Chapter 584 An inspirational story that all young people need (Part 1)
“This wine is really strong, this is the place. It looks like a human being.”
V finished the dragon in his hand Tongue Lan commented later.
The venue is high-end, the drinks are top-notch, and in Dog Town, which is essentially a war zone, where it is unrealistic for people to even have a full meal, the Luxor Sports Academy is unbelievably high-end.
But the products here are children who have just begun to develop, and each one is equipped with an enhanced prosthesis that is likely to hinder their development.
If mercenary is a profession that burns lives, then these children just burn it slower.
People looking at the child on the stand are like looking at a product that has just appeared. It doesn't matter how big it is or whether it is a child. What matters is its model, data and specifications.
Different from the views of V and Jack, the Savage King nodded in approval: "Hey, the kids here are much better trained than those stupid sports academies in Night City, that's the idea
How can this half-like prosthetic body compare to a well-trained body?”
This made Jack speechless: “Brothers and sisters, do you think you can do this? How long to live? ”
The Savage King was not angry after hearing this. After all, everyone is a street guy: "If you didn't practice, you would have died on the street. And what do you think is a good thing for you Heywood to get tattoos and play with guns at such a young age? Then I will If you work so hard, you might die suddenly on the street tomorrow.”
This is a bit less tough: after all, these three men have already gone through scenarios where 99.9999% of people will die suddenly. , not once.
But she still finished speaking forcefully, and then added: "Our downtown fathers all regard your Heywood children as mentally retarded. They play with guns at a young age. These children practice sports. What's wrong with you?
If you don't believe me, ask this former master, Matt, for a few words."
"Uh, me?" Matt pointed at himself, "Me. I don’t know!”
"How did your father educate you?"
"Study hard, exercise, don't fool around with street kids, and find a good job in the future?"
The Savage King spread his hands: "I said that That's right, people will look down on you. We who live on the street are all the same in the eyes of others. We are all mentally retarded, life-threatening idiots, idiots. Don't judge me among disabled people."
After saying that, she reached out and patted Matt on the shoulder: "Boy, you have to know that not everyone has your conditions, and you are now. There are no such conditions anymore.
So, if you can’t practice to death, then practice to death, that’s right.”
V looked at Lear, as if wanting to hear what he had to say.
Liel sighed softly and said to V: "Actually, even when it comes to practicing sports, children from rich people have an advantage.
Look at Matt before and you will know Now, children with some money can enjoy a complete training plan and biological enhancement plan, which will not hurt the body and can achieve a physical fitness that is no less than that of these poor children who use prosthetics
Even if they use prosthetics. Physically, they are only occasionally stronger than these children who have had an enhancement plan since childhood - in so-called sports, willpower is one aspect, but today, the proportion of technical support is already quite high."
In fact. Even the will can be enhanced through a complete plan and nerve stimulation through brain-computer interface to suppress negative thoughts and force people to become addicted to something.
However, if these projects are to be implemented safely, they all require long-term, comprehensive, and scientific customized plans, which require a stable supply of pharmaceuticals, careful data analysis, and plan formulation.
The poor cannot support the team.
After hearing this, Matt's mood became even more subtle, and he couldn't help but said: "Then you can never win without money?"
The Savage King sneered at this: "90% of the boxers on the market, I can kill them with one punch."
"You like to brag, don't you?" Lear glanced at her.
The Savage King scratched his head: "At least 80%! Anyway, if I want to be a boxer, I will definitely be able to kill a lot of parallel imports!"
"Then I should be fine with 90%." Jack Le Hehe said, "We didn't have much money before, we just have a good brother."
The Savage King silently shut up, but what he was thinking in his heart was: You are more outrageous than having money, so don't say it. That’s it.
For these old fritters who have "successfully" found a way out, the content of the conversation just now was just fluff, but for a young man like Matt, it is not.
When young people see others having what they have but not themselves, when they see others being rich but they are poor, when they see others having hope but themselves not, confusion will take root:
Having money means having technology and a team, and even desire and will can be controlled and enhanced with the blessing of these things. Then all of this.
Matt looked at the teenagers on the stage who were about his own age in confusion. An athlete has a prosthetic body that should not be implanted at this age. The future may indeed be uncertain, but just looking at those prosthetic bodies, one can know that his future is already burning.
Compared to his own past, compared to the "sports" of those really rich people.
Matt murmured: "Then what's the point of all this?"
Confusion is just a seed. Lille glanced at him and said: "There is a very old saying: hard work may not necessarily lead to gain, but if you don't work hard, there will be no gain."
Matt bit his lip: "But."
Lil knew that it was time for his eldest brother to appear and tell inspirational stories, but the Savage King moved faster than him. The leader of the Animal Gang, the Savage King, suddenly lost his temper when he saw Matt's appearance, and slapped him on the face:
"But what but, you can't figure it out today, you should be here tomorrow Late at night, I feel miserable about why I don’t have a good parent. The day after tomorrow, you should buy a framed VR airplane cup online and hide it at home.
