Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

Chapter 37 Acute Exhaustion (Early Morning)
Night City is a large city with a population of 700 million.

A high degree of urbanization has brought a variety of architectural wonders, and loose and corrupt public security governance has formed its unique urban style.

The NCPD controls it as they please, but citizens have the original right to repay blood with blood and live freely in the worst city in the United States.

Feeling the stench coming from the sewers, listening to the wind blowing from afar, mixed with the sound of gunfire -
Lille suddenly said: "Night City is a bit too urban."

The car underwent some minor cosmetic changes to avoid detection, and the thing was disposed of once we got into town.

"Live like this for 1 years until your son takes over."

V, the passenger, hummed a tune and put one hand on the car door, feeling everything familiar.

Jack, who was driving the car, showed an interested expression: "What kind of song are you singing? Is it written for Saburo Arasaka? Your son will take over."

V pointed to Lear who was lying on the back seat: "Ask him--I think it's quite fun anyway, but it doesn't make sense to a poor guy like you."

After saying that, V shook his head and sighed, feeling like there was a sad barrier between us.

It made Jack's teeth itch.

"So what the hell were you doing in Atlanta? Really making a lot of money?"

Lille replied: "It's not that much. If you really use it, it will be gone after a while."

"Then why do you want to come back?"

V said: "Remember that cyber monster - I was lucky enough to kill him, but I think it's a bit difficult to kill a cyber monster every day."

"I'll go!" Jack was shocked, "Were you involved in that thing? So what is the situation like? Is Kang Tao really going to go to war with Junke?"

"The real situation is much more tragic than what was said on TV. Just like what I said, there were sparks and lightning all the way, and that guy cracked the asphalt road with his kick.

I'm afraid there were two platoons of military soldiers that day, loaded with guns and ammunition, and then I used Nekomata to kill everyone——"

As V pretended to hold up his sniper rifle twice, Lille interrupted ruthlessly: "He's bragging. Just know that we made a small profit in this matter."

V spread his hands and rolled his eyes, winked at Jack, pointed at Lear, and mouthed: "Old cunt."

Then he pointed at himself: Honest people, listen to me.

Jack freed up a hand and gave a thumbs up: Do you want to take one with me?
V nodded: I’ll take you one.

Lille didn't want to continue complaining about these two buddies. The first priority was to go to Lao Wei's clinic for a check-up.

He had been feeling more and more sleepy since the car entered the viaduct, and his vision even began to turn black and dizzy.
"Lear?" V glanced behind him and found that Lear had closed his eyes, but he didn't look so peaceful.

The body temperature drops sharply and the lips turn white.
"Holy shit, Jack, drive faster, Leal seems to be having a seizure again--"

"Understood - it seems there are two waves of people ahead who are about to fight."

"I'll take care of it." V took out the all-night pistol and stuck his head out.

Two vans were driving side by side in front.

On one side was Valentino, on the other was the Sixth Street Gang. The young guy in the car was talking trash, and suddenly there was gunfire from behind——
"Get the fuck away!"

The young boy in the van looked behind him when his head got hot. He scanned with his prosthetic eyes and saw that V had opened up his list of implanted prosthetics--
I saw that V’s list of implanted prosthetics was all combat prosthetics: subcutaneous armor, recoil control, reinforced tendons, bone reconstruction, bionic joints, Klenchikov, neural coordinator, blood pump, reaction coordinator
Then they all put their heads back into the car——
"I'll go, cyberpsychosis!"

"what--"

Lear felt like a ball of fire was stuffed into his chest, and the temperature exploded from the center to both sides, just like the first time he was given a shot of medicine by V.

Opening his eyes, he was now on the operating table, and the doctor was none other than Lao Wei.

Arrive at the clinic?Did I fall asleep?
"Slow down, kid, slow down, your situation is very bad. If Jack and V hadn't acted quickly, you might not have woken up."

"What happened?" Leal asked, only to realize that he was already on a ventilator.

