There are so many good people in the company!
If this manager is already so rich, how wealthy must the director be?
Pira's voice came from the driver's seat: "We're about to leave the farm, in a few minutes we have to get out of the car, what about that woman?"
"Bring her along, and we'll dispose of her halfway—trash belongs where trash should be."
Mercer looked at Emilia coldly.
Rebecca was visibly excited, laughing happily: "Well said, Mercer! Trash should be thrown where trash belongs!"
She pointed at V and said, "This time you can't compete with me! I want to personally put an end to this scum!"
"Whatever, girl, today I've had my fill." V chuckled, satisfied as she patted her own arm.
She felt like she was practically Superman earlier!
Just this Sianwistan was something, when I change all the other gear, who in Night City would be a match for me?
Rebecca stared at her for a moment, then turned to Mercer: "After this job is done, I want to get some cyberware too! Mercer, come with me! Help me figure out what to upgrade! I want to be even more badass than her!"
"Sure, even if you didn't say it, I'd take you, Pira, and V there once. You all fight on the front lines, facing the greatest risks, and need cyberware enhancements the most.
Initial resources will be somewhat tilted in your favor, but let me make it clear, high-load cyberware like Sianwistan, I have to consider carefully, it's not suitable for everyone.
Mess it up, and you'll end up with cyberpsychosis."
After finishing, Mercer paused then said: "Moreover, that stuff is expensive, cheap ones don't work well, good ones start at tens of thousands, my suggestion is to take it step by step.
Anyway, do a check-up first, and we can discuss it then. Don't always compare yourself to V, her talent is truly exceptional, not something anyone can mimic."
Throughout cyber history, considering all game endings, I fear only V has accomplished feats like 'rescuing someone from the Anti-Terrorism Mobile Squad,' 'single-handedly storming Arasaka Tower and defeating the Hammer.'
Or 'delivering Lark to the Moon under the New America's heavy defenses,' 'single-handedly sweeping through all cyberpsychosis cases in Night City,' and other amazing terrifying achievements.
Rebecca was a bit unconvinced, but since it was Mercer speaking, she could only look at V with dissatisfaction: "Do you really think so highly of her? I have a lot of talent too!"
"I know, but the gap between geniuses can sometimes be bigger than you think." Mercer evaluated calmly, hoping Rebecca could recognize her own strength.
Otherwise, if she got impulsive and modified herself heavily like V, what if she turns cyberpsychotic?
Even test-detected attributes can only offer a small reference, but no one can clearly know the actual capacity for cyberware.
"Like actually, Qiwei is considered a genius, yet Lucy should be even more of a genius, but if you use Lucy to compare with me...what do you think?"
After Mercer finished his example, Rebecca suddenly became a bit despondent, biting her lip, only after a long pause did she say: "Is the gap...really that big?"
"I don't know, I also don't know what your potential truly is, but I know what's more important than strength is that you have a strong heart.
Rebecca, in this city, the kindness in most people is killed the moment they clearly see this city for the first time, but you haven't, that's what makes you so valuable, and why I think it's your greatest talent."
Mercer's tone was gentle.
Rebecca then lifted her head, looking into his eyes, those eyes still gazed at her as warmly and determinedly as when they first met.
...Damn it.
From that moment on, Rebecca clearly knew one thing—she had to get this man.
Seeing her eyes regaining their firmness, Mercer's face under his mask couldn't help but smile, thinking his encouragement was very effective.
V thought the same, she no longer argued with or flaunted in front of Rebecca, but gently reached out and touched her hair: "On this point, I agree with Mercer, perhaps in this aspect, you might be far stronger than me."
Rebecca shook her head, her twin tails hitting against her arm, breaking free: "Don't touch my head... anyway, don't worry, I'm not that fragile.
I just feel being unable to help in any way like this makes me feel so suffocated..."
Pira had stayed silent, only occasionally glancing at the rearview mirror.
His expression had a hint of satisfaction, mixed with a strange sense of guilt, when he thought about it, as an older brother, it seemed he'd never supported Rebecca as determinedly as Mercer.
Sighing inwardly for the first time, Pira felt an indescribable sense of belonging to this team.
He knew he was unreliable, always scatterbrained, but... that's just who he was, yet it didn't prevent him from sincerely hoping that Rebecca could live well and happily.
This was what their father had repeatedly urged him to do at all costs before passing away.
He'd always been inadequate before, but maybe in this team... someone might be able to fulfill all of it in his stead.
"Alright, there are plenty of battles to be fought in the future, even if V is strong, she's only one person, don't expect V to handle everything by herself."
Mercer laughed while reaching to tousle her hair, Rebecca didn't dodge, just replied with a mumbled agreement, returning to her usual carefree self, and proactively shifted the topic: