My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 36 036: Boxing Gym
It was almost midnight when John woke up.

The metal grid shines with neon lights, and outside the window is the city of Eden that is gradually boiling. Compared with the lifeless daytime, the city at night seems more intimate.

Vehicle engines roared, construction equipment echoed, and aerial vehicles made various vibrations as they passed over high-rise buildings...

John opened the grid curtains and looked out the window while getting dressed - huge projection advertisements soared into the sky and continued to climb around the high-rise buildings. The floating cars on the orbit around the city flashed rapidly, and under the shadows were all kinds of sleepless people. By.

Midnight radio station, feasting and feasting.

The city was noisier at night than during the day, but it made John feel peaceful for no reason.

The temperature in the room is suitable. The column projector is rotating and playing product information of various companies. The song list has ended. Late night radio is playing on the speaker. I don't know which third-rate anchor is howling into the microphone.

"Good night, or good morning, I'm Roy, damn scum (wine belch), the connection will start in five minutes..."

"Think about where your customers are today. Is the business of licking blood with a knife head enough? Remember to check on the guys and bring some shock to this wonderful city."

"Look up and look up. The sky in Eden City is always dark. The lights in the strip club are going to shine on your ass. You haven't gotten up from the damn drug den yet. You stay up day and night, and you escalate like crazy. Follow The gunfire keeps falling... Yeah, baby, this is what we call living."

"If you don't have a job, I can only hand over my time to the cyber psychosis in the midnight show. To be honest, I have no expectations for this fucking day. Let's destroy it quickly."

"Time's up, let's see who the lucky guy is, are you ready to flirt with sexy Roy?"

Another excited female voice came from the stereo.

"Fake Squid, Roy, Sang Ma and Bichi, you really should suck me..."

"Good, good, good."

Host Roy calmly lowered the volume. "The audience in Eden City is still so energetic. I wish you a good death, next one."

……

The captain has delivered the cargo.

John swiped away the windfall collected by Black Spider, slightly making up for the shortfall caused by today's crazy consumption, and the account balance became more secure.

He picked up a katana named Gambler and decided to hang out at Club Borago.

The largest shopping mall in the West District.

The last time John went was to the north parking lot, which is also the passage leading to VIP casinos and high-end consumption venues. The venues further inside require membership authorization cards.

He walked through the fountain bar and walked along the infinity pool to the ballroom inside, where he saw all kinds of celebrities from Eden City gathered together, twisting and laughing.

During the interactions between bodyguards and waiters.

The venue manager was dressed like a duck - white gloves, a slicked back hair, beautiful slender muscles, and the most popular cheek prosthesis on the market among rich women.

There is no prosthetic body auction today, there is no high-end silver party, and no big boss has reserved the venue for his birthday, it is just some ordinary monthly activities...

Means nothing.

John took the elevator back to the front square, stood in the crowd and looked up at the commercial districts and shops, rock bands, street racing events, and gang members gathered together.

Breathing the air filled with e-cigarettes and industrial waste, he seemed to have found his true self.

Influenced by the Black Gold Gang...

Walls covered with graffiti and fitness equipment placed in corners can be seen everywhere, and the light signs are full of advertisements for muscle beams and alloy bones.

John raised his hood, and his restlessness calmed down a lot. There were boxing gyms of various sizes scattered around him, and the sounds of exercise and fighting could be vaguely heard.

He was carrying a monomolecule katana and was going to buy some melee modules and sword-specific chips.

Originally, I wanted to contact the store or go to the weapon shop where I was last time to take a look, but the store said that there are specialties in this kind of thing, so it would be easier to encounter good products by wandering around the club.

John was standing in front of the light sign reading an advertisement when he suddenly received a text message from a stranger.

[New contact has been created-Makao Imwe]

[Hey, John, I got your contact information from Mr. Vito. We met in the office. Thank you for bringing my sister back... Well, that's Gino. I have a boxing gym outside the Borago Club, so you can come and sit there when you have time. 】 He looked at the coordinates of the attachment. It was not far away, so he walked through the corridor with the light bulb out and took a look.

[Shop-Bandage Boxing Gym]

"Hey, John."

Gino put a white towel on his shoulders and hammered the metal dummy next to the boxing ring.

John greeted her with a smile. "How come the hacker girl didn't stay in the deep diving pool and changed her career to doing odd jobs?"

"Haha, do you think I like to wipe the smelly muscle guy's sweat here? Retribution, John, Macao locked my equipment room."

Gino bought two bottles of drinks from the vending machine and gave John one. "Please drink. Did you receive the gift?"

"That EMP dick explodes."

John admired from the bottom of his heart. "Your modification skills are so awesome, can someone lock your workshop?"

"If you care enough, you can lock it."

Gino shrugged, continued to return the scattered equipment to its original position, and wiped the sweat stains on the leather. "This boxing gym raised me."

Macao was on the stage giving instructions, and when he saw John, he sent the boxer away.

"John, you came so quickly."

"Just came out for a walk."

"Hmm, is that a samurai sword? Fake, is it a custom-made one from Fuki Industries? You're rich, man."

"It's just a relic of the Xiao Town traitor."

John sat down next to him.

The Borago Club is connected in all directions. The boxing gym and other shops are semi-open. There are no real partitions or doors, and they don't even need to be locked. You just need to know who owns this place.

With a wave of his hand, Macao asked the hot bikini girl at the opposite bar to bring him beer and food. When he heard that John wanted melee chips and sword modules, he called an acquaintance of his.

John followed him into the corner of the mall.

Macao said that the shops and supermarkets exposed outside will provide a lot of basic weapons, but the goods are not much different from those dropped out of the vending machines.

They may be able to meet the needs of street gangsters, but they will never be able to match the out-of-print swords. Professional weapons stores only provide services to more discerning customers.

Macao greeted a strong black man with half his face burned with gang gestures, and then introduced.

"This is the man who rescued Gino, John. If you follow the news in Eden City, you will know that the Ethan Berg Silver Ride is on the rise. Well, he drove it."

【Street reputation improvement↑】

[More products have been unlocked in the black market]

The shop owner smiled, pulled out his metal arm from under his armpit, and shook John's hand firmly.

"I'll give you some good stuff, come on."

John then walked inside, passed through the sex toy room, bypassed two security doors with scanners, and entered a room where rock music was playing.

The entire wall is filled with various melee weapons.

There are everything from tactical daggers to metal bats, and individual weapons are hung individually on perforated boards for regular maintenance.

It is said that they are all used by street celebrities and belong to the collection of the weapons store owner.

The strong black man moved out two long sealed boxes, which were densely packed with chips and modules, all placed in independent slots.

　Thanks to the Great Engineering Warlock Skuri for the reward~
　　Damn it, thank you Brother Fu.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)