Chapter 449 64. The Cyber Madman Commando will definitely become a sharp knife for us to stab the enemy (sure)
Cyberpsychosis is a very complex disease type unique to the 2077 era.
According to the "official definition", this thing is a collective name for all anxiety-related mental and personality disorders caused by implanted hardware and various behavioral modules including software.
In an era when prosthetic implants have become a trend, the emergence of such a disease seems inevitable, but V, the legendary mercenary of Night City, obviously has a different understanding of this disease.
At this time, Mason, who was sitting in a messy floating car heading to the cyberpsychotic asylum, was listening to V chatting about the mountains across the street. What this guy was bragging about was that he had sex with twenty-three super dangerous cybermaniacs before his last death. Desperate experience.
Mason listened carefully.
He felt that it was necessary to reserve this kind of knowledge in advance, because more and more prosthetic plug-ins were installed on Barbara, and if this continued, there was a certain chance that his elder sister would develop this troublesome disease.
But V is not so careful when telling stories.
He would always be attracted by the traces of something that had happened in the past thirty minutes on this floating car, even if the two parties involved, Harley and Quinn, had been forcibly sent back by Mason for excessive mischief. the real world.
"Your life has unlocked another achievement that makes countless male compatriots feel envious and jealous."
After telling the story about himself and the cybermaniac, V stopped talking and glanced at the torn sofa under his buttocks. He couldn't help but curl his lips and said:
"Your two girlfriends are so violent. I almost thought they were going to dismantle the float when I saw how frequently it was shaking."
"What's your look! It's obviously the same person."
Hearing V talk about this topic again, Mason scolded angrily:
"Harley and Quinn are her two different personalities, just because there must be something wrong with this damn brainwave uploading program, causing them to be separated here."
"Ah! Is that so?"
V's eyes immediately turned pitiful. He patted Mason on the shoulder and whispered:
"No wonder you have been asking about cyberpsychosis. Has your girlfriend's schizophrenia symptoms become so severe? But she doesn't have a prosthetic plug-in, right?
We here mostly rely on hormone blocking drugs to treat cyber lunatics, but I guess this stuff is useless for her symptoms.
Speaking of which, I once met a buddy who suffered from schizophrenia. He got himself a replica prosthetic body and separated his two personalities into a pair of brothers.
I mean, maybe you can suggest that little sister Hallie try this too.”
"I swear, V, if you bring the topic to my girlfriend again, I will shoot you!"
Mason's hand was already on the handle of the silver pistol at his waist. He shook his head and explained:
"I stress it once! My Harley does not need treatment! I like her crazy look! Be serious and continue talking about cyberpsychosis. I heard that the most elite members of the violent terrorist mobile team are senior Crazy? ”
"There is such a saying, but the specific circumstances are different."
V waved his hand and explained very seriously this time:
"Even if they are all madmen, there is a difference. The Terrorist Mobile Team only needs those cybermaniacs who have potential and actual combat experience and are obsessed with pathological killing.
They don't like 'second-rate stuff' that collapses due to too many prosthetics.
To put it simply, they just want murderers!
Before I was dead, a girl from the Terrorist Mobile Team invited me over again and again. The girl had a good figure and repeatedly hinted that she could go further with me.
Hey, but do I really look like a pathological murderer? ”
"Tsk, you really don't know your own image."
Mason curled his lips and recorded all the information collected so far in his notebook as research materials to relieve boredom in his spare time. Then he stretched his body and said to V:
"Hua Zi told me before that a considerable number of cyber lunatics are born in the world of Mikoshi every month. Their consciousness data is basically contaminated and can only be destroyed unless it is formatted.
But I think these madmen who are addicted to killing and destruction are still useful. This time I plan to leave the gods with cyberpsychosis data for 300 people. Please help me arrange it.
I mean, pick out some 'good stuff' for me. ”
"What you said is the same as those traffickers who cut off kidneys."
V complained:
"Are you going to use these guys with serious self-destructive tendencies as death squads? It's not a bad idea. These guys are crazy and hopeless. As long as you give them enough bullets and weapons, they will be happy to see you. All living beings, including myself, are sieved.
Especially those veterans who have participated in corporate wars. They all have rich combat experience and also suffer from post-traumatic sequelae.
In addition, they are generally equipped with military prosthetics, killing people is like killing chickens. The most powerful of these guys can kill the pioneer team below C level like pigs.
I can also choose a group of cyberpsychopaths who specialize in engineering for you. These guys like to manipulate heavy machinery to create massacres, and they are all good at operating mechas.
What's even more rare is that they are not afraid of death.
In fact, there is no longer any sense left in their jumbled brains.
But the number of three hundred people is a bit small.
The total of the seven shelter stations in the City of Light far exceeds this number. Let me give you 500 people to pack up and take away the most dangerous data, which is supposed to reduce the burden on the city. ”
"Okay, you can take the data directly to Judy after you have chosen."
