Now isn't the time to pass out, let alone schedule a rendezvous with fuck buddies.
If this situation isn't handled properly, Li Pan's trip to Night City might as well come to an end.
Enduring the headache, Li Pan forcibly opened the emergency kit on the hover car with his card, injected a series of heart stimulants, and took a can of oxygen before he started to recover.
But speaking of which, as a manager, he still had to pay to use the company's emergency kit? And in this bloody world where licking a blood pack costs 3000, it's just too fucking absurd...
Okay, now's not the time to fuss over these trivial matters. The key is to find Senhime's head.
After all, with surveillance cameras everywhere on the streets, he couldn't possibly carry that thing with him. But who would have thought it would be so unlucky to get exposed in one night?
