From Rock Bottom to Riches: The Wealth Tap System

6. [Ding... The First Task Has Arrived]

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The next day, Rohan woke up from a restful sleep, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.

Stretching his arms and legs, he sat up on the bed, basking in the warm morning sunlight that flooded the room through the window.

"Ah... What a great sleep I had in a while!" Rohan muttered to himself, a contented smile spreading across his face.

The tranquility of the morning filled him with a sense of serenity, momentarily pushing aside the tumultuous events of the previous day.

As he took a moment to collect his thoughts, he glanced around the room and a sense of confusion washed over him.

"What am I doing here, huh?" he questioned, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, his memory surged back, reminding him of the extraordinary events he had encountered.

"What a hellish day I experienced yesterday... Those shitty bastards!" Rohan's voice grew fierce, his anger reigniting as he recalled the indignities he had suffered.

The determination in his eyes intensified as he vowed to take revenge on those who had wronged him, vowing to settle each score, one by one.

"Humph! Just you wait," he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with a simmering resolve.

However, amidst his fury, another feeling welled up within him—an indescribable sense of awe and wonder.

A wistful smile played on his lips as he reminisced about the magical encounters he had experienced.

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that such extraordinary events would unfold in his life.

Lost in his thoughts, Rohan was about to call the mysterious system that had turned his world upside down when a notification interrupted his train of thought.

[Ding... The first task has arrived, Host.

Task: Spend 100,000 Dollars provided by the first Tap in 5 days.

Reward: 1,000,000 Dollars]

"W-what...!" Rohan's eyes widened in disbelief as he read the task notification.

His heart raced with a mix of excitement and trepidation. The sudden challenge presented to him left him pondering the possibilities and consequences.

A million dollars! The reward was beyond anything he could have imagined, and the task seemed simple enough.

Yet, he couldn't help but wonder about the underlying purpose behind it. What was the significance of this task?

Taking a deep breath, Rohan's mind raced with ideas and possibilities.

He knew he had to approach this task strategically, carefully weighing the risks and rewards. With determination burning in his eyes, he made up his mind.

"Very well," he declared, his voice resolute. "I accept this challenge, and I will make the most of it!"

Filled with anticipation, Rohan swiftly freshened up and prepared to depart from the confines of his hotel room.

However, as he ventured a short distance from the hotel, his stomach rumbled, reminding him that he had not consumed a morsel of food since yesterday noon.

The realization prompted him to seek out a nearby restaurant, guided by the tantalizing aromas wafting through the air.

Without hesitation, Rohan stepped into a promising establishment, enticed by its inviting ambiance and delectable scents.

But as he entered, a staff member approached him with a polite yet subtly disdainful expression.

"Excuse me, sir, but do you happen to have a prior reservation for our esteemed restaurant?" the employee inquired.

Rohan shook his head, momentarily taken aback by the contempt he discerned in the man's eyes.

"No, I don't," he replied, his curiosity piqued by the peculiar rule that seemed to govern this establishment.

"I'm sorry to inform you, then, that you cannot dine here," the employee responded, his contempt thinly veiled behind a facade of forced politeness.

Perplexed, Rohan asked, "So you're implying that without a reservation, one cannot savor a meal in this establishment?" A sense of intrigue mingled with irritation began to brew within him, fueled by the employee's dismissive behavior.

Just then, a young man entered the restaurant, tightly embraced by a stunningly beautiful woman.

In an instant, the same employee transformed into a picture of humility, his demeanor altering drastically.

"Hello, Mr. Adani," he greeted the young man deferentially. "Your designated seating area is already prepared. Please, allow me to show you the way."

Rohan couldn't help but emit a disapproving humph as he observed the woman accompanying Mr. Adani glaring at him with disdain, despite their lack of interaction.

This unwarranted display of disdain only served to intensify Rohan's inquisitiveness.

Curiosity piqued, he approached the employee once more, furrowing his brows slightly.

"Tell me, who that man is, and why did you allow him entry without inquiring about his reservation?" Rohan queried, seeking an explanation for the discriminatory treatment he had experienced.

"Mr. Adani is a VIP member of our esteemed restaurant, so naturally, he enjoys the privilege of dining whenever his heart desires!" The employee retorted with a smug expression as if he were speaking of himself rather than another person.

"Intriguing! And how much does this exclusive membership cost?" Rohan inquired, feeling the urge to give this insolent individual a good smack, but he managed to contain his anger and focused on the membership details.

"Ah, we offer three tiers of membership, each accompanied by its own set of benefits. First, there's the Silver Membership, priced at a reasonable $5,000. Then, we have the opulent Gold Membership, which carries a price tag of $10,000. And finally, the epitome of luxury, our prestigious VIP Membership, available for a grand sum of $50,000!" The employee explained in the same annoying tone, but Rohan kept his composure and listened attentively.

After careful consideration, he reached a decision.

"And now, do you believe you can afford it?" the employee sneered disdainfully.

"I have made up my mind. Provide me with the Gold Membership, please," Rohan replied calmly, his voice dripping with cold determination.

"Huh...!" The employee stared at Rohan as if he had misheard.

"Didn't you hear me? Prepare the Gold Membership for me," Rohan repeated, his gaze piercing the employee with an icy expression.

"Hahaha! So, you desire the Gold Membership? Can you truly afford such luxury?" The employee burst into laughter, as if he had heard the most amusing joke in the world.

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