Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 394 7. Gaius from Rome
"Click."

As the car door closed, a person who looked quite special and whom the welcoming staff had never seen before walked down from the modified vehicle.

He was a well-proportioned and strong man with a crew cut. Although he was wearing a dark suit, it was difficult to hide his strong physique. Just a glance at him after getting off the car made the two greeters at the door feel tremendous pressure.

Even the receptionists who had received countless guests had never felt that kind of look. It was completely different from the looks of other guests or bodyguards.

The scrutiny revealed from behind the sunglasses seemed to regard them as fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at any time.

Fortunately, the chilling scrutiny that made the reception staff shudder did not last too long. After briefly looking at them, the man with sunglasses and a crew cut looked elsewhere, as if he was checking whether there was any danger in the surrounding environment.

After a brief examination, he slightly turned sideways, leaned down and nodded to the people in the car.

As he nodded, the driver's seat was opened, and a blond young man with a mustache walked out. He was not wearing sunglasses and had a serious face. After getting out of the car, he glanced around, as if for a double confirmation. As the blond young man got out of the car, a burly man walked out from the passenger seat.

The burly man was also wearing a suit, but his suit looked like it would be torn apart by his tense muscles at any time. His steps were steady and powerful, and he seemed to be able to release amazing strength at any time. His height was not that exaggerated, but just standing there, he was like a mountain, which made people feel heavy and pressured.

As these people who looked like bodyguards got out of the car and continued to check again, the real owner finally got out of the car and appeared in front of the reception staff.

He was a young man who looked quite young, probably around twenty years old, with black hair and a handsome face.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, every inch of the fabric fit his body perfectly, his eyes were confident and calm, and he looked extraordinary. He got out of the car calmly and elegantly, and every gesture revealed his good upbringing and demeanor. In the eyes of the reception staff, he was a nobleman who could be recognized at a glance even if he was thrown into a crowd.

'Here comes a big shot.'

The two receptionists glanced at each other secretly and stood up straight subconsciously. They were waiting for the guest who was obviously an important person to approach.

Seeing that the receptionist was ready to greet them, V asked Karl in the communication: "Why are you so skilled, Karl? I almost thought you were the heir of a company just now. I thought you were just talking, but can you really do it?"

"You can learn it by watching Mewtwo once. Just imitate it. It's not difficult. I've told you that there will be no problem."

Karl didn't think anything of it: "Let's go, it's time to go in. You still remember your identities, right? Everything will be as planned by T-BUG."

"Wait a minute, let me activate Hera's automatic parking program and let it stop more steadily."

Listening to Oliver's words, Carl paused for a moment, "How much have you modified it? Adapting to the badlands, deforming the appearance, and now even adding programming?"

"Just a small change."

With Oliver's help, the modified car, which looked nothing like the Sky Hera, was parked. Then, without further ado, Jack took the lead and walked towards the Biltmore Millennium Hotel.

"Welcome to the Millennium Biltmore Hotel. We hope you will have a pleasant rest here." The two receptionists bowed slightly, then extended their arms to the left and right, and politely guided them: "Please enter the hotel through the main entrance. Our hotel has installed automatic scanning equipment to ensure the best safety for you."

Jack glanced at them, then looked at the dozen or so security guards in black suits standing ready inside the hotel. He said nothing, but was the first to stand at the door.

As Jack stood, a scanning device popped out from the door, emitting a light blue light in the eyes of the security guard and receptionist, and began to scan Jack up and down.

Jack's current face had been adjusted using Arasaka's face-changing chip, but no abnormalities were detected in the equipment scan at the Biltmore Millennium Hotel. The scanning device emitted a green light after scanning Jack for two seconds.

"The weapons you carry are permitted under the Biltmore Millennium Hotel's self-defense policy."

A receptionist said, bowing, "Welcome to the Millennium Biltmore Hotel."

"Ah."

Jack just nodded slightly, and walked into the hotel under the watchful eyes of the security guards who had obviously relaxed a little. There was no sign of abnormality on his face with sunglasses, but he had already shouted in the communication channel:
"Damn, it has to be Arasaka. As expected, for military technology, it has to be Arasaka. It can't be scanned. It's amazing. I had already thought of a reason to cover up my face if it was scanned."

"Without this ability to target military technology, Arasaka wouldn't be Arasaka."

As Jack passed the scan, Oliver, who was walking second, and Carl, who was walking third, also passed the scan easily. However, when it was V's turn, the scan paused slightly, and the security guard's eyes were fixed on the samurai sword on V's waist.

"This weapon is beyond the scope of the hotel regulations. Please temporarily store the weapon at our front desk. We will return it in good condition when you leave."

"You can bring in pistols, but not samurai swords?"

Although he complained in the channel, V still maintained his image as a serious bodyguard. He didn't say much and silently handed his beloved samurai sword to the security guard. Seeing V's cooperation, the security guard nodded and showed V a grateful look.

He originally thought that this bodyguard who looked so cold and cold-blooded would be difficult to talk to, but he didn't expect him to be quite sensible.

After taking the samurai sword, the bodyguard identified the structure of the sword through his artificial eye scan.

KENDACHI's thermal energy samurai sword is one of the best samurai swords on the market. Even a bodyguard uses a samurai sword of this level. The person who came this time is not an ordinary person.

After V handed in the samurai sword, they entered the lobby of the Biltmore Millennium Hotel. As they approached the front desk, the receptionist who had stored their registered facial information in advance recognized them and bowed to Carl and the others, especially Carl.

"Mr. Gaius, welcome to the Biltmore Millennium Hotel."

On the information display screen of the front desk staff, the young man named Gaius was marked as coming from a powerful family with a long history in Rome, Italy.

(End of this chapter)