Chapter 1146: Chapter 787 Newcor Chapter 1146: Chapter 787 Newcor The sunlight stread through the glass windows, lighting up the apartnt in front of .
A new day had begun.
“Good morning, Night City————!”
The voice from the radio echoed throughout the apartnt as D opened her eyes and slowly sat up, yawning. At the sa ti, the voice of Lumiaire reached her ears.
“Good morning, Great Judge.”
“Morning, Lumiaire. What’s the situation?”
“There’s a call from Logue, seems to be about an assignnt.”
“I see, call them back.”
“Understood.”
Accompanied by the ringing of the phone, D stood up, changed into a fresh set of clothes and then walked over to the floor-to-ceiling windows, gazing out at Night City. Just then, the call connected.
“Morning, D. Did you finally wake up?”
“Early to bed and early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise, what do you want?”
“To make a long story short, I have an assignnt for you, co here and we’ll talk.”
“What kind of assignnt can’t be discussed over a call but requires to co to Next life?”
“Anyway, you’ll know when you get here. I won’t screw you over.”
“Alright.”
After ending the conversation, D hung up, washed her face, and then turned to leave the apartnt. She drove at top speed all the way to Next life.
As her white sports car roared into the parking lot and stopped with a steady drift in a parking space, the nearby crowd involuntarily lowered their voices. They looked on with various complex expressions as the girl in a white robe with a hood walked out of the sports car and headed towards the Next life nightclub, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Half a month had passed since D signed a contract with Logue. During this ti, D’s reputation in the rcenary circles had been nothing short of explosive.
First of all, it was quite a sensation that an unmodified human dared to barge straight into Next life unassisted to seek out a top interdiary like Ben. Of course, this was based on the premise that she succeeded; had she failed, she would have just beco another laughingstock in the underworld of Night City. Not only did she knock down people from Next life in front of everyone, but she even won Logue’s favor, which made others extrely envious.
More importantly, she was unmodified.
In other words, there wasn’t a single part of this girl that had been cybernetically enhanced, which was quite rare in Night City. The only equipnt she carried was what looked like a portable terminal that humans from the dieval period would use, as well as a pair of holographic information glasses.
Yet, this unmodified human who would normally be seen as the lowest echelon in Night City had beco the most famous rcenary in just half a month.
Of course, the legendary tale among the rcenaries about D’s rise to fa was her debut battle—according to rumors, Logue wanted to test her skills, so she took D to a Scavenger base and instructed her to kill the leader. Everyone knew how brutal the Scavengers were, so even rcenaries were unwilling to make enemies of those perverts who manufactured corpses and harvested organs.
But after listening to Logue’s explanation, the girl simply said, “Wait for .”
Then, she opened the car door and walked into that base.
Monts later, she ca back with the leader’s head.
And throughout that base, dozens of Scavengers were wiped out, all killed to the last man.
The whole process took less than five minutes.
Nobody knew how she did it. They only knew that all those Scavengers were dismbered, killed so thoroughly there was nothing left.
Honestly, as a debut story, D’s was already the stuff of legends.
While that’s true, D wasn’t very popular among the rcenaries. They didn’t take to her well, not because she wasn’t approachable. But because D’s very existence was a mockery to them—the power they obtained at great expense to themselves, sacrificing everything to augnt their bodies, still fell far short of an unmodified human’s. What then was the point of their sacrifices?
To grow stronger, they risked becoming Cybernetic Madn, exchanging their flesh for machinery, and yet they still stood no chance against their opponent—indeed, this realization could lead one to question their existence.
Passing through the doors and going downstairs, D arrived once again at the entrance of the Next life nightclub—incidentally, since the last incident, the number of security guards at the entrance of Next life had increased from one to four. After all, countless fools inspired by D’s story wanted to gatecrash Next life to make a na for themselves.
Of course, they all got thrown out.
Moreover, after increasing the security, Next life also invited D to test it.
The result… well, they were still a bunch of pushovers.
After all, even a hundred more wouldn’t stand a chance against her.
Seeing D, the bodyguards stepped aside, watching with complex expressions as the girl entered Next life without even giving them a glance. She then made her way to her usual spot where Logue was already waiting for her.
“Hello, D, you’re here.”
“What’s the issue?”
