Compared to Qi Wei, Jiang Heng still found Rebecca, the little loli, more appealing.
Who could resist a little loli who could wield dual pistols, sometimes even with twin-tails like a mom?
“Little sister, how old are you this year? Are you old enough to drink?” Jiang Heng asked Rebecca, who was sitting beside him, while holding a glass of wine.
As soon as he said this, everyone in the room fell silent.
“Little sister? Little sister your ass! You're the little sister, I'm eighteen years old!”
Oh~ Her sweet voice, like honey, was so familiar.
If not for the rules of Afterlife, Rebecca would have already pulled out her dual pistols and shot Jiang Heng into a beehive.
While Rebecca did look like a loli, she was actually quite old. She was even older than David, a legal loli.
Looking at Rebecca, who was spitting fire, Jiang Heng wasn't angry at all. He knew that Rebecca wasn't actually a little sister, and he was just trying to tease her.
“Wow~ Really? You're eighteen? I can't tell. But to have such wealth at such a young age, it's truly enviable.”
Hearing this, everyone was a little confused. When did Rebecca become a wealthy tycoon?
“What do you mean by that?” The little loli looked at Jiang Heng with big, confused eyes.
“Look, you have a private airfield, that means you're a wealthy tycoon. I'm just wondering if my fighter jet can land and take off at your airport.”
“……”
Now everyone understood what Jiang Heng meant.
Rebecca's anger instantly flared up three feet high: “Ah! You stinky idiot, go die!”
With a roar, the furious little loli jumped off the sofa and gave Jiang Heng a scissor kick.
Jiang Heng didn't dodge, what the heck, this wasn't punishment, it was clearly a reward!
Just as Rebecca was thinking about giving Jiang Heng a cat-like punch to make him unrecognizable, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her leg.
Rebecca looked down and froze. This pervert actually kissed her!
“Ah, you, you dead pervert!”
Rebecca immediately jumped back three meters, staying far away from Jiang Heng. The furious little loli had completely lost the battle.
“Cough… Sorry, couldn't help myself.”
Listening to Jiang Heng's apology, everyone saw no remorse in his eyes. Instead, there was a hint of lewd aftertaste on his face. This guy... was a pervert!
The tall image Jiang Heng had built up in the minds of the six people collapsed instantly.
…
After chatting with the members of the Mann team for a while, Jiang Heng decided to go home and rest. He hadn't rested for a single day in the past month, and he was starting to feel exhausted.
“See you guys later, I have to catch the last train. I won't be chatting with you today.” Jiang Heng stood up and said goodbye to everyone.
He then looked at Rebecca, who was farthest from him, and smiled, saying: “Rebecca, stay in touch.”
“Ghost, ghost, I'll stay in touch with you!”
Jiang Heng didn't mind, he turned around and left. He really did need to catch the last train.
As for why Jiang Heng didn't drive himself, it was because he had only been in Night City for a month and hadn't gotten his driver's license yet. Plus, he had been drinking today, so he couldn't find a good Samaritan on the street to borrow a car.
After all, he was a "good kid" who grew up under the red flag, even in Night City, he would encourage himself to be a good five-star citizen who abides by the law.
Don't drink and drive, don't drive after drinking, that's something you need to follow, though it seems that Night City doesn't have this law.
…
After leaving Afterlife Nightclub, Jiang Heng went straight to the train station and boarded the train back to Clarendon Street.
Clarendon Street is located in the southwest of Chinatown in Watson, bordering the sea. It is the most prosperous area in Watson and also faces the most luxurious city center in Night City across the river.
The light rail train hung in the air, passing through the neighborhood, shuttling between the skyscrapers. Jiang Heng stood on the train, admiring the beautiful night view of Night City.
Huge skyscrapers obscured the endless winding streets, neon lights provided a stage for the steel and concrete ballet, under the sky-filling spotlights and giant screens, bulky aerial cars traveled like fish.
Luxurious hotels, delicious restaurants, and night clubs and strip clubs that mesmerized the senses, and more.
But in the corners unseen by the rich, gangs clashed, the poor cried out. In various filthy alleys, ragged homeless people lay scattered.
Everything showcased the city's prosperity, but at the same time, it told people of its decadence and dirtiness.
Standing on the train, Jiang Heng looked at these scenes, and couldn't help but ponder.
A month ago, he was just an ordinary otaku, spending his days cooped up in his rented apartment playing games and watching anime.
Because he loved the game *Cyberpunk 2077*, when he heard there was a spin-off anime, he immediately went to watch it.
Cyberpunk works are basically full of tragedy, and usually there won't be any happy ending, because cyberpunk is a genre that has a strong anti-utopian and pessimistic color.
Jiang Heng wasn't someone who liked watching tragedies, but because he loved the game, he still watched the anime.
When he saw his little loli Rebecca turn into Rebecca-chan, Jiang Heng punched his computer screen with a fist, shattering it.
But he unexpectedly received something called a "game world transmigration system". Before Jiang Heng could figure it out, he was transported to Night City.