Supremacy Games

Two days later...

Felix showed his notebook, which was filled with details of the island, to the five architectural engineers who have just arrived.

"Look here, the foundations of the hotel, airport, seaport, and hospital are all in good condition. When my family decided to invest in this project, they used everything to solidify the foundations without future problems. This makes the remodeling much easier and cheaper. We need to remodel the exterior and the interior without worrying about the foundation of the building not handling the load."

He said while pointing at the first page of the notebook. He then instructed them politely.

"There are five of you. Each one of you will handle the design of a building. The last one will create a design for residential apartments for the employees who will get hired after we finish the remodeling."

"take note here. This is the outline of the entire island. The northern side will be for the resort hotel, the western side is for the airport, the eastern side is for the seaport, and the southern part will hold the warehouses. And finally, the middle of the island will be used as a residential area for the employees, and that's where the hospital shall be as well." He pointed at a small made map in his notebook.

"Feel free to read my notebook while I go search for some sketches I made." He said while heading towards his bedroom.

An engineer was sitting on the left side of the couch, took the notebook, and read it carefully, searching for any useful information.

He pointed at one sentence and said to the others, "Look here, he noted that the roads between the resort hotel and the airport are not in a straight line since there is a forest between them, which forces them to take a longer path, near the hills using jeeps."

"This means we need to create a high way between the two, or probably even between all of them. But now it's better to focus on the airport highway since the tourists will come from there. I suggest we call some of our subordinates to come here and handle those issues that may pop off like this, so we can focus on creating a design that will please young master Felix."

An old man with grey hair and a beard responded, "I shall give them a call then, and one more thing. DIBS ON THE HOTEL!"

The other four instantly realized what this shameless bastard meant and rashly called as well, "DIBS ON AIRPORT!"

"DIBS ON THE SEAPORT!"

I will fight anyone who tries to rob it from me."

called dibs on it, respect the gentleman pact,

jack shit, stop spewing lies. The seaport is mine. I already have ten seaport designs around the world under my

chair drinking tea said calmly, "I will take what's left; you guys choose what you want since no matter what you pick, my

silence covered the living room as the others focused their eyes on her weirdly like they were looking

design will be best.

one mocked her. "What a joke, the hotel was picked, the airport was picked as well, and the seaport is being fought over. The only thing left is the residential area and the hospital near it. What can you design to make them better

fought over, It already mines. The only thing left is those two projects. They can fight it over them, as long as they

called dibs on it, stop being

bald one was about to insult him back,

one minute, and you guys are already at each

moment they heard his voice,

creating their designs; I believe I will make one that will bring pride to the upcoming 6-star hotel." The bald man

I clearly called dibs

to listen to this farce anymore. So he ordered them indifferently, "You have three seconds to decide who will receive the seaport project. Use rock, paper,

one second passed, they both yelled out

while the dips man used rock. The result

the seaport, and you will get to the hospital or the residential area, make haste

will go for the residential Area then," he said in an

a project, I expect you guys not to disappoint me and

inspiration for the creation process. I will leave them here with you. For today take a look around the area,

take a breath in, the old man with grey hair called out loud, "DIBS