"I used to live in Westbrook, my dad was part of the management at a small company, and we lived in a skyscraper," he said.
"You might not believe it, but I didn't go down to Night City for the first time until I was almost 8 years old."
Matt lay on the prosthetics surgery table, feeling a bit nervous.
As he said, he wasn't born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but his circumstances were clearly much better than those of the street kids, even better than David's, who at least had a mother.
Lille was conducting a comprehensive physical examination of Matt to determine the subsequent prosthetics implantation plan.
One thing was certain: the scale of the implantation would be relatively small; after all, this was a 10-year-old child.
"I see, rich kid, what drugs have you used?" asked Arasaka.
"Uh... I attended a school specializing in military technology. My dad said there was a program that signed up and got money, and that's where I trained," Matt replied.
