Getting A System In A Modern World

Yousmairobis was fully aware that with the rescue of his daughter, all eyes would be on him.

There was no way he was going to be able to wiggle himself out of what was to come, but he wasn't worried.

He doesn't care what the consequences would be. He was ready to take the organization head-on, alone, as long as his daughter doesn't get into their hands again.

There was something that Yusmaorobis was curious about. How did Luna rescue his daughter from the facility?

From the information she got after she landed, he knew that she did it alone and he was curious to know how.

Yes, he knew that it was also possible that she got some help on the way there, but even if that is true, for her to pull so much weight is something incredible. If she really had help, then those she had help from are very powerful people.

This got him even more curious as to Silas' actual identity. How does he have so much power and wealth?

Silas' wealth and strength have always been something that has puzzled him. He was curious to know their sources.

He knew that Silas was a phenomenon, and from what he had seen, he was stronger than other phenomena. He also knew that Silas wasn't a documented phenomenon because there's no way he would be so free if he were.

Though the contract that Phenomenals signs when they are recruited by a nation looks very lucrative on the surface, it wasn't.

The contract they signed is nothing more than a reworded slave contract. It's a contract that would force them to work even if they don't want to.

Of course, it was impossible for a country's government to give an individual or a group of individuals such mouth-watering benefits and not ask for something equivalent or even higher in return.

Yusmaorobis was both happy and slightly worried when he thought of how complicated Silas' identity is.

He didn't know his stance, as he had always been vague and enigmatic. Yousmairobis has no idea what's on his mind, but there was one thing he was sure about; it's that Silas always keeps his words. This was proven by the risk he took to rescue his daughter from the lab facility.

He also knew that Silas would never allow anything to happen to what belongs to him, and since Venezuela is his base, he would protect it. At least that's the feeling he had, and he badly hopes he's correct.

Yusmaorobis thought went to his daughter's condition, and he sighed. He had always wanted to see his daughter again, to hold her and tell her that everything would be alright, but after she was rescued, he hasn't found the courage to go and see her at the hospital that she was admitted to.

He was scared of seeing his daughter, his baby girl, look at him with hate. He was scared of the hateful words she would say to him. He knew that he deserved them due to his actions towards her, but they were hurtful, and he doesn't want to hear them.

If it wasn't for his fears, he would have rushed to the hospital and stayed by her side.

"Her birthday is also coming up in a couple of weeks. What should I get for her?" He asked himself, with smiles on his face.

Yusmaorobis was still thinking about his daughter's birthday when his phone started ringing.

He didn't need to check to know the identity of the caller. He immediately brought it out of his pocket, and the caller was exactly who he thought it to be.

He looked at the phone's screen for a moment and sighed before answering the call.

"President Yousmairobis, my friend. I thought you weren't going to answer my call." A voice that was very familiar to Yusmaorobis came from the phone.

"Why would you think something like that? There's no reason for me to not answer the call," Yusmaorobis replied as casually as he could, but the sneer on his face betrayed the act he was putting on.

"Mhmm... That's good then. It means that it's going to be very easy for me to do the job I was given," the voice said and paused.

"President Yusmaorobis, where are they?!" The voice asked.

This time, the familiarity in the voice was no more, and it was replaced with coldness.

"What do you mean? Who are they you're talking about?" Yusmaorobis asked curiously, with the same sneer on his face.

Of course, he knew the identity of the "they" the owner of the voice was referring to, but he doesn't plan on giving any information on the two of them.

There was no way he was going to give the owner of the voice, Luna's identity and whereabouts, and it was even more impossible for him to give out the location of his daughter that was just rescued.

"President Yusmaorobis, you're in a very happy mood. You know? ... I was curious and surprised when I got the news that you took out the watchbirds that were planted in your house. Then, I couldn't understand why you would do something like that. What gave you the confidence?

I called you, but you told me off while spouting some very brave words. I thought you were actually throwing some tantrums, but who knew that you already had some helpers on your side? ..." The voice paused for a moment, and Yusmaorobis could notice that it got even colder.

"President Yusmaorobis, I will ask one more time. Where are they? We would let you keep your daughter by your side, but we want the boy and the girl. Give them to us!"

The coldness in the voice at this pain was chilling, but it did nothing but elicit an even wider sneer from Yusmaorobis' face.

Yusmaorobis was curious about something. The person on the phone said that he wants the boy and the girl, which means that he's talking about Silas and Luna.

'Does that mean that it was the two of them that went to rescue Yaritza?' Yusmaorobis asked himself in curiosity.

He initially thought that it was just Luna that went to rescue his daughter, and he was surprised at how she was able to accomplish such a feat, but since Silas was also there, it was more believable.

A bright smile bloomed on Yusmaorobis' face when he thought of how he's now working together with someone as strong as Silas and Luna.

His attention was brought by the ongoing call when an enraged voice barked from the phone.

"Yusmaorobis! I said, Give the boy and girl that you're hiding to us!"

Yusmaorobis could no longer hold in his facade anymore, and he burst into a hearty laughter.

It was after he laughed for a good minute that he finally stopped and coughed to clear his throat.

"Jerome, I wasn't aware that you changed your profession into a comedian. Did you actually listen to yourself? You said I should give the boy and girl to you. The question is, why? Why should I do that? When I asked for my daughter, did you give her to me?" Yusmaorobis asked in an equally cold voice, matching that of Jerome.

His voice got even colder, and Jerome felt that the coldness was going to be transmitted over the phone and freeze his ear.

"Jerome, I will say this only once. I don't give a fuck what the organization wants to do, and if they plan to play with me, I will happily create a massive playground for them."