The Creators: From Night City

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However, the three stunning sisters he encountered in 'Parisian Charm' were simply too alluring. He had seen countless beauties in the first half of his life, but now he realized that he had basically wasted the first half. These three sisters were the kind of rare beauties he could never even see in a virtual dream.

He gazed at the triplets before him, their faces beautiful, their figures curvaceous, their hands delicate, their skin like jade, his eyes filled with an insatiable desire.

He'd had his share of triplets before, but he'd never seen three women who, after some kind of modification, were all nearly two meters tall, yet possessed perfectly proportioned curves and were stunningly beautiful.

Their towering height made their legs appear longer than each other, making him feel that he would gladly be crushed to death by those beautiful legs.

Not to mention that the three of them each have their own unique charm: one is aloof, one is gentle, and the other exudes a soft and cute aura from head to toe, paired with different long black, white, and red hair, which is simply irresistible.

The money in his account gave him boundless confidence, which made him relentlessly push his way closer to the other party.

The red-haired beauty, the leader of the three sisters, was dressed in the latest flagship outfit of "Parisian Style" with a "winter theme." The ingenious and daring design exposed her large breasts and fair, rounded legs to his eyes. Under the warm light, her bare skin was as smooth and lustrous as white jade, which made him thirsty and aroused his animalistic desires.

“Miss, would you do me the honor of joining me and your sisters for dinner? We can take my hovercar to the Embers, where I have a table that I’ve reserved for you all the time. It’s by the window, with a perfect view of Night City.”

The male with the small head controlling the large head tries his best to exude his economic charm, but he doesn't realize that he is as clumsy as a peacock with a bald tail.

"Get out of the way!"

He was met with a cold rejection from Krag, but his voice was surprisingly alluring to him. Combined with Krag's cold and beautiful expression and ascetic features, it made Skar feel a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if a thousand ants were crawling on it.

He pulled out a gilded card and swirled it between his fingers with a show of style. "How about this, I'll pay for everything you three ladies have tonight. Consider it a small gift from me."

Krag then emphasized to the burly bodyguard standing in front of him, "Get out of the way."

At this point, her words already carried a hint of impatience.

A small, snow-white hand tugged at Kragg's hem. Clara, dressed in retro overalls, looked like a cute version of Mario. She gently whispered in her sister's ear, "Sister, His Highness Sabur instructed us not to kill people lightly."

These words saved the bodyguard's life.

No matter how beautiful Kragg is, as the 'Daughter of Chaos,' she is still a demigod. Although most of her abilities are in controlling fire, her physical attributes are still unmatched by ordinary cyborgs in the cyber world.

Just as Rebecca, with the idea of ​​capturing the leader first, pressed her gun against Skal's waist, the burly bodyguard, who must have weighed at least three or four hundred pounds, flew past them in a blur.

It must be said that while 'Parisian Style' items are expensive, the quality is indeed excellent. After that kick, the custom-made plus-size sandals that Klara was wearing showed no signs of coming undone.

Chapter 561 Enchanting Humans

As 'gods', the three sisters are far too large for the 'dwarf' human race, so much so that none of the everyday clothes in [Anti-Entropy] fit them. In addition, they are going to visit the Crystal Palace at Jiang Bing's request. To blend in smoothly in such a high-class entertainment venue, presentable clothing is essential.

However, including Jiang Bing, all four of them underestimated the 'witch's' allure to the old pervert.

With their demigod-like figures and looks, coupled with the chaotic fire within their bodies, the three women possessed an allure that was utterly irresistible to certain lustful men.

"Are you Rebecca?"

Clara, who had been standing behind Clarag, finally spoke. Although the scene was quite unpleasant, her tone was still slow and deliberate, with an air of elegance.

"Leave him to me." After receiving an affirmative reply, Klara gestured for the little girl to put away her gun. Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, she grabbed Skal Tachira by the collar with her seemingly slender arms and lifted him up like a doll.

This jarring scene left everyone present stunned.

A few streaks of fiery red suddenly flashed in Klara's beautiful eyes. If the sorcerer Kacharus were present, he would surely recognize that the spell cast by this 'Daughter of Chaos' was 'Charm of Humans'.

