There are probably too many Nightmare Spaces. The combination of Ghost Printing technology and Will Uploading is almost equivalent to an immortal soldier. Once Arasaka completes this technological revolution, he will be qualified to dominate the entire planet.

While pondering, Lin Feng noticed the tortoise shell in the Taoist priest's hand and tentatively asked, "Taoist priest, can you calculate the approximate situation of the other participants?"

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest, who was feigning anger in front of Pan Tao, threw down the peach, moved closer to Lin Feng, and said loudly, "Curious, aren't you? Curious, aren't you? My divination may not be considered high-class or sophisticated, but it's definitely the first wave of the times! Just shake this, and you can get a divination for everything under the sun, big or small."

"and...."

"Let's calculate first." Lin Feng interrupted the Taoist's incessant chatter, pointing in the direction of Night City: "You don't want your little peach to be smashed into peach pulp as soon as it enters Night City, do you?"

Peach sauce!

The Taoist priest understood this reference very well; otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen this mission world after all the back and forth. In the original story, Adam's hammer crushed his favorite Rebecca into mincemeat.

"drink!"

"Make way, make way, everyone make way, I'm about to unleash my ultimate move!"

The Taoist priest stepped out of the car, walked around with steady steps, found a decent spot, strode forward, straightened his sleeves, and solemnly raised the electronic tortoise shell.

Then, the Taoist priest suddenly stopped in his tracks, holding up the electronic tortoise shell, and rapidly flicked his fingers, constantly selecting items.

After waiting for about a minute, watching the busy figure, Lin Feng walked up curiously and immediately saw rows of strange divination methods on the tortoise shell.

From the West to the East, from ancient times to the present, and the heads of all kinds of gods and Buddhas are displayed there.

"Oh, whatever, you help me choose which god to pick today... I've already chosen the tarot method, but there are hundreds of tarot decks..."

Lin Feng didn't know what to say. He silently stretched out his finger, slid it across the surface, and then tapped a set of cards onto the tortoise shell.

The Taoist priest stared intently at the tortoise shell, then moved closer to examine it again, glancing back at Lin Feng several times. Finally, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Whispers of the Past? This is the only strange card in the entire deck, and you actually managed to find it..."

"Whatever, I feel there's something I should say: Is there something in your destiny that you shouldn't have been involved with?"

"For example, some guys with questionable morals might order the Chaos Slaanesh card, which is somewhat understandable... But this..."

When the mention of Chaos Sila was mentioned, the Taoist priest wore a puzzled smile.

Lin Feng's gaze wandered for a moment, while the Taoist laughed, his shoulders shaking up and down. He opened the old cards with a gleam in his eyes, grabbed the tortoise shell, waved it in the direction of Night City, and then put it back in front of him.

On the screen, a bunch of twisted, deformed, and filthy light gray clumps appeared, followed by a humanoid skeleton holding a sword with its eyes covered by withered hands. Finally, a giant Cthulhu appeared, holding a Holy Grail with its tentacles.

Lin Feng stared intently at the images, and the beings in the images seemed to be staring back at him. Their gazes, though fleeting, carried an unpredictable and terrifying feeling, as if they wanted to imprint themselves firmly in his mind.

"Oh my, what a good omen! Temptation, opportunity, choice... Wait, no, I was calculating for someone else. What does this mean?" The Taoist looked at the tortoise shell, his face full of confusion.

After the Taoist priest finished his divination, Lin Feng suddenly broke free from the sense of disorientation, swayed, and took several steps back.

"Opportunity, choice, this divination is a bit enviable. Could it be that they have encountered some great good fortune?" The Taoist priest was extremely distressed. If so, it would be detrimental to them.

Lin Feng's mind was still replaying the afterimages of what had just happened. Moved by the scene, he closed his eyes and turned back to the car: "Pan Tao, isn't Kang Tao going to send someone else to meet you up with something as important as the electronic ghost?"

“A backup? I don’t want to die so quickly. Who the hell knows how many Aragaka people are hiding in Kangtao? Otherwise, I could just make a phone call and I wouldn’t need you guys.” Pan Tao sat in the car with her legs crossed, her eyes full of disdain: “Don’t even mention Kangtao, most of the middlemen in Night City are probably looking for me now. I just received three calls.”

"So, apart from Arasaka, no one else knows what you did..." As he spoke, the lingering phantom disappeared, and after Lin Feng's vision cleared, he glanced at the Taoist's back without making a sound.

At this moment, Pan Tao's bad mood suddenly improved. She understood the meaning behind Lin Feng's words, but she didn't understand the specific meaning.

Judging from the situation, these two don't seem to be from any major power. Could they know someone from another company? Military technology? At this point, the only thing that can withstand Arasaka's pressure in Night City is military technology.

Military technology, that is, American technology, the current state of American technology...

Pan Tao doesn't believe in military technology, nor does she believe in America. Just like her broken life, she only wants to complete a deal with Kang Tao in exchange for the opportunity to leave this land.

