Now Travis has the confidence to raise his chin while walking on the street. Looking into people's eyes doesn't even bother him anymore.
He didn't stop the cab because he enjoyed walking slowly, with no intention of reaching home. Then a question came to his mind. What if the money disappeared? He should think of a way to transfer his money in the grand system to his bank account. "Hello, golden system," Travis said in his mind, hoping to get an answer. [You have a trust issue] Travis felt shocked. He had forgotten the system could listen to his thoughts. He didn't reply since he had already disappointed the system. [Hold your breath for twenty seconds to stop me from listening to your thoughts] "My breath? You want me to die?" [I know your capacity] [Henceforth, I will punish you if I find any thought that doesn't trust me in your mind] Travis had no choice. He took out his phone and set the stopwatch app. Then another word appeared before him. [Your lack of trust in me with your actions increases the challenge in seconds] [Close the stopwatch and hold your breath for thirty-one seconds to stop me from listening to your thoughts] [I will notify you when you complete the task] Travis quickly put his phone back in his pocket. He closed his eyes and briefly inhaled air before holding his breath. The people passing by were wondering what was wrong with Travis. Some waited to be helpful. A loud voice echoed in his head. [You have successfully disabled me from listening to your thoughts] [I can only hear your voice] [To activate me to listen to your thoughts, hold your breath for about forty seconds] "That's not fair," Travia blurted out. Opening his eyes to see the confusion on people's faces embarrassed him and made him hurry away with his head bent. He entered a nearby restaurant, although he wasn't hungry. Not long after he was waiting to receive the takeaway plate, a BBC News splashed on the big screen before him. The Wesla company was advertising the auction of a new electric car which was made for only one person, and the auction will commence tomorrow. Travis was interested. He paid for his food and took a taxicab to get home on time because he wanted to research the company address. After thirty minutes of browsing on the topic with his poor network roaming phone, he slept off and the phone slid down from his hand, hitting down hard. In the morning, the thoughts that came into his heart were of the news and his phone. When he saw his phone on the floor, he laughed at himself, picked it up, and saw that the screen had cracks. He dropped it on the bed and then hurried into the bathroom. He went to the Wesla company, got down from the taxicab, and walked close to the doormen, hoping to be questioned and he was right. They stopped him and questioned him about why he was there. "I came to bid the car," Travis said The men exchanged a knowing glance and then opened the door for him. He walked inside the tall building filled with fleeting cars. He told a security lady about what he came there to do. The taste he received from the way the security gazed at him was sour. "We aren't looking for an ill beggar. Go back and stay at the gate. The billionaire might spare you some cash," the security lady said. "The doormen won't allow me in if I am here for begging business," Travis said. "They have informed me to send you back. People were watching them through the BBC camera and they don't want to tarnish our image for disgracing you. So I would advise you to walk back," the security lady said before allowing two rich men to pass. When Travis takes a step forward, the security lady pushes him back. "There's no camera here. Don't provoke me to deal with you." Travis sat on the floor. "Do whatever you want. Your CEO would meet me here." She kicked him and then opened the door. "We would deal with you after the auction." Entering the enormous hall, he saw the people gaze at him in surprise while some laughed. The laughter did not bother him, for the big car on the stage had taken his attention now. The presence of Travis irritated the auctioneer but had nothing to do because the damn being had already entered. He directed Travis to have his sit, but the rich men didn't allow him to sit beside them, so he sat alone. During the checking section, the dealers had permission to inspect the car, except for Travis, whom the auctioneer forbade from touching. In the second section, the organizers registered their names and assigned them a number. The auctioneer asked them to sit down while he started introducing the car to them. The Hispano Suiza Carmen Boulogne car was made last week, and it was only made for a person and there won't be any other one in the future. As an electric car, it won't consume too much power and it is bulletproof. After many exquisite details, the auctioneer said the