Almost instantly, Skal Tachira's panicked expression, which had been filled with yellow scum, became unusually calm. As Klara released his hands, he landed without a word, turned and walked towards the door, as if he had made some kind of decision, and never looked back.

The conflict thus ended abruptly with one side retreating.

After Rebecca led the three who had paid the bill out the door, they discovered that a trauma team's hovercar was rapidly descending from the sky.

Rebecca peeked over the bridge to see what was going on, only to find members of the trauma team carrying Scarl, who had broken his leg and was screaming in agony, onto a stretcher.

This kid went straight out and did a 10-meter high-altitude dive on dry land. His technique was so good that he didn't even splash a drop of water when he landed. If he participated in the Olympics, he would easily get 8.6 out of 10. Of course, the reason for the deduction is mainly because his B looks like it's 1.4.

The little girl stood on tiptoe and looked down from the fence. She saw the other person's broken bones and paralyzed three legs and couldn't help but swallow. However, Klara, who was wearing a dark blue dress, a white linen vest, and a black shawl, peeked out and was obviously not satisfied with the other person's fate.

Then her eyes lit up with a hint of flame, as if she had been fitted with custom-made prosthetic eyes.

Skar, who was lying on a stretcher groaning from his injuries under the bridge, suddenly stiffened, rolled over, and slammed his head against the concrete ground with such force that it was as if he had a grudge against his own head. The sound of his forehead hitting the ground was so loud that Rebecca on the bridge could hear it clearly.

The other person hadn't undergone any cranial prosthetic modifications. When his forehead collided with the hard ground, blood immediately gushed out. But as if that wasn't enough, Skal headbutted himself twice more towards the overpass, successfully knocking himself unconscious before the trauma team could react.

That brought the matter to a close.

Watching Klara's swaying figure slowly disappear into the distance, the little girl kept her mouth tightly shut and didn't dare to ask a question in the end.

On the way to Night City International Spaceport (NCX), Rebecca's curiosity led her to constantly use the rearview mirror to observe the two beautiful girls in the back seat.

Unexpectedly, this observation led her to a discovery.

Clara, with her white hair, was clearly the youngest of the three, and also the most childlike. After getting into the car, she kept tugging at her expensive, high-end imitation silk stockings, touching them on her legs as if they were some rare object. Every now and then, she would lift up her backless shoes and stare at her feet, looking like a newly transformed demon.

"This lady..." The little girl had just started to speak when she was interrupted by Klara in the passenger seat.

“My name is Klara, and my sisters are Klarg and Clara, who are in the back row.”

"Ms. Klara" Rebecca immediately seized the opportunity, "Are you new to our company? I don't think I've ever seen you at Base 6 before."

"The company?" Klara asked, somewhat puzzled.

"It is [Anti-Entropy], the power established by Mr. Sabur."

"Oh~" Klara said with a look of sudden realization.

"We have not officially joined [Anti-Entropy] yet; we have only accepted Prince Sabur's invitation and are temporarily following him."

Clara turned around and gestured with her eyes for Clara, who was practically waving her legs in the air, to quiet down.

Since undergoing the flesh-removing and bone-carving surgery led by Jiang Bing, and after being forged in his [Ether Furnace] for a long time, Clara, whose body and soul have been reshaped, has completely gotten rid of the pain and torment of the distortion caused by the Chaos Fire. She has quickly regained her girlish nature and become much more lively and cheerful.

Kragg, on the other hand, was much more composed. Although he was also very happy to have his legs back, he didn't show any emotion on his face when others were around. At most, when Clara's restless hands were groping her burgundy stockings, he would raise his hand and slap her a few times, while also taking the opportunity to touch his own plump, firm, round, and smooth legs, secretly savoring the limbs he had been away from for thousands of years.

Of course, how she moved her legs and jumped around when no one was around is unknown to outsiders.

The Thunder Mackintosh drove very smoothly along the way, but it didn't take long before it turned onto the cross-sea bridge leading to the Night City International Spaceport from Republic Road.

Night City International Spaceport sits atop the majestic Molo Rock volcanic neck in the northwest of Laguna Bay. It is a flagship investment project of Orbital Aerospace in North America and the largest spaceport in North America, handling more than 1 million passengers annually.

