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I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 33
Hannibal's head rolled across the floor, stopping neatly at Sebastian’s feet. His wide, unblinking eyes were frozen in shock, disbelief, and pure horror. Perhaps, even in death, he couldn't believe that this journey today would claim his life. Maybe, if he'd known, he would have never come! A trail of blood followed the path his head had drawn—some of it mixing with the urine from earlier. Silence fell over the room like a heavy curtain. No one moved. Even Sebastian stood rooted in place, unable to tear his eyes away from the empty spot where Hannibal had stood seconds ago. He didn’t dare look down at the head lying right at his feet. A minute passed, eerily quiet. Then— “Graahhh!” Mr. Dunn Sr let out another deep, feral growl, snapping everyone out of their daze. Instantly, the room erupted in chaos. Panic-stricken, people scrambled away, pushing and shoving, desperate to get as far away as possible. Some even darted for the door without looking back, while othe
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 34
The medical sage's face darkened. First, it was Hannibal, and now this kid still wet behind his ears? He was the renowned Medical sage—his presence alone was rare. The Dunns hadn't even had the means to invite him; he came only because of his friendship with Nigel. What gave these brats the guts to keep insulting him?He turned sharply toward Robin, his gaze piercing. “Kid, I’ll admit you’ve got some talent. But you're still just a budding sprout—nowhere near the level to challenge me!”Robin let out a wry smile at the medical sage's outburst. He couldn't understand why people like them always thought that someone having a opinion different to theirs was a challenge to their authority.With a slight shake of his head, he replied calmly, “You are the renowned Medical sage, sir. I wouldn’t dream of challenging your authority. But I also can’t stand by and let a decision be made that would make things worse."The room went dead silent for a beat, everyone staring at Robin like he’d grown
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 35
“Dad!” Sheila, who had been weeping beside Mr. Dunn Sr., raised her tear-streaked face and glared at him. "Why are you being so rude to Robin? He is my savior!"Drake frowned slightly. In the face of his daughter, he was more like a dad than the Patriarch of the family. He said softly but firmly, "I know he is your savior, but he has to keep shut if he wants to stay, else he should leave. Sorry, sweetheart.""Alright then, I’ll take my leave," Robin said coolly, his tone unfazed. "Goodbye, Sheila." He gave her a faint smile, then turned on his heels and strode toward the exit.He couldn't stand around watching them sink deeper into their mistake.He’d said his piece—for Sheila's sake, and for his own conscience. That was enough. There was no point in staying any longer."Robin, wait! Don’t go!" Sheila shouted, rising to her feet. She darted after him.“Sheila, get back here!” Drake shouted after her, his voice stern.But she didn’t even flinch. "Robin, please wait!" she yelled again,
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 36
Everyone turned to the source of the scream. One glance and a wave of dread swept over them. They froze, their eyes widening and their jaws slackening.Mr. Dunn Sr.'s body was convulsing violently. And with a speed visible to the physical eyes, his veins were darkening and swelling up, spreading like ink under his skin. But it didn’t end there.A biting, unnatural cold radiated from him. It was like standing beside a human block of ice. Frost began to form along his arms. His breathing grew shallow—ragged and spaced apart—as if each inhale took every ounce of strength he had left. Thin trails of vapor escaped his nostrils with each breath.Smoke.His body was so cold it was producing visible smoke!Everyone exchanged horrified glances and instinctively glanced at the wall clock.Three minutes had passed.Their faces paled.Wasn't this just as Robin said?"What's happening now?" Drake asked, his fists clenched at his sides anxiously."There’s no need to panic,” the medical sage said
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 37
“What…?”Was Mr. Dunn Sr. truly dead?Everyone stood frozen, horror etched across their faces.Robin's warning echoed in their minds: "I never tell lies, or speak vain words!"They had doubted, ridiculed and mocked him, but it just turned out he was right!He was right three times in a row!They couldn't help but wonder; Who was that young man, really?“What did you just say?!” Drake suddenly roared, his fury erupting. He lunged at the Medical Sage, grabbing him by the collar and choking him with clenched fists.“Drake… ugh…” the Medical sage gasped, his face draining of color.Everyone's expressions shifted at Drake's sudden attack but no one said anything. They could all understand how he felt.He had kicked Robin out, and sided with the Medical sage, thinking there was no way he could compare to the legend.But now?"Honey, please stop! You're going to choke him!" A panic-stricken shout suddenly rang out. Ava rushed to Drake's side. She tugged on his arm, trying to loosen his grip
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 38
Marcus held his aching cheek, stunned and baffled as he watched Sheila disappear through the doors. His mind reeled. What was it about Robin? He was nothing more than a nobody, a complete loser, why did these influential women think otherwise?! Why did they see him so differently? He couldn't understand it! What charm was Robin using to deceive them? First it was Katherine, and now Sheila! Two powerful women! A bitter glint flickered in his eyes—he couldn’t stand it. That envy ate at him like acid. Right beside him, Sebastian looked even worse. His whole face was flushed with rage, and his eyes gleamed with an unmistakable killing intent. Robin couldn't be let to continue to live! Once this was over, he would make sure he was erased for good! Outside, Sheila didn’t need to search far. Just as she stepped beyond the courtyard, her eyes landed on a familiar figure leaning against a tree—Robin. He hadn’t left.Even though the herb had already been used and he had every reaso
