Re-Birth Of A Genius. Creator/Destroyer

Rana is having the hardest time of his life. After the hunt was over, he collected the necessary bonuses and was rejoicing in his new income. But his happiness is short-lived.

He wanted to ask Sam where he got the bee puppets and get the blueprint out of him. He doesn't believe that Sam doesn't have a blueprint of it, at least that is his hunch.

But before he could do so, he already started facing trouble and he understood how green he was. He is not the only one who saw the efficiency of the bee-puppets.

The rest of the noble scions doesn't know about the bee puppets, but there is something up with that broadcast system.

So, one after another the noble scions sent people to visit and Vasuki even came on her own. All of them are subtle about it, they didn't say it out openly, but they didn't hide the fact about wanting to know more about it either.

Yodha approached the matter in a completely different way, he just rounded up the Arena attendants who finished their shift and returned to their homes.

Clearly, he is the sanest and clear-minded of all the scions as he knew that Rana doesn't have that capability and there is something else going on.

Rana is not too stupid to get that technology out in the limelight at this moment, he has to do at least after building some sort of foundation otherwise the rest of the guys will rip him off real good.

That is why he took away the attendants as soon as they left the arena and started his interrogation, the whole thing went smoothly and the attendants didn't even bother to conceal a thing in face of Yodha.

Apparently, they don't know the full story, but there are some of them who were present when Sam is giving the demo and that is enough for Yodha to draw a conclusion.

The next morning, as Sam finished spreading his hornet network, he was called to Rana's office. He had a cold smile on his face and he walked with his hands on his pants' pockets. Arman noticed the change in his body language and started to do his part as well.

He moved out of the cell and went to the dining room. No attendants stopped him. When he entered the dining room, he even talked to the chef and gave him some large pieces of meat, this s the deer meat that was hunted by Sam yesterday.

This is going to replace the meat in today's night meal after that he went back and started speaking to some of the other fighters in the residences, at first there is some resistance, but Arman is no soft permission at least not in front of others.

Sam reached the office while Arman is doing his assigned tasks. Rana looked at him coldly and said.

"I want that blueprint of the Bee-Puppets."

"I don't have it."

Sam replied in a calm tone, he is back to his original self. There is no cheerful youth who loves bragging and likes showing off. His eyes are cold and calculating.

"Do you think I will believe that? You are going to give it to me no matter what. But you should decide whether it is the hard way or the easy way."

"You can think whatever you want, but you will never get that blueprint."

"Do you think you are in a position to deny? All I have to do is make you lose your meal for two days straight and you will be dead."

"Why don't you try that then? I dare you to do so."

When Sam said this, Rana was stunned for a second, and then only he noticed the change in Sam as he continued to speak.

"The family has essentially isolated you, you want to start your own business and don't have enough capital to compete against your family, at your current state the best you can get is a small shop which wouldn't provide enough revenue for your growth and your force.

You need money, to develop your own force and at the same time, provide them with cultivation resources and stuff.

Along with that you will need a place to stay and situate your force.

At this moment, you might be in charge of the Arena, but it belongs to your family, to begin with, they will take it back one way or other. The only reason they are still letting you stay here is that it would too obvious and their reputation will be affected.

So, before that happens, you have to get as much money as possible from the Arena in this short amount of time.

Your best bet would be to sell all the fighters to the other families and gain money and favors. As for keeping them yourselves, there is no way you would be able to do that because they can kill you in your sleep.

But the other noble families will not buy the fighters at this moment, because at this exact moment, the only hot commodity is me and a few other fighters. So, to gain more build-up you have to maintain a few more fights and you will have to use me as the foundation for that.

Then only you can sell us and get some money to maintain any form of force. Even after doing all this, you would barely gain one to two billion spirit stones.

That could at most get you by for one more year if you maintain a decent force.

That too if your investment in the business goes well without any intervention from the family of yours.

After all, you just kicked the ass of your brother who is supposed to be the next head, so for the next few years, half of your family who is in support of him would create troubles and the other half would look at the show as a test.

That amount would be barely enough, that too if there are no additional problems.

The great thing is that your own family has coined almost all businesses related to metals.

Not only do they have a weapon shop, they even have an Armory in the west of the city where they provide basic armors to the military and the city guard command.

They even have a foundry where they sell metals for even the Artisan association in this place. They even have deals with the formation and inscription experts.

If you want to get the approval of the family, you might have to go into the same kinds of businesses.

After all, the Bewitching hue family coined the medicine business, and other families have their hand in the auction house, the lodgings, the mercenaries, beast cub trading, everything is coined.

If you enter any of those businesses, you are in trouble, because other than your own family in which at most half of them are going to trouble you, the rest of the families wouldn't pull their punches, they would just tear you apart."

Sam said all this in one breath and paused for a second.

Rana was stumped.

But before he could react, Sam started said once again.

"Before all this could happen, you still have to make it big and I am needed for that. So, once again I dare you to kill me.

Apart from that, the scions might have already contacted you about the puppets. So, if I am not here you are in a more disadvantageous situation. Good luck with that."

Just like that Rana was dumbfounded.

"Are you not supposed to have just entered the city? Where did you get this information? How do you know all this? Wait, why do you know all this? Why are so clear about the family situation of mine?"

He said frantically and started thinking about all the situation and after he thought this through, he realized Sam is a catalyst to everything that happened till now.

He thought, he is in full control of him and using him to make money, but it turned out that Sam who is in a disadvantageous and submissive position from the start is the one manipulating.

Not only did he influence him and his family's situation while staying in the Arena, but his actions could also possibly influence some changes in the city's power balance, at least when it is concerned with the young scions.

He looked at him with a terrified expression.

Sam looked at him condescendingly and said.

"You better think before throwing someone in a place like this.

Do you think you are someone who can just through me in a place like this and make me perform like a monkey? You are far too incapable of that. Now, you are forced to a path of no return. Not only do you have to make fights like want to in the next two weeks, but you will also have to control the rest of the noble scions.

Of course, I can offer you a way out of that too. But there are some conditions. If you want to discuss it, come to my residence."