Mason nodded and said:
"She will download the consciousness data from the host server in the Afterlife Bar, and I will prepare a prosthetic body for them to kill. Also, V, let me ask you something more sensitive."
He lowered his voice and said to V, who was smoking:
"Who has Adam Hammer's personality data now?"
"Huh?"
This name seemed to arouse some bad memories for V. He blew out a smoke ring and frowned and said:
"This thing is not on the same level as cyberpsychosis. That lunatic who advocates self-transformation is a leader even in the legendary mercenary industry.
His fighting consciousness basically belongs to the highest-end type of butcher and murderer that this world can cultivate. After I killed him back then, Heavy Hammer's personality data was recovered by Rogge's people.
It is still in the hands of the old aunt. It is the collection at the bottom of the box in her hand.
But what do you want this thing for?
Mason, with all due respect, although Heavy Hammer advocates force, he has a brain and is not easy to control. ”
"I am now trying to transfer the onboard AI I am currently using to a more advanced power armor. Although she is compatible with controlling Fenrir heavy armor, some sensitive information in my exclusive AI cannot be disclosed.
Considering that the downgraded version of the Fenrir armor will soon be distributed to elite personnel as servant army equipment, I think it is better to set up a separate combat AI system specifically for these heavy power armors used for assault. ”
Mason explains:
"But I'm too lazy to put in the effort to re-calibrate a combat AI that is slowly maturing, so I plan to use Adam Hammer's consciousness data to modify it and make a combat program or something.
That guy's rich combat experience is enough for a power armor to deal with most enemies in automatic mode.
Please help me ask Rogge if he can part with me.
Anyway, the feud between her and Heavy Hammer is all because of that idiot Johnny Silverhand. Now that Silverhand is living a carefree life, it will only take a minute for the old aunt to want to renew her relationship with him. I even suspect that they may do it in private. On.
I'm willing to spend money to buy it, please give me a message. ”
"Our relationship will be ruined if we talk about money."
V waved his hand, patted his chest with a generous look and said:
"Don't worry, this matter will be handled beautifully for you, but I also know that you, Mason, are a showman, and you will definitely not be willing to let you take our things for nothing.
So, why don’t you make a few more of the powerful guns you made for Captain Morgan last time?
That thing is very powerful! I like. ”
"Okay, I'll help you with it when you're free."
Mason checked the time on his watch and signaled the float vehicle to descend to the Second Mental Hospital of Night City. V took him to the critical and critical patient area to select his favorite cyberpsychotic commando.
This is just like fucking supermarket shopping.
Mason didn't know it until he saw it. He was really shocked when he saw it. The various cyber lunatics in this small second asylum were an eye-opener.
There are those who plucked out their own skin to scare people, those who claimed that they were the reincarnation of the data witch Lilith, and those who turned on tactical optical camouflage and walked around pretending to be thieves 24 hours a day. The most outrageous brother gave it to him. The ward is surrounded by induction-triggered landmines, revealing a lunatic who knows who will come and who will die.
There were also two guys discussing in a serious manner in front of Mason and V about a mysterious blue-eyed gentleman and the outrageous story of an alien overlord from Alpha Centauri secretly manipulating the world.
Everyone is talented and possesses unique skills. In the end, the captain simply waved his hand and asked for them all.
After all, it’s just taken back and used as cannon fodder, so Mason doesn’t mind being shabby.
After finishing these things, Mason returned to the data interaction point and returned to the material world. The white light in front of him danced in his retina and slowly dimmed. He sat up from the hacker chair, and there were only other things left in the computer room in front of him. Harley was dozing next to him, and Judy and Barbara were busy editing Mewtwo in the computer room.
Mason's sister and her best friend were sitting on a chair very intimately, chatting and discussing the hacking skills she had just learned. Their familiarity was like the conversation between good best friends.
But considering Judy's unique preferences.
Mason really felt a moment of silence for Young Master Grayson. If he didn't work harder, his marriage would be in jeopardy.
"唰"
The projection of Consus appeared behind Mason's shoulder, and the Isu ghost said to him:
"I'm ready. We can contact Xiao Shen now. I believe Cassandra is also looking forward to meeting you for the second time."
"Yeah."
Mason nodded, stepped forward to wake Harry up, and deliberately coughed a few times to make Judy, who was guilty of committing a crime, quickly take away her hand on Barbara's waist.
The captain came over and told Judy to remember to download the "special consciousness data" transmitted by V, and then glared hard at Barbara, who seemed to have a "guilty conscience", and then left the computer room with Harley.
Flash's cosmic treadmill was still in the watchtower. Mason had to inform his boss to send a Battery to pick him and Harley up. While waiting at the Afterlife Bar, he thought about it in his office and decided to give it to Big Flash. Make less calls to explain the situation.
