Ernest had realized lots of things after gaining a new life with the help of the system.That was, if you didn't know something, then pretended as if you knew that, and run before someone realized that you knew nothing.Thanks to that rule, Ernest had successfully spent one million dollars, and survived after a hellish night in a gangster den.Ernest actually didn't know what the heck Dylan was talking about, but it didn't matter.Now he continued to follow his crucial rule by curving his lips in such a haughty way mixed with a bit disdain, glancing at Dylan.“I hope that we won't meet each other again, in such a meaningless circumstance.”Dylan felt like it was a bad slap on his face. He remembered how confident he had been, as well as those provoking words he had said.Ernest didn't repeat them, but it didn't mean that he didn't care, just that Dylan didn't deserve for Ernest to say something else.For the first time ever, Dylan realized that Ernest was actually in a completely diff
Thirty minutes after solving an argument with confusion and terror, Ernest had returned to the Kaselline District to visit Olly the Otter, who had just woken up this morning.He wanted to buy the headquarters!As a simple man, Ernest's plan to waste ten million dollars wasn't complicated. He was too tired of thinking how to scam people.Since the first day he had gotten that system, Ernest had to scam lots of people: Michael and his film crew, the owner of the fashion shop whom he had forgotten the name, and even his landlord was scammed.And now he just had no time to think of another complicated solution.In Ernest's plan, first he would buy the headquarters of the Silver Skull Gang.And second…Oh, there was no ‘second’.Why did he need a ‘second’ in his plan?The Silver Skull Gang was located in such a terrible place, with rats, garbage, disgusting fluid flowing all the alley.And for short, supposing that there were no gangsters there at all, this narrow alley was still unqualifi
Needless to say, Ernest’s sudden action was a bomb throwing into all the people there. Olly, the middle-aged man, a notorious gang head who had gone through innumerable bloody fights in the underworld, now had just experienced what people called ‘terror’. The long lost young master had nearly jumped off this building, and he couldn't even imagine that the reason was that Ernest couldn't buy the headquarters! He looked at Ernest still standing there with anger and despair, and Olly couldn't hold back his fury, which Paul and his Dragon Flame Gang couldn't provoke. The flame of anger had engulfed Olly’s wisdom. He didn't understand what Ernest was thinking. Why the fck did Ernest want to jump off the building? Just because that he couldn't buy his own property? No, it's too silly and ridiculous to be an answer. Was Ernest looking down on them—the Silver Skull Gang? Did he think that this place and those people didn't deserve to serve him, so that it's utterly shameful to in
Monkey stopped.It was noon at the moment, and the hallway was brimming with the warmth of the daylight.Though Olly was leading a notorious gang, he didn't want their headquarters to be drowned in darkness.The overall design of this building made it always full of daylight, but now Monkey felt no warmth.Dean didn't notice that at first. He stepped forward before turning back and seeing Monkey staring at him, or the teenager on his back, for details.That look was complicated, mixed with lots of emotions, and became pure terror.“Monkey?” Dean asked. “What's wrong with you?”But Monkey didn't answer him.“What do you mean, Dean?” Monkey stepped towards Dean. “Has it actually been someone who taught him to… jump off the third floor once he couldn't buy something?”Dean opened his mouth, but Monkey didn't stop.“No, how the hell could it be possible? It can't be true! It's fcking scary just to think of!”“So you can actually imagine how the young master has lived before meeting us, an
Two hours before the deadline, which was at 6 PM, Ernest was standing in the toilet, looking at his reflection in the mirror.He opened his eyes, then closed them, both hands caressing all over his face while a weird question slowly showed up in his mind.Why did he look so pale?A sudden pain came to his belly without any sign as if someone had punched him. Ernest bent his body while that weird feeling transmitted upward his throat.Ernest felt that, and he could only cover his mouth for seconds before vomiting to the toilet.Blood.He looked at the fluid in the toilet, eyes opening wide, and the only word Ernest could blurt now was…“Fck!?”How the fck could he vomit blood again!?What had happened? How could he be poisoned? Who had done that?Blood vomiting was a sign showing that he had some severe injuries to his organs, but Ernest had done nothing at all!Ernest looked at himself in the mirror, seeing the unhidden bewilderment reflected.Ernest remembered that he had stupidly op
Johnathan and Harry had spent nearly a day arriving at the filming site, which Ernest had informed them before.The so-called ‘filming site’ located in the suburb, fifty kilometers away from the center of New York City. For both Johnathan and Harry, whose families were in the city, it was a true challenge.Since the destination was isolated due to the lack of roads, they had moved by subway, then taxi, before Ernest's subordinates picked them up by a specialized car and carried them through a narrow, bumpy road.Two people, one was the legendary actor, another was a big guy with abs and muscles, were now sharing their tiny seats under the supervision of two gangsters.However, their scary appearance didn’t affect Johnathan’s happy smile.He just laughed like an idiot since this morning, and Henry now could do nothing but sigh in helplessness.“Sir Johnathan, was it really worth it for you to laugh all the time? Can you just stop laughing like this?” Harry asked, silently hoping that t
Gang war?Jonathan stopped for a moment. For God's sake, he had been working in this film industry for over thirty years, and the number of actors and actresses he had educated was hundreds at least…But he hadn't heard about any concept like this before.Or in the other words, how could the action of crawling with four limbs be a consequence of a… gang war?But Johnathan was not Dylan. The old man didn't judge Ernest but asked him. “Could you explain a bit more detailedly?”Noticing Johnathan’s bewilderment, Ernest waved his hand with a smile on his pale faceNot understanding? Good, because Ernest didn't understand, either!He had invested in this film project just to waste 20,000 USD, and Ernest set this scence because he just wanted to punch at Kelvin's face for the rude words which he had to hear.Ernest still remembered Kelvin’s word.‘Are you a famous actor who won an Oscar? Or the honored lecturer working in the National Film Academy? You are just a kid trying to draw our atte
Johnathan now didn't just look at Ernest as the way he looked at a talent, a precious gem.It was more complicated, brimming with the surprise to see how Ernest organized the film project, the creativity of the way Ernest trained his actor, and the pity as Johnathan had to see a star which would never shine.He didn't know why Ernest had decided to invest in this filmm project and try to create a masterpiece, but it's obvious that he would have no chance at all.Though he didn't mean to, it was Ernest himself who caused the drastic downfall of Mitchell Entertainment’s stock price, just thank to a thirty-second video.Mitchell Entertainment was a big company, and Adam Mitchell was a petty man. How could he let someone like Ernest appear and slowly dominate all the markets?Adam would stop him, and his family would follow after this.Ernest was a genius, and he even came from a wealthy family which had given him money and opportunity for him to play with his talent. But his identity wo