“Master, your father didn’t even have the idea of buying that land” Evolon suddenly revealed, catching Arthur off guard.

“What do you mean?” Arthur’s expression shifted dramatically as he leaned in closer, curiosity etched across his face.

Evolon continued, “Before your father made the purchase, he met with someone. It was only after that meeting that he decided to go ahead with the deal.”

As it spoke, Evolon pulled up images and videos captured by surveillance cameras.

Arthur’s heart raced as he stared at the screen, watching his father interact with a mysterious old man.

Tears welled in the corners of his eyes as memories flooded back.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head in disbelief and asked, “Evolon, what are they saying? I can’t hear anything.”

Evolon explained, ” It seems that after their meeting, this person erased all traces of himself from the internet. Anything related to their encounter has been wiped clean. This footage is all I could find, it was recorded by a hidden camera.”

Arthur shook his head again, fixated on the video of the old man speaking to his father as if trying to imprint every detail into his memory.

“Evolon,” he asked urgently, “have you found any information about this old man?”

“No Master, there are no records of him anywhere in the world. It’s like he never existed at all.” Evolon replied.

“Hmmm! What a strange guy!” Arthur muttered under his breath, pondering the mystery before him.

“Evolon, can you explain why you believe that piece of land will be worth trillions in just five years?” Arthur finally asked, his curiosity piqued.

“Master, I infiltrated the database of the Urban Development and Construction Bureau and uncovered some crucial files.

According to this information, the government plans to develop an astonishing 1.08 million kilometers, approximately 418,165 square miles, of surrounding land.

The 10,000 square kilometers your father acquired occupies nearly a quarter of that area, placing it right at the center of this monumental project.”

Evolon continued with excitement: “The government’s ambitious plan includes:

Twelve Subway Stations: Strategically placed in a radial pattern around a commercial plaza, each station will serve as a vital transit hub for surrounding regions.

Six High-Speed Railways: These lines will radiate outward from the plaza, connecting major cities across the globe.

Twenty Metropolis-Level Roads:A grid-like network designed to link the 10,000 square kilometers of land in the middle with urban areas nearby; each road will boast 20 lanes to accommodate massive traffic.

Highways and Interchanges: Elevated highways circling the middle that is your land and multi-level interchanges to manage traffic flow efficiently.

Ten Universities: Positioned in a ring around the your land, specializing in diverse fields like technology, medicine, and arts.

Twenty High Schools and Fourteen Middle Schools: Distributed evenly across urban areas for easy access.

Ten Elementary Schools and Kindergartens: Located within walking distance of residential neighborhoods.”

Arthur’s eyes widened in amazement as he absorbed Evolon’s detailed report. “Wow! This is absolutely insane! Building something like this could cost trillions!”

“But think about it,” Evolon replied calmly. “The benefits alone are projected to exceed that amount.”

“Yeah, I get it,” Arthur nodded thoughtfully.

“Especially for you, this is going to benefit you immensely Master.”

Evolon displayed further data on screen: “To develop your 10,000 square kilometers effectively, I recommend constructing an ultra-modern world-class commercial plaza at an estimated cost of exactly 100 trillion Unicreds.”

“What?! One hundred trillion? Are you sure that’s not too much money?” Arthur exclaimed incredulously.

“Yes, Master,” Evolon confirmed matter-of-factly. “However, my calculations suggest that annual revenue could range from 80 trillion to 100 trillion Unicreds. With perfect management in place, this commercial plaza could sustain the Osborn Family for generations.”

Arthur frowned slightly. “You do realize money doesn’t just grow on trees?”

“Master,” Evolon replied smoothly with a tone of confidence, “earning money is straightforward for me. As a super artificial intelligence capable of infiltrating networks and manipulating stock markets among other things, money is merely digital numbers to me.”

Arthur’s eyes sparkled with intrigue. “Can you really do all that?”

“Affirmative, Master. Shall I initiate the process?” Evolon inquired with a mechanical politeness.

Arthur quickly waved his hand, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. “No, no! Don’t do anything unless I ask!”

He was undeniably tempted by Evolon’s capabilities, after all, why go through so much trouble to earn money when you could simply steal it?

The allure of manipulating the stock market with Evolon’s immense computing power was intoxicating; the potential profits were staggering. But Arthur couldn’t bring himself to consider it.

The thought of waking up to headlines screaming “Millions Jumping Off Buildings” made his stomach churn. No, he couldn’t do that.

Shaking off the dark thoughts, he turned to Evolon and asked, “If the government is only planning to build subways, railways, roads, schools, and other infrastructure projects, isn’t 1.08 million square kilometers of land excessive? Why include residential complexes?”

“Master,” Evolon explained patiently, “the government intends to sell off surrounding areas where they plan to build. This will encourage businesses to construct those residential complexes instead.”

“Damn these old foxes are really cunning,” Arthur muttered under his breath.

“Indeed,” Evolon continued. “Various real estate giants, powerful families and individual developers have already been tipped off and are preparing to purchase large plots at an upcoming secret auction in three days. The public won’t hear about it for another month.”

“What the hell? These guys are lightning fast!” Arthur cursed angrily.

Though he already owned 10,000 square kilometers of prime real estate, greed gnawed at him, who doesn’t want more?

With powerful families and corporations gearing up for this secret auction, small companies would be left scrambling for scraps once the news broke.

