"Good morning, Night City!"
"Yesterday's special edition of Dead Man's Mega Millions had 46 people."
"Shit!"
A sharp curse pulled Lier back from that treacherous Marvel Universe.
Back to this world of rather low standards.
V shook the TV. "I knew it, I knew Dead Man's Lotto was fake! And what's with this 'special edition'?!"
Dead Man's Mega Millions' special edition was a commemorative lottery held for the unusual circumstances in City Center. It took one memorable night and flogged it over and over again.
Or rather, held the lottery over and over. The draw just now had been the final one, and V clearly remembered that the people they'd killed while making their escape hadn't come close to this many.
The earlier draws had all undercounted, too. There was no way they'd match anyone's memories of what had actually happened.
Jackie crunched on synthetic fries beside her. "If you think it's fake, why do you keep buying tickets? It's been seven days in a row! You haven't won once.
"If you ask me, you should've realized it was fake the second day we got here-wait, didn't you tell me earlier that Dead Man's Lotto was fake?"
"Those idiots rigged it." V nodded in agreement. "NCPD must've hurriedly killed a few unlucky people to make up the numbers. Corruption!"
Lier laughed. "You're giving them too much credit. They could've just changed the number. You think they'd go out on the street and shoot people for you?"
"Fair point." V nodded, as if only just realizing it. "How much longer do we have to stay? If I stay in this godforsaken place much longer, I feel like I'll be buried alive."
Lier didn't answer. He first checked the online news and watched some TV. The news in this world left a