Chapter 984 Interlude (Today I will take a shorter break)
[Radio: The citizens of Night City, we have been involved in a war, and in fact, it is the war we started. 】
[Broadcast: As you can see, we drove away the company, drove away the new United States and the European Community, burned their stinky money, rejected their rule, and what followed was their angry bullets. 】
[Broadcast: The new United States has been beaten up by us, and the European Community is also afraid of us! 】
【Broadcast: You may ask, what are they afraid of? 】
[Broadcast: He is afraid that we will have a full meal! 】
[Broadcast: They don’t know that they are afraid of us having enough food, and they are also afraid that we can live comfortably at home, enjoy normal food, warm heating, and convenient life]
[Broadcast: They just don’t want us to live well! Otherwise, no one would buy their junk products! 】
[Broadcast: If you have your own house, the real estate company will have no place to collect rent; if you are in good health, the medical company will have no patients to pay tribute; if you live a safe life, the security company will have to drink the northwest wind; if you have enough food, the food company will go bankrupt! 】
【Broadcast: They are afraid that they will never be able to suck blood from us again! 】
Ryan's voice echoed in the underground city-
There is no noble goal in his mouth, it is pure hatred, it is pure expression, and the company does not want them to live a good life at all.
This kind of idea seems a bit incredible in the world, but here everyone agrees: because life is indeed like this.
The house must be rented, and the air must be paid for taxes. The food is made of minced insects and chemical additives. The medicine is needed because the company poisons the water source, and the prosthetic body is bought for a loan at work. Of course, the reality is very complicated. Everyone ignores that some of the money was collected by the Night City Hall before, such as this air tax.
The reality is that Night City has indeed improved, and the result is getting better and better. At the same time, more and more companies are anxious, and finally become what they are now.
Yes, political relations, social relations, and diplomatic relations may be very complicated. It may be possible that one super small essay after another can be extended in the brainstorm of experts, but ordinary people rely on their intuition to feel the world, and their feelings are:
Our life has improved, and the company is anxious! I was so anxious that I bit people!
The ground vibrates from time to time, and the broadcast sound is accompanied by intermittent noise. Those who know how to know how to know how to know how to know how to tell, this noise comes from another world.
The people around walked quickly in the passage, and the underground city began to become crowded because of the influx of incoming people, walking through the viscous air.
Johnny never thought that the city that had been away from for 50 years would become what it is now:
"I'll go. The soft boys in Night City actually drove away the company and fought with Night City. They could still be full of energy while hiding underground. Am I dreaming?"
At this moment, he was stuffed into a humanoid robot. Although there was no big cannon, it felt good to be able to move freely.
He has been like this for a while, and Roger also knew that the robot was filled with the soul imprint of Johnny's silver hand.
To be honest, she thought this was good. If Johnny occupied a person's body, even if it was no different from his decades ago, and even if the original body appeared in front of her, she would feel confused.
But Johnny now can distinguish Johnny from a humanoid robot that looks very similar to a human, but has no facial features and muscles.
Or it is not that difficult to accept this reality.
The busy underground city is running at full speed. Taking a deep breath is the strongest industrial atmosphere of engine oil and fuel. Roger said: "This place is not so crowded in normal times. It looks much more advanced. Now it is like a shelter, full of people."
"I can imagine that the group of brainless people in the stinky ditch are all crowded in the smelly ditch and taking drugs to watch super dreams masturbate, but I can't imagine that they hide in the dungeon and work and fight honestly." Roger smiled: "I am the same. In terms of personal charm, Lille is the real leader of the Night City."
"Personal charm?" Johnny was still stubborn, "Putting a nuclear bomb into someone else's mouth is not personal charm."
"It's almost done, do you think that you can't control the thing in your crotch like you are the personal charm? Or do you think that holding a passionate concert under the Arasaka Tower to deceive innocent people into making smoke bombs is more powerful than taking wars in the whole city?"
Johnny couldn't speak, but he still laughed and pointed at Roger in the exclusive posture of the second-rate man: "This is the crazy woman I know. If you catch anyone, it seems that I have no charm to you without the big cannon."
"But you are not the Johnny I know. After all, you can't take drugs without the big cannon."
"This may be a good thing." Johnny put away his smile and looked at every passing face.
He also remembers some fans under the Arasaka Tower. The fans' faces were full of fanaticism and mustered up the greatest courage in their lives to make trouble in front of the Arasaka Tower.
In the past, he felt that he was awesome and encouraged people to do things they dare not do, but now it seems that the madness and real tenacity are still different.
People cannot fight crazy wars without reason, and they cannot win the future through this madness.
This sentence really shocked Roger, so shocked that she couldn't speak at once: ".?"
Johnny continued, "I may have been changed by that guy. Now I have a much clearer mind, just as I was born by my mother. Without extra dopamine and adrenaline, the small head cannot control the big head. But I always feel like I need new inspiration - Night City, your rock king is back!"
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Johnny stood in the hurrying crowd like an out-of-control robot, raising his arms as if he wanted to embrace the entire dungeon! "But first." Roger took out a tablet and confirmed it, "This place is not idle. There is no place for you to squat and think about arrangements and lyrics every day, you have to go to the assembly line."
"Ah?" Johnny's arms that had just raised froze. "I'll go to the assembly line?"
"Nonsense, do you think this is a supply of you, an outdated rock star? You can find your old guy. If you want to form a band, I will apply to put you in the assembly line-I'll take care of you."
Johnny was suddenly deflated, but even he would not think about violating Lille's policies.
He could only think in his heart dissatisfied: This is a hairy personal charm.
After Roger dejectedly, Johnny was more like a robot that was installed incorrectly. Fortunately, Night City is now used to these strange robots.
"Uh, that's Johnny Silverman?"
Jack passed by Roger and looked at the robot following behind Roger.
Lill pointed to the robot and said, "Did you see it? That's Johnny Silverman, OK, let's leave after watching the legend."
"Why does it feel a little lost?"
"It doesn't matter if he loses his belongings, let's not lose his belongings. That's probably all the legends that are still alive in Night City. Get ready to deal with the real 'legend' warrior."
(This chapter ends)