He saw V sitting aside, seemingly not as good as before, and Jack standing nearby, looking a little complicated.

Lao Wei wiped his glasses and said, "You used that thing again, right? And you didn't use it lightly."

"No way, life is forcing me." "Alas" Lao Wei looked at the ceiling, "I have to say, your will is as strong as steel, but the prosthetic body triggered a severe immune response and increased the burden on the body. This is not It can be overcome by willpower.

This violent prosthetic system accelerated your original problems, especially yesterday.

When you activate the prosthesis in your spine, oxygen consumption rises rapidly, completely overwhelming your respiratory system.

Since last night, my lungs have collapsed acutely, resulting in insufficient oxygen supply, which is why I fell into coma. "

"You mean Sian Westan?"

Lao Wei nodded: "To be honest, now I feel more and more that it is two different things from the Si'an Westan on the market. It is simply a prosthetic body for suicide. Human beings simply cannot bear this kind of pressure.

And you are even weirder. Your brain consumes far more energy than ordinary people. After running at overspeed for many times, the burden on your already not very good internal organs becomes even heavier.

The lungs are the first organ to undergo chronic to acute failure, and as long as you continue to use the combat prosthesis, this is just the beginning. "

Leal looked at the ceiling, his brain took in oxygen, and his thinking slowly became clearer.

The operating room was quiet, everyone was waiting for someone to speak.

In the end, it was Lille who spoke first: "Let's put on the synthetic lungs first. It's impossible to lie here all the time. In addition to the synthetic lungs, you can also give me a set of biological monitoring, which must be top-notch."

Lao Wei forced a smile: "I forgot that you are rich, but there are other problems, your body is too weak.

It is difficult for your own respiratory system to meet the minimum requirements, and now your lungs are experiencing acute failure. Installing synthetic lung lobes may actually cause lung necrosis. "

"Then what should I do?" Lear was very clear-headed, "Should I go find a living lung transplant?"

"It's a good idea, but the probability of other problems caused by the immune response is greater, and you will have to rely on drugs to survive in the future."

There was another moment of silence, and then Lao Wei said, "Maybe you should enjoy the rest of your life."

V looked at Lear silently, planning to wait for Lear's final decision.

If Lille chooses to retire, then she respects Lille's choice, but from now on the two of them will be on different paths.

Considering Lille's lifespan, maybe he would die suddenly in another half a year at most, and then no one would be able to remember this friend in another two years.

At this moment, new news was received from the other world in Lille.

[New event: Matt has found a genetic biology expert for you, Professor Connors Cote]

[Professor Connors is an expert in genetic biology. He is very interested in the phenomenon of DNA disintegration occurring in you and invites you to join his research group. 】

[You have chosen to agree. 】

[Professor Connors’ research is in its early stages. They have tried to combine the DNA of different spiders and achieved good success. Now he wants to study lizard DNA]

[According to him, this research may give you enough energy to rid you of your fading cellular vitality. 】

[However, the technology has reached a bottleneck, and more details are needed. 】

Lille made an immediate decision -
Technology that did not exist in 2011 will exist in 2076.

"Old Wei" Lille spent a lot of effort to sit up, "It's too early to retire now, what can 50 be enough for?
I will find a lung - anyway, if I have the money, I will use the one from Moore Technology and prepare to install synthetic lung lobes.

The problem you mentioned is to be treated with immunosuppressants first, and I will think of other solutions. "

"That's right!" V stood up happily, "As an old friend, I'll give you a [-]% discount wherever you need to help!"

Lear smiled: "Shouldn't it be free?"

Jack also showed an expression of appreciation: "Amigos (friend), not everyone can face death with this attitude. Fortunately, I still have a chance to see if you are as magical as V said."

"You'll see - Jack."

Lao Wei looked at the three people in the operating room, smiled and shook his head——
Maybe death will come one day, but courage can dispel the gloom.

(End of this chapter)