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 39
"What?" Everyone froze, horror etched across their faces. Worms? Again? How could there still be so many inside Mr. Dunn Sr.? Was he even human anymore? The sheer sight was terrifying and confusing all at once. Then— "Ugh!" "Blehh!" Just like before, several people couldn’t hold back. They turned to the sides, vomiting on the marble floors. Instantly, the room was consumed by an unbearable stench. There was already the stench of urine, blood, and the earlier vomit—and now, this. Not to mention the oozing corpse in the corner. All of it mixed into one suffocating, nauseating cloud that made breathing nearly impossible. Even with the curtains drawn open and fresh air rushing in from outside, it did nothing to help. If anything, the breeze only spread the foul odor more efficiently, carrying it into every corner of the room. "Get rid of that corpse!" Drake ordered. “Yes, My Lord,” the guard replied. He strode over to Hannibal's decapitated corpse and slung it effortlessl
I Am Not A Loser, But A Quadrillionaire! Chapter 40
The noise was strange, like something squirming—or fighting—inside him. Sweat began pouring from his body. Not drops—streams. The beads were thick and fast, like he was drenched in minutes.The rumbling continued, rising and falling. It lasted for nearly two minutes.Then—Silence.Complete and total.Robin stopped whistling and calmly wiped the light sheen of sweat from his brow. The mother worm had been unusually tenacious—likely due to the strength of the sorcerer who had planted it. But no matter how powerful, it had faced against Robin, so it was bound to be defeated.And dead it was, scattered into tiny fragments that Mr. Dunn Sr. would expel naturally in the coming days.With a simple wave, the golden needles zipped out of the old man’s body and returned swiftly to Robin’s hand. He placed them carefully back into their case before facing Drake. "Your father’s fine now,” he said coolly. “But I’ll return in three days for a follow-up.”He paused, letting the air settle before
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A heavy silence blanketed the room, thick and unmoving. Even the air felt frozen in time.The Medical Sage—one of the most respected and celebrated figures in all of Draconia—was kneeling before a young man, begging to become his disciple. It was almost laughable. Had the world suddenly gone mad?Marcus, still holding his stinging cheek, gaped in disbelief. This was the legendary Medical Sage! A man who had made his mark in the medical world.How could someone like him grovel at the feet of a nobody like Robin and beg him to take him as his disciple? How could Robin compare to him? That punk didn’t even deserve to be in the same room with him! Was the old man insane? Delirious?Sebastian and Jace were equally stunned, their expressions twisted as they tried to make sense of what they were witnessing.The only person who looked even remotely pleased was Sheila, standing calmly behind Robin. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Shocked as she was, she couldn’t suppress the gro
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The noise was strange, like something squirming—or fighting—inside him. Sweat began pouring from his body. Not drops—streams. The beads were thick and fast, like he was drenched in minutes.The rumbling continued, rising and falling. It lasted for nearly two minutes.Then—Silence.Complete and total.Robin stopped whistling and calmly wiped the light sheen of sweat from his brow. The mother worm had been unusually tenacious—likely due to the strength of the sorcerer who had planted it. But no matter how powerful, it had faced against Robin, so it was bound to be defeated.And dead it was, scattered into tiny fragments that Mr. Dunn Sr. would expel naturally in the coming days.With a simple wave, the golden needles zipped out of the old man’s body and returned swiftly to Robin’s hand. He placed them carefully back into their case before facing Drake. "Your father’s fine now,” he said coolly. “But I’ll return in three days for a follow-up.”He paused, letting the air settle before
Chapter 39
"What?" Everyone froze, horror etched across their faces. Worms? Again? How could there still be so many inside Mr. Dunn Sr.? Was he even human anymore? The sheer sight was terrifying and confusing all at once. Then— "Ugh!" "Blehh!" Just like before, several people couldn’t hold back. They turned to the sides, vomiting on the marble floors. Instantly, the room was consumed by an unbearable stench. There was already the stench of urine, blood, and the earlier vomit—and now, this. Not to mention the oozing corpse in the corner. All of it mixed into one suffocating, nauseating cloud that made breathing nearly impossible. Even with the curtains drawn open and fresh air rushing in from outside, it did nothing to help. If anything, the breeze only spread the foul odor more efficiently, carrying it into every corner of the room. "Get rid of that corpse!" Drake ordered. “Yes, My Lord,” the guard replied. He strode over to Hannibal's decapitated corpse and slung it effortlessl
Chapter 38