In less than ten minutes, the young man came to the bar in a hurry.
Not only did he dress up like the most dashing handsome guy, he also held a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in his hands.
But when Mason watched the happy-faced elder sister being taken away by the young man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the top-floor office, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap!
Barbara has repeatedly emphasized that the relationship between her and Judy is pure friendship.
So is there such a possibility?
The ambiguous scene just now was just two best friends joining forces to put on a show for Mason, so that Mason, who likes to worry, could act as a messenger to remind the young man who came in and was busy practicing martial arts to treat his fiancée?
The more Mason thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Especially a few minutes later, when he saw the lovable Judy leaving the bar hand in hand with a chic long-legged local girl wearing a cap and a leather coat, he became more determined in his idea.
Oops, I'm being used as a gunman! Do you still have the nerve to call yourself level 9 smart?
"This! This, this, this! Every one of them is worried!"
Mason yelled angrily and incompetently in the office:
"How about focusing on serious things! Bastards, they are all bastards! How can we succeed in the great cause of doomsday salvation with you bastards?"
"Don't be angry, sweetheart. If you are angry, your health will be bad."
Harley came over with the fruit plate, twisted the strawberries and brought them to Mason's mouth.
She tried her best to act like she had nothing to do with this matter. Hey, it was definitely not the idea for Barbara and Judy that she, the little clever girl, got bored waiting just now!
This is Barbara too!
She doesn’t know the skills to capture a man’s heart at all. If the alien princess Spark Girl really pries her buttocks away, there will be times when she cries!
"Did you reach any agreement with Quinn?"
Mason looked down at his watch. There were still a few minutes before the Bat Fighter arrived. While preparing things, he said to Harley, who was sitting on the desk shaking his legs:
"I feel like she's been appearing more and more frequently recently, which is quite scary."
"Yes."
Harley chewed the apple, tilted her head and said cutely:
"Quinn is usually cared for and I feel very pitiful in my heart, and she also likes to stay with her little sweetheart. I can't ask myself to stay away from you, can I?
So after a few fights with Quinn in her sleep, we agreed that I would take two-thirds and she would take one-third, and it would be best for everyone.
Ahem, of course it’s not because I can’t beat Quinn!
It's definitely not because of this that I compromised, I just pity her! ”
"It's too much trouble."
Mason shook his head.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration, then took something out of his bag and hesitated before handing it to Harley.
Robin Girl looked at the jewelry box in her hand in surprise.
She thought it was the little sweetheart who was going to give her another gift, but when she opened it, she found a hexagonal gray stone inside with a tiger pattern like a stick figure on it.
Harley didn't know what it was and picked it up.
But the moment the fingers were clasped, a black and white light burst out from the Yin Yang Tiger Talisman and enveloped Harley, causing her to "split in two" in her exclamation.
Don't get me wrong!
It wasn't a terrifying split in two like cutting it in the middle or cutting it from the waist, but just like the copying magic, a new "Harley" was created out of thin air in front of Harley's eyes.
This is the effect of the Yin Yang Tiger Talisman.
It can separate the light and dark sides of the soul to form two individuals, but for special schizophrenia patients like Harley, the magical effect of the Yin Yang Tiger Talisman can make Harley and Quinn have two personalities. appear simultaneously.
The two crazy beautiful girls looked at each other in surprise, and then looked down at the talisman in their hands.
The originally complete Yin Yang Tiger Talisman had been divided into two pieces along the curved Tai Chi arc from the center, and was held in the hands of two beautiful girls respectively.
"Wow! Sweetie is great! I love this thing."
Harley cheered, she jumped up from the table into Mason's arms, hugged Mr. K's face and ate it.
Relatively speaking, Quinn, who was more conservative, was not so excited, but she still grabbed the tiger charm and stepped forward, and pecked Mason hard on the lips when Harley raised her head.
Cheering in front of you and supporting you in front of you, tsk, awesome, brother!
"You little rascal!"
The more evil and steady Quinn leaned into Mason's ear, licked her lips and said in the bad girl's signature hoarse voice:
"Do you want to separate me from Harley because you like the feeling of 'double bad' before? You are so greedy!"
"No! I don't like it at all. That kind of thing is a bit too advanced for me, who is conservative."
Mason snorted with a straight face.
While the Bat fighter in optical camouflage form hovered slowly outside the window, he coughed, held Harley and Quinn's waists with both hands, and said to them:
"I just don't want you two to quarrel because of me. Although it's a bit strange to say this, you are all my wings. Only when both wings are there, can I fly higher.
Plus, Harley, and Quinn!
I now officially appoint you as the commander of the cyberpsychotic commando team under K Squad.
I believe that under your shocking and unique command style, this special team will become our deadliest knife to the enemy's heart at some point in the future! "Yes!" Little sweetheart! ”X2
(End of chapter)