CHAPTER 265: DYNASTY ORDERS [ 1 ]

As the light from the Black Vault projection faded into a mesmerizing golden shimmer, it hovered beside Arthur like a celestial crown.

This radiant glow danced off the sleek surface of the glass table, casting elongated silhouettes behind each member of the Osborn Family gathered in the conference room.

Silence enveloped them,no one moved, no one spoke. But Arthur was already in motion.

He circled the room slowly, much like a ruler surveying his court.

"Uncle Philip," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "You have your orders: the Black Vault is now open. Use it wisely."

He turned to include everyone present, "And that goes for all of you as well,Aunt Margaret, Evolon will send you authorization to access the Black Vault."

"Okay, Arthur," Margaret replied with a proud smile lighting up her eyes.

Philip and the others nodded slowly, their faces still etched with disbelief.

Arthur returned to his position at the head of the table and continued, "Now, listen closely... You’re no longer just managing companies for domestic growth; from this moment on, you’re all generals in a global conquest."

Behind him, the projection flickered to life again, showcasing the Osborn crest above a rotating globe.

Zones began illuminating,continents, territories, cities,a visual representation of their ambitious reach.

He raised his hand dramatically. "Aunt Emily."

Emily straightened immediately; her fingers interlocked over her notepad as she focused intently on him.

"Osborn Media and Entertainment Group is more than just a broadcast arm now; you’re our global perception manager," he declared.

"I want strategic partnerships with international streaming giants,anchor networks on every continent! Original films and docuseries designed to spread our legacy."

He met her gaze firmly. "This isn’t propaganda; it’s narrative control,there’s a difference! Shape how the world sees us before they decide for themselves."

With a faint smile of understanding, Emily replied, "Understood. I’ll need direct access to Evolon’s narrative engine."

"You’ll have it," Arthur assured her as holographic screens flared to life before Emily filled with essential information.

Turning his attention to Julian next, he said confidently, "First Uncle."

Julian narrowed his eyes slightly as if already calculating possibilities. "You’ve made Osborn Technology Group one of Aurelia’s top firms,"

Arthur continued. "Now I want a nationwide monopoly! AI solutions? Quantum computing? Digital security? We need everything that puts us five decades ahead!"

Julian tapped his pen thoughtfully before asking about cyberethics barriers.

Arthur shot him an unwavering look. "We’re not here for ethical debates,we’ll set the standard; everyone else will follow."

Another holographic screen appeared before Julian as he nodded slowly with determination.

Arthur turned to his right, a determined glint in his eye. "Third Uncle."

Richard adjusted his cuffs, exuding calm confidence,he was the clean-cut logistics genius of the family.

"The Osborn Supply Chain Group is our family’s circulatory system. I want complete control over raw material flows on every continent. No empire can thrive without steel, oil, food, or semiconductors. Identify the gaps in every supply chain and become the bridge that connects them."

Richard’s gaze sharpened as he asked, "You want monopoly or elasticity?"

"Both," Arthur replied decisively. "Buy, merge, crush, replace. I want every shipping lane, port, cargo route, and data chain tagged, monitored, or owned."

He pivoted next to Edward and William.

The two men immediately straightened up with serious expressions.

"You’re in charge of Osborn Mining and Resources," Arthur commanded. "I don’t want discussions about quotas,I need nationwide and continent-wide excavation plans for gold, oil, lithium, diamonds, coal,every resource that fuels civilization needs to be under our control."

He pointed toward a hologram displaying vast mineral deposits.

"Start with the Verdanian Ridge and the Northern Crysanth Belt. And secure exclusive mining rights in hostile zones through private military contracts. Talk to Evolon about sub-surface scans."

Edward rubbed his chin thoughtfully while William let out a low whistle.

"We’ll need air cover and private armies..."

"You’ll get them," Arthur assured him. "But remember: blood spilled without return is wasted. Don’t provoke; subjugate."

He turned to Oscar with an eager expression. "Oscar!"

Oscar leaned forward eagerly.

