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Cyberpunk: The Magnet fruit

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David, a 2D enthusiast from the Dragon Kingdom, unexpectedly finds himself in a cyberpunk world. His once-casual "Traveling Frog" game becomes a golden finger—his frog now travels to various two-dimensional worlds, bringing back rare treasures. Armed with these unique gifts, David begins building his influence in Night City. One fateful night, he saves a mother and her son on a speeding road. On a packed maglev train, he meets a white-haired thief stealing a chip. At a bar, he befriends an irritable but lovable little girl. David’s rise challenges Arasaka’s hold on Night City. Combining futuristic tech with 2D ingenuity, he forms an unconventional gang, reshaping the city's power structure. From an ordinary fan to a king of the neon streets, David proves that even in a cyberpunk dystopia, the impossible can become reality. ------------------------------------------------------- Extra chapters available in patreon patreon.com/Dragonscribe31

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Chapter 1Chapter 1: Cyberpunk, Traveling Frog

"Your frog cub is going on a trip!"

"Frog Cub will send back travel albums from time to time. Please check them carefully!"

"The return of the frog cubs will bring back corresponding world gifts and special commemorative items. Please remember to claim them, host!"

David lay on his narrow bed, listening to the system's prompts echoing in his mind. He let out a sigh of relief and muttered, "Finally, it's going on a trip."

He took a deep breath and turned to look at the small, dim room surrounding him.

This was a tiny space, barely 12 square meters in size. High-tech equipment flickered faintly, each screen bearing the same chilling message: "Please insert coins."

The walls were cold, metallic, and windowless, enclosing him in an almost claustrophobic tomb of steel. The only connection to the outside world was a small ventilation duct.

Even late at night, faint noises of thumping music and rowdy entertainment filtered through the vent, hinting at the chaotic nightlife of Night City. But those sounds felt distant, as though they came from a world completely detached from the suffocating confines of his room.

David had spent a whole month here.

A month ago, he had been an ordinary guy—a fan of anime and gaming back in his home country. But all of that changed when he was inexplicably transported to this world while playing a game.

After piecing together his circumstances, David realized he had been flung into the setting of "Cyberpunk 2077."

This was Night City—a hellish metropolis teeming with cyber-lunatics, criminal outlaws, and desperate citizens clawing for survival. The weak were disposable pawns, crushed under the boots of corporations and gang overlords.

For a newcomer like David, who lacked cybernetic implants or combat skills, the city was a deathtrap waiting to spring.

But amidst the despair, a glimmer of hope appeared: he awakened a golden finger—a cheat system based on a nostalgic mobile game he used to play: Traveling Frog.

At first, David was skeptical. The system's premise seemed almost laughable:

He had a virtual "frog cub" that could embark on travels to other dimensions.

His role as the host was to prepare meals, tools, and amulets for the little frog before sending it off.

While on its adventures, the frog would send back photographs of its journey and bring home gifts.

It sounded innocent enough—a cozy little time-waster. But David quickly realized this wasn't just a game.

The system had unique features:

The frog didn't just explore ordinary locations; it traveled to worlds from various anime, games, and novels.

The souvenirs the frog brought back weren't useless trinkets—they were powerful items from those dimensions.

Most importantly, David could use those items in the real world.

Suddenly, his situation didn't seem as hopeless. If his frog cub could visit a cultivation world and bring back some life-saving pills or treasures, he might stand a chance in this cyberpunk nightmare.

However, there was a catch.

Every trip required money.

The cost started small but increased with each journey.

For the frog cub's first trip, the fee was 2,000 euros.

To a penniless outsider like David, this was an astronomical sum. Over the past month, he had scraped together the funds by working grueling shifts during the day and tending bars at night. Once, he even scavenged cybernetic implants from a gang shootout and sold them on the black market.

Now, after weeks of struggle, he had finally gathered the money to send his frog on its maiden voyage.

At exactly midnight, a notification popped up on his phone:

[Arasaka Bank Notification: €2,000 has been debited from your account. Remaining balance: €10.2. Please maintain the minimum balance to avoid service termination.]

David snorted. "Even the banks bleed you dry in this city."

He scrolled through his messages, spotting one from his boss at the Afterlife Bar:

[Greer: Kid, show up early tomorrow night. We're short-staffed for the party.]

David replied with a simple "OK" and tossed his phone aside.

He lay back on the bed, staring at the rusty ceiling above. His mind wandered.

"What kind of world will the frog visit first?" he wondered aloud. "Hopefully, someplace with advanced tech or high-level powers."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and stared at his pale fingers. His veins pulsed visibly under the dim light, a stark reminder of how fragile he was in this world.

"If the frog doesn't bring back something useful, I might really have to get cybernetic implants," he muttered bitterly. Unlike the locals, who embraced mechanical enhancements, David clung to the idea of keeping his body intact.

But deep down, he knew his ideals wouldn't protect him forever.

"My dear frog cub," he murmured, closing his eyes, "my future depends entirely on you…"

The next morning, David was jolted awake by a cheerful chime:

[Ding! The frog cub has returned from its trip!]

[Travel souvenirs have been delivered. Please check your rewards.]

David bolted upright, adrenaline surging. "Already back? It only took one night!"

His heart raced as he pulled up the system interface, eager to see what treasures the frog had brought back.

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