Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 314 76. What a coincidence, right?
"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand is great, I have saved almost one million euros!"

After coming out of Arasaka Tower, Oliver kept clicking on the numbers in his account, looking very excited: "I can think about getting myself a motorcycle, and buying some new surgical equipment for my sister's clinic."

"That's great. I only have about 800,000 Euros. I can go to Old Wei and exchange the subcutaneous armor for it."

Jack counted his account and then looked at V.

"V, is there anything you want to buy? I still have plenty of money."

"I think this money is more than enough. I don't need your help, Jack."

V was looking at the 27 Euros in his account and was actually feeling incredibly excited.

He had only been officially in the team for less than a week, but he had already earned a sum of money that he had never imagined in his life. It turned out that he had made the right choice to be a mercenary.

With this money, V can buy spare parts to refurbish all the vehicles and related mechanical equipment of the entire tribe.

Tribe
Thinking of the tribe, V's heart, which had just been excited by the huge account numbers, suddenly calmed down.

No matter what, being kicked out of the tribe will always be a pain for him.

'I don't know what's going on with the people in the tribe. Can they really get the life they want after joining the Snake Nation?'

Thinking about the 'family' of the past and looking at the 'family' of the present, V looked at Carl who was standing at the door of the floating car, opening the hatch and overlooking Night City. Although he was looking at the night view, he looked thoughtful, and he couldn't help but say:

"Are you still thinking about identity matters, Carl?"

"Well, I'll have to think about it for a while."

Carl had told the rest of the team about choosing an identity when he left Arasaka Tower. Since Haruko was not in a hurry, he wanted to think about it carefully before making a response. After telling his companions about this, he had been thinking about it all the way. Seeing his thoughtful look, V, as a friend, really wanted to know what identity Carl was struggling with.

After hearing V's words, Jack and Oliver, who were originally looking at the numbers in the account, turned around and looked over. The ball that had been placed in the hovercraft also lit up its eyes. T-BUG was online.

In fact, other people in the team had made many guesses about Carl's identity, such as the child of an executive who failed in a power struggle in the company, or an orphan from a wealthy family, but they were just guesses. No one had ever asked him what he did in the past because Carl never said it on his own initiative.

But even if they didn't ask, V and the others were still very curious about Carl's choice now that he had to choose an identity, because Carl's choice might give them a glimpse into the past experiences of their young master companion.

'Anyone want to play? There are two choices, the rich young man and the son of an executive who lost the fight. Whoever loses will pay for the meal. It's up to the other people who choose to participate. I guess it's the rich young man.'

T-BUG sent a message to his companions in the channel: "Anyone want to come? There's no limit on the number of people."

"I think these two options can be combined into one, where the children of some executive who failed in the struggle are not killed and grow up as the young masters of a wealthy family."

Oliver and the others didn't actually know what the specific options on the data tablet Carl was holding were, but that didn't stop him from guessing: "I choose the third option, which is both."

"Then you will lose today, so prepare to treat us."

Jack analyzed:

"Karl's initial disdain for food is clearly due to his privileged family background. He also knows a lot and his education is not something that people on the street can get. But he was very quick in picking up a gun. I feel like his family background has brought him into contact with guns. So I guess the fourth possibility is that he is the son of a high-ranking military officer and because of his privileged family life, he inevitably came into contact with knowledge related to guns."

"But this doesn't ask us to guess what Carl's past life was like, it just asks us to guess the identity Carl would choose."

Oliver disagreed: "I think it would be more appropriate for Carl to have both identities."

"No one chooses the children of executives? Then I'll choose one." V looked at the money in his account. He didn't mind treating his friends if he lost. He was not good at keeping money. He would spend it whenever he had it. To him, the money spent on modifying guns and vehicles was the same as the money spent on treating his friends to drinks.

T-BUG: It's a pity that you can come up with four options from two. Maybe we'll all have to treat each other.

Oliver: That's impossible. I was the first person to know Carl. I understand him. My guess cannot be wrong.

Jack: Are you referring to the time when I encountered the Uzumaki Gang on the street and was almost scared to death, and was saved by Carl?

Oliver: At least I shot and killed a few people. I don't believe that you, Jack, could fight ten people alone in your first street gunfight and be so brave.

The chat between the few people was in the channel, and they did not hide it from Carl at all. Carl also saw their bet.

"Come on."

Karl said, "He's a rich young master, and he's the son of a high-ranking military officer. Why do you all think the same way?"

"Don't you look like that?"

V looked at Carl: "When I first saw you, I thought you were too young, unreliable, and looked like a young master."

"Are they similar?"

"Very much, Master."

The unanimous voices of his companions helped Carl confirm his identity.

They all say it looks like it, so it must look like it. You can’t go wrong by listening to them.

"Then look at this. How about the family member status of the administrative specialist of the American branch of Kang Tao? I studied at Arasaka Academy and lived in Night City as a Night City resident. Now with the identity of Kang Tao, I feel that the status blessing in some places has been maxed out."

"What kind of status blessing is this? Can we take a look?"

V didn't understand, but he found that he seemed to have won the bet. Carl really chose the identity of a senior executive's child. In order to confirm his victory, he wanted to see a specific one.

"Okay, come and take a look."

Carl didn't mind showing the data tablet to his companions:

"An administrative specialist who died with his wife seven years ago at the beginning of the New American Unification War. Agent Arasaka accidentally obtained his identity information. He was fired by Kangtao Company because of his poor performance, and his children disappeared in the conflict that killed him. It's a good fit, and the age is also right."

"And the commissioner's last name was."

V looked at the information about Carl's identity selection on the data panel and stared at the last name for a few seconds, somewhat surprised.

Even without a translation program, he would have recognized the last name because it was Carl's last name.

"This commissioner's last name is also Ka!"

"What a coincidence, isn't it?"

Carl said indifferently.

(End of this chapter)