"It's impossible. Don't dream."

Nothing's possible, Johnny. What are you talking about.

"She's straight, do you understand? You double son, I really don't understand your brain circuit. Do you want to go up when you see the beautiful one? "

I am simply appreciating the beauty of human beings. You smelly men who engage in gender narration know how to use a hammer!

"Let me calculate, how many people have you had sex with in your spare time? Wow, I can't even count it!"

You have the face to talk about me! When you are a rock musician, how many flesh and blood around you all day!

"You know what! That's art

I've never seen art in bed!

"They're in love with me for the sake of art! They're not talking to me, they're talking to art! "

You'd better save that for the police!

I'm not going to fight with Johnny. It's not worth it. If he's a living man, maybe I can scold him to death, but he's dead. It's a waste of life to be angry with him.

Floating car is completely out of the way, Dang long to a panoramic view of the desert fall.

Then adekado's rescue team rushed to help. Maybe it's autumn wind. I'm not sure. Anyway, if it's profitable, the tribe's wanderers won't miss the chance. The radio station is full of their communication sound all the way, Panan is very anxious, but because of pulse interference, her signal can't pass. By the time we got to the point where the float fell, the battle was over.

Scorpion died, not only him, the rescue team was destroyed, only Mitch was captured, barely survived.

I don't know them very well. I won't be sad how many people die. I'm sorry for parnan.

I have to say that scorpion's motorcycle is good. With it, I can brag to Jack. It's more convenient to drive in the night city. The scorpion's body burned in the car under the cliff. When I went to the funeral that day, the fog was still very heavy. When I got to the place, the fog was all gone. Scorpion died inexplicably, night city to eat people are always careless, like a lion to a person, sometimes you can survive, because it is not hungry. Scorpion, after his death, left a more complex and distinct impression on me than before.

"V, is there anything you want to say?"

I shook my head.

After scorpion's funeral, I stayed in the tribe for two days. I still wanted to persuade Panan to go to the night city with me, but she seemed determined to stay here. The tribal leader sol and she have different political views. It's all about housework. Panan is just a rebellious girl. But she's really popular in the tribe. I once heard from the mercenaries in the afterlife that the vagrants are like a group of lions. When the new leader appears, there will be clear factions in the tribe. They spare no effort to support their companions without reservation.

I have a feeling in my heart that parnan may become the new leader. She is a responsible girl. They love the tribe's companions deeply. They are like family members. They spend almost the same time in the night city. They are familiar with the people in the gang and the neighborhood. They all warm up in groups at the bottom. Those petty bourgeois youths often make some strange remarks, saying that they envy the life of ordinary people and help each other just like big families. No, what they envy is the collective imagined in their mind, which can endlessly warm their post-modern empty soul.

From small to large, what makes me feel warm is the Birdy bar of Lu Zongping. Strange to say, as soon as I leave the bottom, I immediately want to get rid of the past, just like the sleepers who wake up from my dream. Everyone is like this. After I have developed, I don't want to recall the hard days in the past. Only that bar, the next life nightclub can't compare with the feeling there.

Panan treats me to drink in the tribal bar every day. I stay here mainly to help her upgrade her car Tingwei. To be honest, the machine guns on the roof are really not easy to use. Such unstable weapons will give users a bit of hardship sooner or later.

She likes me more and more, but not as I expected.

Jonny can talk sarcastic, he affectation in the bar after the liquor, but he only can drink out of the liquor, digital alcohol can not pour the soul of the night city.

It's time for me to go.

But together, the biochip in my brain gave me a hard blow. I was in terrible pain. If I had this half pain in the future, I would not give birth. Every time it's like ten thousand children trying to get out of my head, it's a shame to faint in pain.

As the plot continues to advance, the frequency of headaches is increasing, and Biochips continue to corrode my nervous system. It's killing. I may have no time to regret, fixed headache at least once a day forced me to solve the plot, otherwise let it hurt me to death, it is not worth it.

It was the next day when I woke up. It's overcast and windy in the bad soil. The radio weather forecast says that there will be rain in many areas of the night city.

I was still lying in bed with my eyes open. A phone call from Judy Alvarez said Evelyn had committed suicide. She wanted me to go there as soon as possible.

I said, "OK, come right away." But I don't want to go there at all. Evelyn died when she died. Her fate is very miserable. Poor girl, life forces her to have no choice. She can be killed by the aftereffects of her involvement in the desert.

Judy's tone on the phone is very bad, and the expression in the video is also very ugly. It seems that there are a lot of tears.

i don't care.

How sad she is, how sad it has nothing to do with me. Evelyn messed up all this. I've made a living in the night city, and now my life is ruined because of one of her broken assignments. Not only destroyed, but also completely became a lie. Now she is dead, but who cares about my life?

The plot doesn't treat me as a person, and the NPCs controlled by the plot don't treat me as a person.

"V, don't be angry."

Why can't I be angry? Can't I be angry with you, Johnny silverhand?

"You can't blame others. It's naive. How does that bullshit say? Life gives you a lemon, and you make it into lemonade. You have to be open. Anyway, your life is at stake. It's better to meet the needs of the people around you. Think of it as doing good. "

That's easy to say. I didn't expect you to be a psychotherapist. You cold-blooded electronic bastard, what position do you have to blame me? Without you, I would not have suffered at all!

"You would have died without me! Dead in the garbage, rotten bodies. "

"Are you awake? It scared me. Are you better? " Parnan's hands are rough and warm.

I don't want to say anything.

In the blind darkness, Panan kept stroking my cheek, like my mother.

"What's the matter with your body? You vomited blood yesterday It's a pity to let a cool girl like her comfort others, but I don't need anyone's comfort.

"Tell us what's difficult, adekado will always stand behind you."

No, thank you.

All I see is darkness.