Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2484: Chapter 2322: Congratulations

Mexico.

Capital.

At this moment.

Looking at those jaw-dropping numbers in the news, many people gritted their teeth in hatred. The appearance of fruit wine brought down the livelihoods of countless people.

Too many people’s good days.

Gone in the blink of an eye.

The more they watched.

The angrier they got.

The more they thought.

The more infuriated they became. Each underworld force lost their biggest profit source, leaving only high-interest lending, extortion, or the flesh trade.

How bleak!

It was all created by Aikodu.

Hmph!

“The higher you jump, the harder you fall.” Some people cursed inwardly, firmly believing that one day, they would see Aikodu’s downfall due to ’jumping too high’.

They glanced north.

With complicated eyes.

Everyone said they were too close to the United States. At this moment, they could only hope that the United States would make a move and teach Aikodu a lesson. Take revenge for them.

In Mexico’s local circles.

It was always believed.

The reason the United States hadn’t acted was because they wanted to ’fatten the sheep’. They cried in their hearts, “Fed so fat, shouldn’t it be time to shear and eat the meat?”

Why haven’t they acted yet?

What are they waiting for?

Keep raising them.

The meat will turn to bone.

…

And at this moment.

In a slum area of Mexico City, in a room guarded by over a dozen people, faint laughter could be heard. The people outside shuddered involuntarily.

Damn it!

What is that lunatic howling about now?

Forget it.

Doesn’t concern them.

Their task is to stay here and protect the laboratory’s safety. Aside from them, over a hundred people were lurking nearby.

Each holding two weapons.

To ensure nothing goes wrong!

…

Inside.

A middle-aged man in a lab coat, with a joyful expression on his face, his mouth practically reaching his ears. After years of painstaking research and development, he succeeded.

Ha ha!

From now on.

Wealth.

Position.

Beauty.

Everything.

Would come flooding in.

“I’m truly a genius, haha!” Reflecting on his efforts over the years, he felt like crying, it was so difficult. But finally, he saw the dawn.

In his hands.

Was the culmination of his years of hard work.

Rejoicing!

“Bang!”

The main gate was pushed open, and a voice came through, “Congratulations.”

This remark.

Made the middle-aged man slightly startled; he hadn’t heard this voice before. As he turned his head, he was dumbfounded. The test tube in his hand clattered to the ground.

Shattered to pieces.

The liquid inside spilled all over the floor.

Only to see.

A group of people rushed in, holding weapons, wearing masks, clearly not good people. Although he wasn’t a good person either, he was still afraid of villains.

“Who are you?” the middle-aged man asked.

“Good people.”

The leader said with a faint smile.

As he finished speaking.

He saw a few of them carrying oil drums, pouring them everywhere in the laboratory. The sight made the middle-aged man’s eyes nearly pop out, thinking: Is this what good people do?

Immediately.

He chickened out.

Rush up?

Forget it.

Those lab equipment, though precious, would likely result in him being beaten. Besides, the most valuable thing in the lab was his brain.

The rest.

Was secondary.

“What do you want?”

“You.”

“…”

The middle-aged man’s mouth twitched.

Then.

The leader casually walked up, patted his shoulder, and said something bone-chilling, “Congratulations, you’ve won a lifetime in prison.”

Hearing this made him terrified.

So that’s what he was congratulating him for.

No!

He absolutely refused to accept such a fate; years of rational thinking told him it wasn’t shameful to be cowardly, “I’m willing to join you, give me a chance.”

“Okay.”

In an instant.

The middle-aged man was enveloped in darkness.

A flash of light.

The intruders disappeared. Then a fire erupted in the lab, burning everything to ashes. Outside, people lay all over the ground.

Soon.

A large number of people rushed over.

“Who?”

“Who exactly? Where is Aikodu?”

Only roars remained by the fire.

…

“Slap!”

A slap.

Aikodu suddenly awoke, and what greeted him was a circle of unfamiliar faces. The smell was obvious; he was under the watchful eye of a group of people.

Huh!

The sky?

Could it be.

He was really caught by the Mexican authorities and thrown into prison? But even so, wouldn’t there be a trial before being sent to serve time?

However.

The skin tones here are too diverse.

“Hey, newbie.”

“Stunned?”

“Haha, probably hasn’t come to his senses yet.”

“Poor guy.”

“Aren’t we all?”

“…”

A group of people.

Chattering away, teasing each other. A burly black man grabbed his collar and lifted him straight up, “Why are you here?”

“Huh?”

“I’m asking you.”

“I don’t know,” Aikodu said fearfully.

“Ha!”

The surrounding people clearly didn’t believe him, as anyone who ended up here had committed ’not small’ crimes. It seemed he hadn’t woken up to reality.

Releasing the collar.

Putting him down.

Just about to continue questioning.

“Aikodu?” Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his ear. Aikodu turned his head, shocked to see an old acquaintance.

However.

They worked for different companies.

And.

Hadn’t contacted each other in over a year.

“Why are you here?” Aikodu asked in surprise.

Hearing this.

The person smiled wryly.

“Did something bad.”

“What?”

“Created a highly destructive virus.”

“Huh?”

Aikodu was stunned; this person was indeed a virus expert, previously employed by a pharmaceutical company, about which he wasn’t sure of its legitimacy.

Grabbed for this?

But.

The person wasn’t in Mexico! They’ve been conducting research in Canada, so how did they end up in the same prison?

“Did you create something destructive too?” the person asked.

“Well…”

Aikodu hesitated.

“It’s nothing to hide; just being here, even if you created a doomsday virus, I wouldn’t be surprised,” the person scoffed after a year of coping.

Totally disillusioned.

He realized.

He wasn’t anything special; there were too many lunatics here, and the things developed were increasingly impressive. He was only average.

Of course.

The most impressive were those who captured them.

Mysterious.

Powerful.

He even suspected it might be a global organization formed to tackle ’human threats’, and it seemed very likely.

Otherwise.

How could they be so formidable?

Moreover.

They had no interest in their scientific achievements, which evidently proved his assumption.

“I… developed a biological agent that breaks the neural inhibition of fruit wine on stimulant substances, but it was just completed.”

“Then they captured me.”

After speaking.

He expected to ’harvest’ some amazement.

Unexpectedly.

The surrounding people’s reactions were rather indifferent, his acquaintance just looked enlightened, that’s it, “You’re not impressed?”

Aikodu was a bit overwhelmed.

Currently.

It’s a global rarity! This reaction was too hurtful.

Only.

There was even crueler news.

The acquaintance smiled, “It’s nothing, you’re neither the first to develop it nor the first to be captured for it in this prison.”

“To my knowledge.”

“You.”

“Can only rank after… fifth place.”