The gold market was now Arnold's main concern. He was like a new mother with a new baby which he was still nursing. Fragile. Always checking the baby monitor. The quest to dominate the gold market was a very tricky one, despite how enormous the reward he’d get would be. And as such he had to be alert to swipe in and take his pound of flesh or else he could get hurt in the process too.He didn’t want to even think of the sordid punishment he’d get should he fail the quest, or go against the rule of the system. Morning, afternoon, evening, he monitored the gold trading market. Checking. Gauging. He had all hands on deck, as he curiously waited for the right moment to come — the moment when the big boy investors would start investing, and he’d watch them out their all before outbidding them. And he wasn’t going to let any opportunity slip by. He was determined not to fail. So long as he didn’t lose any blood in the process, he was sure he could pull this off… and there was the added

A few days after the sale of the paper company the big three investors usually used to move gold, Arnold was holed up at his apartment, whiskey glass in his hand as he recalled the events of the last few days.If there was one peculiar thing about him, it was his ability to take inventory of what he'd done so far, so he could see how far he'd come and plan his future better.Arnold took life really seriously. Having tasted the harsh side of life before, he knew that if one got too comfortable with the frivolities, things wouldn’t end up looking good in the ledger book and he just couldn’t afford that.So even though his life was a bit more exciting lately, Arnold kept working like a horse and planning at the same time. He just didn’t want to get carried away. Not at this early stage even. He was yet to make his mark, or even if he had, he wanted to make more marks.He wanted to be at the top of the top. Not necessarily in the greedy way, but then he wanted to build a very solid reputa

With his plan successfully executed, Arnold was now even richer than before. There was a pep in his step and a feeling of invisibility he carried with him from that day onwards. Like he was untouchable.He recounted the deals with the big boy investors, recalling how he had successfully passed the quest of dominating the gold market. He could still remember what the system had shown him on the screenThe reward he’d gotten, and just how proud Nexus had been off him—something that was strange but uplifting.The Quest details had went thus—[Quest to Dominate the gold market completed successfully!][Quest reward] - $40,000 in your lavish account and another $40,000 in your main account. Some extra dollars. That was just so sweet.The ringing of his alarm clock that early morning, was all it took for Arnold to snap out of his head and come back to reality."Oh, shit," He cursed as he began to get ready for his appointment, for the day.He was to meet up with a realtor for a tour of ano

Arnold was a beast. An unstoppable one. He continued without a single break, making a mark on Wall Street — a mark that would not be so easily forgotten.This time, he was doing it singlehandedly. Not as a mere protege of Mr Xiu. But, as his own person, his own boss. And, damn, that felt so good.As time passed, his profit increased massively. His profit increased in such a way that he started a random investment company. It was a company that dealt mainly on investing in other conglomerate business in order to swallow them at their lowest point. He would buy their shares and earn management right, and when they were going through a low time, he would step in and buy the company. He'd gotten this idea after he successfully did the same with the big boy investors—the paper nylon company he'd bought from them—and he saw how profitable it was.Asides from the investment company, he also resumed stable supply of the metal bullets to his customer gang and they were paying him cool cash for

Arnold heaved himself up from the floor with a hefty grunt, his eyes flying about the room in search of his clothes. The first step in defeating Rocky, who was still yelling at Lisa, was to find his clothes and dress up. The second step was to seek assistance from the system store, as Nexus had advised, and the third step...? He had no idea what that would entail, but he’d have to figure it out, though.Right now, though, his utmost priority was getting dressed so he could get back on top of this mess he'd somehow created.Crawling about the room and picking up his clothes, Arnold let out a sign and an agonizing wince now and then.First, he wore his shirt. Then he put on his pants and socks. And soon, he was done dressing. Looking around the disorganized room, he noticed a towel and grabbed it to clean his bloodied face. His hands trembled too much to wipe away all signs of blood thoroughly, but he gave it his all. While he was cleaning himself, though, Rocky was still yelling at