"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are now approaching our final destination, Eden. Please ensure that your seatbelts are securely fastened and your tray tables are stowed as we prepare fornding.


    The weather in Eden is a balmy 25 degrees Celsius with clear skies, providing a warm wee for all our visitors. We kindly ask that you remain seated and refrain from using any electronic devices until we have reached the gate.


    Thank you for choosing American Airlines, and we hope you''ve enjoyed your flight." As the pilot''s voice faded away, Aron, sitting on the window seat, turned his head to gaze outside to see the airport they would bending.


    And there it was, the country''s one and only international airport. Its small size almost deceived him into believing it was a mere airstrip for smaller nes. However, what set it apart was its expansive runway, designed to amodate thending ofrge aircraft, and a handful of gates capable of weing and servicing these nes.


    The remaining facilities at the airport were remarkably antiquated. In fact, airlines traveling to Eden werepelled to redirect their return flights to Esparia, a neighboring destination that had made some investments in its airport infrastructurepared to Eden.


    This diversion was necessary to refuel their aircraft and minimize the risk of the potential damage that could arise from utilizing the outdated equipment in Eden.


    Nevertheless, the airport in Eden maintains its certification from both IATA and ICAO, thereby attesting to its approval for international flights.


    "GRFDGHHHH" With a screeching howl, the tires protested as the ne made contact with the deteriorating runway that was on the brink of disqualification in its uing inspection as the aircraft struggled to decelerate and begin the ne to a stop.


    As the ne came to a rest and began taxiing towards the gate to facilitate passenger disembarkation, a sense of impatience overcame many individuals on board. wanting to leave first, they started opening the overheadpartments to retrieve their belongings and positioned themselves near the exit door.


    This prompted the flight attendants to intervene, instructing the passengers to remain seated. Though reluctantly, they begrudginglyplied with the attendants'' orders.


    Aron and the members of Ares simply observed the unfolding absurd situation without making any gestures or taking any action.


    Following the ne''splete halt, they proceeded to disembark, undergoing the customary checks and passing through airport security that was so sloppy it would make terrorists orgasm just from thinking on how they could exploit it.


    They were greeted by Felix, who had arranged a rental bus and another car to wee and transport them to the hotel where they will be staying temporarily before their activitiesmenced.


    "Wee," Felix said as he embraced Aron, having not seen his friend for a long time.


    "Thanks," Aron replied, returning the hug, as he had also missed his friend dearly.


    "How was your flight?" Felix asked.


    "The journey started off smoothly, but things took a turn for the worse once we entered Eden''s airspace," Aron said as he turned to the Ares members and nced at the bus, signaling them to proceed. They quicklyprehended his gesture, swiftly shifting their belongings to the bus''s luggagepartment and boarding the vehicle.


    "Hahaha, I can totally rte! When I first arrived here, I thought we were going to overshoot the runway based on the unsettling noise the ne made duringnding," Felix chuckled, finding humor in Aron''s exnation. He shared a simr experience he had when he first came to Eden.


    "I''m genuinely amazed that no major incidents have urred given the subpar maintenance standards," Aronmented, as he made his way towards the Range Rover that Felix had brought along.


    "That''s because there are only five weekly flights to and from Eden, connecting with America and several other countries, due to the imposed sanctions and the warnings issued by the U.S. Department of State''s Consr Affairs," Felix exined, sharing his assumption. "As a result, the limited number of flights reduces the chances where idents could potentially ur."


    "They really need to address this issue before something catastrophic happens and the country bespletely isted from international airlines. This airport is the only one with a long enough runway to amodate these international flights," Aron expressed as they boarded the car, his worry evident as he contemted the potential risks that could arise within the next three months, jeopardizing his carefully nned endeavors by attracting the world''s attention due to an ident.


