92 Before The Meetup 1 (2/2)

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Same Saturday, a few hours ago...

On Clarissa's side.

It had already been four days since the mayor 'agreed' to help Clarissa corner the teleporter 'stalker'.

The fat Abenson guy commissioned a group comprised of terrific hackers to comb out the city for the target. He also threw an order to the whole Alina City Police to kill or detain this malefic juvenile criminal once spotted. Of course, most officers didn't know what this kid did to anger the government since his profile was labeled 'highly classified information'. However, since it was an order from above, they had no choice but to comply. The tragic thing was, they even had to compete or cooperate with the underworld people to look for the target.

Yet unfortunately, none of them ever saw the kid. Or even they saw him, he always managed to easily slip away.

This made Clarissa think that the last four days had been very stressful and unpleasant. She lost count of how many times her temper exploded ever since. She suspected that the enemy host's follow up missions had something to do with angering her to death because he never stopped sending him weird things and messages.

This morning, he even mind-controlled Aljur's subordinates, she didn't even know how and when he did. She just came to know when the mafia men just suddenly faced a wall at their hideout and started shooting out bullets on it until the said wall had holes and marks forming letters on it.

The message showed, ”Dear Clarissa, Howdy? I am currently feeding sharks at Ocean Paradise. It's really fun here! They're big and bit aggressive! It's really amazing and I feel like I should not enjoy this by myself. So how about you join me here? You can help me by being my bait, oops, I mean feeds, hahaha!”

When she received this message, she was already level-headed, thus, she did not flip out as she did on the first day. For the past few days that she never failed to get hateful messages like this, she already developed a bit of tolerance. It was only a bit, but at least she no longer threw tantrums and punched the wall out of anger... just as much as she did last Tuesday.

But of course, since she was given clues on the hateful brat's whereabouts, she brought a few of her men to Ocean Paradise, hell-bent on capturing the kid in order to personally torture and kill him.

Clarissa was a conceited woman. When dealing with enemies, she preferred to be the one with the upper hand. She also preferred to amuse herself first before killing off her enemies. She was the type of person who liked seeing her opponents dying of fear and agitation while she was up there, laughing in amusement.

However, precisely because Clarissa was egotistic that she could easily get provoked once her weakness was discovered by others. Obviously, she was someone who hated being attacked and having a weakness discovered meant being prone to someone else attacks.

And no, she wouldn't accept that! She was a person who usually does the striking, not the other way around!

So what if the other was a host a level or two higher than her? She would teach him that she was someone who never took a beating one-sidedly! She would show him that even a Level 4 Secondary Host could defeat a Level 5 or 6 Official Host!

After declaring this in mind, she started imagining every torture she would do to the kid once he fell into her hands.

Unfortunately an hour later, her fantasies shattered when their group did not even catch sight of the opponent's shadow.

She even received a notification about one of their casinos getting bombed! Also, it was not just any other casino, but her biggest and most profitable one!

The anger she felt back then clouded her reasoning, driving her to think that she could do everything just to get even with her attacker. In the end, she thought of the other host in the city who was related to a powerful non-host demon tycoon. Clarissa was so desperate for quick revenge that she considered maybe if she teams up with Sofony Mendez, they would be able to force that damnable kid to his death.

Hence, she sent that message.

In her mind, she never considered Sofony Mendez' not agreeing to her terms. After all, she had a bargaining chip the other would never be able to ignore. Whether Sofony Mendez wanted to or not, she would have no choice but team up with her and do her best to assist her in killing that annoying juvenile monster. Otherwise, Sofony would see what she least wanted.

About Sofony's non-host supporter, Clarissa also never considered him not getting confused by the latter half of her voice message. Since she had already done this to another host before, and that host's main supporter immediately reacted just as she expected, she thought that Gio Albarez would also do the same.

As long as the seed of doubts sprouted it would always be there, silently growing. In fact, even if it doesn't grow, it would still take root.

Then in case it fully blooms, that was when she's going to eliminate Sofony Mendez from their game. Of course, that would be after destroying the teleporter host.

And so she waited for the designated time.

Unfortunately, two hours before the meetup...