The Creators: From Night City

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However, coincidentally, some people think the same way.

As soon as the group turned into the alley, they discovered a person standing deep inside the alley in the dim moonlight.

The person was wearing a very tight black bodysuit, which accentuated the two rounded mounds on her chest. The bodysuit clung to her body so tightly that it felt like a second skin, perfectly outlining her full and curvaceous figure.

Two long legs in high heels left everyone speechless.

What are you trying to do?

As the woman approached, her delicate and alluring face emerged from the darkness, appearing before everyone.

What a beautiful face! The delicate eyebrows and captivating eyes are mesmerizing, while the cherry-like lips and pert nose seem to have been meticulously designed by the Creator—perfectly proportioned, neither too much nor too little.

Coupled with her fair and delicate skin that seemed to drip with moisture, and the metal collar around her neck that exuded sexual tension, the men were left speechless and filled with awe.

"Holy crap, I've hit the jackpot! There's such a gem in this back alley."

The younger brother who was talking sounded just like a baboon in heat, he was practically lunging forward with his tongue lolling out.

But Jasper felt something was wrong; after all, how could a pure flower bloom in such a desolate place?

"Boss, we've hit the jackpot today. This is probably the best Mewtwo Star out there. It can't compare to something like Lina Marina."

One of the henchmen pulled out a machete and was eager to step forward.

"The Cleaners, or the Voodoo Gang?"

Raven, wearing sky-high heels, took a few more steps in front of the crowd, creating a gap that allowed Jasper to see the scene deep in the alley.

The scene was a bloody mess; such a description is not an exaggeration at all.

Four bodies lay dead deep in the alley. The blood and tissue fluid still flowing on the ground indicated that their deaths had just occurred. There was no one else at the scene, and the identity of the murderer was beyond doubt.

"Small…"

Before Jasper could finish his warning, a shimmering light had already bloomed in the alley.

"It doesn't matter anymore. Target's identity confirmed, criminal, begin the cleanup."

Before the words were even finished, the raven's graceful figure had already flashed past the scavengers.

After she sheathed the gleaming white, chilling sword blade, blood spurted from the bodies of the unfortunate men.

The scavengers, just like the Arasaka agents she had just eliminated, had their bodies cut in two, minimizing the possibility that they weren't completely dead.

She was walking back into the alley to continue investigating the intelligence on the agent when she suddenly noticed the unconscious girl on the ground and stopped in her tracks.

The other party was still unable to regain her free will from the catalysis of a bunch of chemical reagents, but even in her coma, she was still tightly holding the trophy with two fists crossed and a pattern of intertwined black and green olive leaves on the cup.

"I won! I beat her! I can wear WBA boxing gear now! I did it!" the girl, barely clothed and covered in filth, murmured.

A moment later, Raven still called the operations center.

“I am ‘Raven’. There are cleaners in the western alley of the Long Beach stockpile. There is one survivor on site. Please provide immediate assistance.”

After reporting the incident, Raven looked down at the 'atonement collar' around its neck, pursed its lips, and leaped onto the roof of a building in the alley, disappearing into the darkness. It didn't leave until the armed [Anti-Entropy] patrol arrived.

Her current job dictates that she cannot appear in the light of day; as a newly recruited special operations team member of the counterintelligence department, she must remain hidden in the shadows.

This is her punishment, but also her redemption. She accepts it willingly, because at least she is needed by someone now.

The Gemstone Azure Building has completely changed hands. Not only has the entire building been taken over by [Anti-Entropy], but even the building's appearance has undergone significant changes.

Numerous mysterious and impressive devices were installed in the vacant floors, and the buildings surrounding the building were also renovated and guarded by Anti-Entropy soldiers 24 hours a day.

The soldiers naturally couldn't tell the residents of Dogtown that this was an air defense system meticulously built by their BOSS; in fact, they themselves didn't know anything about the inside.

Chapter 661 Valerie's Redemption

This automated air defense system, which incorporates the most cutting-edge technologies Jiang Bing possesses, took a lot of his effort and ether, and can be considered a true black technology in the cyberpunk world.

If it weren't for the concern that military technology might be used in a desperate situation, Jiang Bing wouldn't have 'forged' it.

Working in conjunction with it is the supercomputing center located on the 25th floor of the Gemstone Green Building. This newly built computer room will provide computing power support for most of the data calculation, analysis, and storage for [Reverse Entropy] in Dogtown.

Raven took the private elevator of the Gemstone Blue Building to the 44th floor, her metallic high heels clicking on the faux wood floor.

As a top-tier warrior, she could naturally walk silently.

But she did it on purpose.

The office door at the end of the corridor opened from the inside, and an administrative staff member stepped out, followed by a figure with long pink hair.

