The introduction of pure Joy to the clubs turned out to be greater than expected. Rola and the others started out by giving the customers the new pure Joy as an introduction, and once they tasted it, the rumor spread like wildfire.
Usually, only about 20% of the customers visiting these clubs bought Joy. Most of them just consumed alcohol to have fun, others were flooded themselves with sex, and some of them already brought in their own Joy.
The party had just started, with the floors and seats still devoid of bodily liquids and vomit. There weren't even any drunk men flirting with women ten years younger than them. It was just people drinking alcohol and waited until the party ramped up into full blast.
But there were some people who wanted to buy Joy. And when they were given the pure Joy instead, they were all reluctant to try it.
With some persuasion and a free sample of a few grams, some people were persuaded to actually try it.
The result was what you expected. There were screams of exclamation and moans of exhilaration as soon as the red snow powder hit their tongues.
It was like lightning striking their bodies, hitting their sensual nerves like they were in heaven. They couldn't even maintain their balance, as some of them had to sit down and process this experience.
What happened? Were they poisoned? Those were the thoughts of the people reluctant to try the Joy. But then, they saw them smile and laugh as if they were crazy.
"Oh My God! What is this? Is this Joy?"
Those who experienced the miraculous taste of the pure Joy immediately wanted to try it again. It was as if their whole lives they were living in a desert devoid of water, and now, they were given the keys to paradise.
With that kind of reaction, some people were immediately intrigued. Especially with those who tasted it frantic to buy more as they were afraid that the supply would run out.
And that sent out a domino effect as more and more tasted and tried the pure Joy, which only exponentially increased the reputation of the drug.
The people who had just entered the club were confused to see no one dancing in the center of the room nor were there any people irritating the bartender for more alcohol. Everyone was just crowding in one corner.
The rumor of this pure Joy spread like wildfire. Some immediately brought back their friends to let them have a taste of this new drug. In the end, even people a few kilometers away from Trough Street had heard of this new drug.
Not all of them believed it, of course. But enough of them were intrigued enough to try it. This led to more visitors in the club than at any time when the Capo gang had it under control.
This led to more profits from entrance fees, alcohol fees, and other more establishments under Caesar's control.
If everything went well, another 5 million Parou would be added to the 10 million Parou profit that Caesar would earn every day. This was a huge success.
But of course, success led to more jealousy. Some groups that lingered around Trough Street were eager to take over this new operation. The Capo gang was gone, and now it was time for them to take over.
So, they sent over some of their drug pushers to try and take some of that profit. Rola did everything she could, but she couldn't get rid of them, just like you couldn't get rid of pests in a cockroach-riddled house.
Now, someone even worse had come here due to the rumors. Rola looked at the new visitors in this club, all wearing red uniforms and a frightening amount of Miracle power leaking out of their bodies.
As soon as Rola looked at them, the three looked back.
"Well, well, well. Would you look at this place?"
"Yes. It's very…crude."
"Hey, you girl. You're a strong one. Mind if we crash this party?"
These three men wore the emblem of the Krabers, with a cross inside a circle. Everyone knew them, even the most oblivious customers inside the club.
Instantly, everyone looked at them with wary eyes. The partying stopped.
"Please leave. This is private property." Rola warned.
But the three men just chuckled at her. They didn't even see her as a threatening foe.
"Or you'll do what?" the man on the left said as he kicked a chair down.
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Some people were immediately scared as they felt the threatening atmosphere in the club. They wanted to flee as fast as they could, not wanting to get involved in any gang fight.
But that ended up being their misfortune. The Kraber member on the right grabbed a woman by the pearls in her neck. She choked, and her body was left recoiling back.
The man then took something to the floor. It was a bag containing a red powder. The woman dropped this as she fell down on the floor.
"What is this? This is Joy?" the man asked.
Rola clenched her fist. She almost lost control as she saw the woman choking, but she controlled herself.
"Ha! This is trash! And anyone who consumes this kind of trash will receive the full wrath of the Krabers!" he exclaimed.
The man then threw down the bag on the ground and crushed it with his feet. Then, he did something disgusting.
The man pulled down his pants and took out his phallic body part and pissed directly at the red powder on the ground, a complete disrespect of the product.
"HAHAHAH! That feels good," the man commented. "Everybody look! This is what will happen to you when you buy this piece of crap!"
The people around them shivered. They knew how powerful the Krabers were, and how powerless they would be once they angered them. One by one, all of them threw the Joy powder on the ground.
"That's right!" the man shouted. "And you! You're the one who sold this Joy powder, right?"
The three Kraber men looked at Rola and smiled at her. "If you know what's best for you, you'll stop this operation right now."
"Hahaha, that's not enough. Let her taste her own product."
"I see. Then you, woman! Eat this powder in the ground," he said as he pointed at the piss-filled Joy powder on the ground.
Rola almost burst out in anger as she heard this. But her internal fear of the Krabers kept her sober. They had hundreds upon hundreds of Miracled at their disposal, all much stronger than her.
The best thing to do here was to agree to her conditions…but she can't do that. She had to fight.
Electricity buzzed around her finger, ready to burst out in an electrical field. But before she could react, someone from the room tackled the three men.
"You Bastards!"
Ybarra came from the side and tackled one of the men with all his strength. He was angry, livid at these people who just crashed at their territory and demanded whatever they wanted.
His anger came from deep in his heart, as if it was a tangible feeling. It was powering him, filling him up with some sort of invisible power that covered his whole body with unimaginable strength.
He didn't even notice it, but part of his arms turned reddish black, leathery to the touch. His jaws started to grow, and his teeth grew sharper into a spear-like crusher.
With every step, his strength grew even stronger. His every step left quakes in the floor, leaving a three-pronged imprint behind. Everyone was aghast to see some kind of hybrid between a human and a prehistory dinosaur.
Even the three Krabers looked at Ybarra with wary eyes. They didn't think that a Miracled at this caliber was hiding here.
They all braced themselves as Ybarra rushed towards them. They would have to use the full extent of their powers to try and even withstand such monstrous strength.
But it turned out, they didn't have to. As Ybarra came towards them, his body started to lose control. His Miracle power ran amok in his body, with no control whatsoever, leaving it dissipating in the air.
His body started to revert back into a human form. His leathery skin turned soft and supple, like that of a baby's. The tyrannical strength that he was emitting was gone, and all they could feel was Ybarra stumbling around like a drunk.
The Kraber members were confused. Why did this guy transform back into his normal self? Then, the realization hit. Ybarra couldn't control his powers. He was a novice.
"HAHA! You are just a mere beginner trying to fight us well-trained soldiers?! Learn your place, trash!"
With one backhand slap, Ybarra was sent flying a few feet back. He didn't even have enough concentration to try and fight back.
But thankfully, he was not the only one fighting. A dark shadow formed behind them and his face morphed to show Mitre's face. He was a master of his own shadow, controlling it to his will–at least, he was supposed to.
Mitre used a blob of shadow to cloak his own fist to lunge at the Kraber members with additional strength. But before it could even hit its target, the shadow dissipated into the air.
It was made painfully aware that they are incompetent as a Miracled, compared to the three of them.
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Caesar was sitting in the corner, watching all of this unfold without doing anything. He didn't pay any attention to Ybarra or Mitre. He only looked at the three Kraber members.
"Good timing. I was wondering where I can get more Miracle drugs for my collection."