Chapter 64 - 63: Mission Accomplished!
Arthur glanced at Jack, who was still catching his breath after their narrow escape. Patting his companion on the back, Arthur gave him a smirk. "Relax, Jack. The hard part's over."
Jack groaned, still uneasy. "Yeah, but you've got that look again. Don't tell me you've got more crazy ideas brewing."
Arthur scratched his chin, a mischievous glint in his cybernetic eyes. "Let's just say there's no need for hacking this time. I've got a better plan."
In this cyberpunk world, hackers weren't like the ones from ancient times, sitting in front of computers typing furiously. Now, hacking required direct neural connections, real-time reflexes, and the nerve to face life-threatening risks.
Arthur double-checked the connection plug on his wrist. Satisfied it was secure, he flipped the activation switch. Instantly, gray static electricity buzzed through his vision, and the word "Online" flashed before him.
A moment later, a nauseating wave of weightlessness hit him as he entered cyberspace—a dazzling maze of neon lights and flying grids.
Within this virtual realm, hackers navigated and manipulated data like physical objects. The primary advantage was speed; actions that took minutes in the real world were completed in seconds here.
But the dangers? They were equally amplified.
An opposing hacker could fry your brain with a single malicious attack. The resulting explosion would be a horrific mess, leaving behind what could only be described as pressure-cooked brain matter. It often took several cleaning teams to sanitize such a scene.
This, however, wasn't Arthur's concern at the moment. He wasn't interested in leaving any traces for others to follow. In Night City, being careless was a fast track to ending up in a gutter—or worse.
Arthur exited cyberspace with a focused mind and crouched beside Michael, who was still slumped on the floor with a demented grin plastered on his face.