Moving quickly, she pulled out her glasses and called Rogue from the Afterlife.
Just kidding, Berry had never pinned her main hopes on filming braindance movies.
The tertiary industry was highly volatile; the film might fail, and the entire investment could be wasted.
Most importantly, how could the entertainment industry compare to the underground military industry in terms of making money?
What Berry really relied on was her skill in manufacturing killing machines.
"... Hello, is that Rogue? It's Berry."
Truthfully, Rogue wasn't that familiar with Berry initially, but after the connection with Johnny was established, Berry unilaterally defined herself as the Afterlife's all-weather, unlimited strategic partner.
Therefore, she planned to firmly grasp and expand this relationship; she couldn't let Rogue, this wealthy client, slip away.
Thinking this, Berry slowly began to speak.
"What do you think of the matter I mentioned earlier? Are you satisfied with the samples I sent over?"
If Berry didn't smoke, she would probably be puffing on a cigar right now.
After all, don't the big shots in movies always smoke cigars when talking business?
"Hmm, I took a close look at what you sent..."
Rogue, on the other end of the line, clearly knew what Berry was referring to.
A while ago, Berry had sent a shipment of weaponry to Rogue.
This weaponry was naturally not ordinary; besides, Afterlife didn't lack common gear. What Berry actually sent were hardened goods that she had modified.
In the Cyber Era, customizing firearms wasn't just about minor repairs and tinkering like in the past.
After cyberware technology became globally popular, soldiers and Mercenaries equipped with cyberware offering various functions far exceeded human limits.
Recoil and similar issues were no longer a problem.
After all, if you installed a full set of titanium alloy skeletal structure and artificial muscles, you could lift a truck, let alone handle a gun.
Therefore, in the Cyber Era, firearms weren't the issue; the issue was finding a weapon that perfectly matched one's cyberware capabilities and personal needs.
After all, everyone's cyberware modifications and tactical roles are different; using standard-issue firearms would only limit their combat effectiveness.
Thus, weapon modding became a hot profession in Night City. Many gun shops, besides their primary business of selling guns, also offered personalized firearm customization services, guaranteed to modify the gun of your dreams.
And this was the potential collaboration opportunity between The Hive and Afterlife.
Afterlife has the city's most elite street Mercenaries, and since good saddles belong on good horses, their demand for firearms is extreme.
Although Berry knew that since Afterlife was so large, they definitely had their own means of obtaining customized weapons, she was also extremely confident in her own technology.
Her eighteen-point technical manufacturing ability alone was enough to rival a corporation's high-tech division.
If that wasn't enough, she could push harder, add two more points, and hit twenty points directly.
Twenty points, the data limit in the game, represents the ultimate limit of all human mental and physical potential in reality.
Anyone who can reach this level in any field is certainly not an unknown figure.
The legendary Hacker Rache Bartmoss is an example.
Berry guessed that his Hacker ability was twenty points.
Look at what he did—he directly shattered the Old Net using a virus.
Since then, the global internet ceased to exist, and local area networks are still used everywhere today.
Therefore, Berry's ability, possessing eighteen points and approaching the limit, can be summarized perfectly in one sentence:
Berry's products are guaranteed to be masterpieces.
"Yes, I saw your stuff, Berry. Although we haven't known each other long, I have to say, it's incredible that you were completely unknown for the past decade or so."
Rogue still wore that stoic expression, as if nothing could move her.
But the words she spoke certainly indicated that she found Berry's abilities unbelievable.
Afterlife would make use of her technology.
Once this was confirmed, the transaction between the two naturally proceeded smoothly.
Afterlife would place orders with The Hive in the future, though not for bulk items, but for high-end customized goods.
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