The Creators: From Night City

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Jiang Bing suddenly turned his head and looked at Robles Wheel, who was lying on the sofa in pain like a grandson.

Chapter 865 Perfect Target

Jiang Bing had consulted Mr. Blue Eyes about relevant information regarding this Weil Financial Management Company.

This is a private, high-society club disguised as a business consulting firm. It owns its own artificial island complex in the vast Atlantic Ocean in western Saint Lucia, providing 'private' services to the world's top billionaires, politicians, and royalty.

Its nature is similar to the cybernetic 'Lolita Island', but Jiang Bing is certain that the evils on the island must be much more serious.

Jiang Bing had let them off once before, but he didn't expect them to be so incorrigible.

A chilling killing intent began to permeate the entire office, and the three people inside simultaneously shuddered violently.

Jiang Bing conveyed Gloria's request to investigate Weill Financial Management Company.

When 'Slippery's' revenge reached the stage of settling old scores, Gloria sent back a very detailed document.

Wells Financial Management is not a secretive organization. As Mr. Blue Eyes said, it just has a relatively small circle of influence. However, as an open business, it is impossible to keep all business information, data, and intelligence about its operations completely secret.

A significant portion of the information Gloria sent back was propaganda material provided by the other side themselves.

The private territory of Wells Financial Management is called the Acadia Islands, located at 13°45′N, 61°15′W, in the eastern Caribbean Sea, in the central Lesser Antilles, adjacent to the international high seas between Saint Lucia and Saint Vincent and the Grenadines.

This archipelago consists of a main island and several man-made satellite islands, forming a ring-shaped archipelago connected by underwater tunnels and sea bridges/roads with tourism attributes.

The entire archipelago enjoys a tropical climate with abundant sunshine and a warm, pleasant climate year-round, with average temperatures between 26 and 32°C. Coupled with the extensive and cost-effective construction investment by Wells Financial Management Company over the years, the archipelago is picturesque and enjoys a spring-like climate all year round. A variety of rare plants cover the entire island, making it an absolutely top-notch resort and leisure destination in the world, and arguably even more luxurious than the Crystal Palace.

After all, compared to the renowned Crystal Palace, the Acadia Islands cater to only a small select group of the world's elite.

Moreover, compared to the resource platform it has built, the aforementioned leisure and vacation experiences are merely incidental products.

The services it offers, such as global asset allocation and anonymous trading, political asylum and identity reset, legal or illegal cutting-edge medical care and life extension, and top-level information trading and intermediary services, are what members value most.

The sophistication of this service is evident from the latest membership numbers released by Wells Financial Management.

Globally, there are only 873 members, and of course, the identities of these people are kept secret.

Its very existence is the ultimate embodiment of power and wealth, a perfect combination of capital and extra-legal privilege.

As Mr. Jiang examined the documents, he stroked his chin with interest, and a very interesting idea suddenly popped into his mind.

The Acadia Islands look like a perfect target.

Famous, far from human habitation, and deserving of its fate, it couldn't be more suitable as a test target for the newly built mass projector on the Moon, 【Anti-Entropy】.

After all, if you build something good but don't put it to use, how will your competitors know that [Anti-Entropy] exists? If your competitors don't know, then it's as if the project was built for nothing.

Wearing fine clothes in the dark is not Mr. Jiang's style.

"Go easy on me, you've almost smashed my head in." Thinking of this, Jiang Bing spoke up to stop the 'slippery's' ongoing violence.

Everyone has their sorrows, and the fact that the eloquent and shrewd man has fallen on hard times is clearly related to Robles Wheel. Judging from the ruthlessness with which he committed the crime, even the murder of his father was no more serious than this.

In fact, Jiang Bing's intervention came much too late; the ashtray had already smashed the other man's head into a bloody pulp. However, Jiang Bing's words at least stopped the 'slippery' man, whose face and body were covered in blood, from repeating the mechanical act of smashing the ashtray.

The shop owner, pale-faced, shrank to the side, remaining silent. He had clearly realized that these two were here for revenge. The less he did, the less likely he was to make a mistake; if he did nothing, he wouldn't make a mistake. He should just ignore everything; there might still be a glimmer of hope.

After throwing away the ashtray, 'Slippery' let out a long, relieved breath, as if exhaling years of resentment.

"It's all done, boss, let's go."

The shop owner standing nearby immediately raised his hands in surrender, indicating that he was harmless.

He did indeed bet correctly; neither Jiang Bing nor "Slippery" had any interest in him.

The two men ignored him completely, disregarding the pile of euros on the table, and turned to leave.

The rain continued to fall at night, gradually washing away the bloodstains on the 'slippery's' face and body.

