"Just as I thought, it's this kind!"
Carl happily returned to her room with a Cyberpsychosis braindance banned in Night City.
After buying this sort of braindance from the braindance shop, she had been looking forward to it the whole way back.
She had heard about them before, but she had never expected they actually existed.
The kind of braindance Carl found interesting was naturally a Cyberpsychosis braindance. Otherwise, what, some porn braindance?
What a joke. In 2075, porn braindances did not violate anything. Not just shops like this—any braindance peddler on the street could pull out a whole stack of them. Only ones involving particularly extreme gore would be banned, and Carl had no interest in those.
What was so interesting about porn? Could it compare to experiencing how a cyberpsycho fought?
After all, ordinary people who went mad because they could not handle their cyberware did not deserve to be officially called Cyberpsychos. The Cyberpsychos officially recorded and reported by the Night City Police Department were usually quite capable, the sort ordinary NCPD officers found difficult to deal with. In other words, they were all strong.
What could she learn this time?
Combat instincts forged at the edge of death, or combat experience carved into the bone? She could hardly wait.
Compared to ordinary braindances, which normally cost fifty eddies, this officially banned braindance was quite expensive. Carl had only bought two copies, yet she had spent five hundred and ten eddies—roughly five times the price.
Edgerunners, Episodes Seven and Sixteen. They're not even consecutive. I wonder how many episodes this series has.
Looking at the numbers on the braindance packaging, Carl also noticed a few letters in one corner that looked like the initials of the producer's name.
The braindance editor?
She did not know.
Carl did