Marcus held his aching cheek, stunned and baffled as he watched Sheila disappear through the doors. His mind reeled. What was it about Robin? He was nothing more than a nobody, a complete loser, why did these influential women think otherwise?! Why did they see him so differently? He couldn't understand it! What charm was Robin using to deceive them? First it was Katherine, and now Sheila! Two powerful women! A bitter glint flickered in his eyes—he couldn’t stand it. That envy ate at him like acid. Right beside him, Sebastian looked even worse. His whole face was flushed with rage, and his eyes gleamed with an unmistakable killing intent. Robin couldn't be let to continue to live! Once this was over, he would make sure he was erased for good! Outside, Sheila didn’t need to search far. Just as she stepped beyond the courtyard, her eyes landed on a familiar figure leaning against a tree—Robin. He hadn’t left.Even though the herb had already been used and he had every reaso
Chapter 37
“What…?”Was Mr. Dunn Sr. truly dead?Everyone stood frozen, horror etched across their faces.Robin's warning echoed in their minds: "I never tell lies, or speak vain words!"They had doubted, ridiculed and mocked him, but it just turned out he was right!He was right three times in a row!They couldn't help but wonder; Who was that young man, really?“What did you just say?!” Drake suddenly roared, his fury erupting. He lunged at the Medical Sage, grabbing him by the collar and choking him with clenched fists.“Drake… ugh…” the Medical sage gasped, his face draining of color.Everyone's expressions shifted at Drake's sudden attack but no one said anything. They could all understand how he felt.He had kicked Robin out, and sided with the Medical sage, thinking there was no way he could compare to the legend.But now?"Honey, please stop! You're going to choke him!" A panic-stricken shout suddenly rang out. Ava rushed to Drake's side. She tugged on his arm, trying to loosen his grip
Chapter 36
Everyone turned to the source of the scream. One glance and a wave of dread swept over them. They froze, their eyes widening and their jaws slackening.Mr. Dunn Sr.'s body was convulsing violently. And with a speed visible to the physical eyes, his veins were darkening and swelling up, spreading like ink under his skin. But it didn’t end there.A biting, unnatural cold radiated from him. It was like standing beside a human block of ice. Frost began to form along his arms. His breathing grew shallow—ragged and spaced apart—as if each inhale took every ounce of strength he had left. Thin trails of vapor escaped his nostrils with each breath.Smoke.His body was so cold it was producing visible smoke!Everyone exchanged horrified glances and instinctively glanced at the wall clock.Three minutes had passed.Their faces paled.Wasn't this just as Robin said?"What's happening now?" Drake asked, his fists clenched at his sides anxiously."There’s no need to panic,” the medical sage said
Chapter 35
“Dad!” Sheila, who had been weeping beside Mr. Dunn Sr., raised her tear-streaked face and glared at him. "Why are you being so rude to Robin? He is my savior!"Drake frowned slightly. In the face of his daughter, he was more like a dad than the Patriarch of the family. He said softly but firmly, "I know he is your savior, but he has to keep shut if he wants to stay, else he should leave. Sorry, sweetheart.""Alright then, I’ll take my leave," Robin said coolly, his tone unfazed. "Goodbye, Sheila." He gave her a faint smile, then turned on his heels and strode toward the exit.He couldn't stand around watching them sink deeper into their mistake.He’d said his piece—for Sheila's sake, and for his own conscience. That was enough. There was no point in staying any longer."Robin, wait! Don’t go!" Sheila shouted, rising to her feet. She darted after him.“Sheila, get back here!” Drake shouted after her, his voice stern.But she didn’t even flinch. "Robin, please wait!" she yelled again,
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The medical sage's face darkened. First, it was Hannibal, and now this kid still wet behind his ears? He was the renowned Medical sage—his presence alone was rare. The Dunns hadn't even had the means to invite him; he came only because of his friendship with Nigel. What gave these brats the guts to keep insulting him?He turned sharply toward Robin, his gaze piercing. “Kid, I’ll admit you’ve got some talent. But you're still just a budding sprout—nowhere near the level to challenge me!”Robin let out a wry smile at the medical sage's outburst. He couldn't understand why people like them always thought that someone having a opinion different to theirs was a challenge to their authority.With a slight shake of his head, he replied calmly, “You are the renowned Medical sage, sir. I wouldn’t dream of challenging your authority. But I also can’t stand by and let a decision be made that would make things worse."The room went dead silent for a beat, everyone staring at Robin like he’d grown
Chapter 33
Hannibal's head rolled across the floor, stopping neatly at Sebastian’s feet. His wide, unblinking eyes were frozen in shock, disbelief, and pure horror. Perhaps, even in death, he couldn't believe that this journey today would claim his life. Maybe, if he'd known, he would have never come! A trail of blood followed the path his head had drawn—some of it mixing with the urine from earlier. Silence fell over the room like a heavy curtain. No one moved. Even Sebastian stood rooted in place, unable to tear his eyes away from the empty spot where Hannibal had stood seconds ago. He didn’t dare look down at the head lying right at his feet. A minute passed, eerily quiet. Then— “Graahhh!” Mr. Dunn Sr let out another deep, feral growl, snapping everyone out of their daze. Instantly, the room erupted in chaos. Panic-stricken, people scrambled away, pushing and shoving, desperate to get as far away as possible. Some even darted for the door without looking back, while othe
