Volume 6: Secret Invasion Chapter 64: The Cyber Madman Commando will definitely become a sharp knife for us to stab the enemy (sure)
Cyberpsychosis is a rather complex type of disease unique to the 2077 era.
According to the "official definition", this thing is a general term for all .
In an era when prosthetic implants have become a trend, the emergence of such a disease seems inevitable, but V, the legendary mercenary in Night City, obviously has a different understanding of this disease.
At this time, Mason, who was sitting in a messy hovercraft on his way to the cyberpsychiatric asylum, was listening to V chatting opposite him. This guy was bragging about his experience of fighting a desperate battle with twenty-three super dangerous cyber lunatics before his last death.
Mason listened carefully.
He felt that it was necessary to stock up on this kind of knowledge in advance, because as Barbara's body was equipped with more and more prosthetic plug-ins, if this continued, there was a certain chance that his sister would develop this troublesome disease.
But V doesn’t tell the story so attentively.
His attention and energy would always be attracted by the traces left by certain things that had happened in the hovercraft in the past thirty minutes, even though Harley and Quinn, two of the parties involved, had been forcibly sent back to the real world by Mason because of their excessive mischief.
"You have unlocked a new achievement in your life that makes countless male compatriots feel envious and jealous. "
After telling the story of himself and the cyber madman, V stopped talking, looked at the torn sofa under his butt, and couldn't help but curl his lips and said:
"Your two girlfriends are really violent. Just now, seeing how often the hovercraft was shaking, I almost thought they were going to tear it down..."
"What are you looking at? It's obviously one."
Hearing V bring up this topic again, Mason scolded him angrily:
"Harley and Quinn are her two different personalities, but because of this damn brain wave upload program, there must be something wrong, which caused them to be separated here."
"Ah! Is that so?"
V's eyes immediately turned to pity. He patted Mason on the shoulder and whispered:
"No wonder you keep asking about cyberpsychosis. Is your girlfriend's schizophrenia so serious? But she doesn't have any prosthetics, right?
We usually treat cyber maniacs with hormone blocking drugs, but I don't think they will work for her symptoms.
By the way, I once met a guy with schizophrenia. He made himself a set of cloned prostheses and separated his two personalities into a pair of brothers.
I mean, maybe you could suggest that little sister Harley try this..."
"I swear, V, if you bring up my girlfriend again, I'm going to shoot you!"
Mason's hand was already on the handle of the silver pistol at his waist. He shook his head and explained:
"I emphasize this once! My Harley doesn't need treatment! I like her when she's crazy! Be serious and continue talking about cyberpsychosis. I heard that the most elite members of the terrorist squad are all experienced lunatics?"
“There is such a saying, but the specific situation is different.”
V waved his hands and explained seriously this time:
"Even if they are all crazy, there are differences. The Terrorist Mobile Team only wants those cyber madmen who have potential, practical experience and are obsessed with pathological killing.
They look down on "second-rate stuff" that breaks down because of too many prosthetics.
To put it simply, they just want a murderer!
Before I died, a girl from the Terrorist Mobile Team invited me again and again. The girl had a nice figure and she kept hinting that she could take things a step further with me.
Tsk, but do I really look like a psychopathic murderer?"
"Tsk, you really have no self-awareness of your own image."
Mason curled his lips and recorded all the information he had collected so far in his notebook as research material to relieve boredom in his spare time. Then he stretched his body and said to V:
"Hua Zi told me before that a considerable number of cyber maniacs are born in the Shenyu world every month. Their consciousness data is basically contaminated. Unless it is formatted, it can only be destroyed.
But I think these lunatics obsessed with killing and destruction are still useful. This time I plan to take 300 sets of cyberpsychopathic data away from the shrine. Please help me arrange it.
I mean, help me pick out some 'good stuff.'"
"You are talking like those human traffickers who cut kidneys off."
V complained:
"Are you planning to use these guys with serious self-destructive tendencies as a suicide squad? Not a bad idea. These guys are all crazy and hopeless. As long as you give them enough bullets and weapons, they will be happy to shoot all the lives they see, including themselves, into sieves.
Especially those veterans who have participated in corporate wars, each of them is rich in combat experience and also suffers from post-traumatic stress disorder.
In addition, they generally have military prosthetics installed, so killing people is as easy as killing chickens. The most powerful of these guys can kill pioneer teams below level C like pigs.
I can also select for you a group of cyber psychopaths who specialize in engineering. These guys like to operate heavy machinery to cause massacres, and each of them is a good mecha pilot.
What’s even more rare is that they are not afraid of death.
In fact, there is no room for any rationality left in their messed up brains.
But three hundred people is a bit too few.
The total number of people in the seven shelters in Night City far exceeds this number. I will give you 500 people to pack up the most dangerous data and take them away. This will help to reduce the burden on this city."
