Even the security at Tianen Group headquarters was far from as professional as they were.
Russell could sense attention sweep across them, and through that gaze alone, he could immediately identify the viewers' identities—although he wasn't sure if it was a feature of their exoskeleton armor or a special function of their Prosthetic Bodies, he was certain that Happiness Island didn't have this technology.
Just by glancing at the material of these armors, he knew its strength was absurd—at close range, even a shotgun blast would, at most, produce a few dents.
—Because the material for this exoskeleton armor was specifically used for Mechanical Weapons.
"What exactly is the status of this hotel? Could it be a Mental Heavy Industry hotel?"
Russell voiced his doubts, asking the security personnel around him.
Although he wasn't sure who exactly to ask, since they could sense even his gaze, this minor issue was probably no exception.