THE REBIRTH OF A GENIUS. CREATOR/DESTROYER

Chapters 210. Make Storms

After Patrick left, Sam sat quietly thinking about something. Philip and Jack looked at her looking at her expression.

"I have something to tell you." Sam finally said after an hour.

The other three people looked at him, waiting for him to finish.

"I'll be a bigger target than you can imagine."

"What do you mean?" Philip asked.

"It has something to do with that guy's visit."

"About the Garden?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"But what's the problem? I think you think too much about Sam. Even if they can't get your designs, they can still use the help of formation towers and inscriptions. They can still think about it. I think that's why they just put a low price on the design" Philip said.

"It's not that simple. Do you think I'll let the core of the project that could leave me hundreds of billions in the long run open?

Do you really think, if they can figure things out easily, they will come and ask me? Do you think if they were able to create it, they would have actually waited this long, six whole months after I started the Garden to build it?"

"What do you mean?"

"From what I understand, they've tried to build the Garden, but they've failed to reach the same level of admiration from it."

"Why did that happen? Doesn't that just add some tests and challenges? No offense, your idea is good, but if there's enough energy and brains, I think they can mimic it."

"That's where you're wrong, Philip. They can make the Garden, I do not deny it, but they are not able to replicate it, because there is more to it than anyone can see in the garden. I am the creator of Philip; I will not let others imitate my creations so easily.

My design is what gives the Park the appeal and appeal it has. If they cannot imitate it, standards will not be met and people who have seen the beauty of the Garden, will not be able to settle for anything subpar.

Simply put, if they cannot replicate my Garden, it will not be good enough, but if they do, they will destroy it themselves. The garden I created as a whole was an unstable formation where, a formation that stabilized it was laid.

This was something that the three tower heads were unaware of, so the information that the people in this capital had obtained was incomplete. They wanted my design and help if they wanted a successful garden, otherwise it would collapse."

Jack and Philip were shocked. They had not expected Sam to make such serious preparations, just so that he could stop others from using them. It's just that Watt wasn't surprised, he was brainwashed that Sam could do anything.

Sam looked at the surprised expression and waited for the news to sink in.

Jack asked after that brief silence.

"Isn't that simple, if they just made a deal with you? Just like the head of the tower before."

"If it were that simple.

Jack, I'll tell you a story.

There was a king, who loved his wife so much that he would do anything for her. She loved him more than her kingdom, her children and all the other empresses.

Due to health issues, his wife died before him and he wanted the whole world to remember her even in death, so he hired the greatest craftsmen the kingdom could offer and made them build a monument as his grave with the whitest stone.

He was fascinated by the result; the monument was the best of its kind. Not many things can match its beauty.

He gave land, wealth, titles, awards to craftsmen and the thousands of workers who worked for it, but then he thought, 'what if the greatest monument, which he gave to his dead wife, is, surpassed?' 'What if his wife's memento won't stay the best forever?'"

Sam stopped and looked at the curious three and said slowly.

"He didn't want that result, so he massacred artisans and workers, killing people who might be able to make a much better monument than that."

All three surprised.

Sam continued.

"That's how the human mind is, there's a storm emerging out there. The people who want to get this project do not want anything else similar to the one that appears. That Patrick didn't come here to buy, he's here to see his reaction.

Roughly, the big heroes of the capital who are considered to be at the top of this food chain, will forge a partnership with a teenager?

If my guess is correct, the four tower heads and there might even be someone from the imperial family, have already seen this and they want this only in their hands. It is impossible for them to let the person who knows all the loopholes, in their system be free."

"Are you sure? Imperial family? Then they can just kill you and it will end, even if you are able, if you are completed by the entire empire, you will not be able to fight back."

Philip said confusedly.

Sam just smiled and shook his head.

"I can't explain this, but they can't kill me. After all, do you think the imperial family will let hundreds of billions escape? If I were to be left alone and start the Garden in every Dukedom and also around the imperial capital, in two decades, I would be richer than the imperial family.

Do you think they'll just let it go? If my guess wasn't wrong, Patrick would have reported his father by now.

Starting tomorrow, we will not take any missions, we will focus on the hidden cards. I'll give you a location and you'll take a card, if it's not in someone's hand, we don't even have to do that, I've got a way to get it easily.