price of the car was $200,000,000 and then asked them to bid on it. One woman raised her number. "I would pay $300,000,000." Another person raised the number. "I would pay $400,000,000." Travis was troubled because he couldn't remember the amount in his system. He closed his eyes and held his breath for forty seconds. [You have successfully activated me to listen to your thoughts] "How much is in my bank account?" [$999,999,500] Travis was relieved because no bidder had reached it yet. "$500,000,000." Travis took a few breaths in and waited for luck. "$100,000,000." The room was silent for some moment while the auctioneer was waiting for more response. "Is there anyone that would pay more than that?" the auctioneer asked. "I will pay $1,200,000,000," a big belly man said, then raised his number. Everyone looked at him in shock. And as if some people were waiting for the moment, a woman with eyes glasses raised her hand, saying, "$1,500,000,000." A glinting smile shone on the auctioneer's face. His intention of giving a cheap price for the car was already showing excellent results. He was about to raise his voice when someone cut in. "$2,000,000,000." "Anyone else?" The auctioneer's cool eyes flare around. The room so was quiet, that one could hear a pin if it was dropped. "Twenty seconds left to choose the most bidder." Travis realized the truth behind the security's sour words. They weren't looking for ill beggars. His eyes reddened, and he felt lonely. The yellowish grand system symbol appeared before him and a light wrote a sentence under it. [You are sad] "Why wouldn't I be sad? I have lost, and the merciless security would deal with me when I get out. And I would wish I never came here-" [You doubt me] [If you could only trust me] "Say no more." Travis rose with his number raised.[I didn’t tell you to stand up]“I started trusting you,” Travis replied.[Don’t misunderstand me][If you have completed the primary mission, I would have rewarded you greatly][I can help you open the door and make you run faster to avoid any punishment from these people]Travis ignored the grand system as if it was a wrong number, and remained standing with his arm raised till everyone noticed him.Everyone laughed except for the auctioneer who folded his arms, and said, “You don’t need to ask for permission before going out.”“I stood because I want to pay $3,000,000,000,” Travis said, not minding the speed of his chest-beating. Even if the golden system failed him, he would still trust it.“Can you afford that?”“Yes,” Travis said, nodding.“Anyone else?” The auctioneer asked. He didn’t believe Travis, but he saw this as an opportunity for another person to increase the price.“Of course.” A fat man rose. “$5,000,000,000.”“6,000,000,000,” Travis snapped back.The fat man smirked
CEO Douglass motioned Travis to enter his office and told the auctioneer to bring coffee“I’m so honored to receive you to my office,” he said as they sat.“Thank you,” Travis said“This is my business card. Can I know where you are living?”“I rented a house.”“You rented a house? Wow! You are a rare being. You have a lot of money and didn’t show off. It isn't easy to live like that.”“It’s not that hard. Somehow, I just wanted to know how living poorly would feel like, but now after working as a delivery boy for six years, had experienced what money can’t buy.”“Wow! But you can’t take that car to that house because of low security. This is the right time to go back to your mansion.”“I don’t have a house. I have already sold it.”The CEO widened his eyes. “You are an unpredictable person. Would you like to meet my business partner, who is a real estate?”“Sure!”He dialed someone's number and asked him to come within thirty minutes.The auctioneer entered with two cups of coffee. “
Travis woke up in his beautiful mansion. “Good morning, golden system. How much time remains to complete the mission?”[You have 15 hours to complete the main mission]Travis received a call from CEO Douglass.“My friend, Moore, just inform me you are coming to his son’s wedding,” CEO Douglass said“Yes.”“It is already time, and we have been waiting for you.”“Oh!” Travis checked the time. It is 12:40 PM. He had slept for so long. No wonder he was famishing much. “Would get there soon. Give me thirty minutes.”“We are waiting for you,” CEO Douglass said and hung up the call.Travis hurried into the bathroom and took his bath. He quickly wore the best clothes among his old clothes.He entered his car and sent a message to the grand system.[You called me]“Please remind me to buy new clothes after the party.”[Request granted]“Thank you!”Travis clicked the place he was going on the car mapping screen. “Take me there.”The car moved towards the closed gate. The gate opened by itself
