Alt Cunningham.
Who was she?
If anyone had to ask that question, it would be rather ridiculous.
Because she was simply too famous—legendary, even.
She had many identities.
A famous legend, once the best hacker in Night City, Johnny Silverhand's current girlfriend, and so on. But among all those identities, there was one that could not be avoided now.
The creator of Relic.
"Alt Cunningham."
V murmured her name, his brow slightly furrowed.
"But Johnny clearly said she was long gone. He said he made a mistake and lost the person he loved most forever."
"Relic."
Carl spoke calmly. "It seems this thing not only brought Johnny back to life in present-day Night City, but also saved its creator. However, unlike Johnny, who was stored inside Relic, Alt was killed by Soulkiller, its prototype. Her consciousness had long since sunk into the depths of the Net and become part of cyberspace."
"You mean..."
Oliver frowned. "Alt became a Rogue AI and is now on the other side of the Blackwall, and then you intend to..."
Seeing the storage chip Carl had already inserted into his body, Oliver, who knew what it contained, could not help sucking in a sharp breath. "You intend to cross the Blackwall and go find Alt?!"
"That's right." Carl's tone was as calm as if he were discussing dinner plans. "Though Relic is Arasaka's improved version, its original creator was Alt. To ensure Johnny's safety, we should ask his girlfriend—the true owner of this program."
"This..."
Oliver was momentarily at a loss for words.
He suddenly understood why Carl had waited until T-BUG was immersed in the physical and mental connection inspection, unable to pay attention to them, before bringing this up.
If Carl had mentioned it earlier, then even if T-BUG did not object, she