Chapter 551 - "Battle Royale Vs Talent Show"
That evening, Grandpa Yofan and the others worked hard to plan the sudden tournant while also releasing the announcent for the ’monthly assembly’.
Many of the mbers received the notification from the family’s app, and ’Martin’ wasn’t an exception.
He had just ’regained his consciousness’ when he saw a notification coming from ’his phone’.
Martin imdiately looked at the phone and noticed the family’s app. When he saw the app, his first reaction was to twitch his lips in disbelief.
The Sloan Family makes such an app? It’s a surprise that they implent such a unique app...ah, the managent system is good too.
Hmmm, no wonder the Sloan Family is the strongest candidate to enter the higher-ranking mafia society..
’Let’s see what the notification is about, though.’
Martin pressed the notification pop-up, and it imdiately directed him to open the app.
However, the guy didn’t know that everyti anyone opened the app, the Ainsley chibi mascot program would always welco them cheerfully.
[Welco back, Martin! Please check the ssage inbox for a new notification.]
’Martin’ was instantly speechless.
Just how much they love the family head to make her as the app’s guide mascot?! I have never seen anyone this crazy about their family head!
Martin suppressed the urge to curse Ainsley’s simps and obediently clicked the ssage inbox. He imdiately saw the full ssage of the new notification.
[Dear Sloan Mafia mbers of all ages and genders, our family will hold a monthly assembly tomorrow.]
[This is compulsory for everyone and anyone not attending the assembly except those outside of the mansion to do missions will be severely punished!]
[Ti and place for the assembly: 8 a.m, the backfield.]
[You will have to scan your personal barcode at the venue to be considered attending the assembly.]
[For those who can’t go because of outside missions, send your mission permit and proof to Ainsley Chat Bot.]
[Thank you and have a nice day ❤️]
The ssage even included Ainsley’s sticker doing the heart gesture at the end of the text.
When Martin saw this, he was suddenly worried whether he was at the Sloan Family’s residence or one of Ainsley’s secret cults instead.
Why are they so obsessed with the family head?? Argghh!
"Huuuu..." Martin let out a long sigh before scratching his head.
’Well, anyway, since I’m here, I might as well see what the assembly is all about. Let’s use this chance to personally et the family head face-to-face.’
Martin looked at the ssage once more before checking the application by searching for the real owner’s mory. He had just copied the owner’s mory, so playing the app wasn’t that hard anymore.
’Let’s see, Martin...oh, he’s ranked 30, and he’s one of the loyal elite mbers. Not bad. Uh...this contribution points...oh, okay. And...account level? He levels up from the missions’ EXP?’
Martin was once again dumbfounded.
Is this a mafia family or a ga developer? How co they use such a weird app to monitor and manage their family mbers?!
This doesn’t feel like a mafia family at all!
Martin felt like quitting his job as a spy planted in the Sloan Family.
’This family is too...weird.’
The more Martin looked over the app, the more confused he was. The app was really treating the mafia mbers like a ga player or sothing.
They even had the mission history log, recording what missions the mbers had taken and the result.
They also had the contribution point deposit and spending history...oh, they even had the shop section for mbers to trade the points...
This family seriously looked like a nest for gars instead of mafias.
’Is this that toddler’s idea? It’s not that bad to make such an interesting app...’
Martin played with his phone a little longer and seriously had to admire the family head for thinking about making this kind of application for the family mbers.
Thank God he took the real Martin’s phone too. Else, his cover would have been blown away as soon as he stepped into the mission hall.
’Hmmm, Ainsley Sloan...no wonder the higher-ups place so much importance in hindering your family’s growth.’
Martin clicked his tongue in awe.
’You...are just too dangerous.’
Martin slowly put down the phone while lying on the bed.
’Let’s sleep first. Tomorrow...might be a good way to approach the family head and enter her people’s inner circle.’
The next morning, 7:30 a.m
Ainsley woke up early like usual and she already changed into her signature punk uniform.
The baby even tailored more than 10 uniforms like that since she would be using the sa design and style to attend many events.
30 minutes before the assembly started, Ainsley leisurely ate her breakfast while Grandpa Yofan handed her the list of events that they would hold in the mini tournant.
When Ainsley saw the list displayed on the tablet’s screen, she couldn’t help but knit her eyebrows.
"The first round is a battle royale?"
"Yeah. Why? You don’t like it, Ain? This way, we can quickly see the mbers’ abilities..."
"This battle royale is only suitable for solo ability users though."
"Huh? How co–
"If the dual or multiple ability users join the battle royale, they might not use their other abilities and we won’t know whether they’re spies or not, gwandpa."
At Ainsley’s words, Grandpa Yofan paused before continuing.
"What do you suggest for dual and multiple ability users, then?"
"...talent...show?"
Grandpa Yofan almost fell from his chair.
"A TALENT SHOW?! This is a tournant, okay? How could it be– "
"But a talent show is the fastest way for those people to show all their abilities, ah!"
What other things we can do, anyway?
And don’t forget to follow our baby’s nanny’s Instagram, @Zehell2218. The great nanny will provide you with baby Ain’s rare photo shoot sotis.
PS: If you guys don’t read this on and read sowhere else, Ain will HWUNT u and KWILL you!
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