The Tycoon's Odyssey

"All these hillbillies trying to control the world, let\'s trample them and let these Rajputs be the perfect examples."

"For a better world."

[For a better world,] Aurora echoed.

PFTTTT!

The next second they heard a burst of sonorous laughter. On snapping their heads they saw the system laughing wildly.

"What!"

Both Aurora and Evan asked at the same time.

"It\'s nothing.Its just you two look like a cult who out on a mission to cleanse the world."

"Truly childish!" the system mocked.

Evan\'s lips twitched and he looked at Aurora.

"Ignore him and just do the work."

Jagesh and Vishal stood at the railing of the bustling trading floor, surrounded by their team of a hundred skilled traders and analysts, all focused intently on their screens.

The atmosphere was charged with chaos, filled with the rapid clatter of keyboards, the murmur of urgent conversations and the high pressure as everyone scrambled to sort through complex codes and execute high-stakes trades. They thrived in the adrenaline-fueled market, every flicker of the charts carrying the potential for profit.

Just as Jagesh was about to finalize a major trade, the screens around them flickered violently, ominous colors dancing chaotically before plunging into total blackness. A collective gasp rose from the team and a jarring silence replaced the cacophony of their work.

The screen blurring with flickering charts was suddenly cut off, leaving only dark, lifeless screens.

"What the fuck is wrong with the monitors?"

"What the hell just happened?" Jagesh exclaimed, his voice cutting through the tension as the sudden darkness shrouded their work in uncertainty.

Panicked cries erupted across the floor as the team members scrambled to restart their computers with frantic movements, a stark contrast to the calm precision they had moments ago.

Jagesh\'s heart raced as he glanced around, watching as his colleagues frantically banged on their keyboards, their faces a mixture of disbelief and fear.

"Is there a power cut?" he shouted, trying to pierce through the chaos.

"No! The power\'s still on!" came a voice from the back, laced with confusion.

"Then what the heck is going on?" Jagesh demanded, frustration mounting as he turned to Vishal. He found his expression pale and stricken as he checked the system.

"Jagesh," Vishal uttered, with a feeble and trembling voice.

"I don\'t know what happened but everything just…got shut down all at once."

Jagesh\'s frustration morphed into urgency.

"We need to regroup!" he commanded, raising his voice to rally the team. "Get everyone\'s attention! We can\'t let this turn into complete chaos!"

The team members, sensing the need for direction, gradually quieted down, their wide eyes shifting towards Jagesh and Vishal.

"Listen up!" Jagesh commanded, projecting authority. "We need to assess the situation. Everyone, check your systems and report back! We need to know if this is a widespread issue or localized."

Vishal nodded, stepping beside Jagesh as they began to take charge of the situation.

"We\'ll check the server room. If there\'s a malfunction, we need to address it immediately," he added, determination returning to his voice.

As they made their way through the chaotic sea of desks and worried traders, the emergency lights flickered on, casting a ghostly glow over the room.

Anxiety hung heavy in the air, and Jagesh felt a sense of growing dread in his gut. Something was seriously wrong, and they had to regain control before this incident spiraled beyond their reach.

"Stay calm, everyone!" Jagesh shouted, trying to instil confidence in his team. "We\'ve trained for emergencies like this. We\'ll get to the bottom of it. Let\'s move!"

As the tension in the room thickened, Jagesh turned to the team, urgency etched across his face.

"Listen up! I need you all to check the server for any malfunctions—now!" he commanded, sending a group of tech-savvy analysts sprinting towards the server room.

Meanwhile, Vishal stepped forward, raising his voice to draw the attention of their anxious team.

"Everyone, pull out your phones! Use the broker apps to trade!" Vishal instructed, determination filled in his eyes. "Time is running out, and this is our best chance to salvage our positions."

His words cut through the panic like a knife, and the team quickly sprang into action and hurriedly retrieved their smartphones. Fortunately, Vishal had foreseen emergencies like this and had ensured that all accounts were pre-connected to the broker apps, streamlining the process.

In a matter of seconds, the trading floor transformed into a frenzy of swiping screens and tapping fingers. Traders hurriedly opened their apps, their fingers flying across the screens as they raced to buy and sell before it was too late.

But as they dove deeper into the digital chaos, something even more unsettling began to happen. Their expressions froze in disbelief, eyes wide with shock.

"Now! What\'s going on?" Vishal called out, noticing the abrupt shift in energy around him.

"Sir, it\'s not working!" cried a frantic voice from the back. "I can\'t sell or buy anything! It\'s as if my account isn\'t functioning!"

"Mine too!" another voice echoed, panic rising. "The app just crashed!"

"Mine just froze!" shouted a third, their face a mask of confusion and fear.

Hearing the growing chorus of dismay, Jagesh\'s frustration erupted. "What the fuck is going on?" he roared as he found anger boiling over as he clenched his fists.

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him, each moment slipping further out of their control.

Unbeknownst to them, every program and security firewall system they had recently integrated into their trading platform had begun executing Aurora\'s plan.

She had detected a vulnerability in the market and decided to take decisive action, an action that would shake the very foundation of trading in Indra.

In a matter of mere milliseconds, Aurora launched her attack. She accessed the core of the trading system, sending a shockwave that crashed not just their systems but those of every brokerage firm linked to the central market. The screens that once flickered with potential trades now stood eerily still, frozen in time, rendering every trader helpless.