The Tycoon's Odyssey

"Hahahaha! So, they wanted to restrict the movement of goods and wanted to force me to come to the mainland. What a beautiful tactic."

Evan laughed aloud after seeing through their strategy.

The Rajputs, along with several uneasy ones, were trying to enter his territory. This included people from Indra and agents from several other countries. Despite his attempts to stay under the radar, things couldn't be hidden for long and his lowkey stature had been removed so word might have spread about his pivotal role in recent events.

And after his home base was destroyed, they had now turned their eyes on Nicobar. Alas…

The entire Nicobar was a fortress under his watch. The simple reason they couldn't deploy a naval warship or submarine was that they feared that he might have built defenses.

Indra had deployed submarines to circle the area, but that was all. They didn't dare to enter his range. His coastal guard ship had been roaming the waters like sharks, and from such a distance, what could their submerged vessels below do?

They had been relying on satellite images to look for anything suspicious, alas they couldn't find any and the reason behind that were the Virtual holographic machines that had been deployed all over the place.

Except for a few wooden houses nothing else could be seen from above. Otherwise, if they had realized how much Evan had developed the island in a matter of months, they might have vomited blood and been forced to send an army.

Instead, they resorted to a more simple yet effective tactic, which was to cut off all the means of passage and supplies to him. Since they noticed that a huge amount of raw materials had been delivered to him every month. They might have assumed that he needed all these resources for infrastructure and they were correct.

Molecular Printers couldn't just make things out of thin air. To produce metallic objects, they needed iron molecules and raw materials molecules to make other machines as well. After all, Evan couldn't just fuse hydrogen atoms one after another, until they formed iron, could he?

And while it was possible, it would be nothing but a huge waste. So by cutting off all his supplies, they hoped to sever his lifeline. Since there was no maritime zone, even food wouldn't be coming here, and if he didn't move out, he might also be struck here and arrested if he used ships to travel mainland.

As for the mainland of Andaman, it had airports.

"Damn! I should have built an airport."

[But sir, the geography isn't suitable to support an airport with our models.]

"I know, but we can just extend and create a runaway along the beach, right the diving water."

[That's a good idea. Should I start working on it?]

Evan chuckled a bit and said, "Okay, do it, but there is no need to put all effort into it. We don't want to disrupt the ecosystem."

Leaning back in his chair, Evan's laughter faded as he considered the implications of the Rajputs' latest move. They thought they could choke him into submission, but he was ready to turn the tables.

"Let's analyze the routes," he said, his voice steady and commanding.

Aurora responded immediately, projecting a holographic map of the region. The coastline of the Andaman Islands was dotted with markers, indicating blocked routes and naval activities.

[Currently, all larger ships, including cargo and cruise liners, have been barred from sailing around Andaman. The Rajputs, along with their allies from Indra, have fortified their positions, controlling the northern and southern waters. They aim to disrupt your supply chains, targeting the primary routes that run through the Nicobar region.]

Evan's gaze shifted across the map, tracking the blocked passages. "What about the alternatives?"

Aurora's holographic interface flickered as she displayed the routes in detail.

[There are no viable routes that you can directly access at the moment. The routes that remain operational are primarily for foreign imports and exports, strategically managed by Indra to maintain their own trade flow. They've effectively locked you out of the system, hoping to force your hand and isolate you further.]

Evan's expression darkened as he processed the implications. "So they want to cut off my lifeline, believing that this will pressure me into submission. They think they can suffocate me here in Nicobar."

He looked back at Aurora, his gaze sharp with determination. "This is a strategic blunder on their part. If they think they can push me around, they have another thing coming for them."

Aurora watched him intently.

[What's the plan, then? With all routes blocked, we need to act fast to ensure our survival and gather supplies.]

Evan chuckled softly, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Let them think they have me cornered."

He stood, feeling invigorated by the challenge. "Start working on any potential underground networks or connections that could facilitate supply routes. We need to be clever about this. I refuse to let them dictate my movements."

Aurora nodded, her holographic interface flickering with activity as she compiled the necessary data. [We'll need to gather intel on Indra's movements as well. If we can exploit their weaknesses, we might be able to find a way to turn this situation to our advantage.]

As the gravity of the situation settled in, Evan paused for a moment, a smile creeping onto his face. "You know, I've been cooped up at the sea for too long. It's time to return home."

Aurora raised an eyebrow. [You mean leave Nicobar?]

"Hmm!" Evan nodded, his eyes gleaming with confidence. "Exactly. While they're busy trying to isolate me, I'll go back to where I have influence. If they think they can box me in, they'll soon realize how wrong they are. There is still time before their policy is implemented. We can just leave and return when the airport is ready."

With that, he turned away from the map, ready to put his long-stalled plan into motion.

"Aurora, start the full-scale transformation of Bermuda Triangle Base. And also start working on smartphones and hardware. It's time to rattle some old enemies."

...

In the opulent study of the Mahajan mansion, a heavy silence settled as Claire and Roy exchanged worried glances. The atmosphere crackled with tension as the weight of their unspoken fears lingered around.

Leaning forward with a grave expression, Roy spoke quietly, "The market crash was no accident. My sources suggest that Evan might be behind this."

Claire's heart raced at the mention of Evan, panic creeping into her voice. "Evan? Are you sure? Has he become so capable? Are you sure this is really true?"

"It is…" Roy replied solemnly.

Instead of feeling relief, upon hearing this, Claire's worry only deepened.

"My boy… How much he had to struggle to reach here, yet we are not being of any help to him despite having all our influence. We are pathetic as parents. Maybe that's why we didn't deserve him, that's why god took him away from us."

A familiar ache stirred within her, a deep-seated mother's instinct of wanting to protect her child at all costs.

Her sorrow and distress were overwhelming.

Roy pressed his forehead, wrestling with his own turmoil. "Those damned Rajputs aren't the type to let things go. They will strike back and seek revenge. If Evan is involved, he could be in serious danger."

His voice, usually calm and collected, now carried an edge of urgency that Claire hadn't heard in years.

Tears welled in her eyes as memories of their lost son flooded back, filling the void that had never been healed. "I can't bear the thought of him being targeted, Roy. After everything we've been through… what if this time, we can't save him?"

Her voice trembled, betraying the fierce vulnerability she had tried so hard to suppress.

Reaching across the desk, Roy took her hand. "We will do everything we can to keep him safe. I promise. But we need to be cautious. The last thing we want is to make things worse by exposing him too soon."

Claire nodded, her heart heavy with dread, but her eyes gleaming with resolve. "I just want him to be happy, to know that he is loved. After all this time, he deserves that."

But before they could delve deeper into their fears, the door swung open unexpectedly. Jason stepped into the room, the casual smile on his face quickly fading as he sensed the tension. "What's going on, Mom? Dad?"

Claire and Roy exchanged startled glances, the sudden appearance of Jason sending a shiver down Claire's spine. Find your next adventure on m_v l|e-NovelBin.net

Roy's eyes glowed with caution. He had guards stationed outside who should have informed him if anyone entered. The fact that Jason managed to come in unnoticed could only mean one thing.

Noticing Roy's concern, Claire quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and forced a smile to mask her distress.

Jason tilted his head, concerned etched on his face. "You look so worried. Did something happen?"