"Dreams? They are nothing but a luxury for adults now, something out of reach but worth pursuing." Faced with ridicule, Lin Miao flicked the cigarette on his fingertip towards Lucy's forehead, hitting the mark.
As Lucy stared at him with bewildered resentment, Lin Miao's gaze traveled past her to the other side of the river, crossing the municipal center and landing on the skyscrapers of the corporate plaza.
"I'm the kind of person who sticks to their word. One day, Huang Ban, Militech, EBM, Zeta... I'll bring these guys down one by one, and build a new world on their corpses. Either become a legend or die in the gutter—that's the survival rule in Night City. I'm just adapting to the life here."
This isn't just something he's doing; it's what his players will do too. It's an unsolvable puzzle.
As Lin Miao tries to climb higher, to survive, he attracts more and more players.
Here, besides him, there aren't any laws to restrain this group of lunatics.
