Ethan, accustomed to his daily routine, rises early in the morning, takes charge of cooking, and meticulously tidies up the house. On this particular morning, an unusual hush fills the room as they sit down for breakfast. The sole sounds are the clinking of silverware against plates until Mr. Desmond finally breaks the silence."Why the somber atmosphere, everyone?" he inquires. "Well, I have an announcement to make. I'm passing the reins of Des Technology and Engineering to my son, Nick," he declares, causing everyone to straighten up in their seats. Mr. Desmond is the owner of three distinct companies—Des Technology and Engineering, Des Financial Management, and Des Welfare and Growth. The primary one being technology, and he's entrusting it to Nick."Thank you, Father. I promise to take it to new heights, higher than the where the mightiest eagle flies!" Nick proclaims, eliciting laughter from nearly everyone. Ethan, however, can't help but scoff as he stands beside them."Con
"What are you doing there?" he asks the boy, apparently named Derek.Derek, a young adult in his early 20s, sniffs, "We... we are being trafficked.""To where and for what?" he curiously inquires."I... I don't know. We were put in this van, and we don't know where we are going. When the van is about to return, I sneak out and manage to escape.""Where are the others?" he probes further."I told you, I don't know," Derek replies.Something big is clearly happening. He returns to the secret house but doesn't drive the van along to maintain the ruse."Where's the van?" Mr. Rex asks.He bows down, "I'm hijacked by some gunmen, I'm sorry."They burst into laughter, each one of them."Good job. Good thing they don't kill you. There is nothing in the van. We just use it as a distraction.""You use me as a distraction?" he points out, his voice shifting."Yes, and so?" Mr. Desmond responds.He faces Mr. Desmond, determination in his eyes. "I'm not working for you again. I'd rather sleep on t
"I will like to upgrade my shirt." {Upgrading in process. Processed. Points spent: 200}. Ethan's clothes metamorphose from rags to a sparkling new one. He walks inside the Royal High Hotel, remembering the day he first came here. It was the first time he met Sandra. "I will like to lodge overnight," he says to the receptionist, who is busily jotting something down in the record. When she gazes up, she is the receptionist from the other day. She, at first, startles as she sees him, then becomes even more polite. "Thanks for coming again; I have been looking forward to when you will come again," she says. Ethan nods, "I want the VVIP." "Oh..." she brings out the brochure. The one available now is the "VVVIP." "How much?" he asks. "200 million, sir." "Okay," he initiates the transfer, "and you have been improving… give me your details." She quickly presses her information into her phone, and when Ethan sees it, she nearly screams but controls herself—1 million dollars! She
To thwart the cunning plans of the elusive Mr. Ben and his organization, Ethan takes action. He calls upon Black Scorpion, putting him into motion with a straightforward mission: trail them, capture them, and recover the stolen ID cards."Sandra, why do you think the system chose me out of all people?" Ethan asks Sandra, curious about his unique role."Because they did you unfairly, and you were about to die. I'd say the system pitied you," Sandra responds.Ethan nods, pondering his recent missions. "The missions the system has given me revolve around me and that secret organization. The main reason, I think, is that I am the only person close to them."Sandra repeatedly nods in agreement. "What baffles me is how this system can provide money and upgrades."Ethan grins mischievously. "Don't try to trace the root of my system before it gives me a mission to smack your face... that is some cool money, you know."Sandra scoffs playfully, and Derek, sitting quietly, wonders what they are
Mr. Rex smiles and exclaims, "Our delivery boy is here!". Ethan breathes heavily, thinking these people are cruel. He just jogged here, and it seems like everyone here is well-known and prestigious. What is their real purpose? "You can sit down; you are now a part of the members. You are upgraded to the errand boy," Mr. Rex informs Ethan. Ethan responds with a silent smile, though he suspects that "Sit on the soft mattress" is a euphemism for him having to sit on the ground. "Now, our discussion is about Mighty-E. He has revealed himself, and he isn't the type of person I was expecting, so young," Mr. Rex remarks. Meanwhile, Uncle Ben is still struggling, blood gushing from his arm, and no one seems to care. "What do we have to do with him? He seems to be directly attacking us, like he knows about us," one of the members questions. Ethan tries to recognize each person's face in the room. Another person chimes in, "Since he's revealed himself, let's kill him." Mr. Rex nods repeat
There is much hidden beneath the surface of the organization; they are involved in a myriad of illicit activities, including trafficking, smuggling, and various other illegal ventures. Ethan finds himself lost in thought, contemplating just one aspect of their dark dealings. The abrupt clatter of keys dropping onto the table snaps him back to the present. "Let's go meet Mighty-E... now," Mr. Desmond urges. Ethan is dressed in his shabbiest attire, wanting to change but unable to defy the urgency in Mr. Desmond's voice. He rushes out, having already informed his team about their upcoming visit and their need to accept Mr. Desmond's offer. The only way to uncover more about this enigmatic organization is to infiltrate their ranks.After a lengthy drive, they arrive at the sprawling headquarters of the organization. Mr. Desmond lets out a heavy sigh, remembering the humiliation he endured on his first visit. However, he has no other option. "Follow me," he instructs, and Ethan obedien
As soon as Ethan wakes up early, as is his usual routine, he calls Sandra. The first thing he tells her is about Mr. Jayden; he wants him to be suspended for a full three months."Oh, but that's too long," Sandra exclaims."I should have even sacked him, but I don't want to do that. We have to knock some sense into him, make him understand that it's inappropriate," Ethan explains."Okay, I'll pass it on to Derek," Sandra agrees."I'll send you some information. You need to track this woman, make use of Black Scorpion and his goons, and have them tail her. Find out every single detail about her movements," he instructs."What happened this time? Is it a mission from the system?" Sandra inquires."Yeah, it's related to the system mission," Ethan confirms."Why did you tell me not to come out? I think it's time I show myself to him," Sandra suggests."That's for later. We need to plan it very well," Ethan responds and then hangs up. He stretches and opens the door, only to be startled by
After they arrive at the secret house, Ethan is instructed to stay outside and not come near the building, or else he'll risk getting himself killed. "I wonder what they are planning. Every time the system gives him a mission to feed the nation, there's always commotion among them," Ethan ponders while sitting alone in the car.Just then, Sandra calls in. "Hello, what's the situation?" Ethan asks."This is about the woman we tailed. I'll send you some photos. We saw her with a strange man sharing something we don't know yet," Sandra informs him."Send me the pics.""Another thing is that Derek says that the day he was kidnapped, he saw the same man, and they mentioned something about China," she adds."This might be linked to the package we delivered to Lord Chua in China. There's a lot happening," Ethan responds."I'll send you the pics now," Sandra says before hanging up. After a few minutes, the messages pop in, and Ethan mumbles, "Holy crap," because the man in the picture is his