CHAPTER 76: PRS 76

Upon arriving at her apartment in XX City, Isabella quickly packed her things and teleported back to Country S after Dark Evil’s internal communications system sent a message announcing the mafia’s triennial meeting had been moved up to the next day.

This sudden change made Isabella sense conspiracy and irregularities, and she became wary. As she quickly packed her things, she muttered under her breath, "Something’s not right. Why such a sudden meeting? They usually give notice at least a week in advance."

Isabella paused for a moment and stared out the apartment window with a sharp gaze. "Are they already aware of my operation here?" she thought to herself. "Or is there a new threat I don’t know about?"

Isabella didn’t appear at the main mansion, but instead headed straight to Dark Evil headquarters to find out what was happening and discuss it with the core team.

No one was surprised by Isabella’s sudden arrival; as the mafia often operates in secret, such incidents are quite common, and they immediately gathered as soon as the beautiful girl entered the meeting room.

Isabella put down her black backpack and sat upright in her chair, staring intently at each of the core team members who began to enter the room. A chill was immediately felt as soon as she entered. Everyone knew that if Isabella Clark arrived with a face like that, it meant big trouble.

The core team at headquarters was incomplete, as most were on duty outside, securing the event that would take place that evening.

Once everyone was assembled, Isabella crossed her arms and looked at each of the attendees until her gaze landed on a thirty-year-old man with a long scar across his face, giving him a fiercer appearance, yet his professionalism was clearly evident.

"Andre! Explain what really happened!" Isabella commanded in a flat but firm tone.

Feeling summoned, Andre, who had worked with Isabella several times, knew his boss’s nephew well enough to explain what had happened in as much detail as possible, without any drama.

"Miss Isabella, last night we received information that there was suspicious movement among the remains of HENDI," Andreas began his explanation seriously. "We initially thought everything was clean after the major operation a few days ago, but it turns out one big rat still escaped."

Isabella frowned, "Who?"

"Hexss, Miss. He’s been the mastermind behind HENDI all this time. We never knew where he was because he never surfaced," Andre continued. "But this time, whether out of desperation or overconfidence, he started acting openly. He even sent threatening messages to several major mafias, including us and Black Rose."

Isabella could only smile wryly at Andre’s story because she had no idea that any of HENDI’s rats had managed to escape his grasp.

"So he thought by coming out of hiding, he could intimidate us?" Isabella asked sarcastically.

"I guess so, Miss. He’s also mobilized a large amount of funds to launch his attack tonight during the conference," Andreas replied.

It was no wonder Isabella was caught off guard; this HENDI rat was behind the scenes. He never surfaced, no matter how critical the situation. This time, she’d dared to appear, so he’d gladly give her the stage.

"Okay, since she wants fame, then we can support her rise to fame quickly," Isabella said calmly, but her eyes were sharp and deadly. A faint grin appeared on her face. "We’ll give her the stage she wants, but not as the lead actor, but as an entertaining clown."

Seeing the sly grin on Isabella’s face, the core members of the Dark Evil team, who already knew her exploits, felt terrified of their enemy. They looked at each other, as if sympathizing with Isabella’s target.

Although they weren’t her primary targets, Dark Evil’s business in Country R was quite large, so she was willing to help Black Mamba, the city’s mafia, eliminate any enemy who could hinder Dark Evil’s financial progress.

"Andre, make sure all strategic positions are secured. I don’t want any gaps," Isabella ordered firmly.

"Ready, Miss. Everything is positioned according to plan," Andre replied firmly.

Feeling that there was nothing important to discuss anymore, Isabella dismissed today’s impromptu meeting and told everyone to return to their respective posts.

"You may leave. Remember, tonight is our show. Don’t let anyone down," Isabella said, closing the meeting.

After everyone left, Isabella took out her laptop and began operating it.

"Phoenix, display my status panel," she commanded the system that had been with her since the beginning.

[Status Panel]

Name: Isabella Clark

Age: 22

Phoenix Goddess System: Active (complete)

Phoenix Queen System: 8%

Self-Image: 40/100

Wisdom: 20/100

Social Relations: 40/100

Special Abilities:

A martial artist, possesses master-level expertise in medicine, hacking, and lobbying. Immune to all poisons, have the eyes of the goddesses, can read minds, and speaks both active and passive foreign languages.

