Chapter 301 May Your Gears Never Rust!

"Then why don't you try to understand the nature of the God of All Machines?

Are the believers right, or are the other companies right?

After all, after living in Night City for so long, you should also know that Night City’s words are controlled by the company.

What we hear is what they want us to hear! "

V tried to persuade Panan, but she felt the loneliness and helplessness deep in the heart of the girl in front of her.

Whether it is in Night City, a bustling but dangerous city, or in the Holy Land, which is regarded as a sacred place, there seems to be no place that truly belongs to her.

V knew very well that the key to helping Panan out of her predicament was whether she could let go of her fear of God.

Because at some point, when everyone around you is crazy, the person who remains sane will be regarded as an alien and crazy person.

However, in the face of V's persuasion, Panan just said softly: "I don't know..."

Then he fell into silence, driving the car intently and saying no more words.

V understood that it was not appropriate to ask further questions at this time, so he calmed down and gave Panan enough time to think.

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The car continued to move forward and finally arrived at the Sunset Hotel.

This was once a remote place with almost no foot traffic.

Originally, only wanderers with no fixed abodes and members of various gangs came here to conduct various shady transactions.

However, times have changed, and now this area has shown a new vitality and atmosphere.

Since the Mechanicum successfully occupied this place, its status has also been rising rapidly.

The owner of this hotel seized the opportunity and carried out a comprehensive upgrade of the hotel.

Not only has a luxurious hotel been built, but many high-end areas have strict access restrictions. Only those who have the status of the Holy See and the Lord, or are led by acquaintances can enter.

What is unexpected is that this obvious differential treatment did not slow down the hotel business.

On the contrary, it attracted a large number of followers and believers of the Mechanicus, making the boss make a lot of money.

"Let's rest here tonight. It's time for Herman to set off tomorrow, right?"

Panam turned to V for advice.

"Well, okay~"

V nodded in response, followed closely behind Panan, and walked into the bar area of ​​the Sunset Hotel together.

"Hey, Noah, get us two beers!"

Panan stood in front of the bar and shouted to the familiar bartender.

"Hey, I haven't seen you for some time recently, Panan. I heard that you went to Night City?"

Panan opened the cap of the beer bottle and threw it casually, and the beer flew into V's hand accurately.

Then, like a deflated rubber ball, Panan sank limply into the soft sofa and took a swig of beer.

Time passed by, and when a bottle of wine was about to reach its bottom, Panan finally spoke slowly and asked Noah what he wanted: "That's it, Noah, I need two rooms!"

However, after Noah heard this, an expression that was even more bitter than bitter melon immediately appeared on his face, and he replied helplessly:

"Panam, you know the rules. The rooms here are only for priests and philanthropists. Outsiders can have fun here, but they are not allowed to stay here!"

When Panan heard this, he also felt that he was disgraced. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart, and cursed in a low voice:

"Damn it, Noah, are you still my good buddy? Are you not willing to help me with such a small favor?"

Noah quickly explained: "Panan, don't be angry. It's not that I don't want to help you, but when the rules are correct, they must not be broken easily. Only by doing so can the stability of the world be maintained!"

As he spoke, Noah stretched out two fingers to draw a mysterious mechanical symbol on his chest. Obviously, he was also a devout mechanical believer.

At this time, other believers in the bar also joined in and shouted in unison: "Praise the God of all opportunities!"

When Panan saw this, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and complained secretly: "Damn, I knew it would be like this..."

She just couldn't accept the fact that they were all followers of the God of All Machines, and she couldn't understand their fanaticism, so she chose to leave the tribe.

"Praise the God of all opportunities!"

V took out an iron plate from his waist and placed it on the bar. It was the Order of Good Lord that Mitch gave to V.

"Praise the God of all opportunities, praise the good Lord, these are the keys to two three-star rooms. May your gears never rust!"

Noah's originally troubled face immediately changed to a amiable look after seeing this Level 3 Good Lord Order.

He quickly took out two key cards and handed them to V respectfully without even charging V.

Because benefactors above level 3 can live for free.

"May your gears never rust!"

V took the key with satisfaction, shook it at Panan, and then casually replied with a blessing.

Only those who have personally experienced privilege will know the pleasure it brings.

People never resent those who have privilege, they just resent not being able to enjoy the same benefits.

"Damn, Noah, you really embarrassed me today!"

Panan stared at Noah with wide eyes, his face full of shame and anger.

"Okay, I'll buy this drink!"

Noah shrugged helplessly, then took out a bottle of precious golden amber rum and carefully poured a glass each for Panan and V.

The golden wine is like flowing gold, shining dazzlingly in the gorgeous crystal cup with gold rim.

The ice slowly melts, releasing a thin layer of mist, and a layer of frost hangs on the outside of the cup.

Like a mysterious veil, it can't hide the alluring fragrance.

Just a glass of wine can cost as much as 500 euros!

It is no exaggeration to say that the hotel's profitability depends entirely on these expensive drinks and hard-working employees.

"Oh shit! You can actually afford such a drink. When did you become so rich?"

Panan asked, eyes widening like a country bumpkin, staring at Noah in shock.

Noah smiled proudly, scratched his head, and replied with a bit of pride: "Hey, I just made a small profit recently!"

He will not tell others that his monthly drink withdrawals are more than 100,000 euros.

At this time, Panan noticed a sticker with a price of more than 100,000 next to the wine bottle that Noah had just put down in front of her. Her brain began to feel dizzy and she asked tremblingly:

"So, how much does that bottle of beer you just drank cost?"