It was another hectic day for Adams Smith, also known as Crazy Psycho, as he exited the cab that had brought him home from work. He took out his wallet to pay the cab driver and discovered that there were only ten dollars left in it.He recalls the cab driver saying earlier that his fee was eight dollars. Adams sighed. He reluctantly took out the money and handed it to the taxi driver. The minutes he spent waiting for the cab driver to give him his change felt like hours to him.Adams was impatient because he had only two dollars left. It could not even afford him Western bread and soy milk for breakfast, but he insisted on keeping it.Adams walks down the street, tired from receiving the remaining fee of two dollars. The complex where he lives is the 45-story skyscraper in front of him.Adams entered the elevator and pressed the thirtieth floor. He could feel the mocking stare from behind him. Their gaze seemed to penetrate his sandy rigid skin. Everyone knew him to be a loser and a
He shivered in the icy wind as he strolled down the alley, dressed in old, faded jeans and a white T-shirt that had small holes in it. In addition, he wore a blue beanie and an old boot that was now covered in dirt and dust.Samantha's words kept echoing in his head as he placed his hands in his jeans pocket. He couldn't bear to see his ex-fiancee making out with his boss in his house and on his bed; thus, he left the apartment for them and decided to take a walk around the street and wallow in shame, anger, disappointment, betrayal, and frustration.'Indeed, you are a loser, Adams. Keeping a woman seems to be a challenge for you. You didn't even realize she was cheating on you and kept giving your hard-earned money to her to get fancy things while you dressed in old clothes and boots. You foolishly believed in perfect love', Adams thought.Crazy, self-deprecating laughter erupted from him. He leaned against the pole that was just next to him, slid down, and broke down in tears. How p
Adams woke up to the sound of beeping from the machine. He looked around the room. The white walls and the smell of disinfectant reminded him of the hospital. Adams tried to get up but noticed an IV drip attached to his hand and that his clothes were gone. He is now dressed in an oversized hospital gown.Adams frowned as he relaxed his back against the pillow. Just then, a junior nurse strode in. She gasped, seeing him already awake, and sauntered to his bed, then rang the small bell by his side. Soon after, a doctor in a white coat appeared at the door.They performed some examinations on him and asked different questions, which Adams gladly responded to. He tried to remember how he had ended up in the hospital, but couldn't recall anything. All he could recollect was Samantha's sweet betrayal."How did I get here, doc?" Adams asks. "A lady had brought you here, young man. She claims to have found you by the roadside," the doctor replied.It immediately dawned on Adams as memories
How did twenty million dollars manage to find their way to his statement? Astonished, Adams didn't bother to think too much about it as he quickly rushed into his meals.Within three minutes, he emptied the plates, and a minute later, he dressed up in his clothes, ready to experiment with the authenticity of the money.He hopped through different wards until he got to the chief doctor's office; the doctor then directed him to the hospital's financial department, where he'd make the payment.Each passing patient couldn't help but turn around and look twice at the grown man with smooth, silk-like, shining black hair. Tall with broad shoulders and straight legs. Perfect, handsome, chiseled face with a straight nose, an average-sized mouth, and a pearl-shaped eye. His sandy-colored skin tone matches his cool temperament, but his faded clothes and torn boots almost kill the vibes of the guy in every lady's dreams emanating from him.Adams got to the financial department, where he was to
Evans and Samantha gazed at each other in surprise, not believing their ears. Did a loser like Adams challenge them? How dare he? Evans felt furious. Evans couldn’t accept it positively when someone trampled on his pride."I so much hate Adams Smith. What audacity he has to compare himself with me and even threaten me! I'll see that he never gets a job in this city," he mumbled, fuming with rage as he picked up his phone.Meanwhile, Adams boarded a cab straight to the city's main mall. He took the time to shop for exquisite clothing.Unsurprisingly, most of the items he picked were quality material suits, the newest edition brogues, and cufflinks.There were also hair and skin treatments and shampoo. He didn't shop for many items.At six in the evening. Adams was all set; he had gotten himself a single condominium of three rooms, one of which he plans to convert into his study room.A kitchen, two bathrooms, and a living room. Also, a brand new middle-class black Bentley. He still had
One month ago, the city declared bankruptcy for Sky Enterprise, one of the enormous business corporations in the city. Adams knew the owner of the company. Lucas Walter is his mother's best friend and closest business associate.Probably the only man who had never seen him as a loser. But Adams, being a man of absolute confidence and belief, Adams never once appreciated the old man's concern for him.He will always tell him he doesn't want his pity and that he could live independently, even without his mother, and Lucas has never argued.After realizing the futile attempts of both offers to help Adams financially, he stopped contacting him and let him be.Adams didn't care too much about the old man until he read in the news how Lucas Walter had unexpectedly had a stroke and paralysis and his young mistress was squandering his money on beauty products and luxurious trips instead of paying for her husband's treatment and managing his company.Without liquidity and an absolute leader w
