Amelia sensed Drew's mood, causing her to frown with worry. "Are you okay?" "Hm" Drew sucked in a deep breath as he closed the file. "Did Red Mist Corporation start any kind of projects recently?" "Now that you mention it, they seem to have gone into real estate investing. I heard they are building a residential villa in West Wings" Amelia replied, with confusion. Why did Drew suddenly become interested in Red Mist Corporation? But she seemed to have thought of something, causing a red ting to appear on her cheeks. "Real estate huh, I want you to monitor their progress in that area. Also, what is the largest real estate company in Delta City?" "I recall it's Junewood Properties" Amelia immersed herself in the business world right from her time as a Red Mist Auction House manager. As such, this was basic knowledge to her. "Good. I want to obtain full rights to that company and it should be transitioned into a subsdiary of Dremelia Investment Group. As for the name.. hmm.. gi
Adam felt an headache coming. Of late, the country has experienced a decline in military might due to the constant wars that the neighbouring countries waged. Bendel was a country blessed with abundant resources. Unfortunately, this sparked the greed of the other neighbouring countries who wanted to have a slice of the juicy cake called Bendel. Although the ten great War Generals had tremendous strength, a tactic agreement barred Deviants of their level from joining in the conflict. As such, they could only helplessly send out weaker troops to the battle ground. But lately, an additional country allied themself with the enemy country, putting great pressure on Bendel Army. To tackle this situation, the government began searching for a way to increase the country's number of Deviants. Dr. Collins was the one in charge of this project. For years he had been going on in his research and lately, his effort began showing some results.But now he was dead. All the years of efforts an
Drew swiftly packaged the potion. Just as he attempted to stand up, he felt an intense wave of dizziness. It was the result of completely depleting his martial energy. Unable to fight it, Drew allowed nature to take it's course... Ring! Ring! Ring! Drew woke up with a start when he heard his phone ringing. It was a call from Amelia. "Yes?" he yawned, obviously still sleepy. "Drew, Mr. Ryan is already waiting" "So early?" Drew questioned with surprise. "Are you kidding me? it's half past noon!" "Huh?" Drew glanced at the expensive wall clock in the room. Indeed. It was just as Amelia claimed. But that further puzzled Drew. How in the hell did he sleep so much?-[It is because Host completely drained his martial energy. Thus, it results in an automatic coma. By being in a self conscious state, Host body experiences a reboot, slowly recovering the lost martial energy] "Oh" Drew's eyes flashed with understanding. However when he sensed his body condition, he frowned.He onl
The Head of Security became pissed off when he heard his subordinate's claims. "How dare you? do you think this place is a slum for street rats like you?! Scram now, before I make you!" Drew sighed. Looks like he wouldn't be able to settle the conflict with just words alone. "Excuse me, I want to call the person that I am supposed to meet inside" he said, bringing out his phone. "Tch. Isn't it just an excuse for you to call reinforcement? I mean, what can an acquitance of a street thug like you be doing in such an exclusive restaurant eh?" Jimmy laughed sarcastically, causing the expression of the Head Of Security to darken. "Brat, do you want to pick a fight with us?!" "What's your problem dude? why do you always keep picking on me huh?" Oscar snapped harshly at Jimmy. "Hmph. I just have a natural dislike for ignorant idiots who don't know what's good for them. Hmph" "Tsk" Drew found it tiring to exchange words with subh a cocky person. He quicky placed a call over to Mr. Ry
After coming to an agreement, Drew instructed Mr. Ryan to meet up with Amelia to discuss the transfer of ownership. Amelia was more suitable for those kind of things. [Ping!]-[Host has recieved 1 million deci points!] Drew's eyes lit up when he saw this notification. Looks like that little talk he had with Amelia was starting to show some fruits. "With this. I can experience another round of level ups. I definately have to purchase some amazing skills and level up Berserk Body" Drew schemed as he drove his car. When he arrived at the mansion. He was stunned to see Rick playing with toys at a corner in the sitting room. Thanks to his heightened senses, Rick felt Drew's presence. "I didn't get into a fight this time. My teacher said I am sick and need to get good medical attention. So, I called Jay to drive me home!" "Tsk. But you look vibrant as ever to me" Drew snickered. Bruh! I'm not a kid. How do you expect me to believe that lie?Rick panicked when he saw Drew's skpetica
"You all must've heard about Red Mist Corporation's sudden move no?" an elderly man at the head table finally spoke. He was Jamal Wayne, the Old Patriarch of the Wayne family. In the Wayne family, he held the highest prestige and his authority unchallenged. As soon as he spoke, everyone present accorded him the highest level of attention. "I recieved Insider news that the sudden movement from Red Mist Corporation's side was all instigated by the sudden major shareholder" Jamal Wayne explained, his eyes scanning everyone present. "What are your thoughts?" "Grandfather, I think we should find a way to get into a partnership with Red Mist Auction House. Since they plan on building a residential villas, they would naturally need carriers. Our Wayne Company deals with transport. If we can get a partnership deal with them, we can be the one prouiding them with the trucks and construction vehicles" a young man around the same age as Julian spoke up.He was Evans, Julian's cousin. His M
"Okay. You can spit it out now. What do you want my help with?" Julian said after sitting comfortably on the sofa. "I want to purchase a top quality breathing technique. I was wondering if your Wayne family has some in stock. I promise to buy them at a fair price, regardless of our relationship" Drew went straight to the point. "So it was about that huh? sadly, I don't think I can be of much help" Julian said with an overcast expression. "My status in the Wayne family isn't that high. There are five heirs in the family and I am the third one. Issues regarding breathing techniques are beyond the scope of my capability. Plus, I doubt that my Wayne family even have what you are looking for" Julian gave a detailed explaination, for fear that Drew might misunderstand. "Don't have it? Isn't your Wayne family one of Delta City's top families?" Drew asked in puzzlement. "Delta City? this place is just a small stage in the vast world""Although we might look remarkable in this city, many o
Clenching his fist, he felt an extremely volatile energy coarse through his veins. He wanted to hit something so badly to test out his strength. "Should I seek out Becky? no, wouldn't it just be considered blatant bullying? Boss Jay is out of the question too" Drew did his best to recollect his thought. Yes. Purchasing the Breathing technique was the most important thing right now... Every City had it's GRA where high ranking government officials usually resided. Since many of them were Deviants, the dense world energy in the atmosphere was easy to absorb, making it a holy land for many Deviants. However, the GRA wasn't anywhere one could enter as they pleased. It was either they were residents or had entrance permits. The Wayne family were part of Delta Ciy's top ten families alright. Securing an entrance permit wasn't much of a deal. "Sigh. If only I could stay here for a month, I am positive I'd make minor progress in my cultivation" Julian rolled down the window of Drew's