A dejected Valerie peeked out from her private office.

As a key member of Arasaka's counterintelligence department, with Anti-Entropy taking over Dogtown and agents from various companies swarming in like hyenas, she naturally had to take up the mantle of intelligence and counterintelligence work to safeguard the underground front for Anti-Entropy.

The price she paid was that she had to work 20 hours a day almost non-stop, with her completely glued to her desk and barely having time to eat.

The reason for this situation is quite simple: in the areas of intelligence and counterintelligence, [Reverse Entropy] lacks both experience and personnel.

Fortunately, her personnel application was quickly supplemented by the organization after her constant nagging. Although the number of people was small, at least administrative, analytical, logistical, and special operations personnel were all in place. In addition, the 'ace' personally handed over by the BOSS in front of her and the authority to apply for the transfer of 'Black King Apostles' at any time undoubtedly greatly relieved her work pressure during this period.

Her working hours were also reduced from 20 hours a day to 16 hours a day.

"Raven, you're back so soon? Did you get everything sorted out?"

A blood-stained data chip was tossed onto the table.

“Four people in total, just as you expected.” Raven leaned her plump body against the door frame and said coldly.

The sight of those surging waves left Valerie, whose sexual orientation was 'normal,' momentarily stunned.

Fortunately, her resentment at finishing her work as soon as possible quickly freed her from the control of vulgar desires like lust.

She inserted the data chip into the dedicated card reader.

The code, like a waterfall, flashed across the screen in an instant.

"It's the same old thing, using multi-embedded joint encryption, nothing new at all."

Valerie, a super hacker herself, didn't even consider reporting to the technical department. With her prosthetic eyes always sharp, she quickly broke through the old-fashioned encryption and obtained the data inside.

"Sure enough, I guessed right."

A holographic topographic map appeared on her screen, and it was easy to tell from the terrain that this place belonged to the underground of Dogtown.

The complex network of pipes and the expansive underground structures form a vast underground complex.

"What is this?" the raven asked curiously.

"The Little Beidou Research Base, a top-secret research facility that military technology once built underground in Dogtown, as I expected, has a number of Arasaka spies mixed in with the group of unemployed vagrants who have been wandering around the known area recently. They are the ones who are most interested in their old enemy's 'backside'."

What's inside?

"I'm not sure, but it's probably related to the runaway AI."

Valerie spoke casually, completely unaware that Raven's eyelids twitched involuntarily several times when she heard about the out-of-control AI.

"Any other tasks?" This atonemented Edosian was in a period of eagerness to prove himself.

“This is your fourth field mission recently. Including this one, you’ve been busy from morning till night. Don’t you need a rest?” Valerie looked at the King of Rolls, her eyes showing no appreciation for her capable subordinate, only deep reprimand for Rolls Dog.

In fact, as long as they have enough energy, Edos-type people really don't need to rest for a short period of time.

"Any other tasks?" Raven, wearing sky-high heels, leaned close to Valerie's table, bracing herself on the edge and pressing her face against Valerie's, completely disregarding the fact that her exposed cleavage was more prominent than Valerie's rank.

"Yes, yes, yes, if you want to work, of course there's always work to be done."

Valerie reinserted a chip into the card reader, her fingers flying across the screen, bringing up two task briefings.

"Not long ago, within the known area, a patrol squad was ambushed. The enemy used a directional explosive device to seriously wound one 'Black King Apostle' and kill two auxiliary soldiers."

"Most of those who attacked were killed on the spot, and those who survived were killed by the 'Black King Apostles' who came to support them later. However, these people were just fringe travelers hired at high prices and had little intelligence value. All we know now is that the leader was a person named 'Diatom,' but he has not been seen since the ambush. I suspect that he is still lurking in some corner of Dogtown."

Valerie typed on the keyboard and brought up the photo of 'diatoms'.

To be honest, his facial features are average. Apart from a sexy butt and chin, he's not particularly special.

"So, are you interested in the task of finding people?"

"What about the other one?" the raven asked, indicating its refusal.

“This is a little troublesome, this place,” Valerie tapped on the keyboard and brought up a photo.

This is an aerial view of Luxor Hill, with a neat college standing in the center of the picture, which is quite orderly compared to the surrounding dilapidated buildings.

"Information indicates that Institute 341 is conducting human experiments in secret and is illegally providing samples to major companies for gene modification and prosthetic body modification experiments. Hansen didn't do much about it because they've been paying them well lately, but this is clearly not in line with our [Anti-Entropy] philosophy."

Valerie paused here, then pulled up another picture from the intelligence report.

