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Emergency Collateral

Now, this is our chance! Qoriski, destroy the machine's control panel! Citra, hold off those robots!" I ordered quickly.

Qoriski wasted no time. He ran toward the control panel filled with glowing cables. With one hammer blow full of rage, the panel exploded, emitting static sparks that killed the giant grinding machine.

"SUCKS TO BE YOU, EVIL MACHINE!" Qoriski shouted with satisfaction.

"Hey! You destroyed company property?!" X-Ray was furious, he raised his hand and suddenly all the emotion orbs in the room began to vibrate violently. "If you turn off the machine, these emotions will explode because they have no container! Do you want to be responsible if all of hell gets hit by an explosion of happiness?!"

"What?! Explode?!" Qoriski immediately turned pale. "Mas Freza, what do we do?! Are we gonna die from laughing too much?!"

"I... I have to channel the emotions somewhere!" I panicked, searching for a container on my system screen. "Damn, my storage capacity isn't enough! Qoriski, do you have any empty space in your memory?!"

"No way, Mas! My memory is just a list of motorcycle installments and good instant noodle recipes!" Qoriski replied while continuing to dodge small explosions of light orbs.

"Citra?!"

"I'm full too! My security system is busy holding off a virus attack from X-Ray!" Citra shouted.

The emotion orbs began to shatter one by one, releasing light that filled the entire room. Freza felt his soul being pressured by thousands of foreign feelings forced into his mind. Sadness, joy, hate, and longing mixed together, making him nearly lose consciousness.

"Damn... if this keeps up, we're all going to overload..." I muttered while holding onto the leg of a metal table.

"Freza, use your father's clipboard!" the voice of the man at the gate was heard again, this time from behind me.

"What?! This clipboard?!" I looked at the black metal object still lying near the door.

"It's not just a clipboard. It is an 'Infinite Accounts Receivable Container'. Use it to hold those emotions as collateral for the Consortium's debt!"

Without thinking twice, Freza grabbed the clipboard and held it high in the air. He activated the skill 'Balance Sheet Audit' with maximum power, directing the entire flow of exploding emotion light toward the black clipboard.

"IMMEDIATELY TRANSFER ALL ASSETS INTO EMERGENCY COLLATERAL!" I shouted with a thundering voice.

Thousands of light orbs were sucked into the clipboard, creating a vortex of energy so strong it tore Freza's clothes. The clipboard began to glow with strange rainbow colors, vibrating violently in Freza's hand.

"Whoa... so cool! Mas Freza looks like an auditor version of the Statue of Liberty!" Qoriski exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Stop joking, Qor! This is really heavy!" I struggled to hold back the pull of the energy.

X-Ray, seeing his assets being snatched away, immediately became hysterical. He tried to attack Freza with a laser from his remote, but Citra quickly parried the attack with her sword.

"Don't bother my boss while he's working, kid!" bentak Citra.

"Give back the emotions! That's my intern target!" shouted X-Ray in frustration.

Just as the last emotion entered the clipboard, the room suddenly went silent. The grinding machine was completely dead, and the light in the warehouse dimmed. Freza fell to a sitting position, his breath coming in gasps, his hands still tightly gripping the clipboard, which now felt very heavy and warm.

"Hah... hah... got it... our assets are safe..." I muttered with a weak smile.

"Mas Freza, you're amazing! We actually got the emotions of all of Jakarta!" Qoriski approached and tried to touch the clipboard, but his hand was immediately shocked. "Ow! This thing is aggressive!"

"It contains millions of feelings, Qor. It's natural for it to be sensitive," I stood up slowly, assisted by Citra.

"So now we just go back and return this to the people?" Citra asked.

"It's not that easy," I looked at the clipboard. "We have to find a way to return them en masse. And we need a 'Distribution Permit' from the central system, otherwise we'll be considered asset smugglers."

"Ugh, more bureaucracy... I'm bored, Mas," Qoriski complained.

"Wait a minute," I turned toward the man who looked like my father. The figure was still standing at the door, but now his shadow was beginning to fade. "Dad, thanks for the info. But... who are you really? Why did you help Freza?"

The man looked at me with his red eyes, which slowly faded into a warm dark brown. "An auditor's job is not just to record debt, Freza. But also to ensure that every soul gets back what is rightfully theirs. Keep collecting, my son. Because this apocalypse has only just entered the real audit phase."

The figure vanished into grains of gold dust blown by the winds of hell. Freza stood silent for a moment, feeling something warm inside his chest, something that didn't come from anyone else's emotions.

"Mas, don't just space out! X-Ray is escaping with his robots!" Qoriski shouted, pointing toward a small portal in the ceiling.

