Please Call Me Cyber Ghost King

Ke Ling stopped the car. He originally wanted to drive out of the city and take shelter outside to wait for the warning signs to dissipate before returning.

But looking at the current situation of the NCPD, with loud thunder and light rain, they have no intention of doing their best to help biotechnology companies hunt him down.

"Then there's no need to leave the city."

Ke Ling got out of the car and started to check in case there was any tracking device in the car. While checking him, he watched the prompts from the [Extreme System].

【Ding! Experience +550. 】

【Ding! The experience value is full, the level has been upgraded to Lv6, current experience: 169/700. 】

[Get 1 attribute point. 】

"Huh? Only 1 attribute point?"

Ke Ling was confused for a moment, and then he understood. Sure enough, there was a skill point for level two, and a skill optimization point for level three.

If you calculate it this way, when you reach Level 7, wouldn't you get one point from all three just like you did at Level 1?

"The experience requirement for upgrading has been increased by 200. What does this mean? The novice stage has passed? Is the next stage after Lv5?"

Ke Ling tried to use his many years of gaming experience to understand, but he didn't know whether it would be difficult to gain experience.

Just as Ke Ling was thinking about it, the NCPD siren suddenly sounded. He turned his head sharply and looked into the sky not far away.

"Fuck! I knew it!"

Ke Ling cursed, and several aerial vehicles were approaching him. In addition to the NCPD logo, the aerial vehicles also had a special skull logo, which was the symbol of the violent terrorist mobile unit.

"Oh shit!"

Only when he saw the logo on the floating vehicle did Ke Ling realize. No wonder he didn't see the NCPD police car. It turned out that he had directly called the Terrorist Mobile Team!

The Terrorist Mobile Team is Night City's special operations force, responsible for handling cyberpsychotic incidents and dangerous incidents that ordinary police cannot handle.

It was obvious that Ke Ling, who came and went freely amid the siege of biotechnology companies and left behind more than a dozen miserable corpses of agents, had been directly identified by the NCPD as an extremely dangerous cyberpsychosis.

This was no longer something ordinary police could handle. No matter how many people were dispatched, they would die, so they directly called the violent terrorist mobile unit to intervene.

"This car has indeed been tampered with."

Ke Ling didn't find the physical tracking device, so it might be that tracking virus software was implanted in the car's system.

In this era, it is impossible not to master some hacking skills. If you don't know hacking skills, you will be helpless in the face of this situation.

"Whoosh!"

Several rockets with long tails were fired. Ke Ling started the Sian Westan, quickly ran out, and abandoned the car. At this time, he didn't care about the equipment.

"boom!"

Thrace resisted tenaciously under the bombing, but eventually exploded with a loud noise. It was not a heavy armored vehicle after all.

The Terrorist Mobile Team's firepower is very strong. They are different from the ordinary NCPD who are not well paid. They use the best prosthetics and equipment and are the trump card of Night City's security forces.

Ke Ling ran directly into a nearby apartment building. His eyes were completely dark. It was obvious that the prosthetic eye had been hacked.

The other party also tried to hack into his Si'an Westan and chip, but the puppet was useless in front of Ke Ling's flesh-activated prosthetic body, and the hackers who tried to hack in failed.

Hackers' attacks are hard to guard against. Ke Ling doesn't know hacking techniques, and he doesn't have strong self-protection from ICE equipment. However, his flesh-activated prosthetic body is completely different from ordinary prosthetic bodies. Even if the "Hacker God" Bartmos comes, he will not be able to protect himself. You have to stare.

"If you want to burn my brain, just dream!"

Ke Ling opened the eyes on his forehead in the apartment building. Although it was already evening, the night had not yet completely fallen. It was not conducive for him to fight outside, so he went inside the building to delay for a while.

"After nightfall is my hunting time."

Ke Ling looked outside. Several members of the Terrorist Mobile Team had disembarked from the floating vehicle. They were fully armed and wore special combat equipment on their faces. The facial equipment also had insect-like secondary eyes, which flashed with people's eyes. The palpitating blue light.

