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Chapter 273: Quitting Alcohol Addiction

Like most police officers, Kashyap wanted to protect the weak and become the crime nemesis of Night City at the beginning. However, he couldn't manage it, and he would get angry whenever he couldn't protect the people around him.

Drinking can effectively relieve this anger. This is not a problem, but the problem is that there are too many frustrations in Night City, so much that Kasyapa is intoxicated by alcohol and can't get out of it.

This is also the helplessness of all the good people in Night City. In the worst city, it is almost impossible to be a good person.

"Every cause has its effect, you stupid pig. As long as you change your cause, your effect will naturally change." Alberta said.

You heard it right, Alberta believes in the theory of causality very much. You may find it a little funny that a person who is accustomed to betraying his teammates actually believes in causality.

If it was before, Alberta didn't believe it, until he became a notorious mercenary, Alberta seemed to believe that there really is cause and effect in this world.

She had always dreamed of becoming a mercenary and killing people everywhere. However, because of her bad reputation, no one wanted her to be a teammate anymore, and no middleman was willing to introduce her to any job.

At this moment, the seeds she sowed finally bore bitter fruit.

Alberta hated Kashyap not only because he was a cop but also because he was an alcoholic.

Generally speaking, no matter what his addiction is, whether it's alcohol or Mewtwo, Alberta will stay away from such an addicted guy.

But after Alberta lost her job, she became a Paradox addict herself, living out her daily fantasy of being a cyberpunk.

It was because of this that she felt a little sympathy for Kasyapa at this moment, and out of pity, she even spoke to him.

"Damn it, you crappy mercenary, I didn't expect you to look more Indian than me." Kasyapa complained, and in full view of everyone, he habitually put the beer bottle into his mouth.

Kasyapa was stunned for a moment, covered his head in pain, and said, "You are right, there is a cause and an effect, and I will have to pay for my own suffering in the end."

Kasyapa cried bitterly, it was not so easy to change the habit formed over decades.

Arturo patted Kashyap on the back and said soothingly, "It's okay. You still have plenty of time to change this habit. As for today, just have a good drink."

Arturo seemed to have his own ideas. Ling Luxian leaned on the bar and watched Arturo's performance.

He wanted to see how this ordinary Mewtwo maintenance worker could help his members get rid of their alcohol dependence.

Stanley on TV talks a lot of nonsense every day, but there is one thing he said that he is not wrong. In Night City, heroes are not judged by their origins, but by whether they can carve out their own path.

Ling Luxuan will have to wait and see what tricks this "big thief" who always talks about robbing a bank can come up with.

After hearing Arturo's words, Kashyap seemed to be freed from the ban and no longer restricted his drinking.

However, Kasyapa felt that something was wrong with him today, and he seemed to get drunk faster than usual.

In a daze, I seemed to have arrived at the scene of duty.

Kashyap slapped his head. "What the hell, wasn't I just drinking with Arturo and the others? Why did I start patrolling? Am I drunk and hallucinating?"

Kasyapa was not sure if it was an illusion or not. He only knew one thing, that he felt top-heavy and couldn't patrol at all. His feet felt light and he just wanted to find a place to vomit.

"yue~" Kasyapa leaned against the wall and vomited a few times, but nothing came out. Just as he was wondering, an emergency occurred on the street.

A man kidnapped a lady.

"Help, Mr. Policeman, please save me, I don't want to die yet."

The lady struggled frantically, but the criminal held her down tightly with a dagger against her throat.

"Shut up, bitch. I don't want to hurt you, but don't move."

Without having time to think, Kasyapa rushed over immediately, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the man.

"Don't... don't be afraid, ma'am, I... am here." Kasyapa said drunkenly.

"boom!"

However, a huge gunshot rang out across the sky.

The shot by Kasyapa missed and hit the hostage right between her eyebrows. The woman's head exploded, which frightened the criminals.

"No...no no! Damn it! I killed her!"

Kasyapu screamed and sat up, only to find that the person in front of him was Arturo, who was holding a Mewtwo headband in his hand.

“Arturo, I don’t deserve to be a police officer. I… killed a woman because I…”

"Because you're drunk, aren't you?"

Arturo waved the hand holding the Mewtwo headband in front of Kasyepu's eyes.

Kasyapa sobered up all of a sudden. Not to mention that he had only drunk a little. Even if he was completely drunk, he would have sobered up by now, as he was so scared.

"Oh, damn, Arturo, that's just your Mewtwo?" Kashyap complained, supporting his head with one hand.

Although Kasyapa complained, he was actually very glad in his heart that it was just a damned mew dream.

Arturo smiled awkwardly, "Haha, I have to thank Pilot for this. His portable Mewtwo headband is a high-end product with a simulation degree of 99%. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that you would be able to see through it."

"Thank God. If someone really died because of me, I would probably never forgive myself for the rest of my life." Kasyapa said with lingering fear.

"Okay, cheer up, man." Arturo patted Kashyap's shoulder and comforted him. "But by the way, do you still want to drink now?"

Kasyapa scratched his head a little embarrassedly and said, "No, I won't drink anymore."

Ling Luxian smiled and said, "That's not the case. You're being too extreme. Drinking is entertainment. Just don't drink too much and know when to stop."

Kasyapa waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, I'm really scared."

"I didn't find you to be so honest. You are a little different from the Indians I have met."

Ling Luxian couldn't help but compare Kasyapa with Narayan whom he had met before. They were both of Indian descent, but why was there such a big difference in their character?

Ling Luxian looked at Kasyapa's skin color, which seemed to be more Caucasian. He wondered if one of his parents was white, or if he was a high caste Indian?

Kashyap frowned, "You seem to have some kind of prejudice against us Indians?"

Ling Luxian did not deny it. "It seems so. If you are cheated by Indians too many times, you will also have PTSD."

The one who was embarrassed was Kasyapa. He admitted that some of his people were indeed not very kind.

"Ahem, these are just some individuals. I am a Kshatriya, and I am different from them."

Ling Luxian curled his lips and started to shift the blame. It seemed that this Kshatriya was no different from other Indians.