"Let him go. He's just an intern, he's not important," I said while looking at the clipboard in my hand. "What's important now is that we have to get out of this hell before that tax officer finds out that our coin collateral earlier was actually fake."

"WHAT?! FAKE?!" Qoriski and Citra shouted in unison.

"Of course! I already used the Commissioner's coin to pay for the fast-travel f*e here!" I grinned mischievously. "I just duplicated its appearance using the 'Shadow Audit' skill!"

"Mas Freza really is the king of scammers! I'm so proud to have a boss like you!" Qoriski laughed out loud.

"Let's move! Before they realize!"

The three of them ran toward the warehouse exit, but suddenly the ground beneath their feet shook violently. It wasn't an ordinary earthquake; instead, the ground began to split open, revealing a very deep abyss inside which were thousands of black hands trying to reach them.

"What now?! Is hell angry because we tricked it?!" Qoriski shouted in panic.

"No! This is the 'Dimensional Bankruptcy Protocol'!" Citra looked at the sensor in her hand. "Freza! Because you took these emotions, the asset value of Sector 9 has dropped to zero! This place is performing an automatic purge!"

"Jump toward that portal! Hurry!" I shouted, pointing toward a hole of light that was beginning to shrink in the sky.

They jumped together, trying to reach the light. However, just as Freza's hand was about to touch the edge of the portal, a large black hand from the abyss managed to grab the clipboard he was carrying.

"DON'T EXPECT... YOU CAN... TAKE THIS WEALTH... OUT..." a hoarse voice was heard from within the abyss.

"Let go! These are the people's assets!" I shouted while trying to pull the clipboard with all my might.

"Mas! Grab my hand!" Qoriski tried to reach Freza's other hand, but their bodies began to be dragged back into the darkness.

"Citra! Cut off its hand!"

Citra swung her sword with her last remaining strength, but before the sword could hit the black hand, the entire dimension of Sector 9 suddenly froze. Time stopped, and a massive system notification appeared before Freza in a blinding gold color.

[NOTIFICATION: SUPREME AUDIT OVERRIDE DETECTED]

[YOU HAVE ACCESSED THE 'HIDDEN LEDGER' OF THE UNIVERSE]

[WOULD YOU LIKE TO COMMENCE... THE TOTAL RECLAMATION?]

"What is this? Total Reclamation?" I muttered with bated breath.

"Mas! Just click 'Yes'! Better than being pulled into the hole!" shouted Qoriski, who was also frozen in mid-air.

I stared at the glowing 'Yes' button, then looked at the black hand still gripping my clipboard. I knew that if I pressed this button, there would be no turning back. My life as an ordinary human would truly come to an end.

"Forgive me, Dad. Looks like I'm really going to become the most hated auditor in the galaxy," I whispered while pressing the button.

Instantly, a light brighter than the sun exploded from the clipboard. All of hell shook violently, and the black hand crumbled into ash. Freza felt his body being pulled at the speed of light through various dimensions, passing stars and galaxies he had never seen before.

As he began to see the view of the Bundaran HI in Jakarta again below him, he realized something was strange. The city was no longer empty. Thousands of Consortium warships were surrounding Jakarta, and in the center of it all stood a magnificent palace made of Mana crystal.

"Huh? Why does Jakarta look like a villain's base?!" Qoriski gaped as they landed on the roof of Wisma Nusantara.

"Not a villain's base, Qor..." I stared at the crystal palace with a pale face. "That is the new 'Central Galactic Tax Office'. They... they moved their office here!"

Suddenly, a massive loudspeaker voice echoed throughout Jakarta.

"Announcement to all inhabitants of Earth. Based on Mr. Freza's management failure in maintaining asset stability, as of today, Earth is declared a 'Directly Seized Asset' and will be auctioned to the highest bidder in five minutes."

"FIVE MINUTES?!" I shouted in fury. "I just got back from hell, dammit!"

"Mr. Freza, you have returned?" the woman in the black suit from earlier suddenly appeared behind us with a thin smile. "Unfortunately, your coin collateral earlier was detected as a counterfeit. And as a penalty, we have accelerated the auction time."

"Lady, do you really want me to sue you?!" I raised the rainbow clipboard in my hand. "Look at this! I have the emotions of every citizen! If you dare auction Earth, I'll release all these emotions right now and make your entire system crash from the surge of feeling data!"

"Anda tidak akan berani, Freza. Doing that would destroy your soul as well," the woman challenged.

"Oh yeah? Just watch me," I placed my finger over the 'Release All' button. "Qoriski, Citra... get ready for the real apocalypse."

"Mas! Don't be reckless! Mas!" jerit Qoriski.

Just as Freza was about to press the button, a portal door opened in their midst, and out stepped an old man in tattered clothes carrying a suitcase full of...