Urban Plundering: I Corrupted The System!

Seoryeon leaned forward slightly, her emerald dress catching light that seemed to emanate from her very presence. Her dark eyes held the intensity of someone who had crossed continents with a specific purpose, and she was clearly ready to reveal whatever elaborate plan had brought her to this moment.

"Mr. Black, you've been purchasing quite extensively from Sophisticated Space— and now a $40 billion worth of properties in this quarter alone. When I observed your systematic approach to building what appears to be a real estate empire worth over $100 billion, I became... curious about your intentions. The reason I requested this meeting—"

"I am. Buying. Your. Company."

The words cut through her prepared speech like a blade through silk.

Parker's voice carried absolute authority, the kind of commanding presence that made reality itself pause to listen. There was no negotiation in his tone, no room for discussion—just a statement of intent delivered with the casual confidence of someone who had never heard the word 'no' applied to anything he truly wanted.

Seoryeon's composure shattered completely. The carefully controlled mask of corporate elegance cracked, revealing something far more dangerous beneath. The air around her began to distort visibly as her power flared in response to the sheer audacity of his demand.

"You want to buy Sophisticated Space?" Her voice dropped to a whisper that somehow carried more menace than a shout.

"The trillion-dollar empire I built from where it was to now in my twenties? The company that has redefined real estate across five continents?"

The crystalline formations in the walls began resonating at a frequency that made the air itself vibrate. This was no longer a business meeting—it was rapidly becoming a confrontation between cosmic forces.

"You had refused my initial invitation," she continued, rising from her chair with fluid grace that belied the danger radiating from her form. "You made me travel across an ocean to meet the mysterious billionaire who's been acquiring my properties like they're convenience store purchases. And now you walk into my territory and casually announce you want to purchase everything I've built?"

Parker remained seated, unmoved by her display of power. "Sophisticated Space serves my purposes. I have goals that require more than piecemeal acquisitions."

"Goals?" Seoryeon's laugh was sharp as breaking glass. "You think my life's work is simply a stepping stone for your ambitions?"

The room's ambient energy shifted dramatically. What had started as a controlled environment now crackled with the electricity of barely contained violence. Behind Parker, even Cassidy's immortal constitution tensed as she recognized the precursors to cosmic-level conflict.

"Everything is for sale," Parker said with devastating calm, finally rising to meet her growing fury. "The only variable is whether the transaction is voluntary or... involuntary."

The threat hung in the air between them like a drawn blade. Seoryeon's eyes blazed with power that had reshaped nations, while Parker's presence expanded to fill the space with the inexorable weight of someone who commanded existence itself.

This wasn't going to be a peaceful negotiation!

Seoryeon's resolve hardened like steel forged in cosmic fire. "My answer is no, and it will remain no. Sophisticated Space is not for sale at any price, to anyone, for any reason." Her power flared around her like a dark aurora. "Perhaps it's time someone taught you that not everything bows to your will, Prince or not."

Parker couldn't help but be impressed by her impulsiveness. How had this woman built a more than trillion-dollar empire with such a volatile temper? Then again, perhaps that very fire was exactly what had driven her to such heights—the refusal to accept limitations, the willingness to burn bridges rather than compromise. It was almost admirable, in its own destructive way.

But was she truly this foolish? Here before her stood the Prince of Existence himself, sibling to the very being from whose essence her soul had been forged, and she showed no fear whatsoever. Perhaps that was precisely why—she felt kinship rather than terror.

The shard recognizing its origin, even if she didn't fully understand the connection.

Parker rose from his chair with fluid grace, and the change in the room was immediate and absolute. Pressure slammed down on Seoryeon like the weight of collapsed stars, freezing her mid-gesture. The air itself became thick as molten lead, every molecule straining against forces that shouldn't exist in normal space.

"I didn't come here to hear your opinions or your unwillingness," Parker said, his voice carrying the terrible calm of someone explaining basic facts to a child.

With a casual wave of his hand, reality shifted—the doors sealed, the windows became opaque, and his three companions found themselves gently but inexorably pushed into a separate space where they could observe but not interfere.

Seoryeon struggled against the crushing force holding her, her own considerable power flaring uselessly against constraints that existed on a level beyond her comprehension.

"I could have bought Sophisticated Space without leaving my penthouse," Parker continued, stepping closer with each word. "I could have simply taken it through methods you couldn't even perceive, let alone prevent. Yet for courtesy, respect, and consideration, I bothered to come here personally. I offered you a deal, showed you the dignity of negotiation."

The pressure intensified, and despite all her cosmic power, despite her connection to pantheons and ancient forces, Seoryeon found herself forced to her knees. The emerald dress that had seemed so elegant moments before now felt heavy as lead against her skin.

"And yet you have the audacity," Parker's voice dropped to barely above a whisper, "to raise your voice and display your... measly power? Do you wish to die?"

Standing directly before her now, he looked down with eyes that contained the weight of infinite authority. "Perhaps you've only heard of Nyxliths through rumors and whispers. Today, I'll demonstrate that I can acquire anything I desire without complications, and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it, even if it's you!"

"Maybe then you'll appreciate how considerate I've been."

[Ding! Infinity Equivalent Exchange Concept activated!]

[Ding! 50x Cashback Card activated!]

[Ding! You've bought Sophisticated Space for $5 trillion!]

The system's cheerful chimes rang in Parker's ears like victory bells.

"Levi, the paperwork," he called out calmly.

*

Parker watched her process the information with the satisfaction of someone who had just demonstrated a fundamental truth about power dynamics. "Why do they always look so beautiful when crawling?" he mused to himself. "I should do this more often."

Sometimes the most effective lessons were the ones that came with a very expensive price tag.