Chapter 84: Afterlife Nightclub (Third Update)
Afterlife Nightclub, where the legends of Night City gather.
What is a legend?
Most people think that a legend is a guy who caused big trouble for the company and was sent to the graveyard.
For example, Johnny Silverhand, the notorious terrorist who attacked Arasaka Tower in 2023 and detonated a nuclear bomb on it.
The nuclear bombs dyed the entire sky red, and the radiation clouds lasted for decades, and the red color lasted for decades.
This period is also called the "Red Age".
Another example is Morgan Blackhand, a guy who didn’t have many prosthetic transformations. He led a group of military soldiers into Arasaka Tower and broke through the heavy defenses of Arasaka Company in a few minutes, even that Super killer Adam Hammer's defense.
The Adam Hammer is actually a legend, and it still maintains the record of prosthetic transformation to this day.
I don’t think I can even get two kilograms of meat out of my whole body.
"If you want to be a big brother, you have to go to that kind of place. I'm starting to get excited."
In the car, Jack began to tell Lear and V science about those legendary deeds.
But you only need to hear this thing once or twice. Jack keeps mentioning this, which makes people feel a little bit pained.
Lear said helplessly: "Jack, can you calm down?"
V, who was driving, also looked disgusted: "Jack, I know that is a place for big shots, but you Saying this all the time makes me think that place is cheap.”
Jack shook his head to himself: "You have too many problems, too many problems."
V said while driving the car: "There is indeed one problem - let's drive this car Mackinac comes over? Doesn't it seem a bit cheap? Why don't you use your omnipotent car summoning skills to bring us a black sports car?
Speaking of this, why are you always staring at these broken cars? G240, Columbus V340, Viper."
"The cars are also equipped with individual ICE protection. When rushing for time, of course it will be faster to find cars that have been driven in the dark.
To be honest, I think I can hack a Beamon armored vehicle for you now. Do you want to drive it?”
"No, thank you. Does that mean you can really hack a sports car if I give you time?"
"Yes - as long as you don't mind the NCPD police cars always following you."
" Then forget it." V sighed, "If I had known better, I wouldn't have drank it every day. After drinking, you should buy a car first. Now, the Burger King Trading Idiot Big Shot team drove a big black pickup truck to the Afterlife Nightclub.
Not only the name is stupid, but the car they drive is also stupid. Stupid.”
Liel shrugged and made no comment.
About half a minute later, Jack said again: "Do you know, the Afterlife Nightclub used to be a morgue?"
Lil and V looked at each other helplessly——
Again Tell it again? !
From the outside, Laisheng Nightclub doesn’t look like a place where big business is discussed.
Dirty, messy, uninhabited apartment buildings, dark and damp floors.
However, the cars parked in the parking lot are indeed interesting - Alvaredo "Mission" and Thracian 388 Jefferson.
They are both very business and safe extended cars.
There is even an Herrera Gangster next to it - there are probably less than 1,000 of them in the world and no more than 10 in Night City. It is a treasure that is completely hand-made by the designer.
Watching this made V feel envious - as street kids, supercars like the Gangster GTS are what they grew up dreaming about.
In the final analysis, what they can feel most after growing up eating hundreds of thousands of meals is people's strong desire - after sex and drugs, the most important thing people value is money.
But just liking money seems too vulgar, but cars are different.
It symbolizes all the hard work of craftsmen and the combination of peak industrial technology to create such a luxury car.
This is worthy of pursuit.
Now she also began to like this place in the next life - maybe one day, they can also drive a car like this.
Jack's arm poked V: "How about it, chica, now you know how awesome the next life will be?"
"Whether you are good or not depends on what kind of work you can do - go in and take a seat."
Lille suddenly discovered the car that no one was paying attention to in the corner of the parking lot - it was their "old acquaintance" !
Columbus Freight V340!
“Look! V, I told you that even the big guys can drive this car!”
