The air slled of sterilizers and oil as I sat in Vik's ripper chair as he probes and prods the crazy tal prism Alex had sent . Can't say i'm an expert at reading faces but the expressions the old man was making at the screen showing the readings were making nervous. He sighed and rubbed his eyes before looking at .
"Be honest with kid, is this supposed rchant friend of yours a corp researcher?" he asked seriously.
"Definitely not." I said honestly.
What a joke, chooms a bona fide wizard for chros sake! Can't even imagine soone like him slaving away for so corps interest when they'd sooner stab him in the back.
"Then I have no damned clue how he got sothing like this thing. Kid as far I can tell this shit shouldn't even exist. We aren't talking fresh from the lab level tech here but stuff so advanced it's decades, maybe even centuries, ahead of everything else. Forget you, the corps would probably kill everyone in night city for this thing three tis over." He said wiping sweat from his brow.
"Is it really THAT big a deal?" I asked shocked.
"I don't even know what the hell this thing can do all the way, too advanced and that encryption might as well be in another language. What I do know though is that at the very least this thing is a neural interface the likes of which make even your sandy look like a party toy. Don't even get started on the readings this thing gives off, at least three alloys I can't identify and so kind of miniaturized energy core that's putting off an unknown form of radiation." he said seriously.
"Is it safe?" I asked worriedly.
"As far as I can tell but I really recomnd tossing the thing and forgetting it ever existed rather than chipping it in." he said sternly.
I shook my head "I trust my choom, hasn't let down yet." I said determined.
He sighed "Alright but let know imdiately if things start going wrong." he said disapproving but not trying to talk out of it.
He stabbed an injector in my arm at my wrist and typed in so stuff in the panel before stabbing an injector into his forearm that was pock marked with many needle holes from doing that often.-
His ripper glove that was a series of wired tools on his fingertips danced across my wrist as the skin was peeled off and the muscles and nerves expertly moved and set aside as he placed the prism in place and began to connect my flesh to the chro and my neural port pathway to it as well. The mont he did everything changed as code and strange symbols scrolled across my feed and the prism lit up with a faint white glow at the center of it.-
"Uh, is this normal?" I asked nervously.
"What is it kid? What are you seeing?" he asked seriously as he looked over my plugged in neural link data.
"There's all this code and weird symbols moving across my optics." I said honestly.
He looked at the data on the panel for a bit before answering.
"It looks like the thing is recalibrating your chro in real ti to suit itself. I've never seen anything like it. Your neural load is dropping rapidly though so it looks like it's for your benefit at least." he said with an amazed expression.
[Specin implant# 19932 recalibration and reboot complete]
[Admin connection severed.... authorization passed to host party.... specin implant full access mode ALPHA granted- all functions available.]
These words appeared in my optics in that strange glowing blue text and the strange bit in my arm started transforming under both of our astonished gazes. The tal that seed to have no seams split and shifted like a flower blooming as the light coming from it turned a bright red. Imdiately I also sort of just knew how to use the things functions and even what they were.-
A space bound to my ability to carry things, a series of innate "stats" that I could raise by "leveling up", an empty list of blueprints that I could instinctively craft if I had the materials and chro control with a thought. Even for the list of empty blueprints there was an option to access the local network to download all viable options. I couldn't help myself and thought about doing exactly that. The lights flickered in the clinic as the thing on my arm took control of my neural link cables flow of data and started pulling information back to it.-
"Kid talk to ! What's happening!?" Vick demanded in a panic.
"The implant, it's downloading blueprints." I said unsure.
"What blueprints!?" he demanded staring at the flashing screen.
"All of them." I said in awe.
"That's... impossible." his voice a whisper of denial but the proof was staring us dead in the face.
It only took a few monts but when the thing now part of was finished I confird it. Miles of blueprints of every type. Weapons, vehicles, buildings, chro, armor, dicine, workbenches, tools, EVERYTHING. I had the entirety of humanities collective creative knowledge that was on the net right there plain as day.-
"Dear god. This, this changes everything. I thought I'd seen everything but that." he pointed at the thing in my wrist "That thing is sothing else. Keep it safe kid. That thing is a ticket to the top of the world, maybe further. Just rember when you get there alright?" he said with the most serious look he's ever given .
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