"Your toys are about to get an upgrade! Osborn Heavy Industries is no longer just a manufacturing firm,it’s our goddamn forge! I want next-gen cars, high-speed rail systems, air dominance crafts... luxury vehicle lines and orbital cargo drones! Especially the HyperRail-X-Express,I want control over the rail systems in Varenya and Noctis."

He paused dramatically before adding,

"...and you’re going to build the first hypersonic freight jet under our name."

Oscar blinked in disbelief. "How fast?"

"Fast enough to deliver cargo from Noctis to Aurelia in two hours and it better look stunning."

Oscar grinned widely and nodded confidently. "Don’t worry; I’ll complete my mission."

A holographic screen lit up in front of Oscar showcasing cutting-edge technologies that made him beam with excitement.

"Oh! And the real technology behind HyperRail-X? That’s included too," Arthur added with a smile.

"Sweet!" Oscar’s eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.

"Second Uncle!" Arthur called out next.

Nathaniel sat calmly but wore an expression that was both serene and intimidating.

"Osborn Real Estate and Construction is no longer just about building cities; it’s tasked with constructing civilizations."

Arthur leaned over the map, his finger tracing ambitious lines. "I want floating embassies, vertical farming complexes, smart housing districts, self-sustaining arcologies. I want entire cities built from scratch, proudly bearing our crest. And I want it done faster and better than anyone else."

Nathaniel raised an eyebrow, skepticism etched on his face. "You do realize what you’re asking for?"

A cold smile crept across Arthur’s lips. "I always know exactly what I’m asking for."

"Corporate collaboration with First Uncle on the tech side," Arthur added casually.

Nathaniel nodded in agreement, still processing the enormity of the task ahead.

Turning to the trio seated nearby, Arthur called out, "Ashley. Bella. Olivia."

The three girls straightened up instantly. Ashley arched an eyebrow in curiosity; Bella fidgeted nervously; Olivia gave a determined nod.

"You’re going to transform Osborn Fashion and Cosmetics into more than just trendsetters,"

Arthur declared with conviction. "I want bio-sensitive fabrics, anti-aging technology, embedded consumer tracking,beauty infused with power!"

Ashley tilted her head thoughtfully. "So... we’re going cyber?"

Arthur’s gaze sharpened. "No, you’re going indispensable! I want Osborn Cosmetics to be favored by royalty and Osborn Fashion to become essential for high society events, no red carpet without your designs and no gala without your presence."

Bella finally broke into a smile. "We’ll make them beg to wear our name!"

Arthur’s eyes sparkled as he added, "All the information and resources you need? Just ask Evolon."

He turned his attention to the last figure in the room. "George."

George had always been quiet but attentive as he looked at Arthur expectantly.

"Osborn Transportation Group will lead our logistical sovereignty,"

Arthur continued passionately. "I want private metro lines, automated taxi networks,deep-sea cargo rail systems that redefine transportation."

Stepping forward with purpose, he elaborated, "And let’s develop an elite air-lift system for evacuation, extraction, invasion,diplomacy without delays."

George nodded once in acknowledgment. "I’ll also revamp our aerospace division."

"Good as always," Arthur replied confidently. "And remember,the information you need is just a request away from Evolon."

With a decisive clap of his hands, he reset the projection screen before them.

"You have your directives,these aren’t mere goals; they’re obligations!" He locked eyes with each team member.

"You are not just employees; you are architects of a dynasty that will reshape the modern world."

A moment of silence hung in the air before Julian stood up firmly. "We’ll need weekly global intel."

"Evolon will provide it," Arthur assured him.

Oscar cracked his knuckles eagerly. "Just give me access to engineers,I’ll create machines that make history!"

Ashley smirked confidently. "And we’ll rule the runways!"

Nathaniel grinned, his eyes sparkling with ambition. "And I’ll craft the thrones from which they will rule."

Arthur took a moment, then settled into his seat with a thoughtful nod. "Good."

As if on cue, the lights in the conference room shifted dramatically, bathing everything in an ethereal glow.

The crest above them illuminated, casting shadows that danced across the walls.

"Then welcome," Arthur declared, a hint of excitement in his voice.

"To the true beginning of Dynasty Mode."