“You are stupid, then you can drive Columbus Freight from now on!”
Lear shook his head secretly: The brainwashing of consumerism is so terrible.
Just drive - I only have tens of thousands of dollars on my pocket, so why not drive this car? The car parked and the three of them walked towards the unremarkable-looking apartment building.
The outside of the nightclub is decorated with cheap neon strips, and the walls are covered with graffiti in various styles.
There were several customers standing outside with exaggerated hairstyles and clothing. Not only were they exaggerated, they also looked expensive.
Lille could even see someone wearing a pure leather coat - the original kind.
You must know that most of the creatures in this world have long been extinct. This kind of original leather coat is not cheap.
If you open the scanner to scan these people at this moment and apply to access the NCPD's criminal record database, the scan result will be:
"Does not exist, or you do not have relevant permissions."
Sitting outside the stairs leading to the basement are several men wearing cheap woven clothes. The implants on their bodies are simple and uncomplicated. It can be seen at a glance that they were modified for shooting. They are simple, direct and professional. .
They looked relaxed and seemed to be waiting for the live mercenaries.
Entering the underground, there is another passage before officially entering the next life. This place is filled with mercenaries in small teams, all equipped with a large number of combat prosthetics.
For such experts, the industry has a more vivid name for them.
Edgewalker.
When I work, I walk on the edge of the law, and my will is on the edge of collapse. Every time I take action, I feel like I am running on the edge of life and death.
Just as the three of them stepped into the passage leading to the nightclub, Lille's phone rang. The contact person was Roger.
The queen of the afterlife, the most powerful middleman in Night City.
Rogge: "I've heard your name from the priest a long time ago. I didn't expect you to come here after so long. I'm so calm."
Lille: "Shen You can't do a big job if you don't hold your breath. Do you think I've attracted the attention of the Queen of the Afterlife?"
Rogge: "It's interesting, little guy, let's go in."
Finally, passing through the corridor and passing by these edge walkers, the three of them arrived in front of the Afterlife Nightclub——
Here stood a big man about the same size as Jack, with his hands clasped in front of his belly, like a mountain. Stand there.
Seeing the three people from Lille walking straight towards them, he raised his right hand, briefly confirmed the identities of the three people, and then moved out of the way.
But the expression he looked at the three of them was a little strange.
Needless to say, it's all because of that damn name.
"This is it." Jack looked at the ordinary double doors, and through the glass, saw the flashing lights inside -
Step through the door.
The manic rock music that hits your face goes straight into your brain, and the pungent smell of smoke makes you wake up instantly.
Dazzling light pollution can be seen everywhere, and there are highly prosthetic mercenaries everywhere, low-key hackers wearing black leather jackets, and customers with valuable clothing
Every place, every place Every corner of the room might be talking about a big deal that would make headlines.
Everyone here may become the next legend and die on Arasaka Tower, or other good places suitable for becoming a legend.
Or maybe it will be found in the garbage mountain tomorrow, curled up in a box like a bunch of unwanted toys.
But no matter what, they all went to the real afterlife.
Jack was like stepping on clouds, surveying everything around him as he walked -
"The heart of the Night City! It's right here, beating all the time, do you hear it?< br>
Can you imagine that Susan Forrest, Old Snake, and even Morgan Blackhand have all sat on these stools and slept on this bar?"
Jack murmured at the bar as if in a dream Bian found a seat and sat down, with the dazzling lights in the bar dancing in his eyes.
V smiled and said, "It's our turn now. ”
Lille also sat next to them. It happened that an old lady wearing a yellow gown and black leather pants passed by at this time.
The two looked at each other and nodded. , I said hello.
Jack whispered: "I'll go, that's Rogge! The most powerful middleman in Night City! The queen of the next life! She looks at us!"
Liel waved his hand: "Okay Jack, You look like a stupid rookie."
The bartender came up at this time, with a smile on his face:
"What do you want to drink?"
(This chapter) End)