America: Starting with Daily Intelligence

Chapter 377 The Butterfly Effect

The next day, early in the morning.

Zhang Ailun woke up from his sleep, stretched, turned his head to look at the empty bed, and felt a little listless, as if he had drunk fake alcohol.

I took out my phone and checked the intelligence system. It was still showing an update status. I got up, sat on the edge of the bed, poured myself a glass of cold water, drank it all in one gulp, and briefly recalled yesterday's somewhat crazy and exciting experience.

I first learned some English from a few acquaintances, and as soon as I went out, I ran into a beautiful woman who invited me to go swimming. I played games with her sisters in the pool for a while, and then drove around the island and watched the fireworks display.

Then, I enjoyed a late-night snack in the early hours of the morning. After most of the guests had left, I felt a bit tired, so I simply went back to my room to rest.

After drinking a glass of cold water, Zhang Ailun felt better and his mind cleared up. He picked up his clothes from the bedside table to put them on, but suddenly felt pain in his shoulders and back.

I quickly looked in the mirror and found several hickeys and nail marks on my body, all left by different English teachers. I couldn't help but gasp.

These are all medals left by the English teachers for the leader! I didn't feel anything yesterday because I was drunk, but I didn't expect it to be so obvious now!

I have been ruined by wine and women, and now I look so haggard.

From this day forward, I must abstain from alcohol!

The leader immediately made a painful decision and decided to abstain from alcohol for the next few days. He put on his clothes, went into the bathroom to wash his face, and then walked out of the private room.

As soon as I stepped outside, I felt the fresh air and the sunny weather on the island. I also saw that Bailey was already up.

The other person seemed to be in good spirits, unaffected by staying up all night the previous night. He was standing in the lobby, chatting and laughing with a pretty and well-proportioned waitress. He was also helping her wipe the table and set the plates, showing great attentiveness.

As someone with experience, the Grand Master could tell at a glance what kind of wicked thoughts he was up to.

However, he didn't pay much attention to it and just walked over to wave and greet the two of them.

Pele turned around and saw that the Grand Master was already up, so he quickly replied, "Good morning, boss, you're awake?"

"Well, how did you sleep last night? What time did you go to bed? I don't think I saw you at all in the latter half of last night." Zhang Ailun nodded and sat down on the sofa in the living room to ask.

Upon hearing this, Pele glanced at the waitress beside him and hesitated for a moment.

The waitress remained calm, but thoughtfully asked the leader if he wanted some morning tea. Zhang Ailun accepted the menu, glanced at it, ordered a few snacks and milk tea, and politely thanked her.

"Mr. Jin, please wait a moment. I'll go and have the chef prepare breakfast right away." The waitress took the menu and immediately turned to leave to run her errand.

Watching the other person leave, Pelé seemed to be longing for them, reluctant to part.

Zhang Ailun immediately banged on the table and criticized, "Hey, snap out of it! What are you looking at? Your eyes are practically glued to someone's butt!"

Bailey scratched his head a little embarrassedly and replied, "Boss, weren't you partying with those rich women last night? I couldn't join in your big boss parties, so I just wandered around. You know, a few new waitresses have recently joined the island, and they're all top graduates from prestigious universities! That was her just now, her name is Leah. I met her, and I didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic and proactive towards me. We chatted for a long time last night, drank a bit too much, and then... we went back to our room to rest."

Zhang Ailun smiled and said, "So that's how it is."

Seeing Bailey's restrained demeanor, he immediately reassured him, "Don't be so embarrassed. I brought you to the island to have fun and relax. You had a relationship with that girl earlier, but she didn't say anything, did she?"

"The key point is that she said she has a boyfriend. Her boyfriend works on the island."

Bailey immediately dropped a bombshell, saying somewhat awkwardly, "She came to the island to work in order to meet her boyfriend, but she didn't expect her boyfriend to be a bit fickle and want to break up with her. They had a fight and started giving each other the cold shoulder, and that's how she met me."

Bailey was speechless. "I only found out about these things after I got to know her. At first, I just thought she was pretty and had a good figure, and we got along very well. I never expected that she was just using me as a backup and an emotional dumping ground."