If you don’t use the opportunity, you might as well find a piece of land and kill yourself! It’s a shame that I practice with you every day.”
"I" Matt was a little aggrieved by being slapped, "I have been practicing for a long time."
"Huh?"
"I was wrong, big sister." Matt lowered his head sincerely, "I What a mistake.”
The Savage King sat down and asked for another glass of beer, thinking about it. I want to say: "The first time I boxed, I was fighting against an amateur player. His equipment was as good as that of a professional boxer. A boy from a rich family would practice Sanda whenever he had nothing to do."
"Then why doesn't he play professionally?"
The Savage King glanced at him: "You will understand later. In short, that bastard likes to rely on his own equipment to beat people in black boxing venues, and several people were killed.
A rich man 'Upper class people' have received higher education since childhood, are supported by a complete physical training plan, rely on advanced third-generation prosthetics, and have extraordinary reaction capabilities and strength. He has the strength to play with these guys who make a living by playing black boxing in underground places. In the end, no one dared to fight him. No one wanted to die.
You have had the opportunity to become that kind of idiot before. In the past, it was the kind of consumables he used for fun.”
Matt didn’t say anything, but his eyes conveyed a signal quite clearly: What next?
“Then.”
The Savage King smiled cruelly, as if he was indulging in memories, and spat as if he was punching.
Liel could notice that the subcutaneous hormone stabilizer near her trapezius muscle suddenly flashed a red light, as if she had actively entered a high-power posture for a moment.
Obviously, the Animal Gang does not like prosthetics and likes to use technology to exercise their muscles, but there are many types of prosthetics.
The Savage King's prosthetic body is mainly used to directly inject hormones and drugs between muscles, bones and nerves. Her degree of "prostheticization" is very low, but from the outside, you can still see a lot of Components of the hypodermic implant are exposed.
The concentration of hormones that maintain the operation of her body does not exist within the range of human body operation. Her blood is filled with pure drugs and artificial hormones——
No boss in Night City is useless, and she is the same.
The Savage King seemed to have pinched something, and her two arms made pinching movements out of thin air. Matt could clearly see the protruding muscles and blood vessels on her hands.
"Then I had a fight with him. My partner paid to find out the model of his prosthetic body. I knew his weaknesses and the endurance range of each muscle and skin. I knew I could win.
At first I I was beaten so violently by him that I felt like stars were shining in my eyes and I was dizzy. But he was too careless. He felt that he was invincible and that he was about to beat me to death. I still remember his expression at that time. Those who didn't know thought he was high C. .
I punched through his skin, and the impact interfered with the artificial glands. The excessive secretion of adrenaline made him feel better, but he didn't notice that the epidermal nerve circuit had short-circuited.
He felt that he was going faster, but not. On the contrary, he was even slower, so I punched him on the liver a second time. The metabolic optimizer was shocked, but the short circuit of the artificial gland accumulated high voltage and burned out on the spot. I was confused.
Then I attacked his jaw, joints, and head. I removed all the exposed prostheses and pulled out the cables hidden under his skin. He screamed like a caught mouse, haha. I smashed his prosthetic eye and crushed his head! "
The Savage King couldn't control his emotions when he said this. The bartender heard it, and the people next to her who were interested in her also heard it.
Not only heard it, but even heard it. I was fascinated, stunned, and a little scared.
The bartender didn't notice that the wine was spilled. The Savage King grabbed the bottle and poured it into his mouth. After finishing the drink, he wiped his mouth and continued. Said:
"Without the prosthetic body, he is just a rat. He is basically a waste. He has money, but he is a waste, but he is really difficult to kill.
He is not dead even if his head is broken. The trauma team is like He was buzzing like a fly, so I grabbed the trophy next to him and smashed him into a pulp
Haha, I still remember that my partner was like a monkey and kept shouting: This is not the plan, run! !
While running, I was regretting the neural implants that I smashed. It made me laugh. "
After saying this, the Savage King shook his head, and his body occasionally flashed red and yellow lights. The prosthetic body returned to normal.
Matt was dumbfounded by this, but he was a child, and children are curious about everything, so he was curious about what happened next.
He asked: "What happened next? The trauma team and the place where you were boxing."
"The trauma team only attacks people who block their efforts to save people. I had already smashed them before they came. It ruined their customers, so they could only watch me run away in a big way
The black boxing venue was disbanded. The company's public relations department is anxious. This guy is the backbone of biotechnology. The city center has been blocked for a long time.
Until I started, I led those brainless idiots to move around the city center. Until now, you. All the high-end black boxing venues you can find in Night City belong to me.”
The Savage King showed his somewhat blackened teeth and grinned——
The blackness is not due to being eaten by insects, but because the metal content exceeds the standard, and even reflects and shines under the light.
God knows this is the first set of teeth she has grown.
(End of this chapter)