Building The Strongest Family

Chapter 412: Report [ 1 ]

In Arthur’s study, a serene stillness settled in at this hour.

Outside the tall glass windows, the estate stretched beneath the expansive night sky, alive with a tapestry of lights and flowing movements. Numerous buildings pierced the darkness, their windows twinkling like a multitude of distant stars. A soft hum from the flight lanes drifted through the reinforced glass, intertwining with the gentle rhythm of the estate.

Yet within the study, all noise dissolved into a calm quietude.

A soothing blue light illuminated the sleek obsidian floor. Holographic projectors lining the room pulsed softly, casting spinning rings of light that created fleeting shadows on Arthur’s desk. The vibe felt like that of a command center, subdued, poised, and thoroughly organized.

Arthur sat relaxed behind his desk, a glass of red wine resting casually in his hand. The cool glow from the hovering screens highlighted his face. His expression remained unreadable,neither happy nor concerned,just alert and watchful.

A deep resonance hummed through the space.

And then, Evolon appeared.

Its humanoid hologram formed gracefully in the center of the room, tall and ghostlike, as bright strands of light merged into a distinct shape. Its eyes,two faint blue spheres—met Arthur’s gaze.

"Patriarch," Evolon greeted in its serene voice. "The global data consolidation has been completed."

Arthur gently set down his wine glass; the soft sound barely disturbed the stillness.

"Evolon, start the report."

Evolon raised an arm, which instantly changed the display in the study room. Holographic panels slid into position, revealing detailed maps of continents, supply routes, and market patterns. City nodes flickered with life,each dot representing millions of people touched by Osborn Holdings.

A new system now directed global progress.

Evolon began its report with familiar accuracy.

"First overview," Evolon announced. "LUCEM-9 saturation achieved within one month."

A digital world map unfurled before them.

Nations lit up one by one until all 191 countries on Panterra glowed together in a soothing blue light.

Arthur’s gaze sharpened slightly, his expression unchanged.

"In every region," Evolon continued, "the cure has exceeded expected adoption rates."

Blue bars rose above each continent displayed.

"Aurelia: .94% usage.

Ignis: 97.1%.

Verdania: 99.7%.

Noctis: 100% saturation within ten days.

Ignis : 97.3%

Frostara:90.4%

Aquarion: 88.6%

Solara: 99.1%

Umbra: 89.9%

Eryndor : 85.7%

Zephyria: 78.6%

Crystalia : 99.6%."

The figures floated midair, delicate yet assured.

Arthur leaned back a bit, crossing one leg over the other."There is still no side effects,right?"

"Minimal, effectively zero on a large scale," Evolon responded promptly. "Global medical boards report no long-term complications have arisen. Acceptance is complete."

That statement hung in the air,a simple fact with profound implications.

Arthur ran his fingers along his chin."And what’s the sentiment out there?"

Evolon displayed real-time media feeds: crowds celebrating outside hospitals, families joyously reuniting, doctors overwhelmed with emotion, and news anchors proclaiming it as "the dawn of a new medical era."

Public trust ratings flashed prominently on every screen.

"The overall approval rating for Osborn Holdings stands at ninety-seven point eight percent."

Arthur nodded slightly.

"Expected."

Evolon gestured, and the screens adjusted.

"Next data layer: global pharmaceuticals."

A pie chart appeared, expanding like a rising moon. "Osborn Pharmaceuticals and Biotech Group now holds seventy-three point four percent of the global pharmaceutical market."

The other segments appeared thin and faded.

"Seventeen percent belongs to subsidiaries of the Ten Giants," Evolon continued. "All funnel their profits back to Osborn Holdings."

"And what about the rest?" Arthur asked.

"They’re split among smaller regional companies," Evolon replied. "None present a significant competitive challenge. Projections indicate further consolidation within three months."

Arthur picked up his wine glass once more, gently swirling the rich red liquid as it reflected the blue light from the holograms around him.

"Good," he murmured, his voice soft yet carrying a sense of conclusion.

"Next," he instructed.

The holograms shifted again, forming a circular network diagram. Lines connected various sectors,supply chains, hospitals, banks, transportation, and drones,each one resembling a vibrant nervous system.

Evolon gestured to the outer edge of the diagram. "Let’s start with logistics. The Osborn Supply Chain Group has experienced an astounding three hundred and ten percent boost in global movement."

Lines animatedly pulsed across the globe.

"We’ve achieved a distribution efficiency of ninety-nine point nine percent. The surge in demand for LUCEM-9 has fostered an internal ecosystem centered around Osborn channels."

Arthur tapped his fingers on the chair’s armrest. "How’s the banking sector holding up?"

The hologram zoomed in. "Osborn Bank has launched eleven billion new accounts in just six weeks."

Arthur raised an eyebrow,not in surprise, but in acknowledgment of the scale of it all.

"Financial adoption has exceeded our expectations by twelve-fold," Evolon continued. "Governments are now entrusting their national health funds to Osborn Bank as citizens flock due to the appeal of free medical credit."

Arthur lifted his glass again. "So, the treatment has sparked a currency flow."

"Exactly," Evolon confirmed. "It’s a tightly regulated economic cycle."

The diagram expanded again to focus on the Osborn Hospital Group. "Worldwide, the patient conversion rate is at sixty-four percent, and in some areas, it’s even reached seventy-nine percent."

"And what about those who haven’t made the switch?" Arthur inquired.

"They’re in the process of transitioning," Evolon explained. "We anticipate full conversion within the next eight months."

A flicker of satisfaction appeared in Arthur’s eyes.

The scene shifted.

Images of government chambers emerged, some were subdued, while others were alive with heated discussions. Though the visuals were silent, the tension in the air was palpable.

Evolon spoke with its calm, measured tone. "Ten countries have dissolved their health ministries in favor of models led by Osborn."

The screens zoomed in on government documents, each stamped with official seals and signatures.

"Fifty-one nations have adopted new medical standards based solely on Osborn protocols. Their rationale? Better survival rates and lowered national expenditure."

Arthur interjected, "And what about the opposition?"

"It’s fading rapidly," Evolon replied. "People are urging their leaders to adopt Osborn practices. Those who resist risk facing public outcry and possible economic downturn."

The screens then showcased the leader of a small nation, kneeling before an assembly as he pleaded for Osborn’s support.

Arthur pressed on, "What’s the status of infrastructure requests?"

Evolon displayed another map. "We currently have two hundred thirty-four proposals for clinics that meet Osborn standards, along with forty-seven proposals for cities designed around those standards. There are also nine comprehensive proposals for integrating medical services into government systems."

Arthur scanned the data intently. "So the world is turning to us."

"They’re depending on us," Evolon gently corrected.

Setting down his wine glass without breaking his focus on the holograms, Arthur urged, "Please, go on."