Zhang Ailun was also a little surprised when he heard this, but the Grand Master had seen many such things and it wasn't anything unusual for him.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "It's okay. Her boyfriend definitely won't care about these little things. If he had to choose between feelings and money, he would definitely choose money. The relationship between you two was consensual. If she doesn't plan to break up, then just try not to contact her again."

If the other party still wants to maintain the relationship, it's too simple: just keep in touch! No initiative, no responsibility.

To be honest, the Grand Master is very familiar with this tactic.

"That's what I thought too. But she really reminds me of my first love. She's different from other girls... The moment I saw her, I felt she was perfect for me." Bailey was very distressed, looking completely smitten.

The Grand Master also found it difficult to comment on this and was too lazy to pay any more attention to him. "You're just a typical case of lusting after someone's body. It's just a passing fancy. You'll get tired of it in a few days."

"Boss, I think you're wrong!" Bailey immediately wanted to retort angrily.

"Oh right, you're absolutely right. Do as you please. I'm not an expert on matters of the heart. Maybe when we get back I can help you find a psychologist to see. Or you can ask Sieg for help." Zhang Ailun waved his hand, choosing not to argue with him any further.

"A therapist who charges thousands of dollars for a few minutes? I think painkillers are a much better deal!" Bailey immediately complained, adding, "And what's the point of seeing Sieg?"

"I'll have him find a few people to lock you in a dark room and beat you up," Zhang Ailun said calmly. "If once isn't enough, then twice. You'll eventually come to your senses."

"..."

Bailey was startled and immediately felt that his illness had been cured.

He quickly replied, "No need, boss, I'm healthy again!"

"Okay." Zhang Ailun nodded in satisfaction.

Why not just do it this way? You had to put on such a pretentious act in front of the Grand Master; you really didn't hit him hard enough.

After a while, the waitress brought over breakfast, and there was quite a lot of food prepared. Zhang Ailun simply asked Bailey to sit down and have some. After severing all emotional ties, Bailey did not refuse and sat down to enjoy the breakfast carefully prepared by the island's chef. The taste was also very good.

During this time, Zhang Ailun also took out the remote control and turned on the TV to watch the morning news for a while. The female news anchor on the news channel also mentioned news about Solo Island.

Zhang Ailun stopped watching the channel out of curiosity and, sure enough, saw footage of a reporter interviewing someone, as well as a first-person perspective video.

The footage shows many places familiar to the Grand Master, including Assad's palaces, bars, dance halls, vaults, and various luxurious facilities. It also includes footage of some underwater soldiers, fugitives, rescued underage children, and women from the island's harem being interviewed.

Unlike the deeply repentant underwater soldiers and related personnel, the women in the harem were dissatisfied and appeared full of resentment during interviews, because their biggest financial support had collapsed so inexplicably.

"According to our in-depth interviews, Soro Island is an island located in the Caribbean Sea and is the private property of Haitian General Assad. He purchased the island in 1995 and increased investment in its development. It took several years to reach its current scale and luxurious facilities. According to information provided by experts on site and the organizations behind the scenes, the astronomical figure of at least $3-7 million was invested from development to completion!"

"Haiti is a country ruled by a black government and is incredibly economically backward. It's thought-provoking that such an impoverished nation could have nurtured such a greedy and cunning behemoth. During his rule, Assad not only wantonly plundered the national treasury but also secretly murdered Haitian political enemies and rivals. He kidnapped the wives and daughters of these rivals, imprisoning them on his island, subjecting them to indecent assault and sexual abuse, resulting in their pregnancies and the birth of three children. He recruited other outlaws and international fugitives to work for him, engaging in illicit activities such as the production and cultivation of drugs and herbs, human trafficking, organ transplantation, and the sale of underage children…"

Bailey watched as the news anchor on the news channel relentlessly recounted Assad's atrocities. The footage showed Assad, his head covered, being carried on a stretcher onto a plane. His crimes were classified as those of an international terrorist. Haitian officials issued a statement dismissing Assad, stripping him of his general title, and handing him over to international authorities for military trial in accordance with the law.

They were all dumbfounded. "This guy is so rich? He has so many women in his harem? And he's had relationships with so many models and celebrities? He's been locked up, and yet so many people still can't forget him?"

I couldn't help but feel a little envious. "That old Deng is really amazing."

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"Have you ever seen a drug lord who is poor?" Zhang Ailun scoffed. "If you have the money to support so many mistresses, and suddenly someone cuts off your source of income, they will miss you."

