389: Santorino Hotel

Before Roy could finish his sentence, his entire body shot forward at extreme speed.

The process was so fast that Roy even felt dizzy, along with the pressure the high speed exerted on his neck.

*Whoosh!*

Seeing this, Liu Yan's gaze narrowed, and he immediately jetted out twice in quick succession, intercepting Roy mid-air.

After Liu Yan put Roy down, the latter still looked shaken.

It was no exaggeration.

Roy was certain that if an ordinary person had suddenly experienced that speed,

they would definitely have been injured.

If it happened several times in a row, various parts of the body would certainly suffer non-trivial damage due to the high-speed impact.

This was no different from flying an open-cockpit fighter jet.

Fortunately, Roy had tensed his entire body moments ago, trying to recall the movements Wang Yuhao used when operating the power propulsion device.

This was why he hadn't been hurt by the sudden impact.

"I didn't do anything just now, so why did it activate?"

Roy turned his head and asked, looking confused.

If the activation method for this device was so sensitive, then if he wore it,

wouldn't he suddenly shoot forward while simply walking?

"The usage method is very simple. You just need to think about the direction you want to move next in your mind."

"Simply put, you can control it using pure thought."

Roy's eyes widened. He stepped forward and examined Liu Yan's head.

Aside from seeing a scar on the back of Liu Yan's head, he found no brain-machine interface connection.

"If you're not wearing a brain-machine interface, how can you control it with your mind?"

Liu Yan didn't know how to explain it to Roy.

After all, he hadn't figured out the principle himself.

"You know I'm a transmigrator."

"Perhaps this is just my system."

Under Liu Yan's highly persuasive answer, Roy gradually accepted the fact.

Now, Roy truly believed that Liu Yan was not from this world.

Once or twice would have been fine.

But damn, his entire body was covered in technological products that didn't belong to this era.

Even at this very moment,

Roy felt that Hafke's technology, when compared to Liu Yan's,

was no different from toys.

"Transmigrators are truly awesome."

Roy looked Liu Yan up and down with envy.

Afterward, he tried using the power propulsion device again.

Unfortunately, after several minutes, he still hadn't successfully mastered it.

Luckily, this was an open area without obstacles.

However, even so, Roy accidentally crashed into the ground.

He knocked out a few front teeth.

"I'm not playing anymore!"

"This thought control is easy to talk about, but too difficult to actually operate."

"You have to make the correct directional judgment in a short amount of time. I hesitated just now, wondering whether to go left or right, and ended up going left."

"If this happens a few more times, everything will go haywire."

"Also, I feel like my sternum hurts a bit now. Here, take it back. I won't use it."

Roy whined as he took off the power propulsion device and handed it back to Liu Yan.

At this moment, Roy's admiration for Wang Yuhao increased even further.

If it were him, perhaps he could adapt after just a few tries.

Looking at Roy's miserable state, having lost a few teeth, Liu Yan felt both pity and a desire to laugh.

Finally, Liu Yan maintained his composure, stifled his laughter, and took the power propulsion device back, putting it away.

Immediately afterward, he saw Roy standing still with his arms spread open.

Liu Yan: "?"

Noticing Liu Yan's confusion, Roy said confidently:

"I can't use your thing, so carry me! Let's hurry up and get going to eat."

Hearing the self-righteous tone, Liu Yan rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Dude, are you trying to say you're in the right here?"

Despite his speechlessness, Liu Yan walked forward and grabbed the waistband of Roy's pants at the small of his back.

"Is the quality of your belt sturdy enough?"

A faint smile appeared on Liu Yan's face.

"I guess so..."

Roy's voice lacked conviction.

Because he had roughly guessed what Liu Yan was about to do.

"That's good then."

*Whoosh!*

"Pfft!"

The next second, the sound of the power propulsion device suddenly roared!

Liu Yan lifted Roy by his waistband, dragging his entire body into the air!

Under the force of the impact, and with the waistband constricting him, Roy bent into the shape of a large shrimp.

This was also why Liu Yan chose to grab the waistband at the small of Roy's back.

If he had grabbed the waistband at the abdomen, the lumbar spine would inevitably suffer irreversible damage under such conditions.

As for why he didn't carry Roy,

it was naturally because of Roy's previous behavior.

Liu Yan was a little worried about his orientation.

Following Roy's directions, it wouldn't take too long to get from here to the city center.

As they neared the city center, Liu Yan stopped using the power propulsion device to travel in order to maintain a low profile.

After landing, Roy rubbed his stomach, which had been constricted by the waistband the whole journey, with a displeased expression.

"Well, now the old saying has been proven true."

"Tightening your belt really does relieve hunger."

Liu Yan naturally heard the sarcasm in Roy's voice.

"Alright, stop complaining. I'll treat you to a meal as compensation."

"We won't eat what's good or what's right; we'll only eat what's expensive."

"This place also offers lodging. We'll stay here tonight and sell the guns tomorrow."

Liu Yan raised his hand and pointed toward a grand hotel in the city center that looked dazzlingly golden on the outside and was decorated lavishly.

The hotel's aura of wealth was evident in its appearance.

Its plaque was even made of pure gold.

Furthermore, just because it was made of pure gold, they didn't shorten the name to save material.

Quite the opposite.

The hotel's name was very long.

Even under the moonlight, the large characters on the hotel's plaque—[Santorinoya Royal Luxury Aristocrat Exclusive Hotel]—still emitted a golden glow.

Even the single dot in the name was not a small, skimped-on detail.

Seeing this, Roy's originally displeased expression vanished instantly.

"Heh, what a rich bastard."

"You chose this place, so don't blame me for milking you dry."

Roy sneered, then strode confidently toward the Santorinoya Hotel.

Roy naturally knew about this hotel.

In the past, let alone eating here, he wouldn't even dare to dream about it.

Not only did a single plate of fried rice cost 1 million haf coins,

but even a random bottle of beverage started at 200,000 haf coins!

As for some treasured red wines and champagnes, many could easily reach tens of millions of haf coins.

It could be said that almost no one came here to eat just to fill their stomach.

They were either here for business banquets or for socialites to check in and take photos.

Even the socialites who came to take photos usually only ordered a few aesthetically pleasing drinks.

Because Roy was walking quickly ahead, he reached the hotel entrance before Liu Yan.

As he approached the entrance, the dense golden light from inside the hotel spilled onto Roy's face.

Even at night, the interior of the hotel was brightly lit with gold.

The two receptionists at the entrance were dressed very properly.

Their black ladies' tailcoat suits paired with white undershirts looked solemn and dignified.

Furthermore, dozens of heavily armed security personnel stood on both sides of the hotel perimeter.

The logo of the Hafke Company was clearly printed on their equipment.