My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 13 013: Procurement

John fell into a deep sleep.

Day and night routines are completely reversed.

The noise in the restaurant penetrated the walls as if urging him to find a house quickly.

"Oh, so many text messages and phone calls?"

John has numerous unread messages popping up.

Although the cyber era uses implanted chips for communication, it also has do-not-disturb and sleep protection functions.

He read them in order.

[Alona: Come to the Damascus camp when you have time. We are going to do a business out of the city recently and are short of a driver. If you are willing, please message me back. 】

John needs a job opportunity.

He casually replied that he agreed and agreed to go to the camp to discuss it in detail tomorrow.

In addition to Elona, ​​there are a dozen missed calls and multiple unread text messages from the same account.

John took a glance and saw that they were all shot by doctors, guys who drank and worked in Nocturne Bar.

[Ryan Randall: You hacked into the system, right? I just said that the data at that time was wrong, and you screwed me over! 】

【Answer the phone! 】

[Fake, Eden Waits killed Mato. It doesn’t matter that rock scumbag, but the point is... the video of his lower body on fire and running wildly in the street went viral! 】

[You caused trouble, brother. 】

[The reputation of Nocturne Bar has been damaged. Now members all think there is something wrong with the bar’s prosthetics and they want an explanation! 】

[Why don't you answer the phone? Damn it, human life is at stake! 】

[The Nocturne Bar put the blame on the prosthetist, and now I'm kicked out as the scapegoat, man, oh no, boss, you're leaning against Eden Waitz, can you save me? 】

[They're breaking in, damn it! 】

[God bless me, I have escaped now. Nocturne just sent a few minions to catch me. You can handle it, right? 】

[Why don’t you answer my call? 】

[I found a place to hide. Can you help me deal with a few tails? I owe you a big favor! 】

[Help me, please, call me back. 】

[Sorry, I was a little rushed when I started talking. I also know that you have no obligation to reach out to save me, but I really can’t find anyone right now. If you can help me this time, I will definitely thank you very much! 】

[Thank you very much, I saved some good things. 】

……

It took John a while to read the message.

The process of the black light rushing into the system was very short, and Dr. Ryan was able to detect it without entering a deep dive.

He still has some skills.

John couldn't laugh or cry.

Eden Waits told him not to go near the Nocturne Bar, but he didn't expect that the prosthetic doctor would take the blame for him and ask him for help.

[Task: Provide help in times of need (limited time)]

[Reward: Unknown prosthetic body]

The mission was triggered in John's mind.

It even marked "limited time". If he didn't help, Dr. Li An might really be killed.

John decided to try his luck. If it was too dangerous, he would run away.

People die every day in the city of Eden, and it is impossible to build a deep friendship even after a casual relationship.

Rhian Randall was abandoned by Nocturne.

A prosthetic doctor was not enough to quell the client's anger. Nocturne must have reached a settlement with the rich, but it was difficult to save face, so he had to sacrifice his life to show off.

Judging from the timestamp of the text message, the doctor is safe for now.

John got on the silver horse and drove out of the store.

He did not rush to the scene, but rushed towards the underground passage at the edge of Youdong Street.

If you happen to have money in hand, buy some equipment and weapons first.

John closed the car door and left without worrying about being stolen.

The Yinqi is a high-end sports car. Isenberg has equipped its product with a cruise function. After the owner leaves, it will automatically find a nearby parking lot or shelter.

When John needs the car, he can let it wait anywhere, and the system will automatically navigate and drive through the Eden City network.

"There is a reason why it is expensive."

John laughed and complained.

He knocked on the rolling shutter door, bent sideways skillfully, and saw a second-hand vendor wearing a leather jacket and smoking with his legs crossed.

"How about I give you a key?"

The cabinets didn't even stand up. "You really come here every day. Today is shopping day. What do you want?"

[Street reputation increased↑] [More products have been unlocked in the black market]

A text prompt appeared in front of John's eyes and he said:
"You must have heard about Nocturne. Help me get some modification accessories and a rifle chip by the way."

"Okay, look at the gun."

He straightened his coat and stood up.

John touched a kinetic rifle during the battle in Haven.

[Weapon: Saw-Alligator K1]

[Module: basic armor penetration, physical damage increase]

"Hmm, it's quite expensive and worth modifying."

The cupboard carefully inspected the rifle John had brought and complained. "Most of the weapons of the Rongsaw Company are affordable products. Only the Alligator series are expensive and have the value of modification."

There was a cigarette stuck in his metal mask.

"I have a lot of accessories in stock here. If you want to change brands, you have to go to a professional weapons dealer."

Cabinets seem to know their way around this.

He skillfully disassembled the rifle, took out a special box with the Rongsaw Company's logo from the warehouse, and installed new accessories.

"Original goods!?"

John looked at the individual packages with slight surprise. "Where did you do that?"

"You're a layman, right? Is this something you can inquire about?"

The cupboard spits out the finished cigarette butts.

"As for the chip, I suggest you buy an expensive one. If you change the rifle in the future, you can still unplug it and continue to use it. As a big shot in Eden City, you can't carry a saw to work all your life, right?"

"Listen to your advice."

"That's right, the merchant knows what you need best."

Even the metal masks did not block the smiles of the cabinets, and a stack of original boxes was soon piled up at their feet.

John's kinetic energy rifle has also been officially modified.

Fine-tuning the barrel and expanding the magazine capacity are basic operations.

The color-matched gun shell unique to the Makdos gang has also been changed to matte black with a chip firewall to prevent the enemy's electromagnetic equipment from affecting the accuracy of the weapon.

"The power will definitely be stronger. Don't worry. The new gun stock can buffer 65% of the recoil force, ensuring that a body like yours without strong prosthetics can withstand it."

"The chip is also the best. The ballistics are corrected to prevent strokes, and the armor-piercing capability is also increased."

[Module: ballistic correction, intermediate armor penetration]

John picked it up and made some gestures, and it felt really good.

He suddenly remembered another thing:

"Keep an eye on the Hound Digger for me. The request is the same as last time. I'll pick it up when I'm free."

Black Spider can make money automatically, but the quantity needs to be increased.

"No problem, big customer, you must not die."

The cabinet accepted the payment with satisfaction and reminded again.

"John, you're doing things a little too high-profile. It's best to upgrade your eye prosthesis."

He was referring to the built-in external lens jammer.

In layman's terms, if captured by any surveillance camera, there will only be a blurry mosaic, with only the outline visible and no face.

Unless a hacker deciphers it in real time.

If the prosthetic body is more powerful, it can even perform real-time calculations of the surrounding scene, allowing you to disappear in the sea of ​​people.

This kind of goods is a scarce commodity, with a price but no market.

John held the modified gun and left the underground passage. When he caught a glimpse of the poisonous gangsters gathering around him, he no longer panicked.

The roar of the sports car engine came closer and closer.

Yinqi stopped steadily and automatically raised the door.

John held the handlebar and started the car before calling Ryan Randall. The call was picked up almost instantly.

"Hoo, God, fuck..."

The prosthetic doctor suppressed his voice and kept swallowing.

"Thank you for calling me back. Makdos' thugs have already found the warehouse. If it were any later, I would be in trouble!"

"Location sharing is on, hide and don't hang up."

John called up the car navigation system and hit the accelerator.

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(End of this chapter)