Night City was a sprawling metropolis with a population of 7 million people.
The high level of urbanization resulted in various architectural marvels, and its lax and corrupt public security governance formed its unique urban style.
The NCPD did a half-assed job, and citizens retained the primitive right of blood-for-blood, living freely in America's worst city.
Feeling the stench from the sewers, listening to the wind blowing from afar, mixed with the sounds of gunfire—
Lille suddenly said, "Night City is a bit too urbanized..."
The car had been slightly modified in appearance to avoid detection. The plan was to ditch it once they got into the city.
"Living like this for ten thousand years, until the son takes over..."
V hummed a tune in the passenger seat, one hand draped over the door, savoring the familiarity of it all.
Jack, who was driving, showed a curious expression, "What song are you singing? Did you write it for Arasaka Saburo? 'Til the son takes over,' huh."
