Allen pulled out the sunglass and looked around for the woman but she wasn't anywhere near him.
Strange. How can a sunglass be able to reveal his information and where was the voice coming from? He had a lot of questions running through his head. Rescue his sister? How does the voice know and even the woman, how does she know his sister was taken away and he lost his mother. Realization was finally getting to him and he was bringing everything together. "You don't know what you are about to own. Don't throw away this opportunity," he remember her words as he stared at the strange, old sunglass that looks like it belongs to a waste bin. Could it be an advance technology that knows everything about him? He was willing to rescue his sister and would giving the technology a chance help him out? Having no other choice, he wore back the sunglass and it activated again. -Welcome back user 101, or do you prefer to be called Allen?- the female system voice spoke again. He was fascinated but it wasn't time to keep wondering about the system or anything. "If I choose the second option, how would I get paid?" -Every past users have a safe in Geneva hotel. You will know what to do when you get there.- "And you said I will get the exact amount I need to pay the loan shark off right?" -Yes you will. And not just that, you will have a lot of benefits added to it. For every mission you accept, you will get credited $14,000,000 and for every successful missions, you will get paid $200,000,000 and other properties would be given to you." "I don't really need your money right now. The reason why I would have needed that money is no more. I will just get back my sister and give you back to your owner." -Hmm, I don't think you would want that. Anyway, I am Ultimate or you can call me the name of your crush. I would love to answer that.- the system voice said cheekily but Allen rolled his eyes. "Where is this Geneva hotel and how do I get there? I need to get the money and get my sister back." -Take it slow dude. You can visit the hotel but you can't get the money until six in the morning. That is the only time our users are allowed in.- "As long as you help me with the money before evening, I wouldn't have any problem with that. And also, can you give me the information about that old woman? I need to return this sunglass to her. It doesn't belong to me." -Are you an idiot?- Allen rose a brow. -I am ultimate and can actually swear at you so do not be surprise that I did. Anyway, you are really an idiot. She sold this device to you and you want to return this to her? It is an opportunity to make money and become rich while kicking asses- "I don't need any damn money. I was in need of it hours ago but not anymore." -I see. You hate riches now because of your mother's death?- Allen halted and tightened his fist. He hated rich people instead. Infact, he hated everyone. They all turned their backs away from him. Valerie, the man who fathered him, the loan sharks, the hospital management who keeps the charity money meant for treating those who couldn't afford and so on. -So you are just going to continue living a terrible life with your sister?- Allen said nothing and went on. "Can you provide the information about this hotel you talk about?" -Very well then.- A cab suddenly drove to where he was and the driver popped his head out of the window. "Hey! You called for a cab didn't you?" No he didn't. -I booked an Uber. The driver would take you to the hotel.- Ultimate told him. Allen, without asking any questions, entered the car and the driver drove off. The more the driver drives, the more the cab fees kept increasing. Allen had no money with him and wondered if ultimate would be the one to pay cause he never bargained with the cab. He was suddenly jerked out of his wonder world when the cab came to a halt in front of the hotel. He had thought the hotel was just an ordinary place like every other hotels he had seen. Little did he know he was arriving at a multi billion building. His eyes were widened, threatening to pull out of it sockets as he couldn't take his eyes off the big, magnificent hotel. "I don't have all day here Mr," the cab driver again, brought him back to reality. "Well for the f*e......" -Paid.- Ultimate completed. "How did you?" Allen questioned out loud, forgetting that there was someone with him. "Oh, sorry. I wasn't talking to you," he said to the driver. The driver looked at him as if he was crazy, talking to himself, but he ignored him and faced the road, waiting for the young man to get out of his car. -I paid the money through my system to the cab's driver account. I am at your service but you should thank me later.- Allen came out of the cab and the driver zoomed off immediately. Well for the part, he never expected the hotel to be so classy and wasn't dressed properly. He had thought he would just go in, meet someone and they would take him to the safe in a small hotel. Having his heart filled with pain and grieve, he forgot about his physical pain. The bruised he got from the loan shark when they beat him up. His cloth was tattered and bloodied. Not a good way to visit the hotel. "How do I get the money and leave here immediately?" he questioned. "You have to go through the normal process. But first, you need to get changed or you will get eyes on you." "Right now, I don't care. I need to get the money and go save my sister." He answered and further went in. Luckily for him, the security guard wasn't on post that moment, so he went on until he got to the reception. "Good evening," he greeted the young lady who was busy on a phone call but she took her gaze to him. "Let me call you back please," she said to the person on the other end of the call and disconnected the call. Examining Allen from head to toe, she crinkled her nose. "And how may I help you?" "I was told to come here for a safe. I don't know much details but she said I will find out more about it when I come in here." "Safe? What safe are you talking about?" She questioned, wondering if a mad man had escaped the hospital. "I don't know much details too. Please let me see the manager, he might know what I am talking about." She picked up her telephone and dialed a number. "Hello security, we've got a mad man in the hotel. Come get him out before he causes trouble for our clients," she said to the receiver. Allen's eyes widened even more. "What?""Ma'am you got this all wrong. I am not insane." Or was he? He just listened to a voice and agreed to do as instructed. He never verified the information he got or knew where the sunglass came from. He really was insane. The receptionist said nothing and went on scrolling through her computer. "Ma'am, please just listen to me." He wasn't even sure of what she should listen to. Him telling her that his sunglass has a voice that speaks to him and the voice told him to come over to the hotel to get some money. How crazy.... The securities rushed over and got a hold of his hands, not letting him go. "Take him away and never allow him step into this hotel. This isn't a place for people like him." She instructed the securities and they nodded to her words. "Also remember, do not attract attentions. Our VIPs are coming in today so be careful. Do this quietly." Dragging him with them towards the entrance, a familiar lady walked in and her gaze fell on Allen who was being held tightl
Allen, along with the manager and the receptionist who was watching everything going on, were all taken aback. Mr Edward, not minding how Allen was dressed, took few steps towards him with a huge grin. "Everything has been set down for you." The manager walked forward, "Sir, he came into the hotel to steal and luckily was caught. I am about calling tbe cobs on him." Mr Edward glared at her, "How dare you try to do something outrageous? Do you know who he is? How dare you think about calling the cops? Are you tired of your job already?" he questioned at once, fuming in anger. The manager bowed her head, not uttering any word again. Mr Edward went on. "Why didn't you inform me that our very most important guest was here." Her eyes widened at the hearing of that. Was her boss mistaken? A man looking so poor and wretched, that she was sure was hungry, suddenly is the most important guest they were expecting? Allen was still in shock of what was going on? How did he suddenly became
The driver pulled over in front of the old, almost fallen house. Allen looked at the house which had a lot of memories in it. He grew up in that house with his mother and sister. His mother was dead but her memory lives on. With a heavy heart, he opened the door and came out of it. He wished his mother was alive to see what had happened to him. Why did Ultimate came to him so late? He was so desperate for money but it never came. He sighed deeply and went into the house. -Do you need a new apartment for just today? This house seems like it is collapsing soon.- Ultimate questioned but Allen ignored it and opened the cranky door. Being welcomed by the familiar smell of old furnitures and clay, he tightened his jaw and went in. He quickly walked to the old closet they all shared and brought out a bag from it. Dipping his hand into it, he brought out a flash drive. -What do you plan on doing with that?- "Can you get an excess to the pictures and videos stored in this flashdrive?"
