Silent Fight.

There is also the higher chance of an Omega becoming a demigod compared to other supers. If one of their Omegas becomes a demigod, the corpos that sponsored the demigod will be able to create a city.

He didn't know that before. It was thanks to Wrath that he now knows why New London is owned by shareholders who are rich but weak themselves.

If he were rich, maybe he would be able to contend with the corpos in the search for Omega abilities, but he is not. So he must work his ass off. And if he is lucky, he might encounter a good ability to steal in his missions. 

"That's the dream, isn't it?" He thought to himself. "It is one step at a time."

While he was deep in thought, someone new joined them. This man wearing a thick aviator eyepiece and a black windbreaker took a good look around the full room. They didn't like what they saw at all. It was obvious from the frown on their face. 

The man stared at Kelvin in particular, looking as if to pick a fight with him. Maybe it was the fact that blood was all over Kelvin's face or it was the fact that he was sitting right in front, but no one seemed to have any issues with him. It could be both, but for whatever reason, the man didn't pick a fight with him. 

The man and the frown on his face changed to a more suitable target. The target he selected was a woman with yellow skin. The sight of the red spots on her skin didn't warn him off. Instead, he matched over to her and placed his hand on her exposed shoulder. 

He pulled his hand away in disgust immediately because there was a thin film of transparent mucus on her skin. This got the attention of the lady, which made her turn to him. 

He rubbed his hand against his windbreaker as he said, "You are sitting on my seat." 

She didn't refute him. She nodded and stood up from the stool. Everyone was taken aback by her reaction. Even the man expected some sort of resistance. He was ready for a fight, so her immediate surrender left him stunned for a while. 

Eventually he nodded and took the stool. He commended her as he got comfortable, "You are a smart one. That is good. You will be able to live longer this way." 

She nodded in understanding, which made the man speechless. 

He felt he needed to continue, so he decided to advise her. "Actually, you're not completely bad. Maybe just a little weak. But I'm sure in time you will learn to use your powers better, or maybe you will even rise to the professional league and evolve your ability."

"So don't beat yourself up for this. I'm sure you have some potential to..." 

The man's arm fell to his side. He paused what he was saying and looked it over, wondering why. But then the side of his face fell. He looked like he just had a stroke. 

But things became worse than that. Red spots popped up all over his droopy skin. Then his heart stopped. The man fell down from the stool dead. 

The woman returned to her seat quietly without missing a beat. Another round of workers came around to drag the corpse away. Only then did she speak. 

She said, "Use gloves. He is poisonous." 

Kelvin and everyone else noticed that her tongue was slim and long. It was coiled in her mouth, which made her words muffled. 

The workers thanked her for the lifesaving advice and returned to get gloves. Meanwhile, the man's began to turn yellow, and more red spots continued to appear on this yellowing skin. 

That ended the encounter of a villain who wanted to fight for a seat with the most polite villainess in the room. Nothing changed after the short fight apart from the people around her schooching away from her. 

Wrath hissed in his ear. "Posion ability. It should be a beta ability, but it is very strong. You are vulnerable to her, so you should stay away or kill her from afar." 

Kelvin nodded in acknowledgement. He heard someone mutter somewhere in the room, "Wanna bet that there will be a fifth?" 

The question was answered with a snort. "With this many villains, I won't be surprised if there is a fifth, but I am not betting." 

The two of them argued for a while until their employer finally showed up 5 minutes later. It was a woman. That wasn't noteworthy. What was noteworthy was that she was part plant, part human.

She was mostly vines, to be exact. Her skin was green, parts of her skin were brown bark, while her hair was red vines that fell to the ground beneath her. 

She was scantily clad, which combined with her full figure, red eyes, and red lips made for quite a mesmerizing sight. 

She looked at the blood stains on the ground and said, "Thank you for the four bodies. They will help my plants grow very well. That and the death matches were entertaining to watch. So this corporation is off to a good start."

"I am Red Dream. I'll be your boss for this mission. This is a meeting to inform you of what we are up against."

"As you know, my small community of businessmen has been embroiled in a conflict with another enterprising bunch. This conflict has developed from a hostile and aggressive takeover to a deadly removal. I need you to help me resist and remove the competition." 

"Some of you might have heard of me. For those who haven't, let me give you more background information. I am the creator of red dust. I started a business to make my creation available to anyone who would like to escape from the troubles of life into a pleasant dream. I have done a lot of good for the world."