In the muted confines of the school office, I stood before my classroom teacher, his eyes a blend of concern and disappointment. "Alex, what's gotten into you?" he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. "You're always the polite one, the brightest in class. Why would you hit Roger?" He leaned forward, earnestly trying to reach me through his words. ‘Who are you? A poor teacher from a small city with a low salary, always complaining about the low income, and experiencing the hardships of frugal life, yet daring to criticize this amazing Marshal?’ ‘Because I listened to you too much in my past life, I grew up poor like you.’ I clenched my fists, feeling a surge of frustration. "Roger has been bullying me and extorting money for two years," I said, my voice a low growl. "I just couldn't take it anymore." My teacher sighed deeply, his gaze softening. "Since this is your first offense, I'll only give you a warning this time. But don't let it happen again. We'll have to call both your

[Karma System] [Your status Health : 50 / 100 max Strength : 20 / 100 max Agility : 20 /100 max Intelligent : 60/100 max Handsomeness : 60 / 100 max First reward all status +2 Health : 52 / 100 max Strength : 22 / 100 max Agility : 22 /100 max Intelligent : 62 /100 max Handsomeness : 62 / 100 max] [New Health quest #2 Walk or run 5 miles. Push up 60 Sit up 60 Reward Strength +1] Great, as long as I can improve myself, little by little, slowly but surely, it means I'm still alive. Even a plant grows; how can humans not grow? Only the deceased remain stagnant. The seed will eventually grow into a mighty tree, and I too will someday transform into... ‘a loser….’ ‘I almost cried again; sometimes, knowing what I will become in the future, a loser, truly saddens me. There is also trauma etched into my soul.’ ‘When you live in poverty for too long, you start to believe that you cannot become rich anymore, and that is a sickness. It requires more money to pay the psychiatr

In a hazy daze and numbing of pain, I felt hands gently lifting me, their touch a contrast to the hot asphalt. I felt the sticky sensation of blood matting my hair and tracing a warm path down my neck. They hoisted me into a taxi, the chaos of the scene blurring around me. As the vehicle hurtled towards the nearest hospital, I could only focus on the rhythmic thumping of my heart, echoing my disarray. The taxi's journey ended abruptly, and I was met by a flurry of activity. Nurses, moving with practiced urgency, called for doctors while the world around me faded to black once more. When I next opened my eyes, the sterile, antiseptic scent of the hospital room filled my nostrils. A splitting headache gripped me, as if my skull was being cleaved in two. Alone in the dimly lit room, I surveyed my surroundings, the stillness of the night enveloping me like a shroud. Yet it was pain, an old acquaintance from my days as a soldier, that truly awakened me. It surged through me, a reminder o

“Anyway, as a good uncle, can you give Hendrick $100?” I pleaded with Dave, my eyes locked onto his. “I promised him $100 to bring me here, to bet my only $1000. Now, I'm penniless.”Dave half-smiled, a mix of amusement and disbelief dancing in his eyes. “But that was your promise to him.”"I tricked him into coming here to bring you profits for your business. This is called a referral in business. Please, he is your good nephew, and he is trying to help your business grow."Dave shook his head, a reluctant chuckle escaping his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crisp $100 bill, handing it to Hendrick, whose face lit up with joy.“Thanks, uncle,” Hendrick beamed.“Now we're square, right?” I said, clapping Hendrick on the shoulder. He nodded in agreement. “Listen to me, invest your $100 in the 16 games I've picked out. You won't regret it.”Hendrick's expression soured, his brow furrowing. “I need the money for something else, brother.”I shrugged, a wry smile playing o

"You are really smart," I said, my voice tinged with a mix of admiration and cunning. "If you had offered 1 billion, it might not have piqued my interest. But with 5 billion, your greed mirrors my own. We're perfectly matched. You will benefit greatly from my knowledge.""So, does that mean you'll share your plans for the 5 billion?" Dave asked, his eyes sparkling with eager anticipation."We both know that such an enormous sum cannot be brought into this place swiftly. It needs to be laundered, cleansed of its illicit origins. I presume our funds are in the Cayman Islands, a zero-tax haven, correct?" I pondered aloud. "Bringing it into our country would mean losing about 40-50% of it to taxes, which neither of us wants.""You are so smart," Dave chuckled, his laughter resonating with genuine appreciation. "I enjoy conversing with a smart man. So, what shall we do with our money?""There's a company in Finland named NOKIA, makers of mobile phones. Buy their stock on the 10th of August