UNFORSEEN CONSEQUENCES As Allen lay on the ground, feeling the discomfort and pain from the fall, he went after the sunglasses, his only connection to Ultimate, his digital ally in this perilous journey. The loan sharks loomed over him blocking the way, their menacing presence casting a shadow over the room. Marcel's eyes narrowed as he glanced at Allen's glasses, a flicker of recognition crossing his face before he masked it with a smirk. "Do you think you can just walk out of here after trying to pull off cheap tricks?" Marcel's voice dripped with malice as he taunted Allen. Ignoring the pain, Allen stood his ground. "I won't leave without my sister" he asserted, his voice unwavering despite the odds stacked against him. Marcel chuckled, a sound that sent shivers down Allen's spine. "You're in no position to make demands little boy" Marcel sneered, his confidence unwavering. But Allen refused to back down. With a surge of determination, he scanned the room as quickly as possible
As Allen stepped out of the crumbling building, a rush of gratitude flooded over him, knowing he had narrowly escaped a potentially fatal fate. He could still hear the loud crashing sounds of the structure collapsing behind him, a chilling reminder of how close he had come to disaster. With each step toward the waiting car, his heart pounded in his chest, a mixture of fear and relief coursing through his veins. The urgency of the situation propelled him forward, his movements quick and decisive. As he reached the car, he practically threw himself inside, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Where are we going?" the driver inquired, glancing at Allen through the rearview mirror. "Take me to my home!" Allen commanded, his voice firm with determination, and With a trembling voice, he ordered the driver to get them far away from the crumbling ruins as fast as humanly possible. Without a moment's hesitation, the driver shifted gears and accelerated in the direction of Allen's residence
"Good heavens, what on earth is going on here?" Allen exclaimed in disbelief as he surveyed the area. Making a beeline for his safe, he anxiously rummaged through its contents, desperately searching for the whereabouts of the copy of the drive he had stashed away. Allen meticulously combed through every corner of the room, methodically checking every possible hiding spot for the drive, but it remained frustratingly elusive. With each passing moment, his worry mounted, gnawing at his insides as the drive continued to evade his grasp. Frustration crept in, mingling with his growing concern, as the realization sank in that the drive was nowhere to be found. Pausing in his search, Allen's mind raced, considering the disturbing fact that someone had broken into his house. He tried to piece together who might have had the motive and means to break into his house and leave the place as an eyesore. "Who could have broken in here?" Allen said aloud, his voice tinged with a mixture of frustr
Allen burst out of the house as if he was being chased by a big and deadly monster. He didn't even take a second to shut the door tight behind him because he knew that Marcel, who could sneak in even when it was locked, would have no trouble getting inside now that it was wide open. Every step he took away from the house made his heart beat faster, and he couldn't shake the feeling of fear that gripped him. Allen quickly scanned both sides of the street, hoping to catch a glimpse of his sister. His heart pounded in his chest as he muttered anxiously, "Where is she? I... I can't see her." The panic in his voice mirrored the frantic search in his eyes as he desperately sought any sign of his sister. —She's in one of those cars.— Ultimate informed him. Allen's head snapped up as he spotted four cars speeding ahead. Without hesitation, he dashed to his car and got into the back seat so that he could communicate with Ultimate as he pleased without drawing the driver's attention. The m
—First mission reactivated— said Ultimate. Allen couldn't take his eyes off the screen. He was super focused, not even blinking. The light from the screen made his face look weird. —Here are two power-ups button, pick one and complete your first mission. And remember if you succeed, your account will be credited with $200,000,000.— Allen suddenly froze, remembering the first day he had found Ultimate. "With determination in his voice, Allen asked, "So what do I do?" His eyes gleamed with anticipation. —The mission is for you to rescue your sister and get those girls back to safety. There are two power-ups to aid your mission. The blue power-up is to increase the speed of the car and get to those cars, the second power up which is the red holds a secret weapon inside— Allen's gaze fixed on the red power-up button displayed on the screen as he pondered its purpose. With a furrowed brow, he asked, "What is the red power-up for?" Curiosity tinged his voice, a hint of apprehensio