Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 1

2074 - The 80th anniversary of the founding of Night City.

A number of super companies such as Arasaka, Kangtao, and Biotech have held grand celebrations one after another to celebrate Night City—the rotten and stinking malignant tumor parasitic on the New America that has grown and expanded again. .

The immeasurable prosperity and chaos gathered into a monstrous wave, and with the ringing of the New Year's bell, it swept all living beings in Night City together.

Many years later, facing the reporter interview of "Night City Inquirer", the "living legend" Xita Kasdey will recall that on January 2074, 1, she received the news from the former queen of the afterlife and the middleman Rogge. A distant night on a small errand with Amandias.

"Clean up the trash? Did I hear you right? Roger, that's it? I'm famous..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Roger.

"Okay, Xita, don't waste your energy bragging about yourself. In Night City, the real performance is the proof of your strength. You have only been in Night City for a few months? Look at your colleagues, Mann, Jack ...All of them are veterans who have worked in Night City for many years, you, a rookie who just entered the industry, start from small things honestly..."

Roger paused, remembering the first time he met Xita.

Probably a few months ago.

On the street of the next life, Rogge met a good girl who was covered in wounds but had a burning heart.At that time, she was wearing dirty rags, and only half of her blood-stained silver-white hair was exposed all over her body, but she was holding a sharp knife tightly in her hand, and the broken corpses of a group of gang lackeys lay at her feet.

Rogge believed in his intuition. The fierce, short-haired girl in front of him, who looked like a wasteland wolf, would definitely become a great big shot in the future.

On the contrary, it is like withdrawing from myself more than 50 years ago.

Just as young, full of vigor, decisive, not procrastinating, and occasionally bragging about himself.

I hope she doesn't end up in the same end as herself.

Roger sighed softly, shook his head, and shook the past memories out of his mind.

She doesn't mind saying a few more words about her promising juniors.

After all, the last thing she wants to see is for good people to die in vain because of simple stupidity.

"Cheer up, little guy, here's the job I found for you, the perfect job for novices. Disposal of trash may not sound glamorous, but it's actually a good job with little risk and good rewards—put valuable It's all up to you to sort things out of the trash, judge the criteria, how much to hand in...good luck, rookie."

"...Thanks, Roger, I don't know what to say...you are always so kind to me."

Xi Tan drove the four-handed car he had earned through hard work for several months——Hera Tianqiong, and thanked Rogge for the kindness hidden in Rogge's words with some awkwardness.

She didn't understand why the famous queen of the afterlife would look at her differently, but she still understood the simple truth of knowing how to repay her kindness.

"I must work hard to become a legend in Night City!" She secretly made up her mind.

Youth is always frivolous.She is not exempt.

Xita Kasdey, 18 years old, female, not a native of Night City.

A few months ago, her home town was attacked by a small group of gang reinforcements, her house was burned to the ground, and her family was separated from her.

In order to survive, she had to go into exile to the nearest city - Night City, to seek a way out.

Several floating cars pierced the night, making a huge roar, and flew over the roof of Xita's car.

It is the violent terrorist mobile team that is hunting down the cyber maniacs whose number has increased rapidly in recent days.

From Watson to Santo Domingo, Pacific State to Westbrook, celebration and crime go hand in hand.

"What a mess."

Xi Tan muttered something, looked through the clean car window, and unexpectedly found that on the road from Watson District to the outskirts of the city, cars were forming a scarlet long queue, congested together.

Why is there a traffic jam?

The people in the city are bored, and want to organize a group to have fun in the deserted suburbs and have a wild party during the anniversary?

A few seconds later, the sound of gunfire told her the answer.

"***Night City,***'s Anniversary,***Terrorist Mobile Team and***Cyber ​​Crazy!" She patted the steering wheel a little annoyedly, cursing Night City, and causing traffic jams the culprit.

In just a few months of living in the big dye vat of Night City, she has changed from a quiet girl to a lone wolf mercenary with dirty words and guns.

Of course, doing it blindly with a gun can also score people.

Naturally, she was not polite to the gangsters, but facing those well-equipped and ruthless guys a few hundred meters ahead, Xiao Xiyi, who had just debuted, decided to admit it obediently.

Terrorist Squad is taking on Cyber ​​Maniacs.

Xi Tan thought about it, quickly unfastened his seat belt, squatted under the driver's seat, and occasionally peeked at the battle ahead with his head exposed.

Fortunately, the driving seat of this precious car is spacious enough.

She thought bitterly, but in an instant, she began to worry whether her beloved car would be affected by the battle with her, and both of them would die.

Xi Tan's so-called "love car" is really not very good looking.

The outdated halogen headlights were loosely installed on the dilapidated car body, with a few asymmetrical edges and corners protruding, and scratches can be seen everywhere. It is no wonder that a mercenary who has just entered the industry for a few months can afford it.

"Ha, a typical low-end product of entropyism, compared with the beauty of its owner, it is really not worth mentioning."

Xi Tan muttered to himself, then laughed again.

She is just such a heartless, a little clever rookie mercenary.

Now she can only hide in the car, quietly waiting for the violent terrorist mobile team to end the hunt.

The idiot who tried to get out of the car and escape had his head smashed by the flying bullet.

Shita pouted and turned on the car's old radio.

"Good evening, Night City! I'm your best buddy - Stan!"

The host's noisy voice made Xi Tan frowned, and she simply changed the channel.

"Good evening, I'm Lime Allen, a reporter from the "Night City Inquirer"..."

Liberty Media, never heard of, actually has a publicly searchable broadcast channel?

Xi Tan was a little interested, turned up the volume, rubbed his sore legs by the way, and simply sat down on the floor mat of the driver's seat.

"It's the 80th anniversary of Night City... Let me introduce the history of Night City..."

"Night City, history began in 1994, established by Richard Knight, the founder of "Night's International"..."

"...During the first four years, Knight attracted investment from several giant companies through a series of preferential financial policies. Among them, there are super giants such as Arasaka, Kangtao, and biotechnology that we are familiar with..."

"...everything seemed to be going well until Richard Knight was murdered by an unidentified assailant..."

"This city that lost its owner has become a mess... It quickly became a paradise for gangs and companies to fight for power and act recklessly..."

"It's even more ironic that the city was renamed 'Night City' in honor of its founder, Richard Knight..."

"...the 'golden age' of 2020, the fourth corporate war and nuclear incident in 2023, the reunification war in 2070...the young city is still alive and well. Like a cancerous tumor...it is amazing Nausea!"

"...Remember, my friends, 'In Night City, the living are trapped and the dead can leave.'"

A pioneering, free media that emphasizes the coexistence of subjective emotions and objective facts.

She would not be surprised that this reporter named Lime died of an "accident" one day.

Xita rubbed her chin, and gained a better understanding of the city she was in.

Night City, the cradle and cage of evil, is an endless hell that swaggers and survives in the world.

How can she survive in this hell?
I really hope someone will save her...

God bless you?
Xi Tan was amused by her own thoughts, how could there be a god in this cruel world?
She shook her head slightly and continued to wait in the car.

(End of this chapter)