But contrary to everyone's expectations, Drew shook his head with a wry smile. "Monk Rathimi? is he someone amazing?" Many at the banquet table had the urge to beat Drew up. Seeing things about to go south, Charlotte hurriedly spoke up. "Pardon Drew's ignorance. He isn't the type to keep track of worldly affairs" Mr Henicky leaned back, staring intently at Drew. "I can see that. Alright, the banquet has ended. Apart from young friend Drew, the rest of you can leave" He waved his hand dismissively. The young richies were shocked when they saw the drastic change in treatment. However, none of them voiced any complaints. First of all, it was Mr. Henicky's birthday, giving him the right to end it whenever he wanted. And most importantly, he was a government official! Following the crowd leaving, Tom gave Drew a deep look. She was starting to grow a cat-like curiosity regarding Drew's real identity" "You can wait for me besides the car" Drew reassured Charlotte before she stood up
Roby's Delight.. Drew parked his car at a corner of the restaurant and alighted down. Roby's Delight was an asset owned by Dremelia Group. It was once the asset of one of West Wings gangster bosses named Murphy. It's been a week now. According to Amelia, the poultry farm was at it's earliest phase. But due to the large budget he gave to her which was more than enough to take care of the birds for another two months (including their lavish eating). And so, Drew lived his life spending time with his mum, going on expensive dates with Diane and Charlotte, and partying at clubs. Thanks to all these, he'd managed to amass 200 deci points. But for the current him, such an amount was extremely miniscule. Today, Julian helped arrange a meeting between him a record label boss. The meeting was taking place in Roby's Delight. When Drew got in, one of the restaurant staffs respuctfully lead him upstairs, since they were well aware of his status and identity.The space upstairs was located o
"Uncle.. you really advanced?" Tom thought her ears were playing tricks on her. Uncle Harland took a deep breath to control his excitement. "Yes. Yes my dear niece. I have indeed advanced!" "But.. wasn't the bottle neck difficult to break through?" Tom felt lost. Things were just happening too fast, making her unable to digest them all at once. Uncle Harland held up Drew's antidote with an ambigous smile. "Although the antidote is pretty mediocre, like an utter piece of trash to me, it's quality is top notch. It was all thanks to it that i got an ephiphany just now" "Are you sure it was that kid who brewed this antidote?" "Uncle, he brewed it on the spot" Tom replied. "If what you said is right, then whoever thought that kid is a total monster! he might even be a diamond tier Divine Physician".. "Thank you all for making out time to attend this meeting" Drew cleared his throat. He was seated at the head of a large discussion table.Amelia stood besides him, while the un
Drew swaggered in like he was taking a radom stroll at disney land. "How did you get here so fast? where are my boys outside?!" Sir Elon unconsciously took a step back. After the whopping he suffered at Drew's hands, he had unkowingly developed an inner fear towards him. "They won't be waking up anytime soon. Though, it seems that there's an interesting show going up" Drew grinned when he saw the line up. "Drew give it up. Mr. Elon is a member of the Pluto Kings guild. Although you are stronger than each of us present here, you are just a slightly stronger ant when compared to the Pluto Kings guild" "Yeah! Mr. Elon is our only true boss. Did you think a stranger like you can snatch away that position?" The various underworld bosses chastized Drew, while supporting Sir Elon. Many of them started off as street hustlers, causing the 'survival of the fittest' and 'go with the flow' rule. Since Sir Elon had an even more stronger reinforcements than Drew, the didn't mind latching on
"Since we are all present. We can begin the meeting" Mr. Walters led Malcom X to the head chair, much to the astonishment of those present in the conference room. After sitting besides Malcom X, Mr. Walters began speaking. "As we all know, our Red Mist Auction house has always dominated the auction market for years. Although it is a good thing, versality in business venture is important" "So, what are your plans?" a share holder, Mr. Chris interrupted. Mr. Walters smiled, not taking an offense to the abrupt interruption. "You all must have heard of the Three Crowns corporation right? this man besides me is an envoy from Three Crowns corporation" When the various high ranking staffs and share holders heard these words, they sucked in a mouthful. Three Crown Corporation! it was a global hegemon and was the solid number one company in the country! Although Red Mist Auction House were regarded as a powerhouse, they were nothing before the former."Oh, I hope sir didn't take offens
Grand Patriarch?! Jeff and some of the onlookers gawked as they witnessed the sight of Becky bowing before Drew. "Hm?" Drew couldn't react for a bit. Afterall, he was anticipating Becky's attack from the get-go. "Grand Patriarch? what Grand Patriarch? Boss are you okay?" Jeff rushed over to Becky, intending to check whether her temperature was right. "Leave us!" Beck gave him a sharp glare before respectfully addressing Drew. "This way Grand Patriarch" The crowd watched with astonishment as Becky respectfully led Drew into the hotel. However, the most confused of them all was Jeff. He had been a member of Pluto King guild for quite a number of years, and yet, this was his first time seeing Becky acting subserviently towards somebody... "Alright spit it out. Who are you?' Drew finall asked after Becky led him into a secret compartment. He was extremely relaxed, unafrahd of an unexpected silent ambush. The distance between his strength and the other party was just too vast!
