Life Dungeon Game

"Sir, here we are."

The young driver slowly

He stopped the car and said softly.

Sitting in the back seat of the car was an elderly man wearing a heavy overcoat. He slowly took his hat off the hook next to him and put it on. "Wait for me here for a moment."

With that, he pushed open the car door and stepped onto the street.

The cold wind of the silent night blew the hem of his clothes.

Beside the street was an old tavern, its signboard swaying slightly in the wind, as if it hadn't been repaired in a long time.

The old man walked slowly to the tavern door and gently pushed it open.

A waiter immediately came forward and led him to a small wooden door at the far end of the tavern.

He slowly pushed open the wooden door, and somewhat irritably hung his coat and hat on the coat rack by the door.

"Why did you call me here at this hour? My son is still being interrogated by the FBI, and I need to find a way to bail him out. You good-for-nothing, what's wrong with that old man Danilo today?"

The fireplace by the wall was burning with a hot flame, and the warm firelight shone on the old man's aged profile.

Nowadays, people rarely use fireplaces, such an ancient heating tool. After all, wood is a precious commodity in walled cities, and being able to use a fireplace often signifies that the owner has a noble status.

After the old man finished speaking, he realized that the room was unusually quiet.

He turned his head in confusion and found that most of the directors with slightly larger shares of the group were sitting here, and in the main seat, where Philip had originally been, sat a blond middle-aged man.

When the old man saw the young man, the man smiled and walked towards him, warmly shaking his hand.

"Are you Jamie's father, Mr. Hannah? I'm Jamie's good friend. I'm from the Nord Corporation, here to help everyone with the IPO. You can call me..."

Yarid.

This story is entirely fictional and takes place in another world.

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Chapter 241 They Only Have Close Relationships with the Nolanca Group (Please Add to Your Collection)

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"Those of you sitting here are either directors or senior executives of the Nolanca Group, or prominent figures in Kaya City,"

Yalid sat in the main seat, smiling as he looked at everyone in the room.

The fireplace flames flickered, their dancing light reflecting off everyone's faces.

There were elderly people with white hair and energetic middle-aged people. Many of them had not come by call, but were tricked by some "friends". Their eyes were all fixed on Yalid, as if waiting for Yalid to give a convincing explanation.

"Gentlemen, what do you think Kaya City will become if the security measures continue?"

Yalid smiled at everyone and suddenly posed a question.

Everyone paused, but remained silent; no one was willing to flatter Yalid.

Yalid was not surprised. He chuckled softly, “Many of you here are entrepreneurs who rely on the Nolanca Group for survival. Your factories or businesses survive by supporting the Nolanca Group or by taking a few scraps from it. Your industries are closely linked to the Nolanca Group.”

He paused for a moment, then spread his arms wide. “Your employee benefits are almost appalling, but the reason you can still recruit employees is because you have the Nolanca Group as your big brother, which is lowering employee benefits. You are united around the Nolanca Group to reduce labor costs together.”

"And now? The new policy from the Nolanca Group, after offsetting various benefits, is equivalent to increasing the wages of lower-level employees by 10%-15%. Do you have that much money to give benefits to lower-level employees? Or are you planning to further reduce your already meager profits?"

He threw a stack of documents on the table. "If the Nolanca Group continues to expand, what will you use to compete with them? Raise employee wages?"

As soon as he said that, many people in the room looked rather grim.

They are all factory owners whose production is related to the supporting industries of the Nolanca Group. In terms of recruitment, they have no way to compete with the Nolanca Group and can only rely on slightly better employee benefits to attract workers to stay.

This time, with the Nolanca Group significantly improving worker benefits, they only have two options.

First, they face a significant decrease in profits if they follow suit and raise workers' wages. Second, they can choose not to follow suit and maintain their original treatment, which means they may not be able to recruit enough employees and will be eliminated in the competition.

They were driven to desperation: either they lost money or they died.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Yalid changed the subject and looked at another group of people.

"Sitting here are some directors of the Nolanca Group. Several of them have worked diligently and conscientiously for the Nolanca Group their entire lives, only to end up being sidelined in their old age. Vian announced these welfare measures in the name of the board of directors, but did he consult with the board members?"

Yalid smiled. "And what's even more infuriating is that he broke the Nolanca Group's long-standing rules by sending Philip to the police station."

"Philip broke the rules and attempted assassination first."

An old man in the inner circle snorted coldly.

