My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 40 040: Sense of Urgency
By the time John regained his composure, the battle was over.

All Gaia Cell soldiers were stripped of their equipment, three armored vehicles were deciphered and recovered, and all supplies that could be looted were counted.

The Haven Company was making a lot of money from this job.

After John finished his work, he sat on the boulder and blew in the wind. The blood on his face had completely dried, and there was a strange pulling feeling after it solidified.

The black sealed box was placed in the open space.

It was placed together with Jeffrey's body, reportedly waiting for collaborators to come and pick it up.

Soon.

A floating car flew towards the city. The logo of Plato Company could be seen in the distance. It stopped at the edge of the road. Two teams of company soldiers with live ammunition came down to protect an executive.

The man was wearing a champagne-colored suit and had a gloomy expression, which fit John's image of a cold company dog.

[Name: Bismarck Ritter]

[Power: Plato]

[Scan: Bionic blood vessels, neuron amplification]

[Reward: None]

[File: Deleted manually]

John was a little surprised - company executives wouldn't keep themselves so clean unless they were working on highly confidential projects.

"What is this guy's background?"

Tinfoil replied calmly:
"The director of a certain technical department in Plato, his sub-project experimental data was stored in the warehouse that was bombed two days ago. He is communicating with the boss about bounties and mission details."

She wore a black hydrophobic work hood and a tactical breathing mask to protect her body from the sand, dust and industrial exhaust gas.

John is wearing the scarf Nando gave him.

Eden took the box and made a deal with the man in the suit.

The loaded Plato soldiers were busy - first they carried Jeffrey's body onto the floating vehicle, then they sprayed DNA diluent on the blood remaining around the battlefield, and even the escape car was re-searched. After reading it once, it was set on fire and burned.

John frowned.

"You want to be so cruel? It's like you're spreading a virus."

"Perhaps so. Which neurovirus that kills the most people is not a product created by a big company? You are a newcomer. After every mission, you must remember to go back to the company for blood tests and scans."

Tinfoil suddenly tapped John on the shoulder.

Her prosthetic eye, exposed to the air, flickered.

"I'll give you a gift."

John receives a piece of software on the internal channel.

[Module: Advanced Language Pack 77-15]

Citizens in the cyber era will basically have language plug-ins installed. Eden City is a mixed-race city with diverse languages. Everyone communicates through simultaneous interpretation and text scanning translation.

The software provided by Tinfoil is a bit more advanced.

Not only does it include sign language and lip reading, but the lens scanning and intelligent recognition algorithms are even better, as if they are military-grade stuff from the company.

John zooms in.

Subtitles appeared on the man's lips.

[…It’s very clean. Has anyone had access to the files? As for the deceased, if there was anything unusual before he died, please let me know if you find anything. 】

With his back to John, Eden couldn't read the lips.

[Fake, I knew that Gaia cells were not trustworthy, and a slum madonna stuck my neck...]

[Don't let me have the illusion that we have a good relationship, otherwise it will look very ironic the next time it's your turn to point a gun at my head. 】

【...There will be more people responsible for this...Do you really not consider continuing to take over the job? The mercenaries are not as clean as your team. They are all half-cyber lunatics who are trying their best to crawl. If something goes wrong, no matter how good the middleman is, there is no way to wipe the mess. 】

[Okay, I know you just want to shoot at the guy in the suit and wait until we have the chance to cooperate again. 】

[Also, take care of your people. 】

[Too much curiosity can kill people. 】

The man in the suit looked over Eden's shoulder, staring in the direction of the tin foil duo from a distance.

John felt that this was not the first time he saw him: he always felt that he had met Bismarck when he was at Tiebang Logistics, and he could even imagine the tone in which he said these words.

Too much curiosity can kill you.

……

The float buzzed away.

After Eden received the reward, he distributed it as soon as possible. The voice channel was full of dirty jokes and cheers, all discussing where to go for fun after handling the loot.

Haven gives money very easily and distributes it according to work. Large materials such as three armored vehicles may be treated as company assets, or they may be broken into small parts and sold as stolen goods and put into the monthly bonus.

Eden is a good boss.

That's what John guessed.

Although he didn't get any money, he probably didn't bully the newcomers, but had some other arrangements.

Eden got into a car with John.

"You have seen how we work. If you are willing to join us, I will help you get some decent prosthetics to increase your combat effectiveness as soon as possible. What do you think?"

John was slightly troubled, and after thinking for a moment, he smiled with relief.

"I'm really greedy for your chips and prosthetics, but I'm a wanderer at heart. It's no problem to take on tasks. Just make a call anytime you want to work. It's better to skip the job. I really can't stand clocking in at work. Already working……"

Eden shrugged: "But I can't favor one against another. You work for us without any reward. You only get the prosthetic body and the chip, okay?"

"Wouldn't that be a problem?"

"The maintenance and upgrade of prosthetics for regular employees of Haven are included in the labor contract, and are free benefits for them."

"Damn, I'm really moved."

"Fighting a company dog ​​is life-threatening." Eden knew that John was just talking, and it was no longer possible for him to join the team.

[Receive action rewards. (unacommpolished)】

Eden took him back to the Haven Company, walking through the reconstructed grand lobby corridors and brushing open the elevators with alloy reliefs.

The electronic panel displayed - Comprehensive Training Center.

When John came before, he only saw the outside of the building and the lounge on the top floor where customers are received. Below is the core area of ​​the haven.

Mid-range indoor shooting range, closed weapons warehouse, and leisure areas such as gyms...

Eden took John straight to the prosthetic limb calibration center.

Here he met the doctor in the team, and judging from the scanned information files, he was also an old military doctor.

Eden originally wanted John to choose a prosthetic limb, but after getting John's scan report, he frowned and wanted to help him make the decision.

"First make an alloy arm to improve the strength of the upper limbs, and then get a Suresh version 7.5 CQC chip."

Eden swiped on the terminal tablet, and while thinking, he caught a glimpse of the monomolecular katana that John carried with him.

"Bring the Ronin from Fuki Industrial too."

Everything is in the warehouse, stocking up quickly
Eden wants John to undergo modifications at Haven and then undergo combat training to adapt to the chip.

There is an independent operating room in the prosthetic calibration center:
The room was clean and tidy, with the smell of Lysol mixed with alcohol. The room was surrounded by display screens and robotic arms, and bright white shadowless lamps hung above the recliners.

John hesitated for a moment and declined.

Eden didn't force it, but asked: "Are you okay? When you come back from work, you feel like you have lost your soul."

"I... something's not right. Damn it, the unlucky guy who died was my former colleague, the driver of Tiebang Logistics. He turned into a Plato traitor for no reason."

"Undercover, business war, it's normal. You two have a good relationship?"

"No friendship."

John told Eden what happened to Jeffrey before he died, and the other person frowned in thought after hearing this.

he said, remembering Bismarck's face.

“I felt an inexplicable sense of urgency.”

　Thanks to Bai Nu Piao Zai Zhuanzheng, Yuxiao, and reasontruth for their rewards.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)