Arriving at his new condominium, Adams went straight to the bathroom.He took off his clothes and turned on the shower. As the water drizzled down on him, his mind went into a haze, recounting all that had happened the entire day.Just a few hours ago, his fiancee had betrayed him, leaving him as a hopeless man. A penniless man who couldn't pay for his drinks.However, now he is a millionaire, a company owner who has his own house, car, closet filled with expensive clothes, and an urbane kitchen filled with all kinds of food ingredients. He never dreamed of having such luxury after his mother's mysterious demise. But then, the thought of his newly gained system brought a smile to his face. Indeed, he wasn't wrong to believe in systemic miracles.He took out the shampoo and poured a large quantity on his silky hair. He ran his fingers through it, combing it as he washed away the gel he had earlier added.Putting back the shampoo, Adams turns off the shower and then picks up the showe
Adams, now dressed in gray suit pants and jacket, a black undershirt, and black matching penny loafers, picks up the invitation card and a gift box that he had prepared beforehand. The event was scheduled to begin at four o'clock, but it had already begun a few minutes earlier.He gripped it tightly, nearly crushing it. He may have acted nonchalantly, as if he was unaffected. But deep down, a huge hole had been created in his heart. He feels pangs of pain each time he thinks about her berating words. He had loved her for not one, two, or three, but for five years. He treated her better than he had ever treated a woman in his life, but in return, he received a brutal betrayal.It turns out that while he was working hard to make things right in their lives; she was having an affair with another man. Adams chuckles, recalling how he had made himself a saint. He never looked at other women, nor did he press Sam to satisfy his carnal desires as much as he wanted to.He respected her 'no s
Lorenzo looked at the map on the screen, studying the layout of Sector 4. The anomaly was located in the heart of the sector, surrounded by a maze of dark corridors and narrow pathways.“Time to get moving,” Lorenzo muttered. He set off towards the anomaly, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. The air was thick with an eerie silence, and Lorenzo's skin crawled with every step.As he walked, the darkness seemed to grow thicker, like a living entity wrapping itself around him. Lorenzo's heart pounded in his chest, but he refused to back down. It's either KILL or BE KILLED.Suddenly, the lights flickered and died, plunging the corridor into total darkness. Lorenzo froze. His senses were high on alert.“System, what's going on?” he whispered, his voice barely audible. But he got no response. Lorenzo was frightened to the bones.[Power outage,] [Backup generators online.]The lights flickered back to life, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Lorenzo's eyes adjusted slowly,
A Series of zeros and one danced on a huge screen in front of him. The numbers began merging, forming circles and triangles. Lorenzo saw the wall and the floor reflecting the same thing that was showing on the huge screen in front of him. He was amazed and dumbfounded. His eyes were wide open in disbelief. The circles merged into rings, and the triangles positioned themselves around the circles, forming a strange symbol. Blue light emanated from the screen, the walls, and the floor. [Welcome to the system, Lorenzo Jamie] A metallic and robotic-sounding words reverberated in his mind, prompting him to look around the place. ‘What the hell am I doing here?’ Lorenzo wondered as he stared at the place. The last thing he recalled was making a deal with the rich man in Province Y, who had asked for him to create a custom red diamond jewelry set for his wife as a gift for another wedding anniversary. How did he end up here wearing a ridiculous outfit? Where is this place? His dream!? L
While at Erica's house, she was still bewildered by her discovery. She heaved a sigh of relief as she watched Adams successfully clear off the threat.Bianca soon arrived from the kitchen with a platter of fruit. She dropped it on the table and then bent to peek at Erica's game.“Funny! Aren't you getting too obsessed with handsome guys!?” she chuckled as she stood still and then strided to the bed.“Who gets tired of seeing handsome faces?” Erica sarcastically responded without taking her gaze off the screen.She leaned back in her chair, a triumphant grin still plastered on her face. But her joy was short-lived.The game's interface began to distort, pixels scrambling like frantic insects. Erica's brow furrowed in concern.“What the...? What's happening to the game” she whispered with her brows slowly forming a furrow.A system error message flashed on the screen:[FATAL ERROR: REALITY SYNCHRONIZATION FAILURE. ENTITIES HAVE BREACHED VIRTUAL BOUNDARIES.]Shit! Erica's heart sank. Sh
