(0The last two hundred words are repeated, I will modify them later, I changed the settings temporarily, sorry)
A few hours later, Hiroyuki Sanada stood in the neon homeland again, and finally relied on his roots as a Yakuza to survive the intense discomfort.
He stood tenaciously by a highway, holding on to the fence, his face was livid and he gritted his teeth, and did not say a word for a long time.
After Hiroyuki Sanada, Wang Zhengdao scattered some cigars for Tang Ji, and proudly showed off: "Smell this, it's a good thing specially provided by the royal family of the Eagle Federation."
"Did you steal it?" Tang Ji passed it in front of his nose. It was indeed fragrant and deep, with a layer of white fluff condensed on the surface: "Seriously, why don't you jump ship and work with me? With your help, before the player comes back,
We can clean up the naturalized forces on the surface."
"Forget it, you and I both know that there is no point in doing this." Wang Zhengdao took out a delicate little brush, lightly swept the surface of the cigar, and stretched out four fingers: "The prophet has seen a future without players. Four
Second-rate."
"So?" Tang Ji was not as particular as he was. He rubbed a trace of flame with his fingers and lit the cigar directly.
"Three hundred and forty-two of the world's top 500 companies can't match it." Wang Zhengdao rotated the cigar and waited for the layer of fluff on the surface to be cleaned away before picking out a small piece of wood with a unique shape and lighting the cigar.
After Wang Zhengdao's set of procedures, Tang Ji felt like he was wasting his wealth. As a result, Wang Zhengdao breathed the smoke into his lungs like a cigarette, and he coughed as if he was about to die.
"Ahem... How can I buy a box of this thing worth more than 100,000 yuan?" Wang Zhengdao casually threw the whole box to Tang Ji: "I think the queen enjoyed it when she smoked it."
"A cigar cannot pass through the lungs, at least not through the natural lungs." Tang Ji shrugged and put the cedar box into his arms.
"What the prophet means is that there are 342 large companies that have something to do with players?" Tang Ji understood the prophet's pessimism, but he couldn't understand the prophet's slackness.
Perhaps because he has never seen a future without players, he doesn't care how deeply the players are rooted in this world. As long as he is not dead and kills them one by one, he will eventually kill them all.
"Who knows, she is becoming more and more sensitive and irritable, and her mental and physical age has the characteristics of a thirty-five-year-old and an eighty-year-old at the same time." At this time, Wang Zhengdao's voice was a little low: "The doctor said that she
I can’t hold on much longer.”
"She's dying? How soon?" Tang Ji frowned. Although he couldn't talk about the Ark Organization, the prophet was indeed kind to him.
"Maybe a month, maybe a year, but she has decided to look at the future again." Wang Zhengdao looked at Tang Ji: "When her consciousness returns again, it will be her death."
"I remember that when she comes back again, she will be eighteen years old again, young again, and living her life again." Tang Ji took a deep breath of the cigar, then exhaled the smoke for a long time, savoring the pleasure brought by the special offering:
"If everything goes well, maybe she can solve the player's problem herself."
"She can't do it anymore. Her body doesn't allow it. The prophet is very aware of her state." Wang Zhengdao sighed: "Her abilities are much stronger than before, but she can only choose to return to death when she was eighteen.
It’s better to return to the time of gazing before you die.”
"This... is really a very practical upgrade direction." Tang Ji commented against his will. After all, the prophet's ability involves too many things.
Even Wu Qianying couldn't tell whether she really saw the future or whether she had imagined a 'future world' in her brain by relying on a large amount of data and calculations.
The latter can better explain her continuous physical aging, but a lot of the information provided by the prophet is too specific, and it is almost impossible to be a virtual future.
Wu Qianying once tried to ask Tang Ji to obtain some biological samples from the prophet, but Tang Ji refused.
"The prophet wants to see if he can see the future of the player's existence in some special way." Wang Zhengdao explained in a low voice: "Every time the prophet looks at the future, he will see a different future because of his own differences."
"In what way?" Tang Ji didn't feel too sad about the prophet's choice. Almost all the stories between the prophet and him happened in the future that only she knew.
For Tang Ji himself, the prophet was just a stranger who suddenly appeared and showed kindness to him. Tang Ji was willing to go through fire and water for the prophet's help, but he could not disguise his feelings.