"Okay, once you've made your selection, take the data directly to Judy."
Mason nodded and said:
"Her consciousness data will be downloaded from the main server in the Afterlife Bar. I will prepare a robot that can kill for them. Also, V, I want to ask you something sensitive."
He lowered his voice and said to V who was smoking:
"Who has Adam Sledgehammer's personality data now?"
"Um?"
This name seemed to bring back some bad memories for V. He blew out a smoke ring and said with a frown:
"This thing is not on the same level as a cyberpsychopath. That lunatic who advocates self-transformation is one of the best even among the legendary mercenaries.
His combat awareness is basically the highest level that this world can produce for a butcher and murderer. After I killed him, the personality data of Heavy Hammer was recovered by Rogge's men.
It is still in the hands of the old lady. It is her most precious collection.
But what do you want this for?
Mason, please forgive me for being blunt, although Hammer advocates force, he has a brain and is difficult to control. "
“I am now trying to transfer the onboard AI I am currently using to a more advanced power armor. Although it is compatible with controlling the Fenrir heavy armor, there is some sensitive information in my exclusive AI that cannot be made public.
Considering that the downgraded version of Fenrir Armor will soon be issued to elite personnel as equipment for the vassal army, I think it is better to set up a separate combat AI system for these heavy power armors used for assault. "
Mason explained:
"But I'm too lazy to spend the effort to re-tune a combat AI to make it mature, so I plan to modify Adam Hammer's consciousness data and make a combat program or something.
That guy's rich combat experience is enough to allow a power armor to deal with most enemies in automatic mode.
Can you please ask Rogge if he can give it up?
Anyway, her feud with Hammer was all because of that idiot Johnny Silverhand. Now that Silverhand is living a free and easy life, it would only take a few minutes for the old aunt to rekindle her relationship with him. I even suspect that they might have been having an affair in private.
I am willing to pay for it, please pass on a message for me."
"It would be awkward to talk about money between us."
V waved his hands, patted his chest and said generously:
"Don't worry, I will do this beautifully for you, but I also know that you, Mason, are a show-off, and you definitely won't want to take our things for free.
So, why don't you take that awesome gun you made for Captain Morgan and make a few more for our guys?
That thing is awesome! I love it. "
"Okay, I'll help you guys when I'm free."
Mason checked the time on his watch and signaled the hovercraft to descend to Night City's Second Mental Hospital. V then took him to the critically ill patient area to select the cyber psychiatric commando he wanted.
It's just like shopping in a fucking supermarket.
Mason didn't know until he saw it, he was really shocked. The variety of cyber lunatics in such a small Second Asylum was really eye-opening.
There were those who peeled off their own skin to scare people, those who muttered in a mysterious way that they were the reincarnation of the data witch Lilith, those who wore tactical optical camouflage for 24 hours and pretended to be thieves wandering around, and the most outrageous brother had his ward surrounded by induction-triggered mines, revealing the aura of a madman who wanted to kill anyone who came.
There were also two guys who were seriously discussing in front of Mason and V the outrageous story of a mysterious blue-eyed man and the alien overlords from Alpha Centauri who were secretly manipulating the world.
Each of them is talented and has unique skills. In the end, the captain simply waved his hand and took them all.
Anyway, it will be taken back to be used as cannon fodder, so Mason doesn't mind it being shabby.
After finishing these things, Mason returned to the data exchange point and returned to the material world. The white light in front of his eyes flickered and slowly dimmed in his retina. He sat up from the hacker chair. The only people in the computer room in front of him were Harley, who was still dozing beside him, and Judy and Barbara, who were busy editing Mewtwo in the computer room.
Mason's elder sister and her bestie were sitting intimately on a chair, chattering about the hacking skills she had just learned. They looked so familiar, like a chat between good friends.
But considering Judy's unusual preferences...
Mason really felt mournful for Young Master Grayson at this moment. If he didn't work harder, his marriage would be in jeopardy.
"Shua"
A projection of Consus appeared behind Mason's shoulder, and the Isu ghost said to him:
"I'm ready. We can contact Little Flash now. I believe Cassandra is also looking forward to meeting you for the second time."
"Um."
Mason nodded, walked forward to wake up Harley, and deliberately coughed a few times to make Judy, who was feeling guilty, quickly take her hand away from Barbara's waist.
The captain came over and reminded Judy to remember to download the "special consciousness data" transmitted by V. He then glared at Barbara who seemed a little "guilty", and then left the computer room with Harley.
Little Flash's cosmic treadmill is still in the watchtower, so Mason has to notify his master to send a bat plane to pick him and Harley up. While waiting at the Afterlife Bar, he thinks about it in his office and decides to call the eldest master to explain the situation.
In less than ten minutes, the young master rushed to the bar in a hurry.