As they walked, "Slippery" suddenly noticed a blue-eyed man in a suit standing under a roadside shop, quietly watching the two of them.

He glanced at Jiang Bing's expression without making a sound, then immediately stopped and bowed deeply to him.

"Thank you, boss."

The heavy rain soaked his Mediterranean-style hair, sticking it into clumps that, with each bow, plastered onto his face, making him look quite ugly.

But Jiang Bing finally saw the other party smile for the first time ever.

"What does it feel like to have your great revenge?" Jiang Bing asked.

"Refreshing, satisfying, and a great weight lifted off my shoulders."

The sly man stroked a few tufts of hair on his head and said with great shrewdness, "Mr. Sabur, I'm going back to work on today's report. I'll submit the child trafficking case related to Robles Wheel to Ms. Gloria as soon as possible."

Once the matter was settled, the 'slippery' man reverted to his clever and quick-witted leader of the 'Orphan Gang.' He knew that someone was waiting for Jiang Bing ahead, so after thanking him, he immediately turned and left without any hesitation.

"What an unexpected young man, you always subconsciously forget his age."

Mr. Blue Eyes didn't have Jiang Bing's ability to avoid the rain, so he could only huddle far away under the shop window.

The sparse raindrops formed strings of beads, turning into a transparent curtain of water that fell in front of the two people.

"This is called having ambition regardless of age."

"How's the matter I asked you about going?"

"I don't know why you want a membership in Will Financial Management, but it's not a simple matter." The blue-eyed man, who had been summoned at the last minute, frowned with worry.

The Acadia Islands, as one of the world's top "rich people's clubs," operate on an invitation-only membership system, and applications cannot be submitted independently.

In addition to having enormous wealth (the initial threshold is 3 million euros in investable assets), one also needs to have a certain level of "influence" to become a member.

"And there are problems that even you, Mr. Blue Eyes, can't handle." Jiang Bing's provocation was clumsy, but it was also quite effective.

"It's definitely too late to apply now, but would impersonating someone else meet your requirements?"

"You know friends of this caliber?" Jiang Bing was very curious about Mr. Blue Eyes' words. After all, every single person who could become a member of the Arcadia Islands was a prodigy.

He was very curious about how Mr. Blue Eyes had persuaded the other party.

“I know quite a few people who are members, but none of them are my friends.”

"So how do you plan to persuade them?"

"That's your problem, Sabur," the blue-eyed man smiled slightly.

Chapter 866 If you borrow and repay, it's easy to borrow again.

The lives of the wealthy are usually simple, unpretentious, and monotonous, especially for Kenneth.

At 6 o'clock, the intelligent environment system in the luxury bedroom simulates the most suitable spectral changes in lighting, temperature and humidity. At the same time, the biosensors built into the luxury mattress detect that the sleeper's sleep cycle has ended. The built-in AI in the room automatically fills the bathtub in the bathroom with pure water at a suitable temperature and prepares all the necessary toiletries.

This included a glass of his favorite rosé wine, Métina.

The expensive bathtub comes with a water massage function, which can quickly wake him up from the fatigue caused by long sleep. The intelligent robot butler will serve him a healthy drink made by his professional nutrition team, which is rich in synthetic nutrients and a lot of room-customized drugs. Of course, sometimes some organic milk or eggs will be added, but recently he is on a diet, so these things are temporarily excluded from his diet.

Normally, these two things would make up his breakfast.

As always, the bathroom was filled with steam, and soothing music accompanied his meal and red wine, all to fully awaken his body.

Footsteps sounded at the bathroom door; it was his AI butler bringing him breakfast.

To be honest, if it weren't for his health, he absolutely couldn't stand this kind of mushy stuff that, while tasting alright, had a terrible texture.

"Rafa, put the things there first, I want to soak a little longer." The expensive bathtub sprayed streams of water, pressing firmly against his body, making his hard-won clear consciousness feel drowsy again.

But Kennich quickly realized something was wrong. He didn't hear the metallic clanging of the cup against the new, avant-garde, openwork table next to the bathtub, nor did he hear his AI butler's familiar response.

He could sense only silence.

"A stranger has entered the room?!" A chilling thought crept into his mind, and he couldn't help but straighten up and look towards the door.

The result instantly chilled his heart.

A man, a stranger, stood beside him at some point, leaning on a simple cane, watching him with a nonchalant smile.

He seemed to be laughing at Kennich for spending a fortune on a security system that was completely ineffective, and at the security team he hired for a lot of money who were all incompetent.

Kenneth Winters

The other person's voice was calm and unhurried, like a gentle spring breeze, telling the story in a leisurely manner, completely lacking the violence one would expect from a robber, killer, or marginalized person.