"So your children and nieces were also taken away by the FBI and the Kaya City Police Department for breaking the rules?"

Yalid leaned forward slightly, looking at the elderly people sitting in the inner circle, "Gentlemen, have you all handled your 'afterlife' matters cleanly, without leaving any problems?"

His voice was low and deep, "How can you be so sure that the next one won't be...you?"

"Just say what you want to say."

A deep, aged voice rang out from the crowd; it was Jamie's father.

“I happen to have a solution that can satisfy both of you,” Yalid said with a smile, straightening up.

"That means letting everything go back to the way it was in the beginning, with Nolanca Group continuing to go public and all the entrepreneurs continuing to make money."

"what do you want to do?"

Some of the elderly people in the inner circle changed their expressions slightly after hearing Yalid's words.

“Vian himself is a genius inventor. He has developed an ultra-lightweight mech, which is now being prepared for mass production within the group,”

Jamie's father said softly, "You can't be sure if he has a more powerful mech himself, and such things are not difficult to buy. The power of the mercenary legion has always been in the hands of the Nolanca family, and the city defense forces and the municipal government are also closely related to him. We don't have the ability to change the situation."

“But I heard,” Yalid said with a slight smile, “that an armory of the city garrison will be robbed tomorrow.”

Everyone's expressions changed.

“The city garrison will not cooperate with us. Even if you have the ability to steal weapons, you will not be able to escape their entire search. They have always had a close relationship with Nolanca.”

An elderly man in the crowd said.

"No one in this world would turn down money, please take note,"

Yalid gently shook his finger. "The city defense forces are close to the Nolanca Group, not the Nolanca family. They are just reciprocating the Nolanca Group's investment and don't care who controls the Nolanca Group."

He looked at the elderly people in the inner circle, "Right, fellow directors?"

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As dawn approached, not a single star could be seen in the sky, and the bright moon hid behind the clouds.

There seemed to be a misty fog in the air.

He Ao stretched his hand out of the car window, feeling the moist air.

"Master Wei'an, the fighter jets are about to arrive."

The old butler in front said softly.

"Ah."

He Ao withdrew his hand.

They are currently en route to the military airport in Kaya City.

Lina has already returned to her residence, and now only Heo and the old housekeeper are in the car.

As the two arrived at the Kaya military airport, a tremendous roar of machinery could be heard from the sky.

He Ao opened the car door and looked up at the sky.

A huge shadow appeared in the pitch-black night. It was long and slender, with a perfectly streamlined body and was entirely black.

If it weren't for Wei An's superior physical abilities and better eyesight, He Ao wouldn't even have been able to capture the complete form of the shadow flying in the sky.

It blended completely into the pitch-black night, as if it had never existed.

This is the Federation's A-23 intercity military transport aircraft, which possesses exceptional maneuverability and is equipped with a hidden 500mm laser cannon, capable of easily annihilating most low-level alien beasts in the wilderness.

This is the aircraft the FBI used to transport Kyle.

Compared to ordinary airships, it is obviously more powerful and reliable.

He Ao withdrew his gaze from the transport aircraft, looked at the brightly lit gate ahead, and slowly stepped inside.

The transport fighter jet in the sky opened its landing gear and slowly descended.

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Chapter 242 Kyle (Please add to your favorites, subscribe, and vote with monthly tickets)

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With a deafening roar, a huge gray-black iron cage fell from the sky.

Small transport robots rushed forward and lifted the entire iron cage.

As the iron cage was lifted, the scene inside was also illuminated by the lights.

A simple, jet-black steel-framed bed was welded to the inside of an iron cage, and a jet-black iron chair was welded to the side of the steel-framed bed.

On the iron chair sat an old man dressed in a dark yellow prison uniform.

His hair was gray, and his strong body was slightly hunched.

A set of silver and black restraint armor was placed on his body, with faint blue arcs of electricity emanating from it in the night, a special phenomenon that occurred when the magnetic restraint device was activated.

The powerful restraint armor firmly bound the old man to the iron chair, rendering him unable to move an inch.

One by one, FBI agents wearing auxiliary armor suits jumped out of the spaceship and landed on the ground.

Armed with portable laser guns, they followed the intelligent robot, escorting the iron cage and the elderly man deep into the airport.

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All personnel who have encountered Class C or higher alien beasts in the wilderness will be observed for a period of time in a special observation room at the airport upon entering the fortress city, in order to prevent them from being parasitized by some kind of terrifying monster.