FEDERICK REVENGE MILLIONAIRE SYSTEM

Chapter two

FEDERICK POV

I woke up in a hospital room, my head throbbing as the memories of what happened slowly pieced themselves together.

"Are you awake, boy?" a voice asked. It was the gym owner, Marcus. "Thank God, for a moment I thought you were going to die from the heavy punches. Looks like you are more tougher than you look."

I groaned, trying to sit up. "Are you the one who brought me here?"

"Yes. I won’t let you die where I work."

"How long have I been unconscious?" I asked trying to get up

Marcus scratched his head. "About seven hours?" He didn’t sound too sure. "Your head was bleeding, but thankfully, there were no serious injuries. The doctor just left the room."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Then why am I seeing this?" I said slowly shaking my head. " It is kind of weird."

Marcus stared at me, confused. "What weird thing?"

I pointed at the holographic message right in front of me.

I blinked a few times, but the glowing, semi-transparent screen hovering in front of me didn’t disappear. "It’s like a hologram screen. It’s bright, and there’s something written on it."

"What does it say?"

"Install all system devices to connect with the user. Yes? No?"

For a moment Marcus looked stunned, his expression shifting between confusion and worry. "Wait here, I’ll call a doctor." He quickly left the room.

I kept staring at the floating screen, my heart pounding. "Is something wrong with my brain?

The message won’t go away no matter I had my eyes open and closed.

[Ding!]

[Install all system devices to connect with the user. Yes/No]

I froze when a voice—calm, robotic—sounded from the screen. It was coming from inside my head.

" What is this?" I said anxiously, my hand shaking.

"Is this some kind of trick?" I muttered

[Ding!]

A menu popped up. I stretched my hand slowly to reach for the buttons.

[Installation in progress. Estimated time: 20 seconds]

"What the—"

[Ding!]

[Installation completed]

[Welcome to the Multimillionaire Wealth System]

[A system that grants users wealth after completing some gaming task.]

[Username: Federick]

[Level: 0]

[Ability: Basic]

[Wealth: $3,000,000]

[Task: Task Startup (in progress)]

I smirked, my mind struggling to process what I was reading. I sat up slowly. The screen didn’t disappear. "Is this real? A system? In the real world?

Maybe I hit my head pretty hard or Dmaina's blows to my head had done a great deal than I care to accept. What was happening in front of me was unreal, at least to me.

[Ding!]

[Task incoming]

[Task Startup: Spend the first $3,000,000 within 5 days!]

[Prize: $3,000,000]

I barely had time to react before my phone vibrated on the bedside table. I picked it up and nearly dropped it when I saw the notification.

A bank transfer.

$3,000,000.

"Oh my god. This can't be happening!"

My hands shook as I stared at the screen. My bank account was never anything impressive, but now...

This was real.

Marcus walked back in with the doctor just as I sat there, frozen in shock.

"Hey, Fred? What’s wrong with you?" Marcus shook my shoulder.. But the shock I was having was so much that I could not even say a word.

" You need to check him doctor. He was behaving werid some minutes ago."

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The next day, I was discharged from the hospital, my head wrapped in a bandage. But the pain didn’t matter.

All I could think about was the insane amount of money sitting in my account.

"Wow... this is real," I whispered, staring at my phone screen. The first thing I did was pay my hospital bills, just to test it out. When the payment went through instantly, I knew the system wasn’t lying.

Now, I had one mission.

Spend a three million dollars in three days.

Resuming back to school was all I could think off.

But as I walked through the school corridor, lost in thought, I didn’t notice the person in front of me. I was so engrossed with my phone that I didn't look up

A foot suddenly shot out.

I tripped and crashed onto the floor, laughter erupting around me.

"Haha, nice day, buddy. I thought you were dead!" Darmian mocking voice reached my ears.

Annoyed, I turned my head, but my anger nearly boiled over when I saw Mandy laughing too.

I gritted my teeth, pushing myself up and grabbing my phone.

"Hey, answer me," Damain smirked. "At least tell me how you're feeling. Still dizzy? I am sure the punches must have done one or two on you."

He reached out and ruffled my hair roughly. I winced, pain shooting through my skull.

"Ouch! Sorry, didn't know your head was that fragile," Damain said, fake sympathy dripping from his voice. "Then again, you’re pretty stubborn—clinging to a girl who doesn’t love you anymore. Don't you know you don't belong here?"

The students around bursted into another round of laughter.

I clenched my fists, willing myself to ignore them. I refused to be their entertainment.

" Looser!"

" Did he really think Mandy would love a boy like him?"

" in his dream." Another said

The laughter grew louder.

My whole body tensed, my vision blurring with rage. They were mocking the only woman that had taken pity on me and brought me up.

I forced myself to breathe.

Then I remembered.

I had money now.

Lots of it.

I checked my phone, confirming the balance was still there.

Three million dollars that needed to be spend.

And I had to spend it all in five days.

A slow smirk formed on my lips.

"Alright," I muttered to myself. "All I need to do now is spend the money to avenge myself. I was going to make Damain regret all of this even if it makes me the villain."

I clenched my fists, my determination solidifying. "And I’ll make them all kneel before me."

As if on cue, a woman walked past me, and my breath hitched.

Georgia wellington

The most beautiful and sort after girl on the campus. Of course, she was also popular. A model. An influencer.

And Mandy? She was nothing compared to her.

If I could date Georgia, Mandy would definetly bite a cidar pill.

I watched as Georgia walked away, her presence commanding attention without even trying.

Decision made, I took a deep breath and stepped forward.

"Georgia Wellington." the word left myouth even before I could think about the next word.

She turned, her expression cool and icy. " Am I suppose to know you? And what is the name?"

"Fred."

She didn’t seem interested, but she wasn’t rude either. "Do we have business?"

"Not yet," I said, grinning. "But we will."

She raised an eyebrow. "Pardon?"

"I have a special offer for you. Are you interested?"