But remember, you will be targeted by all candidates, their subordinates, hired thugs, assassins, those four towers, honey traps, even the city guards will give you a hard time.

It will be a real nightmare; you will experience oppression that is hundreds of times higher than the previous time in the southern star.

You cannot be killed, but you will be mentally tortured.

If you take on a mission, someone will steal it, you will become the target of a group of candidates, you will see the real influence of the four professions and the imperial family completely.

Simply put, we're against the whole city."

As soon as he said that, he saw Philip lowering his head.

"Why am I friends with a guy like you?" Philip shouted while pointing at Sam.

Sam raised an eyebrow and said.

"I'm not the one who shamelessly clings to you and lives in your house shamelessly for days."

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it again. What's your plan now?"

"Not by much, the first thing is to pay attention to the target, I need to know who the key role is targeting us, then we can take some precautions, leave your card with me, leave your card with me, and go to the place I give you every morning. Staying together if possible, even though they will target us, the pressure will grow on us gradually, so we can get used to the situation gradually as well.

Always bring all five of your cards to the field. If you are in an emergency, just discard your cards with the lowest points and leave. We should thank the system that there is no possible way to get info on how many cards a person has.

So, use them as a lifeline, if you are fighting, beat the opponent as fast as possible or run as fast as possible. Try to escape, just don't fight with many opponents, even if you're sure you're going to win."

"Why don't we take it now? Why don't we take the first step?" ask Jack.

"Then we will be surrounded by all the enemies at the same time. If they get the slightest premonition of a threat, the whole gang will mess with us.

It is a good thing that we are in this competition, if not on the day we enter the capital, I will be arrested. Now, the rules of this competition are the only thing holding us and them back at the same time.

Prepare mentally because it will be very tiring."

"Wait, what would you do if we were going to collect those cards? Are you just gonna stay here?" Philip asked from behind.

"No, I will guard the house, there will be some people who come here to sneak in or set traps, if I go this will be the most dangerous place for us. We can't get out of this place right now, if we do. So, we will not be able to obtain another residence except land for the candidates that is no less than hell.

And, I have to get into hardware mode a little bit, since we are fighting in the city, I will show you the war version of my city. From tomorrow, you will train with me in a special place. The last week before the competition ends, we will devour all the storms that will hit us. Until then, hold on."

At the same time, on the uppermost floor of the artisan tower.

Patrick had just told everything to the head of the tower and the latter was thinking hard.

"You're sure, he immediately threatened their lives with no visible expression?"

"Yes, dad. That kid is so arrogant."

For this, the man did not reply and only muttered.

"The man was interesting, how could he be so calm when his masterpieces and expert ideas and designs were valued so small, a normal young man would turn the table around and kick Patrick's ass."

His voice was so low that Patrick did not hear it clearly.

"Dad, that person was very arrogant. How dare he reject that proposal? Why don't we just attack him?"

*Plak*

A loud slap landed on Patrick's face and the head of the tower said to his suffering son.

"You're twenty-two and Pseudo Rank 4, weapons craftsman. He is at most eighteen years old, he is a rank 6 master craftsman, which is equal to my rank, formation master and rank 3 inscription, he is, that was only limited by cultivation and Rank 3 in the other two crafts.

Yet you have the guts to say he's arrogant? If anyone has the right to be arrogant, it's him. Remember, Patrick, you can hate someone, but you have to respect a man's ability if you see him. Everything you have is given to you because of me, your father who is a rank 6 craftsman, but he got it from the beginning.

He himself, obtained all of this with his ability.

You ask me, why don't we attack him, because he's not as stupid as you are, he's really a genius. Once we are strong, he will be on his guard and he will leave this kingdom, with his abilities, he will come back and take our lives like picking up weeds in the fields. Remember, not only do we need his design, we have to make sure that once we get it, he will not be able to repay us. He should at least become helpless and desperate, even if it was impossible to kill him, he would have to die emotionally and mentally.

Don't act impulsively and ruin this plan, otherwise even I can't save you from Nathan."

When the father lectured his son, he did not see a little mouse in the far corner of the room, hiding in the shadows, listening to everything.

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