Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 865 - 280: Shout My Name Loudly! Zeta (Not)!

It takes eighteen years for someone to grow up under their parents' care, but Night City destroyed her in less than three months.

A girl carrying dreams brought to Night City by her mother to make a living, her dreams, dignity, personality, and life were nothing in the face of this cold city, easily ground to dust, thrown into the furnace and burnt into ashes.

In this process, no one tried to lend her a hand, every person she met pushed her deeper into hell and loudly cheered for it.

Until she was completely cornered, her will tortured to collapse by drugs, she chose to join this dreamlike Mewtwo experiment under the temptation of Zeta Technology, to her at this moment, dying would be better than living like this, like rotting mud.

If no one interfered, her will would probably be completely assimilated by data in the cycles of joy, losing herself until brain death.

Her fate was supposed to be like this.

Until she met a stranger who shouldn't have appeared in Mewtwo, even though they knew each other for less than a few hours, it surpassed every cycle of Mewtwo.

"Sorry, Mr. Agent, for letting you see me in this terrible state."

She squatted in the bathroom, her face no longer showing the innocence seen at first, leaving only dust and pain.

The street kid's fist clenched with a creaking sound.

"..."

If only I could have been earlier.

If I had met her earlier, maybe I could have saved her in time.

But the street kid knew very well that she wasn't an isolated incident, it was the norm, in every corner of Night City lurking bait of the demon, waiting for foolish fish to be hooked, then dragged into hell, eaten until not a scrap remains.

So what if you save one?

This is a society that devours humans, using the most efficient methods to skin, disassemble bones, and boil flesh into fuel.

"I will take you out."

He squatted in front of Yoshida, hands placed on her shoulders, the street kid felt his resolve was unprecedentedly firm.

"I... am beyond saving... I don't want you to see me like this, leave here quickly... Mr. Agent..."

With tears gushing, Yoshida reached out trying to push him away, but the street kid who had made up his mind wouldn't be pushed away.

"What are you talking about!"

The street kid shouted loudly, patting his chest twice.

"I am Zero! I am Ultraman! How could I leave you here uncared for!"

Then forcibly turned Yoshida's face to meet his gaze, their eyes locked.

"Listen, Yoshida, wait for me here, you must hold on, don't give up no matter what, wherever you are, I will find you."

"No matter what becomes of your body, I will find every way to save you, and never retreat."

"Really?"

Yoshida's trembling voice carried a sob, seemingly infected by his courage, hope rising again.

"If that is your wish, then it will surely get a strong response!"

After speaking, the street kid with all his hacker skills restored stood up, transforming into a silver-white stream of data, rushing out of Yoshida's digital consciousness space.

The Mewtwo device halted, the dozens of forcibly dormant human brains regained activity, the originally coordinated computing network generated chaotic waves due to their awakening.

Despair, pain, helplessness, and other emotions spread wildly in the local area network after the dream shattered, if left unchecked it would soon affect those Hellhound robots.

Zeta Technology had emergency plans for this, injecting tranquilizer into the culture liquid to let the brains re-enter dormancy, but due to nerve modulators processing the lipid solubility of the blood-brain barrier, substances like ephedrine and methamphetamine couldn't pass through in large amounts normally, thus entering dormancy again would require an interim period.

During this period, the originally well-coordinated Hellhound robot troops descended into chaotic formations, mutual understanding and cooperation problems arose.

The Netherworld Dogs, originally starring in Dogtown's combat, suffered the worst due to Hellhound troops' sudden defection, many Netherworld Dog soldiers fell in the initial sneak attack, becoming the weakest side, many automated weapons were seized by rogue AI, instead, players and Hellhounds continuously receiving reinforcements became the main combatants, both sides battled fiercely across Dogtown.

"Ugh!!! You damn Biochemical Stan monsters, die under my Super Earth's endless firepower!"

Good brother cradling a machine cannon in each hand, the whole person transformed into a mobile humanoid turret, continuously firing at all mechanical structures that can still move around.

Even though Hellhound's surface is covered with special alloys, very sturdy, but after all, its size is there, the armor couldn't be too thick, inability to pierce only shows that the bullets aren't big enough, nor fast enough!

This shot is 20mm caliber! Can you withstand it?

But the most troublesome enemies for players aren't these small gadgets, but those two big guys at the center of the battlefield.

Chimera.

The two rapid-firing guns atop its head were as fast as a storm, the half-meter thick cement shelter wall looked like paper in front of it, quickly torn open, leaving players no place to hide, drones in the sky kept crashing down like rain, unable to approach them, even unable to stop their outward movement.

"R! P! G!"

Six recoilless guns from multiple directions fired armor-piercing shells at one of the Chimeras.