Black Light swept across the main system.
Access logs listed on the retina.
Besides Oulos and John, a third party had hacked into the apartnt.
The room lacked Black Light protection, and the other party easily bypassed the firewall. Strangely, the door lock records showed—after hacking the system, the intruder did not physically enter the apartnt nor took any further actions.
John had a thought:
Perhaps, lacking Black Light protection, the intruder realized they targeted the wrong place?
Calculating the ti...
The incident should have occurred while John’s surgery went on during the intercity train’s derailnt.
The intrusion left traces in the background; if not for Black Light covering the entire system, it might have gone unnoticed.
Who wanted to ss with ?
John suddenly rembered when he was being hunted by cyber patrol, soone quietly cleaned up traces of Black Light coverage in the old apartnt, leaving behind a diode and chip ssage.
The Serum also reminded him that certain rogue AIs from behind the black walls wanted to kill him.
Could they be in the sa gang?
John sent a ssage to Oulos, relaying the situation in his apartnt.
She is currently busy managing the aftermath at Silver Port, striving for common interests between the interdiary and the Wanderers.
John has beco sowhat numb to the sense of crisis.
He slept pretty well at night.
Angelica left in the morning, kissing John’s forehead before departing.
A peaceful room.
The fresh air retained a lingering fragrance.
After getting up, John felt exceptionally good, both physically and ntally relaxed. Indeed, sleep holds special significance for humans.
He started sorting through miscellaneous matters.
First, the captain confird the crash; no idea in which corner of the city it fell.
The Black Spider executing the ergency protocol disappeared.
After the train crash, it ca to John’s aid, then lost connection signal.
The cabinet sent a new digging robot ho, just in ti for Bone Shards to pay a boxing bonus.
After settling the accounts, so remained to cover daily expenses.
[Chip: Unknown-Brazilian War Dance (Damaged)]
John used the chip Angelica gave him.
Black Light erased the data and destroyed the hardware.
Igdrasir combat program began operating, incorporating the newly added combat techniques into its calculations.
This chip focuses on leg movents, filled with various violent kicking techniques, more suitable for the ring rather than the streets.
Buzzing sounds.
In the waste material pool of the workspace, Special Inhibitor remnants and damaged chips were dissolving.
John stirred the viscous substances with a glass rod, listing in his mind several urgent issues needing resolution.
Both firearms and lee weapons were lost.
The current gun was picked up from a corpse, with poor feel and power, potentially impacting performance on high-difficulty tasks.
The prosthetic limbs have shortfalls.
During yesterday’s ring fight, John could feel, after installing Igdrasir and Sianweistan, the leg strength significantly lagged.
If replacent is necessary, it must be a good choice.
Ultimately, it all cos down to money; rcenaries rely replace a Funds Card with their lives.
Today, John needs to visit the landfill to replenish Special Inhibitors.
Black Light covered Black Spider via data cable and synchronized it to the device managent center.
The armored car’s storage advantage was utilized.
John stuffed this big guy into Jurassic’s trunk, revved the engine, left Dan Street, and encountered congestion just after hitting the highway.
[Eden City-Bypass Checkpoint]
The aftermath of Silver Port had not ended; ECPD strengthened internal patrols.
News stations extensively promoted their talk shows, interpreting current affairs hotspots, while listening to company spokespersons bickering on dia platforms.
From blaming product defects to exposing connections with the Exile.
Each dia outlet had its own corporate patrons behind them.
Besides fighting amongst themselves, they collectively shifted the focus towards the Damascus Camp outside the city.
Nando’s situation remains unclear.
Severely injured, even if he awakens, he won’t be able to return to Eden City shortly.
John gets along well with the camp, so he sent ssages to Alonna, Talia, and Qiao again—greeting the camp’s current situation and offering help if needed.
Horns honked incessantly.
The checkpoint was re formality, similar to the nature of the city exit checkpoints, officers going through the motions in overti, receiving ager bonuses. Even if an electronic device buzzed...
A glance exchanged.
Transfers silently.
As if nothing had happened.
Today’s queue was excessively long; heard it’s due to a skirmish between a few small gangs, blocking the key road junction.
Innocent citizens were forced to sit in their vehicles listening to broadcasts, occasionally hurling insults with drivers next to them.
Last night, three gang leaders were assassinated, a bomb lit up half the sky.
The casualties exceeded twenty, all nas relatively familiar on the streets.
John’s car system sounded an alert.
The municipal authorities interrupted the news station, broadcasting dangerous road section alerts to citizen vehicles.
John glanced sideways below the highway.
Gangsters raced in red-painted Sambilo cars on city roads, pursued by officers, gunfire incessantly.
Smoke and industrial exhaust rose in the sky.
Frustrated drivers rolled up windows.
John had no interest in the commotion, seized the mont as a lane cleared a side road, reversed, turned, scraped past the raised barriers, escaping the congestion from the restricted area.
The buildings on either side of the alley beca lower, large concrete structures dividing factory zones.
[Temporary Mission: Hyena (2min45s↓)]
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