"When she looked into the future for the fourth time, she gave herself a transfusion of blood left by the player at the scene, but it failed." A trace of determination flashed in the eyes of the man who couldn't smoke cigars: "This time, she wanted to try to be possessed by the player.
At that moment, use your abilities.”
"Is she crazy?" Tang Ji's voice suddenly rose: "How can she guarantee that the consciousness that goes to the future is her and not the player? How can she guarantee that she will be safe and sound?"
"She can't guarantee it, but she said there's nothing to lose. If the returning consciousness belongs to the player, it's up to you to kill the player directly." Wang Zhengdao said to Tang Ji seriously: "So, are you willing to help the prophet complete her mission?
Last wish?"
"What does the prophet need me to do?" Tang Ji puffed out his cigar again and asked in a smoky voice.
"First of all, you continue your plan to clean up the player's body library, but remember to keep one of them." Wang Zhengdao glanced at Hiroyuki Sanada, who was still motionless in the distance: "You have to find a way to kill the person responsible for clearing the body memory.
A superhuman, waiting for the player to return before sending the disguised prophet into the body warehouse, waiting for her to be descended by the player when she is fully conscious, and then raiding the body warehouse to give the prophet a chance to activate his abilities..."
"Friend, what you need is God, not me." Tang Ji laughed at himself: "This plan sounds like a child's play, it requires too many coincidences and luck..."
Tang Ji suddenly got stuck. He pointed at Wang Zhengdao with his cigar: "What the prophet needs is not me, but Mr. Good Luck."
"Yes, but you are still an important part of the plan. Only you can completely kill the player." Wang Zhengdao patted Tang Ji's shoulder hard: "This is our only chance to see the real future. Don't you want to know
The future?"
Wang Zhengdao still didn't say anything. Although the prophet and the Ark organization she led have been fighting against the players, deep down they still look forward to a chance in the future and the possibility of peaceful coexistence.
"I understand, and I will try my best." Tang Ji left the butt of his cigar still on the road and strode towards Hiroyuki Sanada.
Before starting the prophet's far-fetched plan, he had to finish his own work.
"Sanada, let's go find a chef named Nagakusa Shiro first. You can check where the bone ware is." Tangji patted Hiroyuki Sanada on the back.
The next second, Hiroyuki Sanada lay on the railing and vomited. The four words "Return Home in Rich Clothes" were crossed out in Sanada's heart...
...
...
"This is my hometown. Neon has two metropolitan areas with a population of more than 20 million people. The Keihanshin metropolitan area is one of them, and it is an integral part of it." Hiroyuki Sanada got a car by his own means.
, pulling Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao to drive on the narrow road.
Wang Zhengdao took them directly to a location one hundred and twenty kilometers away from Osaka City. He generally would not jump in places he was not familiar with, especially in an environment like a neon urban area.
As a space jumper, it is instinctive to be careful not to jump into a dead place. In Wang Zhengdao's perception, the entire city is full of dead places, and there are almost no empty and uninhabited places.
So they either risk jumping directly into the wall of a building to enter Osaka City, or they drive in. Wang Zhengdao needs to spend some time to 'understand' this area in order to jump here more efficiently.
To Tang Ji, superhuman abilities are a bit ridiculous, but Wang Zhengdao's is considered normal.
"What crime have you committed?" Tang Ji remembered Hiroyuki Sanada saying that he was a wanted criminal in Neon.
"I used to work in Arasha's security company. During another operation, I killed a person who shouldn't have been killed. The other person's father was a council member." Hiroyuki Sanada smiled bitterly: "Arasha didn't want to offend a council member for a soldier.
, and don’t want to just hand me over and arrange for me to go to the Federation to fend for myself.”
"Aren't you worried about your face being caught by the camera?" Tang Ji glanced at the cameras on the streets. He had special equipment on him to prevent the cameras from capturing clear images, so there was no need to worry.
"Didn't you think about this problem when you arrested me?" Hiroyuki Sanada asked quietly: "The face you see now has been re-plasticized. I have completely severed ties with my past.
"
"So Hiroyuki Sanada is not your real name?" Tang Ji opened the electronic map of Osaka City and became as familiar with the environment as possible.