"Former manager of the Winters Trust, major shareholder of Northern California Reconstruction Bank, a rising star in the financial world, and of course, a debtor to hundreds of thousands of people."

"Who are you? How did you get in?!"

Kenneth's voice was high-pitched and shrill, completely unlike his usual gentle and refined manner.

However, this is his true voice.

"You might not believe it, but I just walked in like that."

Jiang Bing used his slender fingers to pick up the untouched red wine, gently swirled the glass, and watched as the wine stained the glass with streaks of crimson.

"What do you want to do? Someone, come quick!" Kennich shouted loudly outside, but the bodyguards who would usually come in to check at the slightest disturbance were silent.

"Stop shouting. It's only a little past 6 o'clock. Everyone is still dreaming. It's a bit impolite to disturb others."

Jiang Bing straightened up, stared at Kenny's meticulously maintained body, smacked his lips, and was somewhat dissatisfied.

"I have to say, your small frame doesn't look like that of a financial fraudster who could swindle hundreds of thousands of people's savings."

"Don't talk nonsense, those are all normal investment behaviors!"

When her sore spot was touched, Kennage screamed like a little girl whose skirt had been lifted.

"Surely you can argue your way out of it," Jiang Bing said elegantly, snapping his fingers as a drowsy feeling crept into Kenneth's consciousness.

"Get a good night's sleep. Your identity, your wealth, your status—I've borrowed them for now. Don't worry, I'll pay them back, just like you eventually repay those debts to their creditors."

Before completely succumbing to the sweetness of love, Kenich angrily squeezed out one last thought: "If you don't want to pay me back, just say so! Why make up these high-sounding excuses!"

But he could no longer speak, and his pent-up resentment could only fall into the vast dream beneath him as his consciousness sank.

……

In the Acadia Islands, the main island, Olympus, serves as the absolute center of the archipelago and is the primary area of ​​human activity.

At the center of this island is an artificially constructed green hill, topped with the most luxurious building complex in the Acadia Islands—the 'Pantheon Clubhouse'.

"How are the preparations for the celebration going?"

In a meeting room decorated in a low-key yet luxurious style, an elderly man dressed in a custom-made Savile Row suit and with a gentle demeanor began to speak.

"CEO Alexander, we haven't finalized our selection of suitable participants yet. The purchasing department is working tirelessly to 'procure' them from all over the world," a well-dressed, successful-looking man reported from one corner of the luxurious long table.

“Mr. Jeffrey has never tolerated failure, and neither have I, Sebastian. I don’t need reasons, I only need results.”

"Before the 'opening ceremony,' all qualified 'contestants' must be gathered." Under the stern gaze of the executive officer, Sebastian could only sheepishly make this pledge.

“Very good,” the old man leaned back in his chair.

"What about the safety of this event, Valkyrie?"

The person who answered this question was a lean woman with short, neat hair. She had a cold face and sharp, eagle-like eyes. Her hacker tactical outfit was impeccably groomed.

"The entire 'Shield of Chronos' team is on high alert, and the security of the outer sea area is being guarded by elite mercenaries from the Lazarus Group."

“I personally oversee the island’s surveillance system, cybersecurity, ‘gambling tables’ and ‘match venues’.”

“I trust you to handle things,” Executive Officer Alexander praised as usual, but the woman named Valkyria’s icy face remained completely expressionless.

"How's the audience invitation going, Anya?"

“Our long-time clients have been waiting impatiently, and Burke has already screened the qualified ‘fresh blood’ and handed them over to me. I have personally delivered the notifications to them. The algorithm predicts that there will be at least twenty or thirty new ‘viewers’ in this ‘competition’.”

Anya, the customer service director, was so alluring that she seemed to have a seductive charm ingrained in her very being. Even in internal meetings, her words and actions still exuded a captivating allure, making Sebastian across from her envious.

Unfortunately, it's something you can see but not eat.

"very good"

Alexander tapped the table lightly, drawing everyone's attention to him as he announced, "The annual 'competition' has always been a company tradition. Countless members eagerly await its arrival. Leaving aside the huge profits the company makes from each 'competition' betting odds, the user loyalty alone is an invaluable treasure that money can't buy."

"You must remember that the core of everything at Weill Financial Management is all of our valuable members. We can provide high-quality services that are unmatched anywhere else in the world. This is the foundation of our business, so we cannot afford to lose anything in this 'competition'!"

Chapter 867 Island Tour

The hovercar flew smoothly forward, and the specially designed transparent glass cabin offered an unobstructed view of the scenery on both sides.

"At this time of year, the cherry blossoms in my hometown should already be in bloom."