"How did such a notorious local tyrant get taken down? The ACR organization, wasn't it the one we beat up a while ago? How could they have such ability?" Bailey was a little confused.

"A portion of your prize money goes to the island," Zhang Ailun replied.

Pele suddenly realized.

After finishing his breakfast, Zhang Ailun sat on the sofa with his milk tea to rest. He took out his phone to search for other news and browsed international forums and websites.

As expected, the Soro Island incident was being discussed not only in North and South America, but also in the Asia-Pacific region and Europe. Fueled by the ACR organization, the issue quickly gained momentum, spreading like wildfire! Its impact was no less than that of Little St. James Island, and perhaps even greater after more details emerged!

The Grand Master glanced at the other platforms and suddenly spotted a familiar name. Upon clicking on it, he found a well-known blogger ranting and raving, calling out various island owners and revealing all sorts of "hidden" world rules and extravagant lifestyles to grab attention. Among them was even the name of Jehovah Island, including himself, the current island owner.

Using the controversy and influence surrounding Solo Island, the other party expressed their views, using resentment towards the rich as a basis to attract the attention and traffic of the poor. They also listed several islands, emphasizing that these islands were evil islands of the same nature as Little St. James Island and Solo Island, and were lawless places for the rich.

The blogger also said that he made a decision that went against his ancestors' wishes, taking a huge risk to expose the list of these islands. After offending the rich, he might even be assassinated and his post might be blocked and taken down.

Therefore, it is necessary to support the blogger by subscribing to and bookmarking their content.

You kid... you must have had some special training, right?

Besides Jehovah Island, the list of islands also includes other islands worth over 100 million, such as a "collector's island." I wonder if this guy is a truly skilled hacker or just pieced together news information found online.

Zhang Ailun also saw that many netizens who had been provoked by the post had gone too far and posted videos of themselves holding guns, saying that they were going to go to the island to hunt down the rich people, to become a modern-day Batman, and to rid the world of evil.

There were even a bunch of hot-tempered guys following the trend, and some even said they had been to Jehovah Island, which was indeed a den of iniquity and a human testing ground. The island owner was no good either and should be executed by having his skin peeled off and tendons pulled out!

He would have to pay $1 to continue risking disclosures.

No. Dude!

Are these people just bored and have nothing better to do?

The Grand Master was a bit annoyed. He hadn't expected that the butterfly effect triggered by Solo Island would lead those lunatics to think about taking revenge on all the other island lords. These people really had bizarre ideas.

However, there is one thing that guy was right about.

Private islands are expensive, and the owners are all incredibly wealthy and powerful. The lifestyle on those islands is something the poor can only dream of, and the money they acquire is often questionable. It wouldn't be a loss if those people were either out of their minds or killed along the way, like those two old men, Prien and Madison. But the Grand Master is completely innocent!

Priyan Jehovah Island wasn't exactly a respectable place before, but now the other side is all dead, and the island's owner has long since changed. Your intelligence system is terrible! It's way behind the times.

Zhang Ailun muttered to himself for a moment, then stopped caring. Those people were just talking big. Even if they really planned to swim to Jehovah's Island with bombs and weapons to take revenge on the island's owner, they would be discovered by security personnel before they even got close. There was no need to worry at all.

Even on Collection Island, which has the weakest defenses, they can't get up there. Even if they do, they'll either be expelled or accused of theft, and if convicted, they'll be imprisoned for decades.

The leader was much kinder; he wouldn't send them to prison, but would only detain them and make them do manual labor.

Zhang Ailun left the forum's focus and began browsing and searching for other news.

Shortly after, Blitz sent him a message. When he opened it, he found that it was news about plane crashes and car accidents.

Blitz: This is the news you asked me to search for: a plane crash in Clark County, Las Vegas, and a traffic accident at a traffic light in the next city where the driver was crushed to pieces by an out-of-control truck. The traffic light camera happened to be broken and didn't record anything, and there was no one on the truck.

Blitz: The driver was later found and detained by the police for investigation. It turned out to be an accident caused by the driver getting out of the car to meet a prostitute on the street and forgetting to release the handbrake. However, these incidents didn't trend on social media and didn't receive much attention. Perhaps this information will be helpful to you!

Zhang Ailun: I understand.

(End of this chapter)