"It is now." Hiroyuki Sanada fell into silence and drove towards the famous bone bathing restaurant.
Tang Ji and the others also just learned that because of the unique cooking concept and amazing taste of the restaurant called Bone Swimming Grill, reservations have been scheduled for seven months. Only special customers can temporarily jump in the queue and disrupt the queue.
order.
As for their group, there was one wanted criminal and two stowaways. Obviously, they did not have the honor to jump in line until today.
"Let's go around here twice first, and then we'll find an opportunity to sneak in." Tang Ji ordered as he looked at the Bonefish Restaurant open in the downtown area.
The legendary genius chef who mastered the secret of bone bathing is obviously not short of money. His shop covers an area of more than 600 square meters and has a small courtyard with bamboo and pond, which is very unique in this crowded city.
However, this made it easier for Tang Ji and the others to infiltrate. At such a close distance, Wang Zhengdao easily brought the two of them into the courtyard of the Bonefish Restaurant.
But here, it is so quiet that you can even hear the chirping of cicadas, and the downtown area separated by a wall seems to have disappeared out of thin air. This huge contrast is enough to bring a very special experience to the guests who come here.
"White noise jammer." Wang Zhengdao pointed to the equipment that looked like a stereo in the corner: "But the effect is so good, it must be terribly expensive. Your target must be very rich. Didn't you say he is a cook?"
Obviously, this cook named Nagagusa Shiro has wealth that does not match his status. This is a dangerous sign.
Hiroyuki Sanada performed much better than the previous times. He just took a few deep breaths to resist the discomfort caused by short-distance jumps.
"Tang Jun, what are you going to do next, rush in and help the poor cooking master?" Sanada Hiroyuki wanted to tell Tang Ji that this is Neon, not Night City, the rules are different, it's best not to
So impulsive.
But he looked at Wang Zhengdao next to Tang Ji and restrained himself. Based on his knowledge, he really couldn't think of anything that such a pair would not dare to do if they got together.
Even if they later said they were going to the Imperial Palace to kidnap the Neon Emperor, Hiroyuki Sanada would thoughtfully help them chart a route.
Thinking of this, Hiroyuki Sanada simply started to appreciate the scenery here. After all, he could not find such a pure scenery in Night City.
Under the pavilion is an artificial stream less than one meter wide. The water is crystal clear and dotted with a few lotus flowers, making the place look full of life.
But Hiroyuki Sanada soon discovered something was wrong. The fish swimming in the creek were very strange. When he looked carefully, he took a step back and almost screamed.
"The fish here!" Hiroyuki Sanada suddenly stretched out his hand and fished out a fish from the stream.
What kind of fish is that? The head and tail are still intact all over the body, while the body has been picked clean, leaving only a single fish bone with a thorn.
But it was still alive and kicking in Hiroyuki Sanada's hands, as if he didn't even notice that it was 'incomplete'.
Tang Ji took a look at the stream. There were forty or fifty fish of various sizes in it. Almost all of them were mutilated fish. Some were missing their flesh, and some had their heads chopped off.
"What did you call this restaurant before?" Wang Zhengdao frowned and asked, "Guyong Shao? Is this restaurant serious?"
"Whether he's serious or not, we'll find out if we go and take a look. It's lunch time as well." Tang Ji tidied up his clothes: "It seems that our new friend has developed quite unhealthy aesthetics. Maybe we need to help him reverse it."
one time."
Hiroyuki Sanada threw the fish back into the water. He felt that after just half a day with Tang Ji, his world view had been broadened twice.
Tang Ji took a look at the stream. There were forty or fifty fish of various sizes in it. Almost all of them were mutilated fish. Some were missing their flesh, and some had their heads chopped off.
"What did you call this restaurant before?" Wang Zhengdao frowned and asked, "Guyong Shao? Is this restaurant serious?"
"Whether he's serious or not, we'll find out if we go and take a look. It's lunch time as well." Tang Ji tidied up his clothes: "It seems that our new friend has developed quite unhealthy aesthetics. Maybe we need to help him reverse it."
one time."
Hiroyuki Sanada threw the fish back into the water. He felt that his world view had been expanded twice as much as just half a day with Tang Ji.
