I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

Even thinking about it, avoiding Ned Rudd’s knife blade that followed immediately was luck.

Wedge-Awesome-Awesome-Awesome-!

If Ned Rudd had wielded it without any trouble in normal condition, no matter how lucky he was, he would never have been able to avoid it.

Fortunately, however, he had just escaped the aftermath of the pepper grenade, and there was still a bitter and pungent energy around his eyes.

And in the middle, the black katana I’m holding squeaks and shows strange signs.

As for Ned Rudd, who was in trouble because of the chemical pepper tear gas I prepared just before, maybe this time too? I would have had no choice but to think.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that I have survived until now with only one temp.

He hesitated for fear that the katana would suddenly change into the shape of a gun like an umbrella gun, or explode or fly away, and he cut into the air with a much lesser force.

It was such a burdensome blow for me that even he could barely escape.

Anyway, I avoided avoiding it. I earned one more life.

Now, from here on out is important.

The sakkaman katana, which had expressed a lot of suspiciousness as if there was something, returned to its previous state without much change.

From Ned Rudd’s point of view, it was just a bluff. you will think

Even if it’s unfair that I’ve been hurt, this time I’m going to push in with all my might, without paying any attention to what I’m doing.

Just looking at the way he goes with so much heat, I can’t wait to see him. He didn’t seem to think of anything other than the thought of killing me.

Thanks to you, I’m glad I’m not aware of the cracks in my sword… .

The problem is that you can’t prevent it, even if you know it, you can’t avoid it.

The speed bumped by that drug and the muscle strength dotted with anger cannot be received with my now dull reaction speed and athletic ability.

I was not an athlete. I have to solve problems with abilities other than my body.

There was only one way.

To somehow activate the function of the katana.

If it was possible to activate the weapon of the noble family, which must have hidden high-tech, powerful and explosive power within that mysterious blade, there was a chance of success.

The problem is that it’s easy to say, but in reality, it’s an impossible area.

‘Bio ID does not match… .’

I clenched my teeth, remembering the hard mechanical beep that came from the katana a while ago.

You cannot fool a biometric ID-based security system.

It was a widely known fact that no one living in a cyberpunk world would be unaware of.

Of course, biometric ID based wasn’t always perfect.

Right now, if I am alone, isn’t the dummy data transplanted to the old cyber watch I received from the Chairman of the Iron Blood?

When using a system that requires an ID, the fake identity information is always used sparingly.

However, it was possible because of the technology of Megacorp called Shiho Lee.

Even he didn’t forge someone else’s biometric ID,

This was possible because the country that already existed was possible by dataizing human biometric information, uploading it in a dummy format, and overlaying a counterfeit nanomachine reaction on it.

Rather than destroying the system by forging biometric IDs from start to finish, it is only about circumventing the system using existing data.

Of course, this is by no means an easy task, but it is not impossible either.

Even without Megacorp’s technological prowess, there are many hackers and net technicians capable of performing identity forgery at a similar level.

Shiho Lee’s engineers have done it perfectly, more precisely, safely, and with a very low probability of being discovered.

Using a fake biometric ID based on my body information and copying and applying the identity information of another person in existence are completely different issues.

It is necessary to forge from head to toe the biometric IDs of other people, other people who are not genetically or biologically related.

A method that is incomparably more accurate than fingerprint, iris, or face recognition.

A person’s unique security code that can never be deciphered, registered in the base sequence and genetic information itself from the time of birth or when you move into this city.

A technician who can copy it to a similar degree… eight? nine?

That’s probably it. Throughout Dusk City.

I think he said that in the event cutscenes in the game.

It is undoubtedly something that can be counted in both hands.

Even that is not something that can be done right away in a moment like now, when every minute is in a hurry.

It will only be possible after elaborate and tedious work that takes at least several months.

It goes without saying that the infrastructure and environment in which technicians can fully demonstrate their skills must be in place.

So, to say it again. It is also impossible

Because I am not familiar with the technology of the 22nd century. When I was in college, I wasn’t even a science major.

Duplicating biometric IDs is bullshit, and I was too bothered to change IDs and passwords for internet sites, so I was a person who had a history of being hacked after leaving them all the same.

