George parked the car near a convenience store that stood out from the other buildings in the area.
Unlike the dilapidated structures surrounding it, this convenience store was actually functioning and appeared well-maintained.
The vibrant signage and clean exterior hinted at a business that took pride in its appearance and service.
"7-10?" Reign muttered to himself, rembering a big chain store from his past life with a similar na.
The recollection brought back mories of aisles and a wide selection of products. It felt familiar, stirring up a hint of nostalgia.
"Is this place not gonna get robbed?" Reign asked George as they got out of the car.
His mood beca better; now, he wasn't feeling as down because he knew that he was in for a feast tonight.
"Don't worry, this store is protected by The Chamber of Comrce. Robbing this place is basically asking for trouble," George explained reassuringly.
"Chamber of Comrce?" Reign asked, the term unfamiliar to him.
George close the car door first before answering.
"The Chamber of Comrce is an association of multiple rchants corporation in the nation," George began, his tone firm.
"Basically, they form this group to protect their assets and build connections. As a whole, the Chamber of Comrce could be considered a huge business conglorate," George continued.
Reign's brows furrowed as he processed this new knowledge.
"I'm curious, why do conglorates have so much power in Summit City?" Reign asked, intrigued by the complexities of the business world in this new environnt compared to his old world.
George's lips quirked into a knowing smile as he leaned against the car, ready to explain.
"That's because we're a capitalist nation," he replied,. "Most of the funds the governnt uses co from taxes paid by these conglorates." He paused for effect, letting the significance of his words sink in "You could even say they're the lifeline of the nation."
Reign nodded thoughtfully, but he couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that George's explanation didn't fully address his question.
In his previous world, he had also lived in a capitalist country, but the extent of power held by corporations was much smaller. There was sothing missing in the equation, sothing he needed to understand better.
In fact, Reign found the existence of the Veiled Nights perplexing.
A criminal organization of such scale should have been eradicated long ago, especially if the governnt had the will to do so.
But, their continued existence hinted at a level of tolerance that seed suspicious. There must be a reason behind it, sothing deeper and more complex than what appeared on the surface.
'I need to do so reading in my free ti,' Reign sighed, making a ntal note.
He recognized that while he was intelligent, without experience and personal knowledge, he would still be ignorant to many things. It was clear to him that he needed to broaden his understanding to navigate this new world effectively.
Reign touched and patted his Raptor, the first thing he owned in this world that he earned, imbuing it with sentintal value.
"So my car is safe here, right?" he asked, his voice low and ominous
The thought of anyone daring to lay a finger on his prized possession sent shivers down George's spine.
If anyone dared to touch it, the town would descend into chaos, a scene straight out of a nightmare.
George didn't doubt that Reign was crazy enough to kill everyone for this car.
"Don't worry, as long as it's parked within the store area, and we pay for parking, then it'll be protected," he hurriedly reassured Reign.
"Even the gangs and criminals here know not to ss with properties that are part of the Chamber of Comrce. If you think gangs and criminals are like devils, then those conglorates could be considered the kings of hell," he added with a force smile.
He was well-versed in the inner workings of the capitalist world, as were most citizens, but they were resigned to their roles as consurs, unable to challenge the status quo.
"That's good, but just to be safe, I'll leave Wick here," Reign replied, nodding decisively. He then instructed Wick to jump onto the open back of his pickup truck.
After securing Wick in the back of the pickup, the two headed inside.
The store was big, stocked with all the usual items one would expect to find on a convenience store.
Reign noticed the array of CCTV caras strategically placed throughout the premises.
As they wandered the aisles, they passed by security guards who were ard to the teeth.
Four guards in total, all donning vests and rifles, patrolled the store with a watchful eye. It was clear that security here was taken seriously.
When Reign inspected the price tags of various items, he noted that they were significantly more expensive, at least five tis the price compared to what he saw in the city.
He was aware of this because they had bought so supplies before coming here. It didn't take long for him to deduce the reason behind the inflated prices: the added cost of hiring security guards, and also because this store was located in a pretty dangerous place.
As they reached the counter, they saw a man wearing a red uniform.
They paid around 2000 credits for parking for the day. It was on the expensive side, but considering the alternative of risking their car being stolen or vandalized, the fee seed like a much better choice.
"Now we just need to find a place to stay for the night," George remarked as they exited the store.
"No need for that. I'll finish the mission tonight, and let's get out of here," Reign declared with a chilling smile, his sadistic expression hidden beneath the bandage wrapped tightly over his eyes.
"Hey, I'm not doubting your skills, but I think we need to do so recon. Chances are that this gang also hired more people, maybe even Divergent, after the first group failed," George explained, his tone cautious.
"No need for that. I'm a monster, so I'll deal with it like one," Reign declared confidently. He had witnessed the weakness of the Divergent firsthand during the test, and he was not at all intimidated by them.
"But.."
"You stay here and wait for ," Reign cut off George.
He knew George would only be a liability for him. It would be much more convenient for him to move alone.
Seeing that Reign had already made up his mind, George sighed resignedly and turned back towards the car. He would wait here for him , because this place was much safer than hotel.
***
The laboratory that Reign planned to destroy was situated within an abandoned warehouse, a gated structure with watchtowers stationed at intervals around its periter.
From a distance, he could see guards patrolling the area, their vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings. .
There were even huge spotlights, reminiscent of those used in high-security prisons to ensure that even at night, infiltration would be nearly impossible.
In addition, atop the walls were vibrating wires, adding to the fortress-like appearance of the structure.
'This place is perfect,' Reign grinned, his satisfaction evident in his creepy smile.
He could tell there were plenty of people inside to feast on.
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