    "Do you think the dictator would be willing to invest money here, considering the airport is operating at a loss?" Felix asked, taking control of the car as the bus carrying Ares members closely trailed behind.<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "No, I don''t believe so. He is excessively driven by greed, unable to envision long-term ns and solely focused on short-term gains," Aron replied, recalling the details he possessed about the dictator, which he had even shared with Felix to aid in his efforts to persuade Adolf to agree to their proposed deal of acquiring thepanies.


    "So, who are the individuals apanying you? I hope it''s not a secret," Felix inquired, his face expressing curiosity.


    "They''re here for various missions unrted to your job, so don''t worry," Aron replied in a yful tone, deliberately withholding any further details about their identities or purposes.


    "Does it rte to what you had in mind when you asked me toe and assist with acquiring thepanies and providing free inte to the citizens?" Felix asked, attempting to convey to Aron that while he may not have full knowledge of his ns, he had developed a hypothesis supported bypelling assumptions based on his understanding of Aron as a friend.


    He wanted to avoid any potential issues that might arise if Aron were to discover that he knew something and hadn''t disclosed it.


    "Seems like you''re still well-oiled and haven''t rusted," Aron chuckled, finding his attempt to feign surprise at Felix''s knowledge quite amusing.


    After a brief bout ofughter, Aron regained hisposure and said, "Yes, your assumption is correct. They are here for that task." Felix let out a sigh of relief, yet at the same time, his mind became further scrambled with a mixture of fear and uncertainty regarding what his friend was bing.


    "Seems like the FISA has yed tricks on your mind," Felix remarked, acknowledging that Aron had beenpelled to make such drastic moves as a result of being backed into a corner.


    "That was merely the straw that broke the camel''s back. Even if they hadn''t taken such actions and forced me into these drastic measures, I would have still found a way to regain control over my affairs, albeit in a slightly different manner," Aron exined to his friend, rifying his motivations.


    "Is it because of what happened at school and with Rottem?" Felix inquired, seeking to understand the circumstances that led to Aron''s shifting mindset.


    "Yes, at that time all I had was my head and Rottem just swooped in and took down every n that I had nned after graduation just because I irritated him and I had no background to support me and stop him from doing it & immediately after being before I even got used to the life I got shot had my program stolen by two different countries before the idea of lobbying left my mind and went into action. " Aron paused for a moment as heughed at his nativity of that period and before he said "They hit while I was down TWICE"


    "Yes, during that time, all I had was my dreams, but Rottem came in and dismantled every n I had made for life after graduation simply because I irritated him.


    I had no influential background to protect me or prevent him from doing so. And just when I was starting to adapt to my new life, I was abruptly shot, and my program was stolen in two different ways by two different countries just as the mere idea of lobbying had crossed my mind, but was yet to be put into action," Aron exined, pausing for a moment as he chuckled at his own naivety during that period. He then added, "They struck while I was down, not once, but twice."


    "If that''s the case, it might seem like everyone is out to get what''s yours," Felix remarked, nodding in agreement as heprehended that Aron''s situation was moreplex than he had initially hypothesized, extending beyond just the involvement of the FISA.


    "When the incident with Rottem urred, and he attempted to force me to repay the schrship loan with exorbitant interest rates, there was one person who stood his ground, even though he didn''t know me.


    Unfortunately, that individual ended up losing his job for some made-up reasons, which ultimately destroyed his livelihood," Aron exined, highlighting the fact that not everyone was against him.


    "What happened to him?" Felix asked, surprised that there was someone courageous enough to oppose the arrogant Rottem at the university despite them not being a professor.


    "Of course, I had to repay him, even though he didn''t directly ask for it. I had Sarah hire him as the head of HR for thepany, offering a generous sry and a substantial bonusst year," Aron responded, emphasizing that he was not one to forget expressing his gratitude towards others.


    "If you''re aware of someone attempting to assist you, then it means that you were the one who exposed the dirt on Rottem, right?" Felix asked, wearing a smile as he recalled how the news about Rottem had been made public.


    "Yes, I thought you were already aware of that," Aron replied.