They tried to attract survivors, but only around a hundred had joined before their scheme was exposed.
People quickly realized the truth, the Black Vultures charged exorbitant prices just for "protection" and offered little else.
In contrast, Ivy's base was affordable, fair, and stable.
People flocked to it
Loyal soldiers followed her willingly.
Looking at the numbers, Ivy couldn't help it.
A wide grin slowly spread across her face.
This time, she had her spies activated without hesitation, the invisible web she had been weaving finally tightening.
The plan was already clear in Ivy's mind, sharp and merciless; she would take over the military base.
Since the base was connected directly to the person she cared about the most, then these few termites nesting inside had to be kicked out, one by one.
The faint scent of cold metal and ink lingered in her room as she leaned back, fingers tapping rhythmically against the table.
A satisfied smile slowly curved her lips.
