Anime Crossover: I Became a Simulator for Girls

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Claire thought of Roger. Indeed, even in his seventies or eighties, Roger still possessed a strong feminine charm. He had also received a prosthetic implant in that area, so it wouldn't darken. His decades of experience were even more extensive than some streetwalkers who had received sex doll chips.

All I can say is, Johnny is shining.

Chapter 239 A Warning to Rogge, An Encounter with Mann's Team

No matter how messy Roger's personal relationships are, Chen Fang has no interest in them.

After all, it's based on the 2077 universe, so it's normal to have some fancy tricks up your sleeve.

After learning how to disassemble, modify, and install prosthetics from Old Vina, Chen Fang directly asked Rogge to use his connections to collect some rare prosthetics and bookshelf manuscripts.

He wasn't worried about Roger being two-faced.

If he had that intention, Chen Fang wouldn't have kept her until the next day.

The Crest Bugs are not only aids, but also surveillance agents.

Roger understood this as well, and besides, she didn't need to do this herself. As long as she paid some money, countless cyberpunks would be willing to do it. The Queen of the Next Life's connections were not to be underestimated.

The harvest was indeed quite good; Rogge was able to collect many prosthetic bodies that Old Vina didn't have.

Of course, even top-tier intermediaries like Roger cannot access the most advanced ones. Those items are only circulated within large companies. The few that do reach the outside world are fitted with chips by those companies to record usage data for experiments.

"That's all we've collected for now."

"Recently, a copy of S.A.S.S. came to Night City from the corpse of a cyber madman named Jenkins. I'll try to get it."

Upon seeing Chen Fang arrive, Roger stopped smoking and drinking, beckoned his men to take out two special storage boxes containing prosthetic bodies, and said to Chen Fang.

Chen Fang glanced at the thugs carrying the boxes over.

Roger understood and dismissed the men.

Chen Fang then sat down on the sofa in the private room.

“That’s enough. Don’t waste your energy on this kind of thing.” Chen Fang smiled at Rogge, magic flowing from his fingertips and seeping into Rogge’s mind like fine threads. “Consider it your reward.”

Chen Fang never hesitates to reward those who make contributions.

He didn't need to be stingy; to put it bluntly, the magic in his excrement was enough to bring about earth-shattering changes in Roger.

"This is..." As soon as Chen Fang's magic entered, it spread throughout Rogge's entire body.

Even prosthetic bodies were enhanced under the influence of this magic.

His originally aged and sallow face gradually regained its rosy hue.

The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes have completely disappeared.

Freckles from her youth have even appeared on her face.

Roger touched his cheek in disbelief.

Who doesn't love beauty? Even though Roger is seventy or eighty years old, he still pays great attention to maintaining his appearance. Otherwise, he would have become like Wakako long ago. In fact, Wakako is not even as old as Roger.

For a moment, Roger couldn't think of a way to thank Chen Fang, so he could only say, "Thank you, sir!"

Chen Fang nodded slightly.

"I don't care what you plan to do with the company. Whether you bomb the Abandoned Tower again and destroy companies like Kangtao Military Technology, or whatever other means you use, I won't interfere. If you need anything, you can tell me, or you can go and talk to Old Wei in Little Chinatown. He's one of my relatives."

Now that the reward has been given, it's time to get down to business.

If your subordinates are capable, why not let them do the work? Blindly helping them will only turn them into useless people.

Moreover, Chen Fang also has things to keep an eye on.

Angels and fallen angels—these are the things Chen Fang truly cares about. The cyber world is merely the first step in the path of justice, not the only one.

While helping Chen Fang handle official business in the Underworld, Artoria was also secretly observing the political climate there.

This is a program prepared by Chen Fang, and naturally, the program must be grand.

Humans are not dog-like believers of these fallen angels.

If you really want to terrify these angels so that they won't be afraid even after leaving Chen Fang, then you have to let them fight and win on their own.

"You can handle the rest yourself. I'm leaving." Chen Fang waved his hand.

He slowly walked out the door.

Roger breathed a sigh of relief. This guy, every word he uttered was not oppressive, but every word he uttered was oppressive.

