Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 753 - 243: What a Coincidence, You Came Here to Pee Too

A few hours earlier.

Brother Ni told the other three that he was going to take a leak, but he wasn't really going to find a random spot in Dog Town to pee. Instead, he planned to slip away from the group to hide and wait for the right moment.

These outsiders did not understand the power divisions at Long Beach Waste Yard. Those like Rorschach, Rorschun and Luo Chun, knowing just their names wasn't much help. The Potato duo searched all of Night City but couldn't find Solomon Lid.

So the best plan was not for them to search for people but to let people come to them.

Wildman contacted a batch of players who hadn't yet gone off to die in Gemstone Cyan or other dangerous areas to come to Long Beach and help—not to do anything else but to lure the snakes out of their holes.

Brother Ni, hiding in the shadows, soon noticed someone tailing Wildman and the others as they hawked bottled water but didn't make a move, instead following the lackey back to report, all the way to Rorschach's hideout.

Not knowing who was the boss of the hideout, Brother Ni chose to stand guard outside to avoid alerting the enemy.

After all, one must have self-awareness. Brother Ni knew if he entered, his bad luck would surely cause him to be exposed through some accident. He'd reported this bug many times on the forum but got no feedback, feeling it was targeting him as an old player.

But now he had to relieve himself, having eaten a meal followed by a series of activities. Soon he was desperately in need.

Due to system harmony, Player's cybernetic augmentation options didn't include lower body branches, and after some time, it was truly unbearable.

To avoid letting sounds of relief leak out, Brother Ni had to use an empty bottle he carried as a storage container.

"Phew...."

As he enjoyed the sensation of relief, suddenly, footsteps came from the staircase of the abandoned building where he was hiding. Thinking his bad luck was acting up, he quickly clenched to stop the water flow and involuntarily reached for the axe handle strapped to his belt.

The guy coming up the stairs seemed unaware that Brother Ni was an outsider, and instead greeted him by patting his back cheerfully, causing Brother Ni's held water to spill.

"So, you came here to pee too, huh."

"Ha ha.... yeah, quite a coincidence."

Brother Ni cursed this idiot in his heart; that slap nearly made him spill on himself.

But that guy, like a chatterbox, seized Brother Ni—fellow pee pal—as an excuse to ramble, acting as if they were old friends.

"Gosh, you're so fancy, using a bottle to catch it while peeing. What, are you planning revenge on someone you don't like?"

Of course, it's you I don't like.

But Brother Ni kept calm, holding his lower back and pulling a pained expression.

"Urine test, probably smoked too much. Been feeling kidney discomfort lately, gonna have a cybernetic doctor check what's wrong."

"Ha."

The driver proudly gestured toward his own bottom, boasting:

"Enhanced circulation kidney, no problem smoking however much. X990-Cannon, top-notch goods, good gun with good ammo, awesome, right?"

"Ha ha—"

Brother Ni suddenly laughed, genuinely amused.

Unaware why the other was laughing, the driver joined in.

Joy is contagious.

"Idiot."

Brother Ni dumped the body in an inconspicuous corner, wiped the blood off his axe with the guy's underwear, then donned the guy's jacket, mimicked the guy's hairstyle, luckily both had black hair, hard to spot a difference without close inspection.

"This guy's a driver?"

The voice of a cold girl came through the channel: "He is. His data request list has many connection codes to the same 620-Ragna vehicle, red-bodied. I've overwritten your identity info with his, but be careful not to be deeply scanned, and don't connect to their intranet, you'll be exposed."

Straightforward, Brother Ni couldn't detect any emotion in all that talk.

"Got it. But could you add a bit of emotional fluctuation when introducing? Otherwise, people might think I'm talking to some rogue AI."

"I had autism as a child, it's always been like this."

"Sorry."

Brother Ni slapped his thigh—damn it!

"Just kidding."

"Damn!"

Brother Ni tidied his clothes, picked up the axe, put on the mask he'd taken from the Tiger Claw Gang long ago, and didn't forget to kick the corpse on his way out.

"Big Cannon, huh."

The guy's low augmentation rate was the only reason Brother Ni wasn't slicing off his scalp and face to wear them himself.

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Honestly, Brother Ni didn't expect the guy to actively ask for the bottle of "water," and certainly didn't expect him to drink it directly. Despite reminding himself countless times to hold it in, seeing the guy drink the water he'd released from his floodgate nearly made him lose it.

"Hahahaha.... Ah ha.... Ah ha, you actually drank it...."

"?! "

Watching Brother Ni laugh hysterically—horn being honked like a madman—Rorschach was dumbfounded, and even his two bodyguards were bewildered.

Fortunately, the bodyguards were professionally trained; no matter how amusing something was, they wouldn't laugh but instead immediately reached for their guns to eliminate the crazed stranger.

Bam! Bam!

The intense gunfire rang out from outside, exploding brain matter and car window glass sprayed over Rorschach's face; his open lips, filled with the foul scent, also tasted a mix of sweet and salty red and white substances.

Rorschach reacted slower than the bodyguards, failing to draw his gun immediately, but that beat of hesitation saved his life.

With the brains of the two beside him blown apart, he realized the driver wasn't alone, so very sensibly placed his half-extracted gun down, raising his hands visibly.