron's casualness and relaxation were the margin of the strong. But if they also relaxed like Ron, it would be bad.

Not even daring to ask about Sian Westin, Mann just lowered his head and said:

"You say."

(End of this chapter)