"Of course, the above statements have yet to be verified and are merely my personal conjectures. However, the master somewhat agrees with my thoughts because, although Adam's Hammer is strong, the idea of him surviving for decades unscathed is beyond his actual combat capabilities.
If Adam's Hammer really survived to this day in his original form—then perhaps he truly is a Legendary Mercenary."
Polaris smiled and said, "Even so... let's assume he's still alive. Mr. David, do you believe you can be lucky enough to become the second Adam's Hammer?"
David chuckled awkwardly, "Uh, probably not..."
"So you have a happy family, a mother who loves you, and a relatively stable learning environment. Why choose the path of a Mercenary?"
After Polaris said that, the car door automatically opened: "Considering your mother is about to get off work and come home, to avoid causing family disputes, I suggest you go back quickly."
"Oh! Okay!" David hurriedly got out of the car, then watched it drive away by itself. Only after the car disappeared down the street did he sigh and return home.
A happy home, huh?
To be honest, he didn't feel very happy—but others always said he was.
Well, compared to people who are homeless on the streets, maybe it's better, but there's a limit to that.
Although his mom never let him go hungry, she didn't have much time to accompany him. Food and clothing were also tight. Honestly, there was no difference from all the neighbors living in skyscraper H5.
David took the elevator back home, drifted off for a while, then the Brain-Computer Interface beeped with a message notification.
[A: The payment has been sent over, this deal is done. After this, do what you have to, and forget about today. If anyone asks afterward, just say you met someone on the road, and they paid you to deliver something.]
[David: Oh! Okay! Thanks!]
[A: I should be thanking you for running the errand for me, bye bye~]
David looked at his bank account balance, which had suddenly shot up by 3,000 Euros, and his heart started pounding—Damn, that's a lot of money!?
Just for running an errand, delivering something, this money is more than his mom's monthly salary!
You should know that David's mom's current job's base salary is only 1,000 Euros a month. It's only by relying on overtime pay and various sporadic company attendance allowances that they manage the livelihood of both mother and son.
But even if you add it all up, it probably doesn't reach 3,000 Euros, right?
David was a bit dazed. He just ran an errand after class and earned his mom's monthly salary?
Good heavens...
The washing machine in the room suddenly beeped.
He quickly got up, walked over for a look, and sighed—the washing machine's bill was overdue again.
But then he eagerly opened the subscription panel and topped up a month's fee for the washing machine, which then started running again.
A sudden sense of satisfaction rose in David's heart.
The door clicked open, and his rather tired-looking mother returned with synthetic meat and canned vegetables: "David?"
"Here!" David walked out from the bathroom.
"Good that you're home... I thought you went out again doing who-knows-what. Lately, Night City isn't very safe, especially over in Taiping Prefecture, things are chaotic. When school gets out, don't run around, stay home..."
David's mother, Gloria Martinez, nagged on.
David, feeling a bit impatient, interrupted her and then excitedly said, "I got it, you don't have to tell me... Oh, by the way, Mom, I paid the washing machine's bill."
"Where did you get the money?" Gloria showed no surprise. Instead, she immediately put down the groceries and looked at him with anxiety and concern.
"I saved up my allowance."
After David finished, he turned and went back to his room—he knew he wasn't good at lying, so running away as quickly as possible was the best choice.
And Gloria suspiciously watched his back. After a while, she comfortingly said, "Then Mom will transfer the money back to you later, so you don't have to save money for me. You can get yourself something nice to eat..."
David simply responded and closed the door.
Gloria sighed—teenage boys in their rebellious phase are really hard to handle...
But with her energy exhausted from work, she clearly had no extra strength, so she simply rinsed her face with water, then went to make food for David.
David lay on his bed, absentmindedly gazing out the window.
He really wanted to officially become a Mercenary...
He tossed and turned, starting to fantasize—the chip he delivered, the beautiful Sex Doll he saw, and Arasaka's Hovercar...
So curious... What else will happen next?
...
"You got David to do this? What if something unexpected happens, aren't you putting that kid in danger?"
Rebecca looked unhappily at Mercer, who was sitting in the hacker chair, resting her chin on her hand while reviewing the operation data of the Sex Doll Chip on her laptop.
The entire Spark Team was gathered in the computer room, all waiting for the historic moment when Mercer and Yoshinobu would meet.
Mercer casually replied, "He frequently sends messages, either to me or to you, indirectly asking if we have any errands for him to run..."
"But you shouldn't have tasked a kid with something so important, should you?" Rebecca remained unconvinced, sighing as she said, "What if the matter ties back to him?"
Mercer simply turned her head to glance at her calmly, "Everyone has their fate. I indeed need someone who seems unrelated to us but is trustworthy to deliver the chip, and he's quite willing to run errands.