Chapter 1132: Chapter 368: Where the Hell Am I?_3
"For his dream, I have to work even harder."
Qiwei felt helpless, hearing this made her teeth ache.
"Seriously, at this point you’re still speaking for him. Just how much of the potion did he feed you?"
Lucy smugly shook her head, as if showing off to Qiwei.
And at that moment, she received a message.
[Pandora: Mentor Lucy, Brother Ni and the others have been sent to the base by Delaman. All three are seriously injured, ERO is performing emergency aid.]
[Lucy: Got it, have ERO send the chip to the bio lab as soon as possible. I’ll be there immediately.]
Lucy’s smile faded.
relic2.0
Johnny Silverhand
Ote Cunningham
Any of these pieces of information, if leaked, would cause a sensation across Night City, and Lin Miao had apparently known the legendary hacker Ote Cunningham in the past, although the true duration of their contact was unknown; Lin Miao had never mentioned it to Lucy.
"Qiwei, I need a favor."
She tidied her clothes and jumped off the hacker chair.
"Hm?"
"I’m taking you to meet someone significant."
Qiwei was a bit surprised to hear this.
"A significant person? Surely it’s not another company boss coming to inspect, right? I won’t go. Those people only care about money, nothing else."
"It’s not money-related. You’d never guess who, but you would regret it for life if you don’t go."
Lucy spoke with a mysterious air, sparking Qiwei’s curiosity.
Even when Miles came over to browse the factory, she hadn’t been so excited.
Seeing Lucy already walking out of the hacker lab, Qiwei hurried to catch up.
"Wait for me..."
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"What is this?"
When the chip was handed to Anne Hathaway, she was even ordered to halt an ongoing neurological inhibitor drug experiment.
"Relic."
Among the people who knew this news, there was basically only Lucy.
Hathaway lifted her head in surprise, and Lucy continued.
"2.0."
"2.0? But I’ve heard in the market..."
Realizing something, Hathaway quickly shut up, pointing to the chip kept in cold storage.
"Who’s inside? Huang Ban Sanlang?"
"I wish it were Huang Ban Sanlang, so I could properly torture him, but unfortunately, it’s not."
Lucy said.
"You should have heard this name, Johnny, Johnny Silverhand."
"Hiss——"
Qiwei’s breathing mask directly turned up to maximum power, almost sucking her lungs to explosion.
"You better be joking, Lucy."
Her voice trembled.
Johnny Silverhand
What does that mean?
The legendary rock kid who blew up Huangban Tower, a permanent legend of Night City, whose tales countless people still sing, even today many are his fanatics.
And now you’re telling me, his consciousness is hidden in this chip?
Forget about Qiwei’s disbelief, even Hathaway didn’t buy it.
How could Huang Ban possibly have the soul imprint of someone who died in a nuclear blast?
Lucy spoke straight.
"Using Soul Killer to kill and replicate consciousness data cannot be changed. Just connect a brain for a trial run of the program, and you’ll know."
Never attempt to touch a piece of code that runs fine, even if it looks buggy.
Even to this day, Huang Ban’s programmers have failed to figure out how the soul data imprint COPIED by Soul Killer operates.
Touch it ever so slightly, and the entire imprint program collapses immediately, data freezes, irrecoverable, resetting the entire runtime library doesn’t help.
As the saying goes, one bug is a bug, a pile of bugs can work, you’d do better to pray to the Supreme Turing Celestial Venerable before running the program.
Since then, Huang Ban dared not let anyone mess with the imprint, focusing solely on hardware, waiting fifty years.
And those self-operating soul imprints in the Oracle, untouched by anyone, remaining in self-maintenance mode, yet capable of inexplicable self-reorganization.
Hathaway and Qiwei exchanged glances, and eventually, Hathaway mustered the courage, taking out the relic chip, connecting it to a brain submerged in nutrient fluid that had been brain-dead for a long time.
There wasn’t a shortage in her bio lab, with plenty of brains from players who died abruptly.
Just after connecting the relic to a brain and inputting the activation command, the data on the bio-monitoring equipment left Hathaway incredulous.
"This... is reverse biological genetic engineering... but... it’s not possible..."
She took her hands off the equipment, retreating incoherently, seemingly startled by something.
"What do you mean?"
Qiwei frowned.
"Isn’t it just a relic?"
"No, it’s definitely not just a relic."
Hathaway shook her head wildly.
"It’s a monster, its nano-program is transforming the brain’s neural system structure... it’s turning the brain into... into another person..."
Her face pale, she looked at Lucy.
"Are you sure this came from Huang Ban?"
Lucy also seemed aware of the gravity, her mouth twitching.
"To be precise... it was snatched from Huang Ban Lai Xuan, it’s still warm."
Qiwei was so shocked her jaw nearly hit the floor.
The three shifted their gazes towards the brain immersed in nutrient fluid; if Hathaway was right.
Live transforming a human brain into another person using a chip, and it seemed the process could be infinitely repeated through Soul Killer, the term ’terrifying’ wouldn’t suffice for such technology.
What exactly is Huang Ban researching?
What did Huang Ban Sanlang do first?
As they still reeled from the revelation of this relic2.0, the screen connected to the brain started showing numerous noise points, like grains on paper, constantly assembling and collapsing, with shapes gradually morphing into a human form as the chip’s biological tissue awakened.
"Uh... Where the hell am I? Damn, why do I feel like my head’s all messed up, did I drink too much again?"
"Rogers! Shai Yitunai and that idiot journalist whose name I can’t remember, are you there?"
