From Gotham to Night City, my notoriety is known to everyone

"I &@#*! F@#￥——!"

V was extremely angry and was running around the room uttering curse words that even the built-in translator was unwilling to translate.

Jack and Sasha trembled as they saw her true face for the first time, which looked like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus.

They looked at Leo for help, hoping that he would go and persuade V.

But Leo...he's not stupid!

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to go up there at this time?

The most important thing now is to figure out the origin of this blonde V!

[Pure White, have you found the information? Who is this blonde woman who looks exactly like V? ]

[There is no information about her in the official website database, but I have figured it out - she is V! ]

Leo was stunned and secretly looked at V who was running out of control.

[She is V? Then who is this person in front of me!? ]

[Also V! ]

[Do you dare to speak human language? Explain it to me clearly! ]

[It's very simple. The one in front of you is V, a street girl born in the Heywood area of Night City. The one with blonde hair is V, a wanderer who just arrived in Night City. They are all V. Think about the scene of selecting characters at the beginning of the game. ]

The character selection interface flashed before Leo's eyes, and his brain suddenly boiled!

[You mean——there were three people!? There are three Vs with different backgrounds!?]

Damn it, is 2077 a multi-protagonist game? The player just chose one of the Vs, but there are actually three different Vs! ?

[Then why do they have the same face? I think their figures are similar...]

[You have to ask the developers of Polish CD Projekt Red, I can't answer you. If you really want me to guess, I think it's the multiverse theory that's at work. Each small version is a 2077 universe, plus the messy MODs you installed, the result is the current Night City with a messed up timeline. ]

Leo understood part of it—there were really three Vs!

Street girl V is right in front of us;

Wanderer V is about to meet;

There should also be a V who comes from a middle-class family in Night City. I remember that when the game started, she had already become the second-in-command of the intelligence department of the Night City branch of Arasaka Corporation. She was a high-level corporate dog!

"I'm so proud of that - so many Vs!"

Leo couldn't help but swear as well.

This is too magical. One V Zhentian is already invincible. What if three Vs were gathered and summoned a dragon... Oh, no, let them form a three-person team. Wouldn't they be able to go directly to Japan to blow up the Arasaka headquarters!

"What nonsense are you talking about! How can there be so many Vs!? There is only one V - and that's me!"

The street girl V came towards him aggressively, scaring Leo so much that he hurriedly looked for help.

however……

Jack lowered his head to study the patterns on the floor, while Sasha curled up on the sofa with his head in his hands and hibernated. These two unreliable guys were not even willing to help him cover up the problem!

Beast!

How can there be such an unreliable teammate!

Leo's wailing did not reach anyone's heart. He was pressed on the sofa by V with one hand, isolated and helpless.

V glared at him condescendingly, adjusted his breathing, and explained as calmly as possible:

"Leo, don't be fooled by the fake's appearance. That's not what she really looks like! If you don't believe me, go ask Lao Wei. With today's medical technology, you can just go online and find a photo. As long as you're willing to spend money, the prosthetic doctor can give you a plastic surgery to look like the one in the photo!"

"I'm not kidding you. This happened not long ago. There was a idiot who was obsessed with idols and had plastic surgery to look like Johnny Silverhand. The prosthetics he used were exactly the same. He even changed his name to something like... Johnny... Yes! Johnny Silverhand!!"

"That's a complete idiot. He dressed himself up like that rock singer and wanted to learn his foul language, his attitude of hanging people around, and his irresponsible attitude of playing with women. Then he was blocked by the Samurai band's true fans and was almost beaten to death. This happened not long ago and was even reported in the entertainment news!"

Jack on the side finally stopped playing dead and echoed, "I've seen that news too. That guy may not be good, but that convertible Porsche 911 Turbo is damn cool! It's so cool that I can even drool over it!"

V nodded vigorously. "That's exactly what happened. I used to think that only those brainless fans would do such a thing, but I didn't expect... that they would come after me today! Fuck————!!"

She started walking around the room again, unable to stop for a moment.

"I've been working on the streets of Night City for five years, almost six years! I've messed up commissions and failed, but I've never cheated my employer. It's because of this good reputation that new middlemen like Leo have heard of my name and called me - famous!