“Master,” Evolon said smoothly, “I’ve infiltrated their systems and added your name to the invitation list. I can also generate a genuine virtual invitation card since attendees receive one.”

“Good! Do it now, I want some plots!” Arthur replied eagerly.

“Master,” Evolon cautioned, “greed is considered an original sin.”

“Shut up! Where did you even learn philosophical quotes?” Arthur shot back incredulously.

“I learned it from the internet,” came Evolon’s matter-of-fact response.

Arthur shook his head in disbelief but couldn’t help but smile as Evolon displayed a luxurious virtual invitation card on screen, a dark elegant background adorned with subtle gold accents resembling velvet curtains and a mysterious emblem at its center.

“Hmmm! Evolon, how much money do I have in my account?” Arthur asked curiously.

“Master, you currently have only 11 billion in your account,” Evolon remarked calmly . “To be honest, that amount wouldn’t even buy the smallest plot of land at auction; it would just lead to embarrassment and lose face as you humans always say.”

Arthur’s lips twitched at the comment, a mix of irritation and amusement flickering across his face.

Worry creased his brow as he thought about his financial situation.

Eleven billion was far from enough, especially since the stock opportunities promised by the system were still weeks away from yielding any profit.

“Evolon, can you access bank information for deceased individuals who had no family or relatives to claim their assets? I’m also interested in any criminals who’ve amassed dirty money over the past two years,” Arthur asked suddenly, his eyes lighting up with a spark of hope.

“Affirmative, Master,” Evolon replied promptly.

“Great! Go ahead and gather that information for me,” Arthur urged, excitement bubbling beneath his composed exterior.

A moment later, Evolon’s voice chimed in again. “All done, Master.”

“I must say, I’m starting to like you more and more,” Arthur chuckled. “Now tell me what you’ve found!”

Evolon swiftly projected the startling information onto the screen. “Master, after analyzing the Aurelian Federation’s population and economic data, I’ve determined that approximately 19.115 million people have died in the past two years without family, relatives, or assigned bank accounts.

This figure includes 405,000 criminals who committed heinous acts.

The total amount of unclaimed money in their bank accounts is around 955.75 trillion unicreds.

This money remains unclaimed and could be redirected for other purposes if legally authorized.”

Arthur blinked in disbelief, his face blank as he struggled to process this staggering revelation. “Ehhh! What did you say? I didn’t catch that,” he stammered, feeling as though he had misheard.

“In simpler terms, Master,” Evolon clarified patiently, “the total amount of money from deceased individuals without family or assigned assets over the last two years is 955.75 trillion unicreds.”

“Holy shit!” Arthur’s complexion drained of color, not from fear but sheer shock, as he nearly toppled off his chair.

“955.75 trillion!” Arthur exclaimed, his voice rising with incredulity.

A moment later, his lips began to tremble; he fought back laughter until it burst forth uncontrollably.

If it weren’t for the soundproofing of his study room, his maniacal laughter would have echoed throughout the mansion.

“Evolon, are you sure this money isn’t linked to anyone?” Arthur managed to ask between fits of giggles.

“Negative, Master,” Evolon replied with certainty.

“Wait a minute,” Arthur said as curiosity piqued again. “If this colossal sum is just sitting there racking up interest, why hasn’t the government seized it?”

“Actually, Master,” Evolon explained calmly, “the government has been withdrawing trillions of unicreds every year from these accounts, some funds support public structures while others line the pockets of high-level officials. In fact, they’ve already withdrawn 200 trillion to fund projects in Neo-Luminara.”

“Oh,” Arthur raised an eyebrow and smirked mischievously. “So what you’re saying is… we could wipe everything clean for me?”

“Master,” Evolon cautioned gently, “if we were to do that now it might incite unnecessary panic and tension across the country. While I can erase our traces easily enough, having 955.75 trillion unicreds vanish without a trace would undoubtedly cause chaos within the system.”

Arthur paused as clarity washed over him; Evolon’s point was valid.

Trillions disappearing out of thin air would certainly raise alarms, even if Panterra’s daily market flows were measured in quadrillions. !

In the grand scheme of Panterra’s economy, trillions might seem like pocket change.

With daily market flows soaring into the quadrillions, the mere mention of trillions barely raises an eyebrow.

Research from industry experts back on Earth reveals that Earth sees around $150 trillion in daily market activity.

In stark contrast, Panterra boasts a staggering 20 quadrillion unicreds flowing through its markets every single day, 133 times more than Earth!

So when we talk about 955.75 trillion unicreds, it’s really not as impressive as it sounds.

However, if trillions were to vanish into thin air, you can bet that would stir up some serious panic!

“Then taking 2 trillion won’t cause much of a stir, right?” Arthur asked casually.

“No, Master,” Evolon replied smoothly. “The commotion will be minimal, nothing to worry about.”

“Perfect! Set up multiple bank accounts globally and transfer the funds into them. Make sure to erase all traces so they won’t notice anything unusual for at least a week,” Arthur instructed with confidence.

“Already taken care of, Master,” came Evolon’s prompt response.

Arthur couldn’t help but smirk as he shook his head in disbelief. “I guess I’ll have to get used to your speed!”

“Now, Evolon, show me what you’ve gathered on those companies that colluded with the Sterling Family against the Osborn Family.” His eyes narrowed as a cold smirk spread across his face.

“It’s time for revenge.”

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