Chapter 36 Good Morning, Mother of Night City! (Posted Early Morning Today)

"Good morning, Night City!"

"Yesterday's dead man's lottery had a final count of a full 30!"

"Thanks to the endless gang wars..."

Click.

Jack turned off the radio:

"Good my ass, what a load of bullshit. We had more than 30 people chasing us just yesterday, and I'm not sure if even 3 survived..."

"Lotteries are scams, dead man's lottery my foot. The only ones who win are high-up NCPD officers, all insiders.

You know, people say they control the numbers..."

V, in agreement but looking rough, was covered in wounds, her hand holding the gun was a bloody mess.

Now she looked like a wanderer, her clothes were all tattered.

The three of them had found an abandoned house in Evil Land to rest for the night. The good thing about the place was the sofa and bed.

The bad thing was it was filled with trash, making them feel like trash themselves.

"And you have the nerve to talk?" Jack wanted to say angrily, but he was too exhausted.

"Why wouldn't I? Doesn't this get you pumped?"