Gideon dashed there and pounced Travis on the face. “That fake video is your work.”The CEO Moore was so mad that he slapped Gideon twice. “Is disgracing me not enough for you? Why on earth do you want to ruin me completely?”“Please, try to understand me. We are innocent. The only person I suspected was this wicked Travis. We need to imprison him for tarnishing our image. He made me take my clothes off in public that day and today he disgraced us with fake videos.”Calvin grabbed the collar of Travis, his red eyes almost popped out of his eyes. “I was right. You are behind the fake video, confess now or you rot in jail.”CEO Moore pushed Calvin away and clenched his other fist as he took out his phone, dialing the phone number of a police officer. “I make sure you live the easiest life I didn’t enjoy during my childhood. Is this how you would repay? You must not step into my house to take a pin, and I would go against anyone who offers to help you.“I can tell your intention is to br
Mr. Garry flares his furious face to Gideon. "You are a disgraceful and a bastard son. The only way for you to avoid my wrath is to stay away from me."Gideon covered his face with his palms as he burst into tears. Raising his head, he pointed his finger at Travis. "I don't know what he did to me that day I stripped off my clothes at the bank. He also uploads fake videos to take revenge because his girlfriend broke up with him and dated Calvin. Dad, please trust me. I can never do such abominable things.""I have already left his girlfriend alone, he just wants to destroy my life. We are saying the truth and nobody believes the truth. Please, you are our last hope," Calvin said."Hold your deceptive lips. I invited him to your wedding," CEO Moore said, beating his chest. "Only a foolish person would believe you.""Please tell the truth. It's not possible to invite a delivery boy to my wedding, Dad.""Never call me your dad. A shameless and deceptive child can never be my son.""You gu
Travis looked at Jane. "She was right. Is that enough or I should say more?""Are you not ashamed of yourself?" Jane asked, looking around to make sure people were hearing. When her eyes met people's, she laughed and, as if it was contagious, the people laughed too."I've never met a brainless, poor man like you. Think of this, you got an admission from the university. You can't afford its fees and still have the gut to accept it and later drop out after wasting money."You didn't learn your lesson. You continue to repeat the same foolishness. Instead of you to buy seven used clothes for 5 dollars at a local shop, you come where your salary can't afford to buy a singlet."Travis let out a heavy sigh. "Must you compare my past to my present?""Your past is even better than your present. You look good back then when other students often give you their leftovers food."A rich man stepped in and smiled as every eye was on him. Jane and the other saleslady left Travis to attend to the rich
Jane exchanged a shocking glance with the other saleslady as Manager Brock rose, darting out with others. “Something is wrong with my eyes. Who did you see?” Jane asked. The other saleslady put her hands on her head, regretting the way they treated Travis before she hurried after the manager, leaving Jane wondering in her unclear and unbelievable thoughts. Travis leaned his back on his car and watched them rushing to him. “Afternoon sir. We’re honored to have you here. How may we help you?” Manager Brock asked with a soft tone as he struggled to stop himself from remembering the way he sent Travis outside. “Don’t bother yourself. I’m waiting for your CEO to attend to me,” Travis said. “We aren’t worth attending to you, but we would like to entertain you. Can you please enter the high-class room first?” “Thank you, but I am fine staying here.” Manager Brock goes on his knees. “Please don’t be fine staying here, you are too important to stay outside. I can make all the customers
A billionaire's daughter? I must hide my money? Travis widened his eyebrows, wondering how it would happen.[You have to find it out][It might take you years][But that's the only way to get the Taekwondo and the Boxing martial skills][Attention! Attention!!][Updating your profile...][50%, 75%, 100%]Strength: 25Speed: 30Shop: EmptyGrand System (GS) Points: 60"What would I use GS points for?"[You would know as time goes on][Your profile is increasable by completing the main and sub missions]Travis had no option but to put himself into the position of completing the second mission on time to increase the points.He then went to the Wesla company the next day to ask CEO Douglass how to get a rich girl to love him by hiding his identity.CEO Douglass looked at Travis after thinking for a while. "My brain can't just agree with the question. I can't have any reason to allow my daughter to marry a poor man. And there's nothing a rich girl would see in them. There's no way.""I fo