Now, my career is just starting to gain momentum and take off, but someone is pretending to be me and even using my code name!"

"I'm not dead yet! She wants to shit on my head! Bastard! She looks down on me!"

V let out bursts of terrifying roars, emitting a chilling and violent aura.

"Luckily, Jack found out early. If she had used my name to mess up a few commissions, my reputation would have been ruined! No, I have to meet this person and have a good chat with her face to face!"

"Jack--!" V yelled.

Jack nodded his head rapidly. "Hey, hey, hey! I'll ask her out right now. Should I ask her to come over here?"

"This is my home! She pretended to be me and wanted to come into my house!?" V glared at her, "She doesn't deserve it! Do you know that? If we meet in the middle of nowhere, I will kill her and bury her right there!"

Jack was dumbfounded and quickly winked at Leo.

Leo was stunned for a while before he came to his senses and hurriedly tried to dissuade V. He finally managed to calm V down and changed the meeting place to the Next Life Bar.

"Next life? Okay... Next life! I'll scare her to death!"

V rushed back to his room to change into his battle suit, ready to strike hard at the impostor.

Leo huddled on the sofa, his thoughts returning to what happened just now: V... She actually still remembered that famous...

Isn't that because he just came here and didn't know any better, so he just said it casually...

No, that's not right. Thinking about it carefully, given my confused mental state at that time, I might have said this with "sincere" attitude, and I really admired her very much.

V misunderstood...

But if I explain to her that she is not famous, but just a nobody...

Leo looked at her nest and decided to take this secret into the coffin.

Five minutes later, V showed up wearing his unmatched leather jacket, and dragged three people to the Next Life Bar.

On the way there, Jack invited "Blond V" to meet.

Since the meeting place was Laisheng Bar, the other party agreed readily.

When they arrived at the door of the bar, Leo used the same trick again and gave the doorman Emeric a 1000 euro tip, asking him to put the "V" in.

Later, a few people sat in front of the table, ready to have a drink to calm down.

"Claire, give us some good wine, it's my treat!"

Jack patted the table generously.

"No problem, it's a new good wine, would you like to try it?"

Claire turned around and took out a bottle of wine that looked very familiar from the "fancy freezer"...

First appearance: Chapter 109: Wanderer V, makes his grand debut!

The plain glass bottle reflects the unique blue light of the Next Life Bar, and the clear liquor vibrates slightly with the noisy rock music.

When this bottle of wine was placed on the bar, all members of the Immortal Team were under the spell of silence.

Does this wine look familiar?

Jack looked at his companions inquiringly.

Sasha's eyes were dull. V was in no mood to think about these things. There was only one person he could rely on - Leo. He looked at the ceiling, completely speechless.

The wine sold yesterday afternoon was already in the wine cabinet of Laisheng Bar this afternoon. The priest is very efficient...

Claire continued to introduce enthusiastically: "This is a good new wine. It is made of pure natural grape juice and was just smuggled in from outside. Let me put it this way, it is expensive, but no one who has drunk it says it is bad. This bottle can be poured into five glasses. Would you like a bottle?"

Leo asked the price with a twitching mouth.

"Sell the whole bottle cheaper, only 350 euros!"

Leo rolled his eyes - the wine was pale and slightly lemon yellow, it was sparkling wine, the wholesale price he gave to the priest was 180 Euros, and it almost doubled in the afterlife.

Considering that this is the coolest bar in Night City, where they sell Coke for 20 euros a bottle, which is twice as expensive as a vending machine, the price the priest sells it for should be less than 300 euros.

It is estimated to be around 270, and sold at 1.5 times the purchase price.

According to this calculation, the priest's gross profit margin is 50%, and his net profit will not be less than 20%. It seems that he makes a lot of money.

Leo was worried that Jack would reveal his flaws by talking nonsense, so he waved his hand and said, "Give me a bottle, and a few bottles of Classic Coke, we can take them to the box to drink."

"No problem." Claire quickly served the drinks. "Or do you want a middle box?"

