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...
It seemed that, fearing Old Three would not understand, the auxiliary AI directly displayed the information in the form of a drawing in front of him.
However, Old Three obviously did not grasp it, as he remained wary of the talking iron contraption.
"What are you doing? Slacking off on a job like this! You tired of living or what?" Revolution Sun Jack, clad in Mimetic Camouflage, suddenly appeared beside Old Three, startling him profoundly.
Old Three was just about to launch a physical attack, but it was easily neutralized by the overclocked body of Sun Jack.
Afterward, he kicked Old Three to the ground, picked up a gun from the floor, and forced it into his hands. "Damn it! If I catch you slacking off again, you won't need to bother going back! Just get lost!"
Sun Jack did not care whether the other party understood him or not, after saying this, he charged back into the fray once more.