Chapter 462: When Marissa mentioned it was something very important, Xander was all ears, eager not to miss a detail.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"The Skytop Mansion is cut off from the world, unreachable by any road from below," Marissa explained. "The only way in is to parachute. It's also heavily fortified. Attacking it with just us two would be a challenge; we're going to need backup." "Absolutely!" Xander nodded vigorously. "Should I get us sbodyguards, Chief Instructor?" Marissa burst into laughter. "What kind of bodyguards could you possibly bring in? Do you think any hired guns would outperform the elite trainees from Doomsday Base?" Xander sheepishly shook his head. Doomsday Base was a legend in the global bodyguard industry. Its premier warriors, apart from King, Black Mallow, and Aelfric, were among the top trainees.
The guards Xander might recruit wouldn't hold a candle to Doomsday's best unless he somehow managed to engage loners like Black Snake and Lone Wolf. But such experts rarely, if ever, appeared on the open market.
Marissa gave him a look that said it all. “By the tyou've secured bodyguards, Clarissa may have gotten wind of our plan to storm Skytop Mansion. If she moves the file bag, what will we have left to target?" Your escape begins with ga In ov elsXander found himself at a loss. "I've already enlisted Marc and Terry to join us," Marissa added.
"Them?" Xander sneered disdainfully. "Chief Instructor, I strongly suggest we reconsider this idea! True, they were once the elite at Doomsday Base, but it seems they've lost their sharpness. Just a few days ago, I saw them looking utterly defeated and frail, as if a mere breeze could knock them over. Recruiting them for the assault on Skytop Mansion might just slow us down." As Xander finished, Marissa let out a laugh. "You're not wrong; they've definitely been underperforming." "Then why bring them into this operation, Chief Instructor?" "Their current state stems mostly from hunger and smalnutrition. Give them a good meal and stto recover, and they'll be back in form." "Hunger?" Xander blinked in disbelief. “Aren't they employed by Connor, earning over a million a year? How can they be starving?" "They've run into sfinancial issues recently, leaving them without enough for food," Marissa explained. "But no worries. I've just handed them 500 million to purchase meat and regain their strength." "500 million?" Xander's eyes widened with astonishment. His envy surged. Today, he had received 100 million as a reward for his excellent work, and he had been overjoyed all day. Yet here was the Chief Instructor, giving 500 million to Marc and Terry just for food? It felt tremendously unfair! Jealousy coursed through him, a wild torrent he couldn't restrain. He had always prided himself on being personally mentored by Black Mallow, certain that he was above the rest and that the Chief Instructor favored him above all. Yet, in a sudden revelation, he realized that the Chief Instructor's kindness extended broadly and that he might not be the favored one after all.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOverwhelmed by a sense of injustice, he couldn't help but sneer. "Chief Instructor, by giving them so much money for food, aren't you worried they'll eat themselves sick? It could really backfire." Marissa detected the sharp edge of envy in his voice and responded with a resigned smile. She calmly explained, "The 500 million is mainly to clear their debts and handle immediate troubles. Only a fraction of that is for food.
And even then, they can't afford the finest, certainly not enough to make them ill from overeating. You're in different position. As a distinguished young scion of the Hoffman family, you're free from financial worries.
The 100 million reward you received is yours to savor the finest foods and garments. Believe me, you're getting the best treatment from me.” At her words, Xander's spirits lifted, and he let out a chuckle. "Ha."
Marissa was amused and then added, "There's another important thing you need to hear, so please listen closely."