Resurrecting the Genius Within (Calypso Rain) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 The Totem Tattoo 

The bearded man suddenly released the steering wheel after closing the distance with the people ahead. He lunged at Isabelle, attempting to grab the knife. 

When the car stopped, the people on the roadside immediately sprung into action. The broken–down- looking car also started up quickly, attempting to intercept their vehicle. 

However, before they could surround the car, the driver’s side door suddenly swung open, and someone kicked out the bearded man. 

Isabelle kicked the person out of the car and quickly switched seats to the driver’s side. She took control of the steering wheel and swiftly closed the door. 

With a push on the gas pedal, she veered away from the car trying to intercept her and sped towards that dangerous place…. 

Isabelle’s car was intercepted at the entrance. 

Alcott was a polarized region. The poor were so impoverished they could starve on the roadside, while the wealthy lived in extravagant luxury day after day. 

The enormous gap made people’s hearts greedy and sinister. 

Inside, it gathered all sorts of people: big drug lords, arms dealers, and businessmen seeking excitement and wealth. 

Here existed countless unimaginable and unspeakable business dealings that challenge one’s understanding. 

Inside, the various factions were delineated, with guards at every entrance and exit demanding payment. 

Isabelle rolled down the window and handed over a stack of money. 

The per 

person preparing to collect the money noticed the delicate, fair–skinned hand offering it. It was clearly a woman’s hand. 

He followed the hand and looked into the car. Through the windshield, he saw the incredibly beautiful face of an Ardon girl. 

Instantly, he looked at her like a hungry wolf, seeing fresh meat. 

He alerted his companions. 

The guards at the entrance turned to look, discarded their cigarettes and stood up, moving closer to the 

car. 

Approaching closer, they found the girl even more stunning. Her skin was so flawless that it was almost irresistible to look at. 

Seeing only the girl in the car, they were slightly surprised but didn’t pay much attention. After all, regardless of her identity, everyone was treated the same once inside this place. 

Several of them surrounded the car, their faces filled with greed. 

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Chapter 228 The Totem Tattoo 

With looks like hers and being a pure Ardon, she could fetch a sky–high price, especially since they were currently short on resources. They hadn’t expected someone like her to knock on their door. 

They took the money but had no intention of letting her go. Instead, they knocked on the car window, signalling the girl to leave. 

The car window opened a small crack, and someone impatiently reached his arm inside the car, aiming to grab the car keys from the ignition. 

Isabelle floored the gas pedal, and the car ploughed through the roadblock, charging forward. 

The person’s arm got caught in the car window and was dragged for a distance before he fell to the ground, his arm broken. 

The man struggled to his feet, watching as the SUV drove away. 

“Notify the higher–ups. We’ve got an Ardon woman who just barged in. We must find her, this kind of prime resource can’t get away.” 

The car stalled and couldn’t be restarted. 

Isabelle picked up her backpack and abandoned the car, proceeding on foot deeper into the area. 

Along the way, she could see cannabis and poppy plants being cultivated everywhere. 

This place was originally an extremely insular tribe that survived by cultivating these plants. Later, it was targeted by drug traffickers. 

This place retained many indigenous features, such as wooden houses and traditional clothing. 

Someone controlled every piece of land here. Due to the mix of people, scarcity of resources, and its status as a lawless area, all factions here were known for being fiercely territorial, and disputes often turned deadly at the drop of a hat. 

Foreign faces were targeted as soon as they stepped into the border, unknowingly becoming their meal to fill their stomachs. 

Unlucky ones were robbed, assaulted, and left dead by the roadside before they even entered. Many of them travel in groups.. 

As night fell, Isabelle, alone, was like a lamb entering a tiger’s den. 

Everyone she encountered on the road stared at her with hostility, and some even followed her openly, trailing closely behind. 

On her way, Isabelle noticed that most of those people had a totem tattoo on the side of their necks–a red one, about half the size of a fist. 

It was the tattoo pattern of the Warners. 

The people who stopped her at the entrance also had the same tattoo on their necks. 

She was currently in the Warners‘ territory.