[Cross-Dimensional Matter Transfer]
[Tech Points -500]
[Current Tech Points: 1700]
After a night of hard work, Lier had salvaged a large amount of biomaterials from the scrap heap that needed to be reverse-engineered. He had also uploaded files such as the Centaur Exoskeleton's structural blueprints to the server on the Marvel side.
After this, the Cyberpunk world itself would have a vast labor force waiting to be put to use. They needed to hurry up and build production lines suited to human labor.
You couldn't change anything just by robbing and smashing things.
With dark circles under his eyes, Lier splashed some water on his head. Steam was even rising from it.
It was time to head back to Night City.
The same red-and-black-striped Mackinaw was parked beside the camp, waiting to take them back.
V seemed a little uninterested.
"Hey, the Mackinaw."
Lier looked at her strangely. "What's your problem with the Mackinaw? It's cheap and durable. I didn't even think Xiu would really get it running after fixing it up."
"Hey, I can't explain it to someone like you. Don't forget you owe me 1.7 million. By the way, shouldn't you settle up?"
".Don't rush me. I'll pay the mercenaries first."
Lier took a step toward Maine.
"Mom, I know, I'll be back soon. It's really nothing, I just made a little money with some friends.
The boss is here to pay us. I have to hang up."
David ended the call. The communications equipment in the Badlands had all been taken down by now. The phone signal was still poor, but at least it was safe.
As expected, the moment communications were restored, his mom had called to ask why he hadn't come home last night.
Maine patted his shoulder. "You've still got a mom? That's pretty