Night City International Spaceport has three terminals. Terminal A is responsible for the orbital air transport routes, which are relatively inexpensive and mainly provide Earth orbit transportation services to customers worldwide. Terminal B, on the other hand, is relatively more expensive and operates direct flights to Tycho, the largest interplanetary colony on the moon, and the Crystal Palace space station.

The remaining Terminal C is entirely VIP-only, dedicated to the take-off and landing of luxury space shuttles for the Black Card and Premium routes of Orbital Aviation. It can also accommodate the temporary landing and take-off of rare private space shuttles.

The specific purpose and destination of the scheduled flights at this terminal remain largely a mystery, as a significant portion of the high ticket price comes from the cost of maintaining complete confidentiality.

"Ms. Klara, which terminal are we going to, Tycho Terminal or the Crystal Palace Express?" Rebecca honked the horn to urge the car in front to move on while confirming the itinerary with the person beside her.

Chapter 562 Airport Security Check

"I do not know."

But the other party's answer was beyond her expectations.

"do not know?!"

"Prince Sabur said that as long as we show this to them, someone will take care of everything."

Klara had no intention of hiding anything from Sabur's men. She took out a physical card from her handbag. The card shimmered with dynamic starry waves and reflected a mesmerizing nebula spectrum in the sunlight. It was the physical bank account issued by the ECB (European Central Bank) that Mr. Blue Eyes had once lent to Jiang Bing.

Although Rebecca is now quite wealthy, she still has no idea what this level of knowledge is.

Fortunately, she didn't understand, but there were plenty of people on the internet who did. As her prosthetic eye blinked, relevant search results quickly popped up.

The series of zeros and the issuance quantity of less than four figures in the financial requirements for physical card eligibility in the introductory materials made her put on a polite but embarrassed fake smile.

Good, good! So having money makes you superior, huh?

Yes, having money really is amazing.

In the bustling check-in hall, passengers who were organizing their luggage, chatting with each other, waiting for security checks, and video/voice calls suddenly fell silent.

A combat personnel in a blue-gray uniform, who had been standing idly with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the security checkpoint, suddenly nudged his busy colleague with his elbow.

"Hey~ Hey, Jessica, look, look! Three gorgeous girls have come to the door! My god, they're absolutely stunning!"

When it comes to looking at beautiful women, all men are always in unison. Not only did Jessica, who was checking her luggage, look up, but the male passenger being checked also turned to look towards the door.

"Holy crap, that's top-notch."

Sika swallowed hard, and as she turned her head, her eyes met those of a passenger with a mysterious smile. The two of them immediately exchanged knowing smiles, stopped checking their belongings, and decided to put aside what they were doing and take a good look first.

Unbeknownst to them, the three witch sisters, who had already caused a minor disturbance in the passenger hall, were also curiously looking around, quite intrigued by this reinforced concrete building, so different from the brick and stone structures of the ruined city of Izaris.

"Ladies, good afternoon. Welcome to NCX, Night City International Aerospace Port, from Orbital Aviation. How can I help you?"

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Klara pulled out the card and placed it in front of the two of them.

The two receptionists at the front desk were indeed professionals; the moment they saw the card, their faces lit up with even warmer smiles.

It is better to be respectful and generous than to be bitten by a dog.

"Honorable Black Card VIP users, please come this way." After verifying the card information, one of the receptionists walked directly out from the front desk, his prosthetic eye shining brightly, and notified the airport's dedicated reception staff to guide the four people.

The person who arrived was a service staff member dressed in a sexy blue-gray uniform, with dark skin and white hair, looking like a flight attendant from New Orleans Airlines. She took over the reception of the four people from the front desk and led them into the airport.

Even in an airport in 2077, entering the airport requires passing through a rigorous and demanding security check. VIP customers are no exception; at most, they can use the VIP lane to avoid queuing and crowds, preserving some of their 'upper-class dignity'.

"I'm going to file a complaint against you!" a man wearing a sequined top shouted at an armed guard in front of a busy security checkpoint.

This situation immediately drew everyone's attention, causing them to turn around and watch the spectacle.

