Starting From Night City

There wasn't the slightest sense of pressure.

The two continued chatting for a while longer before ending the call.

At this moment, the system, which had been silent for a long time, finally came online.

"You figured AR Glasses aren't just toys for the rich, and that they can be improved. All it takes is a slight adjustment to achieve this. Do you wish to spend 5 Potential Points to obtain the improved blueprints?"

Su Xiao was stunned for a moment.

Then, he was overjoyed.

So, the "I Guess" skill was triggered passively.

Good heavens, Su Xiao exclaimed.

He had only stayed in the Buckle Family for less than half a year.

Now that he had arrived in Night City and spent so much time here, His true golden finger had finally come online.

It was just too slow.

What exactly caused him to be infected with the pigeon attribute?

After his rant, Su Xiao brought up the status panel.

He took a look.

Previously, when resisting the Serpent Nation warriors at the Buckle Family camp, he had gained 3 Potential Points.

Later, in the Cyberpsychosis incident in the small town outside Night City, he gained another 2 Potential Points.

Not too many, not too few, exactly 5 points.

"5 Potential Points have been consumed. Improved blueprints obtained: Tactical Goggles."

The next moment, a massive amount of blueprint content and manufacturing knowledge poured into Su Xiao's mind like a river flowing into the sea.

Even learning chips used by rich kids uploaded knowledge at a snail's pace, and could only upload a portion each day.

If it were like Su Xiao's situation, his head would have exploded like a watermelon.

However, Su Xiao had the system's protection. Although his head ached terribly, He still absorbed all the knowledge.

With a thought, The materials needed to manufacture the Tactical Goggles appeared clearly in his mind.

Su Xiao left the garage and found Jack, who was helping V at the Wolf Bar.

"Are these the AR Glasses you bought from the Priest? They really suit you."

V's heartfelt compliment lacked any pretense.

"Thanks, you've both worked hard. Dinner tonight is on me. Let me show you what I can do."

"You can cook Chinese food? The authentic kind?"

There were quite a few Chinese people in Night City, and Chinese restaurants.

There was even a Chinese community in Watson District called Chinatown.

However, there were only a few truly authentic Chinese restaurants in Night City.

Most of them had been localized and modified to suit American tastes.

Jack had always wanted to try real, authentic Chinese food.

He had even once entertained the idea of traveling to China, but his empty wallet unceremoniously rejected him: "No, you don't!"

Jack rubbed his hands together and happily walked away.

V wanted to stay and help.

But Su Xiao smiled and ushered him out of the kitchen.

When Su Xiao was alone in the kitchen, he seemed to recall something and called Jack.

"I need some things. Could you help me buy them?"

"Are they ingredients for Chinese food?"

"Yes, but there are also some things that aren't for Chinese food, but are very important to me. You'll need to buy them from the Priest."

"No problem, leave it all to me."

Jack agreed without a second thought.

Su Xiao then sent the materials needed to manufacture the Tactical Goggles to Jack via the AR Glasses.

The materials Su Xiao needed were delivered by the Priest's subordinate a few days later.

He used Jack's garage and locked himself inside.

V, Jack, Mrs. Wells, and Peppy all showed great understanding and didn't disturb Su Xiao.

They delivered food and water to the tightly shut garage door.

Then they delivered again at dinner, collecting the plates and water bottles.

Time ticked by, drop by drop.

Night deepened.

Even the Wolf Bar closed.

The garage door remained shut, showing no signs of opening.

V and Jack decided to just spend the night at the bar.

The next day was the same.

The third day was also the same.

This situation continued for three days.

Inside the garage.

Su Xiao stretched his body as much as possible, easing his fatigue.

On the workbench in front of him lay a mask in black and blue.

This was the Tactical Goggles he had spent three days to finally create.

Su Xiao put them on.

The Tactical Goggles were large.

When worn, they covered almost half of his face, leaving only his forehead and hair exposed.

But they didn't feel stuffy at all.

Instead, they were very breathable.

The field of vision was good, and it could zoom in on distant objects.

Especially clear.

In addition to the communication, transfer, and personal connection functions inherent to AR Glasses, the Tactical Goggles also had night vision, thermal imaging, and scanning modes.

Especially the scanning mode.

In 2077, weapon manufacturers developed a new type of grenade called a reconnaissance grenade.

This grenade could detect personnel deployment within a certain range and feed the information back to the user's cybernetic eye.

The Tactical Goggles directly integrated a scanning mode with the same effect as the reconnaissance grenade.

It could detect not only on flat ground but also through walls.

Unless special materials were used, or the wall had an anti-reconnaissance coating.

Su Xiao first tested the night vision and thermal imaging functions separately and was very satisfied.

Then he switched to scanning mode.

A circle of red light spread out in all directions.

The image in his field of vision did not turn into a white-hot/black-hot/color image like thermal imaging, or a green haze like night vision goggles.

Instead, the image was the same as before.

But there were many red humanoid outlines.

These were the people detected by the scanning mode.

They could be detected even through thick walls.

And because these Tactical Goggles were connected to the NCPD database, each humanoid outline would display the registered name and personal information of the person in the NCPD database in real-time.

He could even see Jack secretly drinking at the bar again, then Mrs. Wells angrily taking the bottle away, and V in the bathroom...

Cough.

Su Xiao silently turned off the scanning mode.

In addition to the active functions mentioned above, there was also a passive function.

Anti-detection interference.

This would cause any scan performed on the person wearing the Tactical Goggles to fail.

In other words, as long as Su Xiao wore these Tactical Goggles, he didn't need to worry about his true appearance being captured, even if he walked openly under surveillance cameras.

Because the entire humanoid outline captured would be blurry, automatically applying a thick layer of mosaic.

Chapter 27: Chicken Soup is Here

"Sebastian Ibarra."

The Priest, hearing the voice, shifted his gaze from the Bible on the table before him and slowly looked up.

He saw a man "standing" in front of him.

The man was wearing a suit and a tie.

On his wrist, he wore a watch that gleamed with silver light.

His leather shoes were polished to a mirror shine.

He looked like a Corp Dog.

However, more striking than his attire were his eyes.

His left eye was no different from a normal person's.

His right eye, however, had three narrow, vertical cybernetic eyes arranged in a downward-facing cluster.

These spider-like, modified compound eyes gave off an inexplicable sense of pressure and coldness.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"No, I'm here to eat," the Priest closed the Bible, pushed it aside, and smiled faintly. "The food at Tom's Restaurant is quite good, so I came specifically to try it. As for you..."

The Priest sized up the man. "Aren't you rumored to rarely leave Santo Domingo, Faraday?"

"It's nice to get out and about once in a while."

Faraday didn't wait for the Priest's invitation and unceremoniously sat down opposite him.

He rested his elbows on the table, clasped his hands together, and rested his chin lightly on the backs of his hands.

The temperature in the air seemed to drop considerably.

Being stared at by Faraday's four cybernetic eyes, unmoving, anyone else would have felt a chill down their spine and their hair standing on end.

But the Priest seemed unfazed. He was like a very ordinary, balding old man chatting with a neighbor.