He leaned forward, his eyes glinting with lust and arrogance. "But I'm still willing to help you. With the same condition... oh, but I'm raising the offer. Now you have to accompany me for two weeks.""Two weeks?!" Ratih asked. "Earlier you said one week!""That was before Nayla made me go to the trouble of chasing her to two other places," Benji answered casually. "Consider this compensation for my time and effort."Nayla felt her body trembling upon hearing that—whether from anger or from a sense of helplessness. She had tried all available options, and all had failed because of this bastard in front of her.'Kevin...' Nayla's thoughts suddenly drifted to her fiancé. 'Kevin can surely help me. Kevin surely knows how to deal with someone like this.'Without further hesitation, Nayla took out her phone and called Kevin."What are you doing?" Benji asked in an amused tone as he watched Nayla call someone.Nayla didn't answer. She waited with a pounding heart until the call connected."

"Tell me more about this team," Kevin said in a more serious tone.Revo nodded. "This team is a joint project between the nation of Tanawangko and the nation of Naga. Most of its members are scientists from our country, but the team leader is a professor from the nation of Naga named Professor Lin Wei.""What is the goal of their project?""According to them, the main goal is to develop nuclear technology for safer and more efficient power plants. But..." Revo bit his lip. "I am not stupid, Brother. I know that nuclear technology for power plants and nuclear technology for weapons are not very different. If that formula can truly produce nuclear energy far stronger than what exists now..."Kevin finished Revo's sentence. "Then that formula could also be used to make far more devastating nuclear weapons."Revo nodded with a pale face. "That is what worries me, Brother. I really want to join this team. Becoming a nuclear scientist has been my dream since childhood. But I am also afraid.

He walked with calm steps but with an aura full of menace. His eyes, usually warm, were now as cold as ice, fixed directly on Brandon Thomson."You just slapped my fiancée," Kevin said in a flat voice but full of unspoken threat.Brandon looked at the Asian man standing before him with a dismissive expression. "So what? She touched me first. She got what she deserved.""Who are you?" Kevin asked. "Tell me about yourself and your family. I want to know what makes you feel entitled to treat other people like trash."Brandon laughed. "You want to know who I am? Fine, I will tell you."He puffed out his chest with pure arrogance. "I am Brandon Thomson, heir to Thomson Industries, one of the largest pharmaceutical conglomerates in America. My father is Richard Thomson, a billionaire who has dinner with presidents and kings. My mother is a former supermodel who is now a fashion icon. My family has connections with the CIA, the FBI, the Pentagon. We own politicians, we own media companies, w

But before Revo could open his mouth, Kevin touched his arm gently, signaling him to stay quiet."Thank you for... your concerns," Kevin spoke for the first time since the meeting began. His voice was calm and showed not the slightest hint of offense. "I understand that you all have very impressive backgrounds. MIT, CNNC... those are highly respected institutions."He smiled faintly. "But I am curious about something. Since you two are experts in the nuclear field, perhaps you could explain some basic concepts to me? As a layman, I would like to learn from the best."Bejo and Bagas exchanged glances with smirks. This was an opportunity to show their superiority."Of course," Bejo said in a know it all tone. "What basic concept would you like to know?""Let us start with something simple," Kevin said. "Explain to me the process of nuclear fission and how energy is produced from that reaction."Bejo chuckled. "A high school level question. Alright, let me explain it in a way a layman ca

Tonight, Kevin had just left the nuclear research building when his phone rang. Findra's name appeared on the screen."Hello, Findra?""Kevin!" Findra's voice sounded anxious from the other end. "Can you come to my house now? There is something important. Rifan... my little brother... he has been experiencing something strange."Kevin immediately became alert. "Rifan? What happened to him?""I cannot explain it over the phone. Please just come. This... this is very important.""Alright. I will be there soon."Kevin ended the call and hurried toward his car, a black mid sized sedan he had just bought a few weeks ago. He actually did not really need a car. As a high level cultivator, he could move much faster using his own abilities. But Windy insisted that he should have a vehicle like a normal person, so as not to attract unnecessary attention."If you keep walking everywhere or suddenly appearing out of nowhere, people will start to get suspicious," Windy had once said in a half joki