Chapter 53: Territories!

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They all looked confused before looking at the obvious manager, "Why did you call us here boss?"

The manager looked confused for a second before he clapped his hands as if he remembered, "Right, I wanted to talk about all-"

"Blue Armadillo," I interrupted.

Immediately they all stood straight and looked at me, waiting to listen to my next set of orders. I let off a small smile.

Walking out of the store a few minutes later I took out a list from my sweater pocket.

Territories

Gas Station [X]

Convenience Store [X]

Pharmacy [X]

Clothing Store [X]

Restaurant [X]

Grocery Store []

Hardware Store []

Library []

Police Station []

Gangs []

Accountant []

Lawyers []

Construction []

City Hall []

I placed an X next to the grocery store and put the list away.

Only a couple of days had passed, but I was already busy at work expanding my territory.

[Territory Management Mode: Allows the Gamer to control the different territory remotely without having to physically be there. You are able to collect resources from various businesses, upgrade buildings, and more.]

[Group: 13 Ravens

Members: 113

Buildings: 1 Main Base, 12 Lower Level Buildings

Facilities: 3 Gas Stations, 4 Convenience Stores, 1 Pharmacy, 1 Clothing Store, 2 Restaurants, 1 Grocery Store

Funds: 0

Special Skills: Businesses pay 5% of total store income and 1% of items to Charles Bell. Goods are collected on a biweekly basis.

Functions: Cannot give orders.

Situation: None.]

The entire thing reminded me of those idle city building games that you could download on your phone. I even had a 3D map I could call up to check on their progress.

My goal was to have absolute control of Hampstead by the time I returned to Hogwarts. Not because I generally cared about ruling over people, but because it would be less troublesome if I did. I wanted to enjoy my summertime unbothered after all.

Still, I'd like to think that I was helping them out by giving them a greater purpose than what their ordinary lives would entitle.

The best part was that since this place was so close to London, there was hardly any wizard surveillance, at least from what I had seen. However, that didn't mean I let my guard down, always checking the map to see if I was being followed and never using magic.

Speaking of which, I noticed someone tailing me now.

Acting as if I hadn't noticed I continued my normal pace and led them toward a secluded alley that had no exit.

They were patient. I'll give them that as I was able to eat another burger on the way and stuff the wrapper into my pocket.

Turning around I saw a pimply faced 15-year-old shivering from the cold trying to look imposing as he pulled out a switchblade from his pocket. In a nasally voice he brandished his weapon in my direction, "Jacket and wallet now!"

Raising an incredulous eyebrow, I gave my reply, "No."

They walked forward in a threatening manner and I took notice of our similar heights.

Once he was within spitting distance he waved the knife around once more, "I said-"

"I know what you said, the answer is still no."

His face quickly took an enrage look as he charged forward, trying to plunge the blade into my abdomen.

With an almost lazy movement I caught his wrist just as the knife was an inch from my sweater. I didn't really feel like cleaning or repairing it later.

With a simple twist I broke his wrist and pushed the blade into his leg making him fall to one knee. He tried to scream but I took the burger wrapper and stuffed it in his mouth causing him to gag. Despite trying to rob me in plain daylight, I didn't extend his suffering, as I took the sides of his head and gave it a sharp twist.

He was dead before he hit the snow-covered ground.

I stuffed the body into my inventory until I could dispose of it properly.

One of the few restrictions that Inventory unfortunately had was that it couldn't carry living beings. That however could easily be fixed by killing them first, since corpses counted as objects and not beings. Well except zombies of course.

And it wasn't as if I took a pleasure out of killing, it was just a permanent solution to an otherwise pesky problem.

One of the few great things of being a sociopath was that I wasn't blinded by the normal prejudice that people had. Black, white, rich, poor, male, female, human, monster. To me they were all equal. One random person walking on the street held the same value as a zombie, maybe even less since at least zombies gave me loot.

Even before my reincarnation, I was in full support of the death penalty. Some people deserved to die if you wanted to make the world a better place, it was as simple as that.

Though of course that didn't mean I would just start killing people randomly, I had already unofficially claimed this town as my own, and as such I saw it as my responsibility to make sure it prospered, even if that meant getting rid of the rotten elements inside it.

Take that boy for example. Obviously, he was well aware of his actions, no matter how stupid they might be. If I hadn't stopped his attack in time, then his attempted robbery would have become murder. If I had simply let him go, then what was to assure me that he wouldn't just do it to someone else, one that wouldn't be so lucky.

Worse, what if by pardoning him it somehow came back to bite me in the butt. I wasn't looking for a Spider-man origin story after all. No, it was better to take care of the small things before they became problems.

After all this town contained a very important asset, one who I currently went to school with, and no doubt racking her brain trying to figure out who Nicolaus Flamel is.

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