Not only did he dress up as the most handsome man, he also held a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in his hands.
However, when Mason stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the top-floor office and watched his elder sister, who was full of happiness, being taken away by the young master with great concern, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap!
Barbara repeatedly stressed that the relationship between her and Judy was purely friendship.
So is there a possibility that...
The ambiguous scene just now was just a play performed by the two best friends for Mason to see, so that Mason, who likes to worry, can act as a microphone and remind the young master who came in busy with martial arts training to pay more attention to his fiancée?
The more Mason thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
Especially a few minutes later, when he saw the petite Judy leaving the bar hand in hand with a stylish long-legged local girl wearing a baseball cap and a leather jacket, he became more determined in his thoughts.
Oh my, I've been used as a gun! How dare you call yourself a 9th level intelligence?
"This! This, this, this, this! Each and every one of them is a hassle!"
Mason shouted angrily in his office:
"Please focus on the serious things! Assholes, all of you are assholes! How can we accomplish the great cause of saving the world with assholes like you?"
"Don't be angry, sweetheart. It's bad for your health if you get angry."
Harry came over with a fruit plate, picked up a strawberry and put it to Mason's mouth.
She tried hard to act as if she had nothing to do with the matter. Hey, it was definitely not because this clever little girl was bored waiting just now, so she gave the idea to Barbara and Judy!
This is Barbara too!
She doesn't know any skills to hold a man's heart. What if the alien princess Spark really steals the hot-butt boy away? She will cry!
"Did you reach some kind of agreement with Quinn?"
Mason looked down at his watch. There were still a few minutes before the Batfighter arrived. While preparing his things, he said to Harley, who was sitting on the desk and shaking her legs:
"I feel like she's been showing up more and more frequently lately. It's pretty scary."
"Yes, I have."
Harry chewed an apple, tilted his head and said cutely:
"Quinn feels very pitiful in my heart because she is usually cared for, and she also likes to be with little sweetheart. I can't ask myself to stay away from you, right?
So after several fights with Quinn in her sleep, we decided that I would take two-thirds and she would take one-third, and that this time division would be better for everyone.
Ahem, of course it’s not because I can’t beat Quinn!
That's definitely not why I compromised. I just felt sorry for her!"
“It’s too much trouble.”
Mason shook his head.
An idea suddenly occurred to him, and he took something out of his bag, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Harry.
Ms. Robin looked at the jewelry box in her hand in surprise.
She thought her sweetheart was going to give her another gift, but when she opened it, she found a hexagonal gray stone with a stick-drawn tiger pattern on it.
Harley had no idea what it was, so she picked it up.
But at the moment when their fingers were clasped together, a black and white light burst out from the Yin-Yang Tiger Talisman, enveloping Harley and "splitting her into two" as she screamed.
Don't get me wrong!
It wasn't the horrifying split in half like being cut in the middle or at the waist, but like a cloning magic, a new "Harley" appeared out of thin air in front of Harley's eyes.
This is the effect of the Yin-Yang Tiger Talisman.
It can split the light and dark sides of the soul into two individuals, but for special schizophrenia patients like Harley, the magical effect of the Yin-Yang Tiger Talisman can allow Harley and Quinn's two personalities to appear at the same time.
The two crazy beautiful girls looked at each other in surprise, and then looked down at the talismans in their hands at the same time.
The originally complete Yin-Yang Tiger Talisman had been split into two pieces from the center along the curved Tai Chi arc and was held in the hands of two beautiful girls respectively.
"Wow! That's awesome sweetie! I love this stuff."
Harley cheered, she jumped off the table into Mason's arms, hugged Mr. K's face and bit it.
Quinn, who was relatively conservative, was not so excited, but she also grasped the tiger talisman and stepped forward, and pecked Mason hard on the lips when Harley raised her head.
So many people following him, wow, awesome, brother!
" You little scoundrel!"
The more evil and more stable Quinn leaned close to Mason's ear, licked her lips and said in a bad girl's signature hoarse voice:
"Are you in love with that 'double bad' feeling from before so you deliberately want to separate me and Harley? You're so greedy!"
"No! I don't like it at all. That kind of thing is a bit too advanced for a conservative person like me."
Mason snorted with a straight face.
As the Batfighter in optical camouflage slowly hovered outside the window, he coughed, put his arms around Harley and Quinn's waists at the same time, and said to them:
"I just don't want you two to quarrel because of me. Although it's a bit strange to say this, but... you are both my wings. Only when both wings are together can I fly higher.
Also, Harley, and Quinn!
I now officially appoint you as the commanders of the Cyber Psycho Commando Team under Team K.
I believe that under your two amazing and unique command styles, this special team will surely become our most deadly knife to stab the enemy's heart at some point in the future!"
"Yes, sweetheart!" X2
