Meanwhile, at a mysterious island on the Pacific Ocean.
The island appeared to be unassuming but there was a massive underwater fort underneath.
It was a decade-long venture that Clifford had ordered his trusted aides to work on, also known as the Devil's Cave.
Right then, a group of men in suits chaperoned Clifford, who was dressed in a black robe and clothed shoes into the elevator as they entered the underworld.
To his side, a bald, fair-skinned chubby man with narrow eyes was respectfully explaining something to Clifford. The middle-aged man, Lyle, led a group of mercenaries known as Storm, and he was one of the traders working under
Clifford.
The man was handling most of Clifford's overseas matters.
The elevator was built with see-through glass, and they could clearly see the view outside as they descended further and further down.
Lyle gave Clifford an ostentatious smile and said, “Mr. Davier, the Devil's Cave houses a hundred floors, and each floor works on its own portfolio!
“Some is in charge of trading and the stock market, some is in charge of trading of weaponry, and some is working on dark web intelligence analysis.
“For example, this floor is the department for the Devil's Cave's assassins'. Not only do our hitmen receive training here, but we also take on assassination missions offered on the dark web
here.
“Meanwhile, this floor is where our mercenary soldiers reside...”
As the man explained animatedly, they had finally reached the hundredth floor.
The elevator door sprung open, and a line of statements in big red words greeted their sights. Welcome to the Devil's World.
Lyle grinned as he reported, “Mr. Davier, this is the deepest floor of our underwater fort, and the most spacious one as well. I present to you the headquarters of the Devil's Cave.
“You have only seen the place through video conferencing. This is the first time you set foot in here, sir.
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