Tools:

Weapons: 5 types of weapons

Cards: 7 types of cards

Pills: 14 bottles

Poison: 2 items

Item box: -

Points: 0

Assets:

Move: 12

Immobile: 51

Market: 2 items (sell)]

Isabella saw that her upgrades had already reached a point, and she was quite pleased because, without realizing it, through her busy day, Phoenix had slowly begun to record them. However, as for the Queen System Phoenix, seeing its small number, she began to protest.

"Why is it only 8%? That’s so small!" she said, pursing her lips in disappointment.

[Progress will increase rapidly once all of her upgrades reach 50% or above.]

"Oh, so that’s how it is. Okay, I’ll work harder so the percentage can continue to increase," Isabella said, nodding in understanding.

With nothing more to ask Phoenix, Isabella returned her attention to her laptop screen, which was beginning to penetrate Hexss’s defense system, HENDI’s imagination, bit by bit, bypassing the various layers of security.

Isabella’s fingers moved quickly across the keyboard, her eyes focused on the lines of code racing across the screen. "Multi-layered defense, huh? Let’s see how strong they’ve built it," she muttered as she continued working.

After successfully obtaining the necessary information, Isabella sent a virus to disrupt the system.

"Have fun playing with your new toy, Hexss," Isabella whispered with a faint smile.

Tettt...tettt...tettt...

Hexss, who had just fallen asleep, was immediately awakened by the loud beeping of her security system, the monitor in her room displaying a red exclamation mark indicating an intruder attempting to hack the system.

"Bastard! What bastard dares to tamper with my system!" she shouted angrily, jumping out of bed.

Tak tak tak...

Hexss immediately tried to fight the intruder who was trying to enter his system, unaware that what he was fighting was a virus Isabella had deliberately sent.

The more he tried to fight and eliminate the figure he perceived as an intruder, the more his system would be damaged.

"Who is this? Why can’t I track him?" Hexss growled in frustration.

Seeing a suspicious pattern, Hexss stopped his actions, but unfortunately, his efforts were in vain, as the virus had spread deeper into his system due to his carelessness, which had inadvertently opened a path for it to enter.

"ARGHHH! FUCK!!!" Hexss screamed, ruffling his hair in frustration upon seeing that his system had completely collapsed.

With one system down, Hexss immediately switched to the next monitor screen. As soon as his fingers touched the keyboard, his eyes bulged completely. All the data and cash flow he had controlled disappeared without a trace, leaving him clutching his head in sudden, intense pain.

"What monster is this!" he muttered in shock, his body trembling with anger and fear.

In addition to penetrating his multi-layered defense system, he had also transferred all his funds, which he planned to use to smooth the way for destroying Dark Evil and Black Rose so he could control the S country market share.

Now, without any funds prepared, Hexss was forced to rack his brains again, trying harder to create an opportunity at tonight’s mafia meeting.

"No, it can’t be like this! I’ve come too far to back down now," he muttered desperately.

***

Back home,

With Isabella’s financial assistance, which provided 100 trillion rupiah for each project, Alesio received some relief, allowing the three projects they were working on to recover quickly.

She was also able to focus on other projects that also required significant funding to recover from the natural disasters that struck Country I.

Lulas Corp’s competitors, who had been preparing to take them down, saw this swift action and were speechless. Before the attack could even begin, they were silenced by concrete action.

The power of money is truly formidable. No matter how rare the building materials, as long as there’s money, the store will provide them. This is what keeps all of Isabella’s projects running smoothly, as she is generous with her funds, ensuring everything runs smoothly.

Back in Country S,

Currently, in the now-sanitized City J, several luxury cars are arriving and entering an ancient building that at first glance resembles a majestic castle.

The arriving guests, all dressed in black suits, are escorted by 5-10 men who are brought in, while the rest are left outside to guard the conference.

Several members of Dark Evil and Black Rose work together to assist the guests to their seats. They move with practiced precision, ensuring each guest receives the best possible service.

When they met, the leaders immediately greeted each other warmly. Despite the external conflicts, throughout the conference, they were comrades in arms, seeking joint solutions to all the problems in the upper world that could disrupt the stability of the underworld.