"So, Xiao Ke, how did you join the company?"

"Me? I think I'm a refiner."

Zhang Chulan looked at Liu Ke who was hammering iron sheets and making a red mecha, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What kind of refinement is this? Do you think I haven't watched Marvel?"

Good morning, Night City! I am everyone's favorite host Stan!

Some people say that Night City will always be so corrupt, and hidden under the bright lights and wine are the corpses of the lower class people. Some people say that the truth of cyberpunk is the eternal tragedy, death and loss.

But a big man doesn't think so. He saved the Mann team, sent David and Lucy to the moon, and built a super-large ecosystem on the moon to fight against the new orbital airline.

And Jack finally made a name for himself. Not only did he become a big man in Night City, but he also became the mayor of Night City. The lark tied to the new America also got rid of the cage because of him and returned to the real "nature".

As for V, it depends on whether you are asking about Valerie, who vacationed with Judy in the newly built seaside resort in Heywood, or Vincent, who accompanied Panam to run the [Badland Ecological Park].

"All this comes from our greatest "Anti-Entropy", from our greatest company founder, Mr. Jiang Bing, who is known as the "Creator"!

Punch "Arasaka", kick "Military Technology", and slap "Biotechnology" a few times, so that they all crawl out of Night City in a hurry.

Thanks to "Anti-Entropy", thanks to our "Creator" Mr. Jiang Bing, we have such a wonderful day. Let us start a new day together with the cheers of thanks to Mr. Jiang Bing!

The world of Cyberpunk 2077 is the main focus.

Keywords: Zhutian, Cyberpunk, subverting the world, technology, cyborg doctor, company, middleman, Monster Hunter, The Witcher 3, Resident Evil, Dead Space, Warhammer, and a little love.

This is a daily routine after traveling to the world of cultivation and then to the world of My Little Pony.

Or maybe someone who wants to try to change the ending,

"No, no, the author is overthinking. I'm just a pony trying to take advantage of the situation. How can I have so many thoughts?"

"I was just wondering, Twilight Sparkle is called the Princess of Friendship, what should Pinkie Pie be called, Princess of Joy? Princess of Party? What about Rarity, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy?"

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to turn them into princesses, nothing else, really."

"After all, we are all ordinary ponies. It's normal to have ideals, right?"

A certain protagonist "naively" thought,

"Isn't that right, author?" a certain protagonist smiled at the author "peacefully".

Traveling through Tianlong, becoming Murong Fu, ambitious and unwilling to lie down.

This emperor, the Zhao family can do it, why can't I?

No way!

Beiming, Douzhuan, Jianglong, Yijinjing...

Song Dynasty, Dali, Liao Dynasty, Xixia...

The country is so beautiful that countless heroes compete for it!

Divine skills, beauties, and the country, all must be grasped, all must be strong!

“I saw with my own eyes that they used the finest, rustproof refined steel to make utensils and cans, filling them with just a little food, then casually throwing them away after eating.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they used giant beasts as tall as mountains to devour soil and rocks, digging out underground cities, just to park their steel carriages beneath the surface.”

“I saw with my own eyes that they fed glowing ores into an everlasting stellar furnace, unleashing a radiance brighter than the sun.”

“I saw with my own eyes all those indescribable things.”

“Their iron birds covered the sky, their steel ships filled the ocean, their war machines tore the earth asunder, and their gods walked upon the world.”

“You must think I’m mad.”

“But it doesn’t matter.”

“It has already seen you.”

***

Oil is Its blood.

Thick smoke is Its breath.

Ore and steel are Its food.

The countless cargo ships in the harbors are Its myriad offspring.

The place of origin stamped in the corner is Its silent mockery.

They claim they are mere mortals.

Child, you’d best not argue.

You must understand:

Their technology is beyond comprehension.

Their production capacity is unimaginable.

A mere glimpse of their creations will drive you insane.

Their morale surpasses even the most fanatical worshippers of dark gods.

How will you stop them?

With your sword, child? Or your flesh and blood?

You should be grateful that they still consider themselves mortals.

***

“I’ve finished building my factory, and now you’re telling me this world runs on idealism?!”

“Wait, then what the hell did I just create?”