Tom slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he felt was pain.
The second was disbelief.
"He… won against me?" His voice trembled. "How is that even possible?"
Around him, the elite unit stood frozen. These were men who had seen blood, war, and death—yet none of them could process what they had just witnessed. Their strongest captain had been defeated in a single exchange. Clean. Absolute.
PK didn't spare Tom another glance.
As if the fight had been nothing more than a mild distraction, he turned to the elite unit and spoke calmly.
"Anyone here want to join my squad?"
The question landed like a thunderclap.
For a brief moment, no one moved.
Then—one hand went up.
PK's gaze shifted to the man and, without anyone noticing, he scanned him.
Name: Mark
Trust: 50
Loyalty: 50
Skill: Highly proficient in close combat and knives
PK nodded slightly.
"Good enough."
He turned to Selene.
"Inform the head. He's joining my Tiger Squad. Until I say otherwise, he follows only my orders—and the head's."
Mark's eyes widened.
Relief. Excitement. Pride.
The elite unit's training was brutal beyond imagination. Being chosen by PK felt like stepping out of hell into opportunity. Around him, others clenched their fists, regret etched clearly on their faces for hesitating even a second.
PK looked back at Selene once more.
"Send me the complete list of my Tiger Squad. Every name. Every detail."
Then he turned and walked away.
No salute.
No farewell.
Like a man who owned the place.
Unseen to PK, the head and multiple division leaders had been watching everything from the control room. Silence filled the space before one of them finally exhaled.
"Shooting… combat… hacking… reflexes," one muttered. "There's no weak point."
The head allowed himself a rare smile.
"Good. Very good."
Outside the base, PK immediately called Dustin.
Within the hour, they were at the registration office, finalizing the acquisition of Square City. The deal closed cleanly at 22 crores, and the name was officially changed.
VP Square City.
As PK stepped into the building once again, his eyes moved calmly across the structure. Layouts. Flow. Future expansions. Departments yet to be born.
This wasn't just a property.
It was a foundation.
And PK had only just begun to build.