"What right do you have to shut down my prosthetic body? I'm going to file a complaint against you." The other party's words were extremely aggressive; if the guards hadn't been holding guns, they probably would have spat directly in the other party's face.

"Sir, this is company policy, please abide by it." The guards couldn't just beat the man to a pulp because he was making a fuss, so they could only patiently use platitudes to appease him.

"I don't care, I'm just asking you, what kind of combat cybernetic body is this big steel cannon? Tell me, what kind of combat cybernetic body is this!"

Rebecca couldn't help but burst out laughing when she heard this.

The laughter made the unfortunate man turn around to glare at her, but when he saw the aura of the three witch sisters and the smiling staff in front of him, he immediately lost his temper.

Forget it, rich people are not to be trifled with.

"Ladies, this way please." The VIP staff led the four to the end of a row of security gates. Compared to the long queues at other checkpoints, this place was deserted.

After all, not just anyone can become a black card VIP of Railroad Airlines. You don't even qualify to apply unless you spend hundreds of thousands of euros on airfare every year.

"I can only take you this far, Ms. Klara." The little girl waved her hand, watching the three of them with curiosity as they followed the staff into the security checkpoint.

Her task was simply to deliver the three people to the NCX entrance; delivering them there was merely an extra service she offered.

After all, even women like to look at beautiful women, let alone these three beauties who are Rebecca's favorite type of "older" sister.

"Welcome to the International Aerospace Port of Night City." The VIP security checkpoint is naturally different from the gates for ordinary people. Not only is it more spacious, but it is also cleaner and tidier. Standing inside the window is a beautiful and sweet-voiced uniformed young lady who welcomes the three VIP customers with a warm smile and just the right amount of body language.

"You are about to fly out of the world and into the stars, but before that, on behalf of Orbital Aeronautics, I need to temporarily disable all your unauthorized implants. Please connect your personal connection to the panel at the security checkpoint." The security officer walked through the process in a soft voice.

"Personal connection?" Klara looked puzzled. "What personal connection?"

The staff member at the window peeked at the base of Klara's left hand but couldn't see any signs of cybernetics. They then looked up and carefully examined the three distinguished VIPs.

At first glance, it was no big deal, but after a careful examination, she discovered that there were no signs of implants on the three women's bodies. Combined with the three sisters' unusual physique and beauty, this made her heart skip a beat.

'Which rich heiresses from big companies are giving up their private jets to come here and experience life?' The security officer thought to himself, but he didn't show any panic.

"Madam, if you don't have a personal connection, please look at the camera and do a personal scan."

Clara found everything fascinating, and with an air of superiority, she looked around and did as she was told.

"Biometric authentication is in progress. Please face the camera and do not move."

The scanning beam flashed, and although the three of them were still completely unregistered residents of Night City, the things arranged by Mr. Blue Eyes were naturally without any problems.

Assigning three identities was a piece of cake for Mr. Blue Eyes; the forged identity information he created and kept was even more convincing than the information entered through the city hall's official channels.

Chapter 563 Clara's Dewdrop Friend

"Ms. Klara Izaris, the scan is complete." The security officer looked at the feedback on the screen in front of him that no implants were found, and then noticed the booking channel marked with Level 2 access and the customer's past flight records all in red. His smile became even warmer: "Thank you for your trust in Orbital Aviation. Please come in."

After passing through security, the three were led by staff to the VIP lounge.

As one of the world's leading corporations, RailAero's core business philosophy is naturally profit-driven. As a VIP client who accounts for 3% of revenue but contributes nearly 27% of annual revenue, it is naturally important to treat them well.

Therefore, the VIP lounge is decorated in a high-end, elegant, and sophisticated style, so that VIPs feel superior and above others as soon as they arrive, and leave feeling happy and at ease.

When the three women arrived at the lounge, a few travelers were already sitting scattered around in the spacious room.

Clara's novelty hadn't worn off yet; she was in a phase where everything interested her. She plopped down on the soft, comfortable sofa, stretched lazily, and subconsciously wiggled her round, full buttocks to make sure they were real.

Only after receiving an affirmative answer did she have time to curiously observe the other VIP guests in the VIP lounge.

A tin man radiating a silvery sheen caught her attention.