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Chapter 45 - Chapter 23: Cowboy Cassidy

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"Yes, Adcardo, I came all the way from New America, without any special purpose, just couldn't stay in my original small family and wanted to change places.

But I haven't decided where to go, so I just wandered aimlessly, taking delivery tasks when I ran out of money, and once I earned enough, I continued my wandering, looking for a place to belong."

Cassidy finished speaking and saw Mercer constantly observing him, then after a moment, Mercer had a look of realization.

"I see... anything else you want to say?"

Mercer had actually already decided to let him go.

Because he knew this guy.

In the game, players could receive a side quest called 'Adding Fuel to the Fire', and one of the characters in the mission was this Cassidy.

A seemingly well-experienced old cowboy, to put it simply, he seemed like a good person.

In the game, he was a member of Pan'an's tribe of Adcardo outside Night City.

Mercer had a favorable impression of those Adcardans, a group of loyal brothers.

When playing the game, if you trigger the star ending, this group would even follow you to help storm the Arasaka Tower.

Many died along the way, but no one ever blamed you, all just because you helped them a few times.

However, being cautious, Mercer still decided to teach this guy a lesson first, then find a way to persuade this old cowboy to leave.

Although he had searched a lot of knowledge online, theory is always shallow compared to practice.

If they had to travel thousands of kilometers to Night City, having an experienced wanderer to help would definitely make the journey much smoother.

"... I don't have much money, just about 4,000 Euros in all my savings, if you want, I can transfer it to you!

My vehicle... if you'd be willing to leave it with me, I could try to ask some old friends to help with a small ransom.

But it won't be much, you know, I'm just a wanderer."

Cassidy finished and paused:

"I suppose you wouldn't care much about an old American's past. I've been wandering the wilds since I was a kid, I could tell stories for nights if you want to hear them.

If you want to know anything else...

Kid, I assure you my presence here is just coincidental, and if you let me go, once I step out this door I'll choose to forget.

Then I'll drive away, far away, and continue wandering."

Mercer stared at him for a moment, then said, "What if I don't plan to let you go?"

"That's even better, it means you need me for something.

I can tell you're not a bad person — the kids around you trust you very much.

And you look... not very old, maybe this old guy's life experience could be useful to you."

Cassidy said steadily:

"You seem like you come from an influential background, your black customer service is worth more than all I own.

So... kid, trust me, I'm nothing like those bastards you killed.

Adcardan wanderers repay kindness with kindness!"

"... Alright, let's do it this way."

Mercer stood up decisively, casually grabbing a table knife to hand to Cassidy: "Need help?"

"No need, actually, I already untied it..."

Cassidy smiled, tightened his wrists, and pulled hard, letting the tied rope fall to the ground:

"I was just afraid you'd panic and shoot me... when that girl's gun was pointed at me it was a bit shaky."

Lucy awkwardly turned her gaze away: "I was hesitating over where to aim."

"Well, just remember next time to keep the 'Golden Finger' principle, don't put your finger on the trigger when not firing..."

Cassidy chuckled softly, then pointed to a dead Chaotic Blade Association member by the dining table:

"Can I get my gun back? It's an old revolver, my oldest buddy."

"Go ahead, rummage through, we should get moving too.

This small town should have more people, we need to leave quickly to avoid running into other Chaotic Blade Association members returning home."

Mercer gave the order, then turned off the safety on the gun and tucked it into his coat.

"You're not taking their money?"

The old cowboy noticed this group only searched bodies and didn't transfer money from these people's brains, thinking they didn't understand:

"Normally, people like us don't keep money in banks, since it costs transaction fees when using it.

So, we usually keep money directly in the data wallet in the brain-computer interface..."

Mercer shook his head, speaking the truth:

"Our previous card number will soon be frozen, and this virtual wallet interface will also be deactivated.

To open a new data wallet, you need to open a bank account first to activate it.

But our current identity won't do, we'll have to wait until we get a new identity."

"Oh, understood."

The old cowboy immediately understood, cautiously probing: "I heard Arasaka loves doing these things..."

"As far as I know, big companies usually do...

The Arasaka logo on our black customer service is quite noticeable, so don't worry about guessing wrong.

But we have nothing to do with Arasaka now, to be accurate, our relationship isn't good, got it?"

After Mercer finished, the old cowboy sighed, shook his head:

"Look at what Arasaka's done... forcing a group of kids to wander the wilds.

Got it, I'll hold on to it for now, and when we reach a big city, I'll return it after opening an account with a European Community bank."

He opened the brain-computer interface: "You can keep an eye on me."

"No need, in doubting people you shouldn't use them, and I think I'm pretty good at judging people."

Mercer smiled, then unbuckled a shoulder holster from someone, which could not only hold a gun but also some hand grenades or the like.

"Then I'll hold onto it... I suggest you guys take their clothes while you're at it, at least take a jacket."

Cassidy continued to suggest.

Mercer nodded: "Fine, I just find them dirty... also, it's inconvenient to wear these clothes to buy new ones, Kyoko, which one do you want?"

[Kyoko: They're all so ugly... just find me one, whatever.]

Mercer picked a plain black jacket for himself and then pulled out the wind chime originally tucked inside, putting it into a new pocket.

He then grabbed a slightly dirty brown jacket from a Female Chaotic Blade Association member for Kyoko.

"What about these guns?"

Cassidy pointed to the scattered guns on the ground: "The implants can't be removed in time, but the guns are worth some money, sold through proper channels could be three or four thousand Euros."

"I'm not sure if there's enough space in the car and I don't plan to stop for many rest breaks.

Cassidy, you'll need to give us a hand, we've got quite a lot of stuff too."

After saying that, Mercer turned to look at Tetsuya Daichi:

"Daichi, take Cassidy in his truck to fetch my things, anything unimportant just dump in the Pika, we'll drive three vehicles."

Tetsuya Daichi nodded, turned to look at Cassidy.

Cassidy found his silver revolver, tucked it into his holster, then pressed his hat: "So you want me to travel with you?"

"Mm-hmm, we certainly need an old cowboy as a guide."

Mercer smirked:

"By chance, you're also wandering... take us to Night City, the reward is what we find along the way, plus 10,000 Euros, but you'll have to wait for me to sell stuff in Night City to get it."

Cassidy shrugged with a relaxed expression:

"I suppose I can't refuse...

I've heard there's an Adcardo group near Night City, maybe that's a suitable new family for me.

As for the reward, it's unnecessary, let's just say we're buddies wandering together, after all, you're my life saviors."

"Great, I've heard Adcardans always help each other out, are people of loyalty and justice, I consider myself the kind to repay kindness, so let's not talk money, if you have trouble later, I'll lend a hand too.

Maybe you can even help us set up a temporary shelter over there...

Nice working with you, I'm Mercer, and the new name I plan to use is — Alex Mercer."

Mercer extended his hand.

"Just call me Cassidy, so should I call you Alex or Mercer?"

Cassidy extended his rough hand, giving him a firm handshake.

"Uh... the latter, I'm used to it." Mercer spoke, also gripping the handshake firmly.

"Nice working with you?" Cassidy smiled.

"Nice working with you." Mercer looked directly into his eyes, gently nodding.

And so, the hacker that escaped Arasaka teamed up with the Adcardo he had initially planned to cooperate with.

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