Staring at his phone, Gerrard's brows knit tightly. A minute after, he clenched his phone tightly and swore out loud.
"Damn it..."
Ever since a couple of days ago, a rift had started appearing amongst the five tyrants. Apparently, the timestamps that the other tyrants had gone missing.
Oddly enough his timestamps remained untouched.
'Can't these retards understand that the reason why my stuff is untouched is because whoever the thieves are, they fear me?'
Although the other tyrants had respectable backings, if they were to be compared to the likes of W.V. Pharmaceuticals, they were still a level below.
To Gerrard, it was clear as day that the thieves had specifically skipped him because they feared him. Unfortunately, the others didn't seem to understand this as they kept looking at him suspiciously.
After a day and no news about the stolen timestamps, everyone forcefully convinced themselves that Gerrard had played a part in the disappearance of the timestamps. Hence the current predicament.
Without a doubt, they were going to target the people under his jurisdiction. They wanted to cut his timestamps supply.
"Damn greedy bastard..."
—Clank!
"Gerrard, everyone has gathered"
Suddenly the door of Gerrard's room opened, and Noah, one of his lackeys called him. Fixing his collar, Gerrard nodded his head.
"Everyone is already here? Okay, I'm coming"
Walking out of his room, Gerrard closed the door behind him. Entering the living room of his apartment Gerrard saw a crowd of students looking at him. Walking around the room, he was instantly able to pick up the awe and fear coming from some of the student's eyes.
The corner of his lips tugged upwards as a result.
"Thank you for coming all the way here today"
Stopping before the crowd, Gerrard gave a brief round down of the situations to the students. In short, he told them about how they might get targeted by the other factions and that they needed to be extra careful.
'Hm? Where have I seen that guy?'
As he was talking, Gerrard's eyes suddenly paused on a certain individual. Pale white skin and deep blue eyes. He seemed to have a faint recollection of such a student. Suddenly he remembered.
'Ren Dover'
The talented youth who appeared all over the news.
'Right, he might be able to help me...'
An idea suddenly struck him.
If he could get Ren on his side he could quickly use him as a deterrent against the other tyrants.
With him being one of the strongest people in the dorm, he could quickly crush all of his opposition. Without a second thought, Gerrard pointed at Ren.
"You come with me"
"Me?"
Baffled, the youth named Ren pointed at himself. Raising his brow, Gerrard nodded his head.
"Yes, who else am I pointing at? Follow me quickly, I don't have much time to waste"
"O-okay"
Flustered, Ren hurriedly followed him. Staring at Ren's flustered figure, Gerrard secretly smirked.
'I guess it's true. He really has no backing'
This was going to be easier than he thought.
"You take care of the situation while I take care of this one"
Staring at Noah, Gerrard quickly ordered. In response, Noah nodded his head.
"As you wish"
"Good"
—Clank!
Closing the doors to his room, Gerrard carefully scrutinized Ren before him. After seizing him up, with a satisfied nod, he got straight to the point.
"How about you work for me?"
"Work for you?"
After looking for a while, suddenly, his eyes paused towards a certain machine in the distance. Sitting on top of it was a figure wearing a mask that only covered half of his face. With a smile on his face, the figure slowly opened his mouth.
"Who am I? Hmm, now why would I be stupid enough to tell you my name?"
Chapter end
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