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...
The client this time was extremely courteous, having sent a luxurious Hover Car to take Sun Jack to the rendezvous point.
Leaning back in the genuine leather sofa, Sun Jack felt the tender little hands beneath the leather giving him a full-body massage.
In his hands, he held a glass of whiskey on the rocks, gazing out at the curtain of rain outside the window.
Though he was ostensibly watching the rain, his attention was fully focused on a person called X beside him.
"Still no information on this broker named X?" he asked his Digital Personality in his mind.
"No."
It was very odd indeed. If X was a broker, then logically, the more people they knew, the better. That way, when someone was short on money, they'd think of coming to them for work.
A secretive broker who no one knows is hardly a qualified broker.
"Could it possibly be a high-end broker like the Ring-Tailed Snake?"
Upon hearing this, Sun Jack thought it over and contacted Ring-Tailed Snake directly.
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