D sat opposite Logue, staring at her with a mixture of dissatisfaction and annoyance.
“You know I don’t like the sll of smoke and I hate this noisy music.”
At D’s complaint, Logue let out a light chuckle and lifted her glass.
“How about a drink? Whiskey?”
“No, I’ll just have a soda.”
“Really, you’re still like a child.”
“Thinking smoking, drinking, and doing drugs make you a mature adult, that is the real childish thought.”
D opened an ice-cold can of Lolli-Monkey, took a sip, and spoke.
“So in my eyes, those imrsed in this are just overgrown children, anxious, ignorant, lost. They have no place in this world, and they don’t know what they should do. That’s why they scream and shout like kids, throwing tantrums to vent their dissatisfaction.”
“What, you want to go from rcenary to philosopher?”
“It’s just a spontaneous thought, don’t mind it.”
D shook his head. In his view, this city was actually no different from Hive City, where civilians struggled desperately to survive as slaves, while the Emperor above enjoyed opulence and wealth. Beneath the seemingly glamorous surface of Hive City lay a place tainted with filth and evil shadows.
“So, why did you call here exactly?”
“Firstly, the commission… Claire Deedrick, a student, has been captured by the Vortex Gang; the client is her father, who hopes to get her out as soon as possible.”
“That’s it?”
Looking at the chip that slid across the table, D frowned.
“You called to Next life night club just for this?”
“Of course not just for this, I also have a partner to introduce to you.”
“A partner?”
“That’s right.”
As he spoke, Logue snapped his fingers, and then D saw a girl with bright white shoulder-length hair walk in, her expression sowhat tense and stiff.
“Let introduce you, this is Lucy, who just arrived in Night City not long ago, a hacker with decent skills. You could use a hacker’s help, couldn’t you?”
“I don’t need any hackers.”
D stared at the girl nad Lucy, who stood there with a stiff and tense expression.
“You should know, I’ve always completed every mission smoothly, without triggering any alarms, and without…”
“Right,”
However, before D could finish, Logue cut him off, turning her head to stare at D.
“Right, you’ve completed every mission smoothly, every single ti without triggering alerts nor getting noticed by the outside world. But that’s exactly the problem. Tell , how does a pure natural without any cybernetic implants hack into networks?”
“Don’t I have a personal terminal?”
“That antique you’re holding from fifty years ago? Are you mocking all the hackers in Night City?”
Logue glanced at D’s personal terminal and snorted coldly.
“Listen up, D, if you don’t want to tell, then I don’t want to know how you do it—we in this business know too well that knowing too much isn’t good. But you can’t stop others from wondering, can you? Once you draw the corporations’ attention, that’s a whole different ball ga—think about it, when they find out soone can hack into networks, paralyze devices, and cut off communications without any implants, what do you think they’ll do to you?”
“No matter what they want to do, they first have to catch .”
“You’re not underestimating the corporations, are you?”
“To be honest…”
D put down his can of cola.
“In my view, those capitalist lackeys pose absolutely no threat at all, so…”
[Wait a mont, Great Judge]
However, just as D was about to refuse Logue’s offer, suddenly, Lumiaire’s voice echoed in her ear.
[If possible, please agree]
“Why? With you here, I don’t need any other hacker’s help.”
Hearing Lumiaire’s suggestion, D slightly raised an eyebrow.
[…I think she needs help]
“…?”
D tilted her head, looking back at Lucy again, who clearly beca uncomfortable under D’s scrutinizing gaze. Clearly, after half a month in Night City, D had co to understand the city to so extent—a city of independence, but also a haven for countless people trying to escape their past. In fact, most rcenaries ca here to avoid so dark histories.
There must be sothing similar with this girl, though Lumiaire had never made such a request before.
“…All I need to do is keep her, correct?”
D quietly sighed inwardly, looking towards Logue.
“Right, I will gradually start spreading the word that you have an excellent hacker backing you up. That way, everyone can accept it better.”
“Fine.”
As he spoke, D picked up the chip and stood up.
“Is that everything? Then let’s get to work.”
“You’re still the sa workaholic as always.”
“This isn’t just work for , Logue.”
D turned around and looked at Logue.
“This is an interesting ga.”
Then she began to speak.
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