"Are all your stuffs so expensive?" Drew complained. He was currently a level one Octavus ranker. The Octavus rank was a the next rank higher than the Decimus rank. Just like the Decimus rank, the Octavus rank had twenty levels! To advance to the next level would cost Drew one thousand deci points! As for his skillls, *Shamanic Medicine* was at level 3. Leveling it any further would cost the whooping of twenty thousand deci points. Drew felt that the way Amelia spent money was too slow. He wanted to speed things up! Since he didn't have any deci points available, he put the issue of purchasing the skill on hold. At that moment, Amelia walked into the office, smartly dressed in a business suit and skirt while hugging a brown file to her chest. When Drew saw her, a smile played on his lips. "What?" Amelia glared at him suspiciously. "Hehe. Nothing. Just that you look more CEO Amelia to me" Drew grinned cheekily. "Tch" Amelia rolled her eyes."You are very weird. Others would d
Two days after Dremelia Investment Group had their first employment batch, a juicy news began circulating. According to the Employees, they all recieved a welcome bonus of ten thousand dollars! both from the office staffs down to even the security men. Such level of generousity further garnered the attention of unemployed graduates who began flocking over. Too bad that there was no longer an employment slot available... Drew parked his car at a restaurant. These previous two days that passed saw him thoroughly digesting the knowledge that came with the *Business Acumen* skill. It was a shame that he couldn't level up the skill since the next level up cost ten thousand deci points! Walking into the restaurant, Drew scanned the place with his sharp gaze before making his way over towards a table occupied by a middle aged pot bellied man in business suit. "You must be Mr. Drew?" the middle aged pot-bellied man smiled warmly at Drew.His name was Marcus Jonas, the manager of Trib
"Why won't you accept the business proposal? I mean.. it would be in your favor right? you'd have the chance to forge a relationship with my master. Don't tell me you are the short sighted kind of person" this time, Drew no longer sounded confident as his palm became sweaty. "I know that. But if you keep on acting like you have all the winning cards in your pocket, then I'd have to decline. Don't think you can fool me. This is most likely a test given to you by your master so he won't be involved in it unless he sees tangible results. Isn't that right?" Loveth scoffed. "Uhhmm. R-Right " Drew nodded awkwardly. "Well, I think I would be able to improvise then. I'll accept your business proposals " "Really?" hearing that the other party had accepted, Drew's eyes sprang up with joy. With the full support of Silver Eagle Auction House, it would only be a matter of time before he dominates the Herbal market of North Heights. However Loveth's next words dampened his short termed exc
Giving Drew one long look like as if trying to read what was going on in his mind, Loveth collected the jade bottle from him before proceeding to uncork it. And when she did, the whole office became encased in a thick but rich pleasant scent. "This.. This is herbal adorant!" Her eyes lit up in amazement. Although she wasn't a Divine Physician herself, as the manager of Silver Eagles Auction House, it was only natural that she'd be in the company of a few Divine Physicians once in a while. She had even watched some of them brew medicines and according to them, only highest grade medicines could emit a wonderful scent in the air, called adorant. "Looks like you are well informed" Drew chuckled, while inwardly feeling shocked. After all, it was only after he had upgraded the skill *Ancient Shamanic Medicine* to the max did he finally knew what adorant meant in the field of medicine. "Judging by the intensity of the adorant being emitted.. this is a high quality medicine. Were y
"Eh?" Drew stared at the other party, unable to understand why she was rejecting him from meeting up with Loveth. "May I ask the reason why?" he asked. "Well, you are probably not from this city so you might not know this. This building is just one of the storehouses owned by Silver Eagles Auction House. It was only used to host the auction event days ago. After that, Madame Loveth returned back to the head office of Silver Eagles Auction House. I am the Manager of this store house. My name is Patricia Holmes" the chubby lady revealed. "Oh, I didn't know that" Drew nodded in understanding. "So where exactly is the headquarters located?".. "The young master called for me?" Currently inside a large balcony, a youngster sat comfortably on a throne like chair, sipping merrily from the glass of wine being fed to him by a female clad in scanty clothing. At his other side was another scantily dressed female feeding him chips while another scantily dressed female was was huddled in
