5. [Status]...Extremely Poor

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[Status]

[Host: Rohan Johnson

[Age: 25

[Balance: 100,000

[Body: 11 (Extremely Poor)

[Mind: 14 (Extremely Poor)

[Skills: Can be added freely, need to use up Tap Points

[Income: 20 USD (Extremely Poor)

[Tap Points: 0]

As Rohan's gaze remained fixed on the screen, a new section emerged, labeled "Status." The words shimmered, displaying a comprehensive overview of his current state.

It was an unflinching reflection of his circumstances, presenting a stark reality that he could no longer ignore.

He read the lines that delineated his existence. His name, Rohan Johnson, served as a reminder of his identity in this complex system.

The next entry, his age, read "25," a testament to the years that had passed by, laden with missed opportunities and the weight of his struggles.

But it was the subsequent assessments that pierced his heart.

The words "Extremely Poor" loomed beside the categories of "Body" and "Mind." The system didn't hold back, laying bare the toll his circumstances had taken on his physical and mental well-being.

Rohan's body, once strong and resilient, had succumbed to the hardships of his life. He could feel the ache in his bones and the weariness that permeated his every movement.

The system's assessment confirmed what he already knew – his physical state was a reflection of the challenges he had endured.

As for his mind, it too had weathered its fair share of turmoil. The constant struggle to survive, the burden of disappointment, and the weight of his past mistakes had left his thoughts clouded and his spirit depleted.

The label "Extremely Poor" echoed the depths of his emotional and psychological distress.

But it was the financial assessment that caught Rohan's attention.

The words "Income: 20 USD (Extremely Poor)" stared back at him, reinforcing the reality of his dire financial situation.

It was a stark reminder of the limitations that had shackled him for far too long, trapping him in a cycle of poverty and despair.

However, amidst the grim evaluation of his current state, a glimmer of hope emerged. The second entry on the screen indicated a "Balance" of 100,000 USD.

It was a substantial amount, a potential lifeline that could change the course of his life if used wisely.

As Rohan absorbed the information before him, his mind raced with possibilities.

The Wealth Tap System had laid bare his struggles and shortcomings, forcing him to confront the harsh realities of his existence.

[The host's balance is already bound with every bank in the world, and the host can pay using their fingerprint, face, or pupil.]

But it had also offered a lifeline, a chance to improve his financial status and, by extension, his life, he was overjoyed hearing about the convenience of System means.

He took a deep breath, the weight of his past mistakes and his present circumstances pressing upon him.

[To use Tap points: The host, Rohan Johnson, will obtain 1 Tap point for every $100,000 spent. By using Tap points, you can improve your body, mind, and skills.]

The system's purpose and function became clear – it was here to provide opportunities for his improvement, a way to tap into the resources necessary to escape the clutches of his misery.

Rohan's gaze shifted from the screen to the world around him. The park, once a symbol of despair, now held the promise of something more.

It became the backdrop for his determination, a place where he would start his journey toward redemption.

With a renewed sense of purpose, Rohan spoke softly to himself, his voice filled with a mix of determination and hope. "I may be extremely poor in body and mind, but this system fund is a chance to change my circumstances. It's time to tap into the wealth that lies within this system and transform my life."

As he uttered those words, Rohan's eyes returned to the screen, his resolve strengthening. The system had presented him with an opportunity, and he was determined to seize it.

The path to redemption lay before him, and he was ready to take the first step, fueled by the potential hidden within the wealth offered by the system.

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Rohan, despite his decision to believe in the Wealth Tap System, still craved solid evidence to confirm its authenticity.

With his belongings in tow, he left the park and made his way toward the nearby ATM, determined to retrieve the cash that had supposedly been transferred to his account.

Upon reaching the ATM, Rohan inserted his card and initiated the withdrawal process.

The machine hummed to life, dispensing crisp banknotes one by one. As he held the stack of bills in his hand, he couldn't contain his excitement.

A smile spread across his face, growing wider and more triumphant with each passing moment.

"Hahaha! Fuck... it's real!" Rohan laughed, a mix of relief and joy coloring his voice. He counted the bills, marveling at the wealth that had suddenly entered his life.

The remaining balance displayed on the ATM screen confirmed his newfound fortune. It was a moment of pure elation, a tangible proof that the system held the key to transforming his circumstances.

Now, with the weight of evidence firmly in his grasp, Rohan wholeheartedly believed in the legitimacy of the Wealth Tap System.

The doubts that had plagued him slowly dissipated, replaced by newfound confidence in the system's power to change his life.

Feeling a surge of optimism, Rohan decided it was time to address his immediate needs. He longed to shed his drenched and worn-out clothes, seeking solace in fresh attire.

He located a nearby hotel and walked through the doors, his heart pounding with anticipation.

At the reception desk, a beautiful girl looked up, her eyes briefly scanning Rohan's appearance.

The disdain on her face was palpable, a judgmental gaze that sought to categorize him as nothing more than a beggar caught in the rain.

Rohan, however, held his head high, undeterred by her initial disdain.

He knew the power of his newfound wealth, and he was determined to prove his worth. With a sense of satisfaction, he revealed the stack of 1000 USD bills, allowing his triumph to silence her judgment.

The disdain on her face dissipated, replaced by begrudging respect, though a hint of snobbery still lingered in her expression.

With a curt nod, she handed him a set of clothes and a key to a hotel room. Rohan took them graciously, his gratitude tinged with a touch of defiance.

He made his way to the designated room, eager to leave his past behind and embrace this newfound opportunity.

Inside the room, Rohan wasted no time. He discarded his wet and tattered clothes, relishing the feeling of liberation that accompanied their removal.

He stepped into the bathroom, turning on the warm water for a much-needed bath.

As the water cascaded over him, washing away the grime and weariness of his previous life, Rohan felt a sense of renewal.

He emerged from the shower, his body cleansed and refreshed. He slipped into the new clothes, even though they weren't his preferred style, recognizing that he had no other options at the moment.

Finally, Rohan allowed himself to sink into the plush hotel bed, the weariness of his journey catching up to him.

He closed his eyes, feeling the weight of his fatigue pressing down. With each breath, he descended into a deep sleep, his mind finally at ease.

At that moment, as sleep claimed him, Rohan's dreams danced with possibilities. The wealth and opportunities offered by the Wealth Tap System swirled within his subconscious, painting a vibrant tapestry of a future filled with promise.

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