This is a photo of the front desk of this research institute. The familiar black and blue olive leaf logo in the picture made Raven's eyes narrow involuntarily.

“However, this matter is not serious enough for our department to handle. It’s just that this organization has always been very close to biotechnology. Recently, a few biotechnology agents have been sneaking around here under the pretext of business exchanges. Who knows what kind of conspiracy they are plotting, so~” She pulled off the data chip and handed it to Raven.

"Please make this trip and see if you can find any useful clues."

"Also, be mindful of the impact. This is a well-known 'legitimate business' in Dogtown. Don't make a scene of carnage all the time, or the administration will definitely cause trouble for us, and people from other departments will spread rumors that we're all cyber-psychotics," Valerie instructed.

I will try my best.

Chapter 662 Uncooperative Patient

To Valerie, Raven's words were essentially meaningless.

"Please, don't use the knife! I'm begging you, can't we use our brains instead?" Valerie's desperate cry was abruptly cut off by the solid wood office door, silently demonstrating the excellent sound insulation of this high-end solid wood door.

Although Raven has a large chest, she is definitely not brainless. Although she likes to use knives, it's mainly because in past missions, knives have often been more direct and effective than using her brain.

She can use her brain, and she's more effective and efficient than others.

After all, her brain is a 'computer'.

Floor 32, the Night City branch of the [Anti-Entropy] medical department. This branch is not responsible for medical technology research and development, nor does it have any reverse engineering or clinical trial research departments. Its main responsibility is to provide medical care for all [Anti-Entropy] employees in Night City.

And that lucky guy, who reeked of stench, was fortunate enough to be sent here.

Those who frequently use drugs know how pleasurable it is when ingesting drugs, and how painful the withdrawal symptoms and sobriety are.

Julia Young felt as if she had been forcibly shoved into a runaway washing machine. Her vision was constantly distorted and deformed. The colors peeking through her eyelids were blindingly bright. Various orbs of light exploded in her vision and then quickly faded into a grayish-white, like stubborn stains on a wall.

Her once-proud, strong body was completely out of her control. One moment she felt light as if she were about to ascend, and the next she felt heavy as if she were filled with lead. The earth undulated beneath her like waves, making her feel nauseous.

But apart from the burning pain from the excruciating stomach acid, she felt nothing else in her empty stomach.

"Relax."

A soft female voice seemed to come from the heavens, successfully awakening her consciousness, which had been drifting like a rootless duckweed.

A slightly cool hand touched her burning forehead, and her thoughts drifted away as the other person's hand cooled her.

A rapid gaze.

Finally, she awoke from the illusory dream woven by D-products.

"Relax, take a deep breath, dizziness is normal."

The glaring light stung her eyes, causing her to involuntarily squint and tears welled up.

"What's your name?" Florence, the head of the medical department on duty in Dogtown this week, unusually came to 'take care' of this ordinary patient, out of respect for the raven standing with its arms crossed.

Yes, even if someone takes a lot of drugs, it's not a big deal in the [Anti-Entropy] medical department, or even in the entire medical community of Night City.

"I'm awake now."

Florence gave the addict an IV drip of green fluid, the main ingredient of which was a concentrated life-giving element extracted from Monster Hunter World healing medicine. The medical department had been trying to analyze this magical substance that could revive the dead and restore life to its original state, but progress was very slow.

This slowness isn't due to the inability to analyze the components, but rather the inability to synthesize it at all. It seems this thing only works if it grows on the land of the Monster Hunter world.

Fortunately, the research progressed much faster after the other faction in the medical department, the "idealistic magic faction," joined. The sorceresses Margarita, Shel de Tansaville, Triss Merigold, and others have already advanced the project to the point of figuring out how to use the replica magical space to create a suitable environment for the healing herbs to survive.

Furthermore, with Margarita using her influence to persuade two Archdruids she knew, it's believed that acres of healing potion fields in 'Heimul' are just around the corner.

"Did you draw 'Dumbo'?" Florence tapped the data panel in his hand, his words questioning but his tone quite certain.

"This drug, which mixes lysergic acid diacetamide with LSD, will severely disrupt your sensory system, distort reality, induce hallucinations and delusions, and is very likely to cause schizophrenia-like symptoms. However, it is considered relatively mild among the many drugs on the market in Night City. You still have some brains and chose a less deadly one to smoke."

Who are you?

“Julia Young?” Florence took two steps back, giving the spotlight to the raven that had come forward.

"This is the [Anti-Entropy] medical department. We have a mission that requires your cooperation."

"I'm not cooperating, who do you think you are?" Unexpectedly, the word 'cooperate' seemed to pierce the other party's long-numbed nerves, causing Julia Young to struggle violently on the hospital bed.