"How long was I out?" Drew mumbled as he got up from the cold tiles glancing at the Jade bottle which was lying beside him. After brewing the medicine, he became so exhausted that he decided to take a nap to replenish his lost energy. However the nap ended up becoming a really long sleep. Picking up the jade bottle, he uncorked it and smiled in satisfaction when he saw the slightly purplish liquid inside. "I just have to hand this over to Loveth. I wonder what her reaction is going to be like when she learns of it's uses" he grinned, while carefully tucking the jade bottle inside his pocket. Leaving the refining room, he just happened to bump into Rosalie, clad in a school uniform. "Hm?" Rosalie's brows jumped in joy when she saw Drew. "You finally came out!" she beamed. "How long did I spend inside?" Drew inquired. "Two days. Big sis become worried and wanted to check up on you, however Mother forbade her from doing so. She was afraid that we would interfere with what you w
"Interesting. Did the young man really say that?" "Indeed father. And the most surprising fact is that he's so young. If I am not mistaken, he isn't past his mid twenties.. do you think he's the main deal or he was merely shooting off his mouth?" Currently inside a large study room, Old Man Benson and his Daughter; Loveth, sat together, occupying the only sofa in the study. Loveth had just finished recounting her meeting with Drew to her father. She wanted to seek his guidance on the matter. "What do you think?" Old Man Benson smiled as he asked his daughter of her opinion. "I really don't know whether I should believe him or not. After all from his words, he was hinting that he was going to brew the 'amazing product' " "But he's just too young. There's no way he can match up to Medicine Priest Harland's expertise which has been honed through many years of experience.." "But some how, my instincts keeps telling me to trust him" she sighed. "So that means this is a conflict be
After breakfast with the Mick Family, Drew headed towards the Medicine Refinement room he had used the previous day to brew the antidote for Mr. Mick's Sun Curse. When he arrived there, he was met with the sight of packaged boxes neatly arranged. These were the ingredients that he had requested from Loveth the previous day. "Let's get to work" he cracked his knuckles as he took in a deep breath before he began opening the packaged boxes. . . When Boss Jay exited his mansion, he was met with a shocking sight. Lying around helplessly were his underlings And the most scary part was that they were all bleeding from the severe injuries they had on their body. The whole premises of the mansion plunged into silence. The only thing that could be sensed in the air was the strong iron smell of blood as well as deep resentment. "So you are the boss of this place?" a baritone voice broke the silence at that moment, causing Boss Jay to tilt his head towards the direction from where t
Yawning heavily, Drew got up from the bed he had used to pass the night. Rubbing the dirt off the corners of his eye, he sighed deeply. He could still feel that his depleted martial energy had not yet been fully replenished. Looks like the Artic Soothing solution had taken much from him than he had anticipated. "I wonder if the packages have arrived?" he mumbled as he made his way towards the bathroom to freshen up... Old Man Benson was clad in tracksuit as he watered the vegetable plants in his garden at a steady pace. If an outsider came, they would be shocked to discover that this seemingly ordinary man was once one of the top big shots in North Heights, as well as the father of two of the most influential individuals in the city. Five minutes passed when he sudden sighed as he stopped what he was doing. "I wonder how long you are going to keep standing there eh?" he slowly said. "Heh. Is it a crime to watch my dear father as he goes about his business?" a pearl of laughte
Although this might sound hypocritical but I am really sorry for not updating for weeks. I was too busy with my other new book The Vampire System that I neglected this one and I am truly sorry for that. Anyways, I am here to announce I am back in business and hope to update daily. As an apology, I will be dropping two free chapters. Yes! You won't need to use coins to unlock the two chapters. I hope you all forgive me for my inconsistency. You don't deserve it. The same applies to my other Book The Centillionaire Heir.. Oh, and don't forget to check out my other Book The Vampire System.. And don't take the name to heart, it mostly has the theme of an urban fantasy with Hero like People known as Sentries.. just give it a read.. you won't regret it. Plus it has daily updates as well!
"How was it?" Currently the whole Mick family were gathered around Mr Caleb lying on a white bed in his room, with eager expressions. "What are you saying Rosalie? your father just drank the medicine. There's no way he would suddenly recover, right?" Although it sounded like a chastisement, Mrs. Mick was actually asking of Drew's opinion. "Sigh. The Sun Curse is a deadly ailment" Drew who was standing a few feets away, holding an empty bowl, sighed. "Although the antidote I brewed was a powerful one, Mr. Mick won't recover instantly. He still needs two days worth of rest before he can return back to normal. " "I'd advise that you give him his space during those two days. Not only that, ensure to change his diet.. he shouldn't eat meat or anything that was cooked or stir fried" he advised. "But my dad hates vegetables" Tom frowned with worry. "Well, then he has to learn how to enjoy eating them. Although he can substitute vegetables with fruits " Drew replied. "Thank you ver