United States.
New York.
Long Island.
A massive seaview villa priced at seventy million dollars, unaffordable for most tycoons, but for ERV, with its market value exceeding a trillion dollars, it's just a drizzle.
With the push towards consortium formation.
ERV's market value is also steadily rising.
A trillion dollars.
Reflecting the confidence countless capitals have in ERV. Besides investment institutions, there are American citizens, emerging capitals breaking through, defeating old consortiums—it's a typical 'American Dream'.
Of course, there's support.
Strong support indeed, and making a profit along the way.
At this moment.
It's already late at night.
The main gate slowly opens.
Kim Chang-min's convoy heads towards the New York district in the distance, the faint glimmer of prosperity barely visible, yet he feels no hint of 'civilization'; this land is full of robbers.
The sheen beneath is deceiving.
Filled with meanness.