What he just said was clearly a warning to her to hurry up and get down to business.

Indeed, during this period, we've been so focused on collecting prosthetic bodies that our efforts to seize control of the company have been largely put on hold.

That person probably saw this point, which is why they came to give a warning.

The old man from Little Chinatown mentioned later is indicating that he is not the only one valued by him; there are many alternatives.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore, let's just fucking get it over with." Roger cursed and downed the drink on the table in one gulp.

He then looked at himself in the glass mirror next to him, and found himself liking his younger self more and more.

...

Stepping out of the gate of the afterlife,

Then I saw a woman with short, light blue hair, leaning against the wall, a cigarette dangling from her lips, about to light it. In front of her were a group of cyberpunks who had undergone cyborg modifications.

"We meet again." Chen Fang moved closer to Lucy.

Looking at the man in front of him,

Lucy was so startled that the cigarette in her mouth fell to the ground.

This is the guy who chased me for over ten blocks.

I didn't mean anything by it, I was just chasing after it for fun.

He's an absolute beast!

What surprised Lucy the most was that the man was standing in mid-air. She had researched this at home these past few days and found that no prosthetic body could have such an effect. Moreover, this guy could also disappear on the spot...

"Hmm...hmm, we meet again," Lucy said.

"Hmm? Lucy, are you your friend? Want to grab a drink?" A man with an extremely long mohawk, a stubble beard, and long implants on his arms (replaced by two days' worth of arms) spoke enthusiastically. Upon seeing that Chen Fang's body showed no signs of modification, he exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, buddy, are you a native? Hey, don't you have any prosthetics?"

This guy is Pila Silverhand, who's on par with Johnny Silverhand.

He is also Rebecca's brother among the Edgewalkers, and he will later be killed by a cyber-mad homeless man who blows his head off.

Pila's long arms made her look like a monkey, well, the kind from Mount Emei.

Pila instinctively reached out and tried to put her arm around Chen Fang.

Chen Fang smiled, while Pila, as if drunk, grabbed the air and almost fell over.

"Hey, Pila, you're not drunk before you've even started drinking, are you?" A burly, dark-skinned man in the lead said to Pila with a smile, his tone full of teasing.

It's clear that the group gets along well.

Pila touched her head: "Looks like I was exhausted last night."

"You bastard, you can't just use your prosthetic arms for this kind of thing, can you?" Driver Falco made an up-and-down motion.

Upon hearing this, Pila quickly lowered her head, but not in a cowardly manner.

Then Pila raised both arms, which reached her ankles, and made the same gesture: "You're right! I can do it all day long!!"

The group walked into the Rebirth Tavern, chatting and laughing.

The burly Dorio patted Lucy on the shoulder and said in a tone of someone with experience, "Take care of your own business first. You can drink anytime."

It seems that Dorio and some of her teammates have misunderstood something.

Lucy didn't know how to explain for a moment. Having witnessed Chen Fang's power, she couldn't muster any resistance. Oh well, this guy seems to be a good person, so she'll let him stay.

Lucy put the cigarette in her mouth again.

Before he could even take the lighter out of his pocket,

A small flame appeared from Chen Fang's fingertips, and he lit Lucy's cigarette.

Chapter 240 Lucy Goes to the Moon, On the Moon...

Seeing Chen Fang start a fire with his bare hands, Lucy was no longer surprised.

This thing can fly, it's just a matter of lighting a fire, very practical.

"Lucy." Lucy took a deep drag on her cigarette and told Chen Fang her name. Since she couldn't get rid of him, she had no choice but to accept it. Besides, he seemed to have connections, so it would be good if he could help her.

Looking at his handsome face, Lucy did not feel any disgust.

"Chen Fang."

They clasped hands at the threshold of the afterlife, thus formally acquainting.

"When you were chasing me before, I thought you were going to kill me." Leaning against the railing, Lucy looked up at the night sky and said. She didn't dare to say that before because they didn't know each other.

"I was just expressing my curiosity from beginning to end; you were the one who insisted on running away," Chen Fang said, shrugging.

Lucy clenched her fist.