"Welcome to the Golden city," Greg said."Thank you for taking care of me these last three days," Logan said. "I'll never forget you.""Think nothing of it," Greg said, then stared worriedly at him. "You don't have much money on you, do you?"Logan checked his income status, he only has 3 hours left before his penalty was lifted. Logan rubbed the back of his head shyly. "Actually I don't have a penny on me, but you don't have to worry about that. I can manage on my own."Greg shook his head. "You won't last long in the streets, son. Here, it's only $600 but at least it can get you a room for the night.""Really, Greg, you don't have to.""But I insist," Greg said, his tone grave. "You don't know what it's like in this city. The people are terrible. They're like monsters wearing human skin. I don't know how you planned to survive in this city but it'd be difficult for you to push through without money."Logan shook his head. "I appreciate the offer but no thanks. You've done enough fo
Dr Michael arrived an hour and half later. He was drenched in a raincoat. There was a rain storm outside. Logan studied him closely. He was a witty old man with grey hairs and beard, and sick small eyes. One look at him and Logan was reminded of a mad scientist. "This had better be good, Ginny," Dr Michael said, approaching the counter. "I drove all the way in this crazy storm to get here.""Quit winning old man," the girl said annoyingly. "I told you, it'd be worth it, didn't I?""You said that but I don't see anyone else but you," Dr Michael said frowning. "Don't even try to waste my time."Ginny rolled her eyes. "You must be blind or something. Look around you. There's that fella sitting alone over there. He's the one who's selling his kidney."Dr Michael turned around and that was when he saw Logan. Logan waved at him. "Yo."Dr Michael didn't return his greeting. "You're selling your kidney?""It's kinda complicated," Logan explained. "The girl and I had a bet. If I couldn't p
The Upper Avenue wasn't what Logan expected it to be. It was just as any normal big city with tall sky scrappers and flashy cars. Logan's stomach rumbled like galloping horses. He groaned. "Shit, all those hours of waiting is taking a toll on me. I'm literally starving."He looked around himself. Two things were crucial to him at this moment, a good hotel to sleep and food. Logan decided to eat first. "System," he summoned. "Is there a place you can recommend me to eat?"The system appeared with a screen, recommending the best restaurants he should dine at. Logan raised an eyebrow. "These restaurants seemed pricy. Don't you have any other restaurants where I can just get a decent meal?"The system responded: [User must eat at the restaurant the system recommends]Logan made a stiff smile. "Doesn't look like I have a choice, eh?"The system didn't respond. Digging his hands in his pockets, Logan followed the map directions to the restaurant the system recommended. Ten Kings Fiv
The elevator to the twentieth floor felt like a century to Logan as he stood side by side with the maître d' and two other waiters dressed immaculately. No one said a thing to each other until the elevator came to a stop. Adam turned to Logan. "I must warn you, sir. This is the most luxurious floor in the building. Only multi millionaires and tycoons dine on this floor."Logan cocked his head. "I heard you the first time.""It's just a reminder," Adam said, his note hinting at mockery. "If you make a fool of yourself in there, you'd be disgraced and kicked out of this restaurant."Logan smiled. "Worried about me, huh? Don't worry, I'm also a millionaire by right. I just don't look like one."The steel doors opened, revealing a passage of beautiful uniformed women standing side by side. They bowed their head slightly as Logan and Adam walked through the passage. Finally, they arrived at a flashy counter with a receptionist standing behind it. The maître d' introduced Logan. "He wa
The Duke. He was the second most powerful man in the Upper Avenue. He held a high position as commander of the city's security. Tall and built like a retired boxer, Duke glanced around the room, a satisfying smile on his face.Wherever he sets his foot in, everyone is expected to bow at his feet and pay their respects. He literally sees himself as a god. All mortals must worship the ground he walks on. It gives him a great sense of validation to see people fear and worship him. When his eyes landed on Logan his smile disappeared like smoke. Logan was enjoying his meal, his back turned to Duke. Logan didn't know there was a new comer. He was too absorbed in his meal to notice. "Shit!" Adam swore under his breath, sweat beads forming on his head. He reached out and tugged at Logan's sleeve. "Mr Logan, Mr Logan."Logan glanced down, surprised to find Adam bowing on one knee. "What's the matter?""Mr Logan, what are you doing?" Adam asked, his eyes wide from fear. "The Duke has a
"Guards, I order you to beat up Duke!" A moment of silence fell. Then Logan's orders compelled Duke's bodyguards to turn on him. They rushed at Duke, using their batons to beat the living daylight out of him. "You fools, what are you doing?" Duke screamed. "Wait, I'm your boss. You'd do as I tell you."But his cries fell on deaf ears. His bodyguards loyalty were now transferred to Logan. The other patrons watched the unfolding scene with hanging jaws. They couldn't believe what they were witnessing. Duke, the most feared man in the Golden city was now at the mercy of a stranger like Logan?Logan stood at the center, his aura flowing around him like a cloak. His powerful presence made everyone respect and fear him. The head manager approached Logan, keeping his head lowered. "Mr Logan. We are really sorry for the troubles Duke put you through. Your meal and stay at our restaurant is on the house.""No need, bring the cheque for my meals. I'll pay," Logan said, leaning forward a
Duke owned a mansion at Upper Avenue estate. It's one of the most exclusive districts in the Golden city. Logan was impressed by the towering pillars, the sprawling gardens, and the luxurious cars parked in the driveway. "Not bad," Logan thought to himself as the convoy pulled up outside Duke's mansion. "I can get used to this."An elderly butler hurried forward to greet whom he thought was Duke. "Welcome back, Master Duk—" his words trailed off as he saw Logan. "I think you mean, Master Logan," Logan said, stepping out of the car with a warm smile. "Don't fret, I'm your new master."The butler's eyes widened with confusion. "N-new master? That can't be right. What have you done to my master?""Let's just say, he's out of action for the time being," Logan said, his voice calm. "However, as long as I'm in this house, you answer to me."The butler couldn't speak. He was very confused about what was happening. Then he bowed slightly and stepped aside for Logan to enter. The interi
Logan set down the spoon carefully. "Poisoned, huh?" He said a small smile on his lips. "Who posioned the food?"[Detected source of hostility: Henri and the chauffeur]Logan stroked his chin, his mind racing. "So they still hasn't accepted my authority. Those two must be very loyal to Duke."[Notice: Poison can be nullified]Logan's eyes widened in surprise. "For real? That is efficient."He took the spoon and ate the food. He waited for a reaction but nothing happened to him. [Poisonous substance detected][Poison Nullified]Logan smiled. "I'm sure glad I have this system. I wouldn't have known what to do without it."He stood up and stretched his back. "First, a bath."While Logan showered, he thought about what to do with Henri and the chauffeur. He didn't intend to stay long in Duke's home. Duke's level was too poor. He must advance if he wants to get to the top. Logan clenched his hands, a determined look in his eyes. "I'll pay the governor a visit."