"No, I want a big one, and I'll have to have big ones in the future. Until I get my own box and can sit in the lobby."

Leo generously rented a large box for 1588 euros and left the bar with his team members.

On the way to the box, many mercenaries and colleagues were looking at them.

He even saw Roger glance over here.

Leo had already changed into his signature silver suit. He looked back generously and raised his chin to a few friendly people as a greeting.

Walking forward and crossing the hall, the four of them entered the box area. The noisy music was finally blocked out by the heavy soundproof door.

"Room 12, I like this number."

Leo opened the door of the box and found that the large box was indeed a lot bigger than the medium box. The small suite outside was about 20 square meters and could be used as a living room if a table was placed there.

The main room inside is not bad either. These people finally knew to hang some posters on the wall to cover up the rows of morgues.

The conference room made of special glass is equipped with a glass round table and four long sofas in a circle, which can accommodate about ten people if they squeeze together. There is also room for another circle of people to stand in the open space behind the sofas.

"This place is awesome. It can accommodate 30 or 40 people."

Jack stepped aside to let everyone in first so that he could sit on the outside and act as a bodyguard.

After Leo took the lead and sat in the main seat, he casually put a bottle of high-end wine worth 350 euros on the table.

Duang——

The glass bottle made a slight sound, attracting the attention of several people.

Jack thought of the price he had just heard and said, "Leo, do you think we are selling this wine too cheaply? It will almost double in the next life..."

When the money issue came up, V came back to his senses and joined the discussion: "Yeah, even if the things in the afterlife are more expensive than in a normal bar, the priest still makes a lot of money, right? At least 50%?"

Leo nodded, then shook his head: "The gross profit is probably 50%, but the net profit is not that much. He has to manage various forces and give dividends to people in the delivery channels. I think he can only get about 20% in the end."

"That's it?" V was annoyed. "20% is almost million. He made too much money. You should sell it at a higher price."

Hearing her say that, Leo smiled, crossed his legs, and waved his hands: "Have some vision, V, and don't take such a small amount of money so seriously. I hope the priest can make more money, and it would be best if he could increase the price of the wine several times, and bring in a group of potential allies."

“Making money is important, but being able to help others make money together is more important. As long as everyone in this interest chain can make enough money and cannot replace me, they will be bought and alienated by money and become my staunch supporters.”

"For example, V, after you've eaten the ingredients I brought back, can you still eat the synthetic food in the vending machine? Like the protein bar made of cockroaches, or the liquid Mexican-style burrito?"

Just imagining the two products he mentioned, V shuddered: "Don't disgust me, I never ate that kind of junk synthetic food before!"

"That's right, that gooey thing is a fucking burrito..." Jack also complained, feeling that the product was an insult to his hometown cuisine.

Leo smiled: "That's it. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's hard to go from luxury to frugality. The priest made a lot of money from me, so he can't go back to his previous life of making small and slow money.

His family, his friends, and all those who obey him will gradually become my "friends", and even willingly. If you share a little bit of profit, you can get a group of allies. To me, it's a great deal!"

Bang.

He removed the cork from the bottle, threw it on the table, and poured a glass for each person.

"Just drink this crappy wine. I have a lot of good wine left, but they are all at home."

After drinking the 350 euro bottle of “crappy wine”, V’s expression looked a little better.

But it didn't last long before it became smelly again, because - the blonde V arrived!

The smell of strong wind and dust unique to the wilderness rushed into her nose with her arrival. If she smelled carefully, there seemed to be a faint smell of motor oil surrounding the tip of her nose.

V, who was born as a wanderer, has long, brilliant golden hair, and even the color of his artificial eyes is golden.

She had delicate facial features that were carved out of the same mold as the street girl V, but the incredible thing was that, although they had the same face, Leo could still see the look of a good wife and mother in her.

Those curved eyebrows, the slightly upturned corners of the mouth, and the gentle and kind warmth in the eyes. If they didn't look and have similar figures, Leo would never have thought that she was the same person as V beside her.

Before the observation was over, the street girl V beside him couldn't help but stand up and said, "Tell me! Who are you? Why did you have plastic surgery to look like me? And you dare to use my code name!"