It is a story of a former world that has now disappeared into a forgotten past.

What should I do? I think this is an unanswered question.

As Ned Rudd ran towards this side, he felt the floor shake.

You can see the dangerous katana that he’s holding in his hand and spewing out plasma.

How long will it take for that to reach my skin?

1 second? No, it won’t take less than a second. At most, it will be a few seconds to zero.

not much left. death too. life too.

It felt like I was standing right at that crossroads.

I have a feeling that everything will be different by the choice I make at this moment.

“… f**k.”

The worries didn’t last long. He let out a short swear word and grabbed the hilt.

There were only two options.

Either run away or don’t run away.

And the decision is always one.

Raised the blade to eye level.

A hard, hard touch to the bloody touch beyond the glove.

Believe in only one katana and empty your head. Move your body to get the best position to generate strength.

I don’t care about the rest of my stamina. one time anyway. This one time, it’s all over.

His gaze turned to the enemy who was crushed like an island war, even for a short time.

Can you get the timing right?

I do not know. It’s just that you’re just trying.

If it doesn’t work, even if you have my arms and shoulder blades sharpened, I’ll have to break that damn tough katana somehow, me.

By the way, I wish I could wear a nice prosthetic arm too. If you are a Dusk citizen, you must have at least one cyberarm.

Preparing to strike, he pressed his right thumb into the hole under the handle of the hilt.

At the same time, he turns to look at Miss Alexandra, who is about to get up from the floor.

Blond, frown, darkened by blood and dust. The wide sapphire eyes stared at me.

She was shaking her head vigorously. looking at me

It seems to be trying to convey a message.

It was obvious what he was talking about.

She was the master of this pitch-black katana. As the owner, he must also know the hidden functions of the katana.

You’re probably guessing what I’m trying to do. It is also close to impossible because of the biometric ID lock.

It would be none other than an ID code engraved in her own genes.

She is the master of the katana, of course.

You would think that I would never be able to do this, since I set the security settings to only activate when I hold the button myself and press a button.

I’m not Alexandra Amadeus Schneider, I’m genetically different from her. Because I don’t have her bio-id.

But you wouldn’t know until you tried it.

Now you are used to narrowing the pupil.

The camera’s iris controls the light, and the lens accepts it as if it zooms in. The visual world changes in an instant.

Everything flowed in slow motion that made you sigh.

‘no!’ The former arrogant and unlucky appearance of clamoring, contorting her face and shaking her head as if shouting, is also Alexandra’s absurd behavior.

Ned Rudd looks so tired of seeing it now.

The red arc of destruction drawn by swiping the katana horizontally, and the plasma hot wire that was gripped while the red light was on.

In an accelerated stream of consciousness and sensation, I stared at Alexandra Amadeus Schneider.

‘… No way.’

And I was discouraged.

I was expecting to be able to dig into the surface and read some information within, like looking at a katana, but nothing happened.

It is only a close-up of the rich lady’s pretty face, ruined by crying.

It was nonsense to do.

Even if the encrypted biometric ID somehow appears in front of my eyes, I have to decrypt it again according to the security system and enter it into the katana.

That can’t be it.

I wished for too much When that’s all done, it’s probably not just super-sensory perception, but some kind of divine power.

should i give up Is there no more way?

shaky sight. The world is gradually regaining its original acceleration, just as a rewound film returns to its original state.

Something froze in my burning head, signaling the failure of every element I could perceive.

The brain sends signals. He groaned and pierced his ears.

Tinnitus, the sensation of numbness in the nose, the feeling of loss of touch. The suction power that seems to be sucked into me all over the place strikes me.

At that moment, he seemed to know intuitively what to do.

“… .”

Anyone who sees it would look like a complete madman.

With that thought in mind, I closed my eyes.

Sticky, very firm. So that the world you see is all immersed in darkness.

Shoo woo woo woo.

In front of Ned Rudd’s blade that falls and rips apart at any moment, he temporarily closes his five senses and loses consciousness.

In the feeling of the soul descending to the depths, or the heart pounding as if falling on a roller coaster.

Click-.

Only that small mechanical sound revolved deep in my head.