As the entity closed in, Adams raised his shield, bracing for impact. The creature's limbs clashed against the shield, sending shockwaves through Adams' arms.[Shield integrity at 70%]“Who are you?” Adams shouted, trying to distract the entity.[Insufficient data. Recommendation: Focus on combat.]The entity retaliated with a barrage of swift strikes, each one chipping away at the shield's integrity. Adams stumbled backwards, desperate to create distance.[Proximity alert: beetles regrouping.]The beetles, sensing Adams' weakness, began to close in once more. Adams found himself sandwiched between two formidable foes.[Recommendation: Utilize Power-up Spray to enhance combat capabilities.]Adams hesitated, unsure if the Power-up Spray would be enough to turn the tide. But with the entity and beetles closing in, what more choice does he have than to accept the system suggestions?“Power-up Spray, NOW!” Adams yelled, hoping for it to work. This realistic game was driving him crazy!![P
Watching the beast beetles rush towards him, Adams was confused about what to do.[Incoming Beetle, make use of shield and anti-bug spray!] The system’s synthesized voice echoed in his mind.Okay! “Shield and Spray,” he muttered but got nothing. Hah! What the fuck is happening? The beatles were already getting closer than before. [Warning: objects in the system are closer than they appear.]Adams immediately began to panic. He instantly recalled a game he once saw a group of youngsters playing when he went to print a report in the cafe.SHIELD!!SPRAY!!Adams yelled at the top of his lungs. His voice resounded in the system. The beetles seem to have been swept backwards due to the echo.[Shield request approved.]SWISH!!A large round shield appeared. Adams caught it and quickly belted it around his arms. Spray!! Where is the spray? The beetles were already catching up on him.SPRAY!!Adams yelled again.[Sprays available: Firewall sprays >Antivirus sprays > Bugs sprays > Debugging s
Adams stands tall, clad in a sleek and futuristic suit of armour. The armour is a polished silver colour with intricate circuitry patterns etched into the surface, giving it a high-tech appearance. The helmet's visor is tinted with a subtle blue hue, and the overall design exudes a sense of advanced technology and sophistication.The armour appears to be tailored to Adams' physique, accentuating his muscular build while also providing a sense of fluid mobility. The shoulder pads are adorned with small, glowing blue accents that pulse with soft, rhythmic light, indicating the armour's power source.On the chest plate, the word “Adams" was emblazoned in bold, metallic letters, serving as a symbol of Adams' status within the system. The armour's design seems to blend seamlessly with the digital environment, making Adams appear like a formidable, high-tech warrior ready to take on any challenge the system may present.Adams' eyes snapped open, and he found himself standing in a digital r
They were led by men holding bulletproof shields followed by the others who wielded a variety of weapons. Helicopters whirred in the air just as the entire warehouse was surrounded by cars, more armed men climbing out of it. The car headlights from outside had filtered inside the warehouse, as well as the helicopter light through the window on the roof. The sudden blast of light forced her to cover her eyes. Despite the chaotic sound of hundreds of footsteps coming from all directions, one pair of footsteps stood out in particular. This one was heavier than the others. She felt his overwhelming and authoritative presence before she saw his face. She felt her heart drum in anticipation of the familiar aura that was stalking closer and closer to her. She removed her hand and her heart skipped a beat when she saw him. Walking in his full glory, with long legs that seemed to stretch for miles, his suit jacket blowing in the wind, and hair swept to the side, was the man she had
"Mercy? What kind?" She pretended to ponder over the idea when in reality, her eyes were scanning the men advancing towards her.Just then, she realized the weird stance they were in and the expression they were trying to hide. Although it was barely noticeable, she saw some of the men's eyes flicker between her and the boxes that surrounded her.Was that why they were so wary? In the corner of her eye, she deduced that the lids on the crates were only placed haphazardly and that from where she was standing, she could easily reach out to get the contents."I'll have less of my men share you." While he answered her, he gestured to his men to spread out and approach her from all sides. Capturing a woman was usually easy, but this woman was unpredictable and slippery."Really? That's the best you got?" She asked and suddenly placed her hand into the crate.He panicked upon seeing that and screamed, "Grab her!"He was not aware whether she knew how to use a gun, but those crates were de
Erica concentrated on her environment.Only a handful of people knew that she had combat training and the circumstances of how she got it. None of those people would let this fact leak, and she was confident that whoever had planned on having her beaten into submission was not aware of that.Part of that training was being taught how to detect the presence around her. She counted at least 20 pairs of unique footsteps walking out of the room she was in.Their steps were generally heavier than the leader's and she knew that the burly ones were all used to straightforward beating, unlike the leader's more creative and brutal ways of torture.She faintly remembered that there were at least 30 men who had entered the warehouse which meant that around 10 people had been left behind to guard her.Peeling her eyes open by the tiniest crack, she saw there was no one within her vicinity.They had left her lying on the floor, seemingly believing that she was truly unconscious. Although she was