The members of the Terrorist Mobile Team took their time and didn't look anxious at all. They looked like they had already taken Ke Ling.

"Four."

The eyes on Ke Ling's forehead narrowed. His prosthetic eye had completely malfunctioned. After restarting for a long time, it failed to open successfully. Ke Ling simply gave up and continued to operate. Now he relies entirely on the eyes on his forehead for observation.

Ke Ling was on the second floor. He could smell that the four members of the Terrorist Mobile Team entered the building and came directly towards him without any hesitation. The human smell on these four guys was very light.

At this time, the entire apartment building was completely silent. After seeing the floating vehicle outside the building, all the residents began to pray to God. They only hoped that they could survive the battle between the violent terrorist mobile team and cyberpsychosis. This is It's enough.

The Terrorist Mobile Team arrived on the second floor. Ke Ling did not continue running. He was ready to test the quality of these Terrorist Mobile Team. Anyway, those guys couldn't kill him in this building. There was really a little sunshine in this building. nothing.

"Buzz!"

Si'an Westan was activated, and a layer of filter was added to the world. Ke Ling's figure rose up, and he chose to go head-to-head with the Terrorist Mobile Team.

He swung the thermal samurai sword in his hand and slashed at the member of the violent terrorist mobile team who rushed out of the stairs with a well-refined strike on the water.

"Qiang!"

The slashing attack was blocked, and the reason why this member of the Violent Terrorist Mobile Team rushed out first was because he was an assaulter himself, the kind of assaulter who was carrying a Kenri power sword in his hand.

After receiving Ke Ling's slashing blow, the assault hand of the Terrorist Mobile Team did not move at all, with its legs firmly planted on the ground. In a pure competition of strength, it was not much inferior to Ke Ling.

The power of technology is so terrifying. It’s hard to say how much native flesh is left in this Terrorist Mobile Team commando. Even if there is flesh on the body, it is probably all artificial muscle. The density is many times that of human beings. No wonder Ke Ling is on them. It doesn't even smell much human.

"Bang bang bang!"

When the gunfire rang out, Ke Ling immediately stepped back. The other members of the Terrorist Mobile Team were not afraid of bullets hitting their teammates at all. They fired very decisively and were obviously very confident.

The power of their weapons is naturally not small. Ke Ling doesn't want to taste the power of this bullet. His subcutaneous armor may not be able to block it.

However, the assaulter of the Terrorist Mobile Team was very reckless. He didn't care about the bullets coming from behind and quickly caught up with Ke Ling, slashing at Ke Ling with the power sword in his hand.

Obviously, the reason why he is so reckless is because the subcutaneous armor on his body is strong enough. Even if he is shot by one of his own people, he will be fine. This is the capital that allows people to be willful.

"Qiang!"

Ke Ling blocked the sword, but the assault force of the Terrorist Mobile Team was unyielding and kept slashing hard with the power sword in his hand.

This guy is very fast. Even if he is driving the Sian Westan, Ke Ling feels that it is surprisingly fast. This is the performance gap of the Sian Westan. This performance is not even a little bit better.

It is true that technology can crush it, but there is nothing we can do about it. This is the charm of technology. There is no metaphysical power here, but we can use the power of technology to achieve quick results. It is faster, stronger and simpler. This is a power that can be easily copied. .

The same technique and the same metaphysical power may be practiced by different people, and the final results may be completely different. Some people are strong and some are weak. But in the face of the power of technology, at least a lower limit of considerable combat effectiveness can be guaranteed.

"How long can you last?"

Ke Ling heard the words of the Terrorist Mobile Team commando. The corners of his mouth exposed outside the facial device raised a crazy arc, and his voice was hoarse as if his throat had been cut with a knife. This guy looked like a cyber psychopath compared to Ke Ling. too much.

"I can fight with you for as long as you want. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on."

Ke Ling resisted the slashing attack and retorted. He really embarrassed this guy. Does this guy still want to fight a protracted war with him? If both parties were using the same equipment, he would have killed this guy long ago, and he wouldn't have had this guy's turn to be here moaning and barking.

Next chapter later~