Later down the day and over to Leon, he entered a dimly lit room not located at the mansion. He could see the silhouettes of three people.

What are they even doing?

He immediately switched on the lights, and he could now clearly make out the scene in front of him. There were two people, a man and a woman, both wearing similar uniform as Leon, standing in front of a severely injured man, whose collar was being gripped by the first woman. The man being held was covered in blood, had numerous bruises on his face, and even had a black eye.

"Charlotte? Nolan? What are you guys doing?" Leon asked, understandably puzzled.

"This guy didn't want to pay his dues. So we're teaching him a lesson." Charlotte answered. Charlotte was a woman of slightly above-average height. She had brown eyes and short hair styled in a mullet with v-cut bangs.

There was blood on her knuckles.

"Don't worry, I wasn't planning on killing this guy," Charlotte said as she threw him to the ground.

"We'll just sell whatever property's in his house," Nolan added. He was quite tall and had straight, mid-length black hair. "So, what's up, Leon?"

"Well, Ada visited earlier today," Leon responded. Instantly, a look of surprise filled their faces.

"What!? Ada visited?" Charlotte loudly inquired. "Why didn't you call us if she came then!?"

"You guys were busy with...that person, I guess," Leon responded. In anger, Nolan kicked the man across the face.

"Damn this bastard! He took up our time!"

The man seemed to be saying something but was too weak and injured for his voice to be audible.

"So, what did Ada talk about when she visited?" Charlotte asked. Leon responded by explaining Ada's proposition of them taking advantage of the chaos in society now to get more money. He also told them about Olivia, who was supposedly good with poisons and would help them in the long run.

"I see, like always, Ada is thinking about us," Charlotte said. "I have no problems with carrying out that plan."

"Yeah, we have to mobilize our men for this," Nolan added.

"Yes, let's do this quickly, guys. It's all for Ada's sake," Leon remarked.

With that said, they left the room.

"You deserve to be stuck here for taking up our time when we could have seen Ada after so long." Charlotte coldly said before locking the door behind her. They made their way back to the mansion.

"So, how's your leg, Frank?" Leon asked. He, along with Charlotte and Nolan, had met up with Frank, who was lying in a bed. Frank had black eyes and hair styled in a low fade, with neat facial hair.

"Tch, you didn't have to shoot me...it hurt like hell!" Frank expressed.

"Well, you shouldn't have tried to attack the friend of Ada."

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"What!? You tried to attack a friend of Ada!?" Charlotte looked at him with a surprised expression.

"C'mon...Olivia, or whatever her name is, deserved it. Remember when we watched the news, and they spoke about her? Didn't our Ada somehow get labeled as an accessory to murder when that bitch killed those students?" Frank explained. "They even called Ada a 'cult leader' for manipulating people like that bitch Olivia to kill people, which is something our Ada would never do!"

"Yes, that's true, but that doesn't mean you can go around and attack someone Ada had already forgiven and made friends with. Besides, Ada probably sees something in her." Leon countered.

"Sigh, whatever." Frank relented.

"But anyways, heal up fast, Frank."

"Huh, did something happen?" He asked.

"Yeah, we're gonna make some cash," Nolan answered.

* * *

Back at the warehouse, the party members all returned and relaxed.

"So, what have you guys done so far to mess with the cops and shit?" Zack asked.

"Oh yeah! Olivia and I went to meet some of my old friends! They'll soon cause some trouble for law enforcement by committing some crimes!" Ada enthusiastically said.

"Wow, awesome! It must be nice to have some friends like that, Ada!" Zack said as he was clapping excessively.

"Oh! I wonder if some of them are strong?" Charles asked.

"The stronger they are, the better. While they increase the workload of the military and whatever, I can have more chances of slaughtering buggers!" Jack added. "Nice work, 'leader'."

Ada relished in the compliments and praise, but Nathan seemed very skeptical.

Why does anything that comes out of Ada's mouth, I can't seem to trust?

"Speaking of strong guys, I ran into a super soldier earlier today," Jack said. "She was spouting nonsense about wanting revenge for us killing those two comrades of hers."

Oh boy.

"Wait, really!?" Charles interjected. "Then why didn't you call me? You know how bored I am because I haven't gotten to fight anyone strong in so long!?"

"Calm down, mate, it's not that serious," Jack responded. "She was probably weak anyways, but if you want to fight her, you can find her because I didn't bother attacking her."

"I wonder, how strong are super soldiers anyways?" Zack asked.

"I'm glad you asked, Zack!" The developer said, instantly appearing as his usual 'audio only' on-screen. "I have just the explanation for that question."

I wanted to hear about these super soldiers and their level of strength, so I could know what I'm gonna deal with in the long run, and how to properly use my inventory against them.

"So before I explain, you guys should understand what these super soldiers are. Basically, they were normal soldiers experimented on to increase their bodies beyond the normal means a human can achieve through strength training. It's a pretty tortuous process, and a lot of humans that undergo it die in the process. If they survive, however, they'll become war machines capable of beating people like you who were gifted powers, or blessed individuals in other words. Those war machines form what is known as the Anti-Blessed Malefactor Corps."

Does that mean all of us here have powers? Nathan asked himself. I guess that would make sense...

"Most super soldiers can easily defeat dozens of normal humans in a fight with their bare hands. But depending on how many enhancements they receive to their bodies, some of the strongest ones there can destroy entire city blocks with their strength alone. Sounds like an awesome fight? Right, guys!?"

"What the hell? City blocks!?" Nathan asked, his face dripping with surprise. "How the hell am I supposed to beat guys that can destroy city blocks!?"

"Don't worry, Nathan! The one who'll be fighting those guys will be me!" Charles declared, clearly looking excited.

Ah, oh yeah. I don't have to fight those guys. Hopefully, Jack and Charles will be enough, but fighting super soldiers that can take dozens of men still does not sound doable! Maybe if I use my storage ability to the best of my capabilities, but how long will that even sustain?

"No need to thank me for giving you guys that information. Make sure you do your best to get rid of them!"

"Wait, I have a question," Nathan asked.

"Yeah, sure. Ask away!"

"Since you know so much about super soldiers, do you know how much there are anyways?"

"Well, last I checked, there were over two thousand of them."

Two thousand!? There are two thousand people like those super soldiers we fought at the hotel!?

"Also, the reason I know that much about super soldiers, Nathan...well, never mind."

"Huh?" Nathan asked with a puzzled expression.

"Well, gotta go, guys. Your developer is a busy man after all! Have fun tearing society down!" He said before disconnecting the communication.

What was he going to say?