At that moment, Lin Feng revealed his goal: "Night City, Night Corporation!"

"You're one of Knight's people?" Pan Tao's mind raced through all the information she knew. In just a few seconds, she dismissed all thoughts with disdain and looked at Lin Feng as if he were an idiot. She simply couldn't bring herself to acknowledge him.

Miriam Knight, the former CEO of Night Corporation, is known throughout Night City. Even though she has left her position, she still calls the shots in the company.

Lin Feng didn't answer directly. Instead, he opened the passenger door and asked, seemingly mockingly, "Do we look like corporate dogs?"

picture!

Pan Tao almost blurted out her answer, then turned her head away and snorted inwardly. It wasn't just similar; only a corporate hustler would treat lower-class people like dogs with such cold mockery, like a Taoist priest.

Lin Feng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was unaware of what Pan Tao was thinking. Instead, he began to review all the intelligence.

Before making a decision, he had to ascertain the Taoist's intentions.

Unlike the old man who joined as a teammate, their alliance could break down at any time. They targeted opposing participants, and after turning around, he and the Taoist priest became each other's targets.

All of this stemmed from the two divinations the Taoist priest had just performed, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

Having predicted their future encounters of good and bad fortune, and also foreseen that the opposing participants were experiencing tremendous good fortune, what would the Taoist's first divination be upon entering the mission world?

Team up? Or go for the kill first!

Given the Taoist's strength, that entropy talisman would be enough to kill him a hundred times over.

If it were him, this divination would surely indicate that he plotted against someone, taking advantage of their unpreparedness to kill them!

But the Taoist priest ultimately chose to approach him, and did so openly and honestly.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief; the Taoist had countless opportunities to kill him.

Having established this, the remaining task is to find an advantage in the current situation. The reason they are still able to sit here safely is that Hong Linggui has not returned and is wandering around with those airships.

'I shouldn't have gone with this guy...'

Lin Feng suddenly realized the crux of the problem. If he had known the other party was like this... he wouldn't have followed the Taoist priest into that alley, and he shouldn't have been curious about the divination, the book of answers, or the X circles... He should have concealed his tracks, found a middleman, and investigated the other participants!

Now they're in a predicament, caught in a bind. They don't know when Arasaka's agents will come knocking, and even if they leave Night City, they'll only be faced with the endless desert.

'Forget it...no need to think about these useless things.'

The Night Corporation, the original local power in Night City, and the largest shareholder of the entire city, is the name of Night City, which comes from the Night Corporation.

The NCPD is sponsored by the Night Corporation, as is the council of Night City. The buildings, transportation, water supply, city network, and so on in Night City are all funded by the Night Corporation.

Perhaps Arasaka, Comto, military technology, and other powerful entities have infiltrated Night City, but the Night Corporation, as the local power, still maintains a low profile and occupies its territory.

Of course, this was not the reason he chose Ye's Company.

Because the Yoru Corporation was weak, he had the option to negotiate with them, but when it came to negotiating with Arasaka, he had no choice. Whether the negotiations succeeded or failed, he was always the passive party.

"Oh? Ye Corporation, the one whose president was assassinated at home?" The Taoist priest heard Lin Feng's voice and shamelessly leaned closer to the car door.

Pan Tao gave the Taoist a disgusted shove, flicked a small knife from her middle finger, and brandished it fiercely in front of the Taoist's eyes: "You damn Taoist, where did you get your plastic surgery? This nose is from the last century, isn't it?"

The Taoist priest was taken aback, and his hands involuntarily clenched.

I can't...I can't stand it!! This Taoist priest can't stand it!! No matter how beautiful she is, I can't stand it!!!

A murderous aura descended from the sky, causing Lin Feng's heart to sink. He felt even more apprehensive about the Taoist's strength: "Taoist..."

He was about to intervene, and the summoning spell was completed in an instant. But after turning around, the Taoist changed his previous temperament, rolled up his sleeves without saying a word, and sat down on the other side at a distance.

Pan Tao struggled to move her throat; for a moment just now, she had truly experienced a brush with hell.

Seeing this, Lin Feng ignored it and sat down again, saying to Delaman, "Delaman, search for information about Miriam Knight, the former CEO of Night Corporation."

Delaman pulled up the latest news: "Okay, sir, according to the latest reports, Miriam Knight will be attending a party in Night City tonight..."

As Lin Feng watched the lines of information appear on the screen, his gaze inadvertently fell on Delaman's bald head on the screen.

There were some things he didn't mention because they were top secrets. This wasn't a game. In the original game storyline, everyone involved between the Ye family and the AI ​​was eliminated, while V Zhentian, as the protagonist, received special treatment, while everyone else was left out.

At this moment, Dellaman's image on the screen flickered a few times, and after a few distorted electronic sounds, Dellaman's tone became slightly stiff: "Sir, I am Dellaman 002. The main program has been hacked and the connection has been lost. I will now continue to serve you."

"Um."

Lin Feng nodded; he had been discovered.