Modified metal prosthetics, an AI girlfriend, neural networks inside the brain, Cyber Space—this was a world with ultra-high technology, where various kinds of technology could change your life like magic. Although past terminal illnesses such as cancer were nothing in the face of nanomedicine robots, the new level of technology also gave rise to a variety of new problems, new troubles, and new... cases of cyberpsychosis. "What is capitalism?" Sun Jack asked, hands on his hips, leaning back...
Even with his body heavily injured and his head still trampled underfoot, the Priest glared defiantly at the Neural Key before him.
The more steadfast the Priest's gaze, the more intense the fury within Neural Key grew. He'd never encountered a problem money couldn't solve—never in the past, nor would he in the future!
The fingers of Neural Key's right hand swiftly transformed into a drill, burrowing viciously into the Priest's left eye socket. Despite the splatter of flesh and blood, the Priest's gaze never wavered.
"Good, very good. You say you absolutely refuse to let capital warp your soul? Then I shall indeed put that to the test," said the Neural Key.
With a single outstretched hand, Neural Key caused three humming data cables to shoot out from his forearm and stab cruelly into the Priest's forehead, violently searching through his memories.