The first batch of the project was completed in 1999.

As ten bags of Power Stimulant Type II were placed in a hidden location near the target clinic. The cyborg doctors in these ten clinics almost simultaneously received an email signed by Ascension Technology.

[Invitation for cooperation with Ascension Technology]

[Sender: Ascension Technology]

[Recipient: ***]

[Hello, this is Ascension Technology. As an emerging pharmaceutical technology company, we are interested in selling our company's latest products in Night City. We sincerely invite you to become our sales agent. Samples of the product have been placed at ****** near the clinic. We look forward to your experience and feedback. If you need to order and sell the product in the future, please send an email to place an order. ]

[Attachment: Power Stimulant Type II Product Manual]

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Watson District.

North Industrial Zone.

In an underground black clinic.

The cyborg doctor looked at the email in the system and laughed unpleasantly.

"Huh? Ascension Technology? Where did this thing come from? A company? Why would a company sell things to underground clinics like us? What's the point of saying it so nicely? It's so sneaky."

In his opinion, if it was a legitimate company, there was no need to cooperate with clinics like them. They could sell through regular channels on the market.

Even if the company wanted to expand underground sales channels, it would not act so covertly. It could just send staff to meet them.

So for the so-called Ascension Technology, he had already determined that it was an unknown underground workshop in Night City, relying on stolen formulas or potions made by inferior pharmacists to make a fortune, or a smuggling gang that wanted to sell smuggled potions to the market.

However, although he sneered at such shameless rhetoric, his body still honestly clicked on the product description in the attachment.

After all, no matter what the so-called Ascension Technology is, or what the email says, the key is that someone wants to invite him to make money together.

Since there is an opportunity to make money, who cares what it is? You have to take a look first. If it is feasible, naturally no one will miss this opportunity.

[Product Name: Power Stimulant Type II]

[The combat stimulant developed by Ascension Technology can comprehensively increase the user's action speed by 35% after being injected into the human body. It takes effect immediately, and the user is in an excited state, and the thinking reaction is improved. It lasts for 60 seconds, without harm or side effects. ]

[Sample picture]

[Order price: 150 euros/dose]

Looking at the introduction in the product manual, the prosthetic doctor thought about it. If the effect is really as described in the manual, there is no deviation, then the price of 150 euros per dose should be completely marketable.

Most of the customers in his store are free mercenaries and gang members. These guys are still very willing to improve their strength. Even the immunosuppressants purchased regularly from him are a large expense.

If you can spend more than 200 euros to get a good amplification effect on the battlefield, there should be many people who will pay for it.

"Let's take a look at the sample first."

Deciding to verify the authenticity first, the cyborg doctor found the delivery point of the stimulant sample according to the description in the email.

He got a paper bag containing three stimulants.

Looking at the green medicine in the syringe, it was the first time for the cyborg doctor to see such a stimulant.

"Maybe it was made by some guy who is doing chemical research underground."

Holding the stimulant, the cyborg doctor walked through the operating area of ​​the clinic and opened the door leading to the depths of the house.

Walking into the door leading to the basement, I saw that the basement was very large and filled with various equipment and lockers used by cyborg doctors.

In a room in the basement, there was also an operating table, on which lay a half-decomposed corpse.

There was also a living person tied up in the room, but he was unconscious. There was no body modified by cyborgs that did not look like an unlucky gang member.

The cyborg doctor came to him and injected him with an unknown drug, and the unconscious man slowly woke up.

The man looked at the cyborg doctor standing in front of him, and fear appeared on his face.

"Who are you, what do you want to do? Let me go."

Suddenly he saw the body lying on the operating table behind the cyborg doctor, and he realized what he had experienced.

At this time, he was extremely annoyed and regretful. He shouldn't have drunk in the bar. Now he was caught by the scavenger, and his fate was imaginable.

"It's the scavenger! Don't kill me, I beg you, I can give you money, please

Please let me go. "The man felt his bound hands and feet, begging frantically.

But the cyborg doctor did not respond to him, just laughed dryly with a hoarse throat.

The cyborg doctor took out a green potion, grabbed his hair and pulled it, exposing his neck.

The needle was inserted into his body, and the potion was instantly injected into his body.

The man only felt a substance flowing through his body instantly, his brain began to get excited, and his body had a desire to move.

Just when he didn't know what he would face, suddenly the cyborg doctor in front of him cut the rope that tied him.

Feeling the feeling of being bound disappear, looking at the terrifying smile on the cyborg doctor's face, the man didn't dare to think too much, and pushed the cyborg doctor in front of him away and ran out.

At this time, he just wanted to escape, and his numb legs caused him to fall when he stood up and started. He fell, and his left hand just happened to press on the corpse on the operating table.

Ignoring the touch of something wet, the man continued to stand up and run wildly. The desire to survive made him recover quickly, ignoring the abnormality of his legs.

Under the dual blessing of stimulants and the desire to survive, the man burst out with an extremely outrageous speed, but for this basement, he didn't know where to run at all, and could only run around like a headless fly.

After finally finding a door, he found that he couldn't open it at all, so he had to keep running.

When he ran through the entire basement, he found that all the doors were sealed, and his signal couldn't be transmitted, so he couldn't call the police.

He leaned against the door of the basement in complete despair. Hearing the footsteps of the prosthetic doctor behind him approaching him little by little, he knew that he would die sooner or later.

"Fuck, I'm going to fight you, a beast. "

The man couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up angrily and prepared to find useful weapons. He would drag that bastard down with him even if he died.

Just then, the door behind him was opened from the outside. He turned back in surprise, thinking that he had a chance to escape.

But he didn't expect that he would be greeted by even more terrible despair. He saw a group of scavengers with tools and a corpse on their backs appearing in front of him and confronting him.

The leading scavenger was also very surprised to see the man he had captured yesterday jumping around here.

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, the man's head was pierced, and there was still a look of fear on his face.

"How did this guy wake up and run out?" The man who fired the gun put away his pistol and directed the scavengers behind him to quickly dispose of the body to avoid organ damage.

"I let him out to try the effect of the new drug. "The cyborg doctor explained.

The scavengers didn't care after hearing his explanation. As long as the man didn't run away, it didn't matter whether he was dead or alive.

The cyborg doctor glanced at the man's body and nodded.

"It seems that the effect of the stimulant is fine. We can trade with them. Ascension Technology, it's interesting."

Leaving the basement and returning to the clinic, the cyborg doctor began to edit the email and sent it to "Ascension Technology".

This scene also appeared in many underground clinics across Night City, and many cyborg doctors began to use their own methods to verify the authenticity of the medicine.

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