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The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Stronger than expected
“Of course baby, you can. I just need to check a few things. Besides, we don't know if the spy among them is the one handling his calls. How do we know for sure we are speaking to him? How do we convince him to keep calm and not fall into their trap? And most importantly, how do we conceal our locations to avoid the enemies putting two and two together. We will be in huge trouble if they solve the puzzle,” Anthony whispered, staring at her.“Should we leave it then? I don't want to put you in trouble, or make things hard for you. But I have been having a weird feeling, I think I need to call Dad. If he knows I'm safe they can't pressure him into doing something stupid, or force him into a tight corner where he signs the conglomerate to them,” Aria whispered back.“I understand your feelings, give me some time,” Anthony whispered, going to a hidden corner of the room.“Aria is right, but contacting her father is a very risky business. If someone manages to crack the line, it would lead
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Catching the enemy's tail
“Babe,...” Aria began to say, her eyes widening in horror.Anthony quickly signaled her to keep mute, pointing to the phone line.“Something is fighting the connection. There's something programmed in his phone, that sends the details of all his calls to someone, and there's already someone tapping videos around him. So they're trying to break through and find out our locations and break the security codes,” the system announced, making Anthony's heart skip a beat.“How strong are they that their programs are able to affect ours? We must have underestimated them,” Anthony muttered, clenching his fist.“I just need to burn them out, but it will require some sacrifice. They are mere programmers, I am the greatest of all things related to artificial intelligence, mere humans can't create an insurmountable obstacle for me,” the system said, a beeping sound as it hacked into their system.“How is it going?” Anthony asked, his brows pinched into a frown.“It's all done,” the system announce
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Bonding with the ninja Spirit
Aria screamed, stumbling back as she watched the fire.“It's about to catch the curtains,” she roared.Her voice seemed to act like a catalyst, jolting Anthony out from his haze. A chemical appeared on his hands, and he quickly sprayed it around, extinguishing the fire before it could do much harm or alert the hotel's fire detectors and cause unnecessary chaos.“What caused this kind of disaster?” Anthony muttered, walking out to grab a wet towel.He wiped away traces of the fire before dumping the towel in the kitchen sink, hoping to wash them when they return.“A powerful expert was forcefully trying to trace the location of the call, triggering the defense mechanisms. The phone exploded because of the self destruction codes ingrained in it. It's just like in secret service, or professional spy and assassin groups. Rather than allow the opponent gain a destructive piece of evidence from them, they will rather self destruct to protect the secret and evidence.” The system explained, m
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A Frightening mission
Anthony slowly squatted beside her, staring at her.“Senior,” he whispered, making the woman surprised.She had assumed they were spoiled youngsters from powerful cultivation families, probably that of the unfathomable man who captured her. The girl had a non-existent cultivation base, making her think her guess was absolutely right. She didn't expect the brats she thought were arrogant to suddenly turn humble.“Senior, we respect you a lot for the impact you created while alive. If you're still so powerful, years after your demise, my mind can't comprehend how unfathomable you must have been while alive. Please, we need your help, and your guidance. We are about to face a very strong evil creating chaos in the world, we can't do it alone. We need your help, especially she who has no skills whatsoever, except her dogged determination to bring the enemy down. We will never treat you like a slave, you will always be a respected senior, guiding us in the dark,” Anthony whispered, trying
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Hard nut
Anthony stood in the dark alley with Aria, his eyes darting around like that of a rat.His senses were on high alert as he tried to check if there were any detection devices around.The system notified them of the car prepared for their escape, a few meters away, in addition to a motorcycle for Aria's (or rather the ninja's) confrontation with them.“I think I will be more comfortable on my foot, I'm not used to driving bikes while fighting,” A pearly voice whispered, making the system call the motorbike back.Anthony silently exchanged signals with her, before disappearing towards the opposite direction, following the system's arrows as it pointed him towards the fort-like warehouse’s weak point.There were only three points through which someone can sneak into the warehouse without detection. Two were intentionally left to aid the criminal's escape if need be. While one was an error in construction which they didn't know exist.Coincidentally, that area didn't have many cameras or g
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A den of monsters
“I think I have found the perfect solution,” Anthony whispered, checking the width, and height of the hole.He got into the vent hole, feet first while lying on his back.Immediately his entire body slipped in, he replaced the cover, throwing his head backwards to see it properly.“You are actually smart, your solution is perfect. The system indeed has good eyes for choosing geniuses to work with, your current posture can make maneuvering easier,” the system said, in a human-like voice filled with emotions, as if she was proud of Anthony.Anthony securely fixed the cover and sat up, his neck bent to one side due to the constricted space.He placed his hands before him and bent low, his belly touching his thighs to create space between himself and the wooden board above his head.He slowly folded his legs backwards, while raising his ass to create some space, grunting in pain due to the awkward posture he was forcing his bone to shift into in the constricted space. His knees finally t
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system Monsters I'm a white coat
“Why did you stop? He came in more than five minutes ago, I'm sure they're already preparing to perform the surgery, why are you wasting precious time?” The system snapped.“That sound below is very irritating, disgruntling, and all kinds of wrong you can think about. It's giving me a weird, creeped out feeling. I need to check it out,” Anthony stubbornly insisted.“Damn it! We have more important things to do. A boy's life is at stake, while hers will last for some time before she recovers, which one is more important or morally just?” The system asked.“Now that you put it that way, I insist on seeing what's going on in that room. Otherwise I'm going nowhere. Enable the special vision tool,” Anthony insisted, his face creased in a heavy frown.“Damn it! Is that a threat? If something happens to the person on the operating table, can your conscience take responsibility for it?” The system asked again.“Activate the special vision tool,” Anthony muttered in a cold voice, filled with r
The Quintillionaire's spend-thrift system A demonic team
The sounds filtering into Anthony's ears made him to increase his pace, nearly alerting his targets about his presence. “The ceiling around you is hollow, from here onwards. Some of the plywood has already rotten. You need to be very careful. Otherwise, you will find yourself plunging straight into their midst. Not just creating a whole lot of noise that will make them be on guard. There are just the two of you, your best bet is catching them off guard. That's the only way you can easily defeat them. It will be a botched mission if you engage them on frontal assault,” the system warned, making Anthony reduce his speed.“We are there,” the system announced.However, there was no need for that. The voices coming from the room were enough to inform him of the scoundrels below him.The disgustingly familiar voice of doctor Drake infuriated Anthony to no end, making his brows furrow.“Activate the special vision tool,” Anthony whispered, looking down at them.The ceiling before him seemin
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Still my blood
Mo Lan’s pale, sweaty face was the first Aryan saw the moment he regained consciousness. A wide smile broke on his face as Mo Lan hugged him crying. “It's so good to finally see your face, the soul mate that lighted the beacon, guiding me out of darkness. Has the rest left the mystic lands?” Aryan whispered, rubbing his back. “Big brother, we have a lot to say to each other, but we only have two minutes left, let's go.” Anthony shouted, making him notice the other two. Anthony quickly carried up Aryan while Mo Lan grabbed Annabelle, quickly racing to the front porch. They met an open space craft, making them surprised. “Hurry up!” Sean shouted, coming out from the vehicle. “Why are you still here?” Aryan whispered in surprise. Anthony and Mo Lan staying back was no surprise due to their bond. But Kaiser and Sean staying back was a mystery. “How can we leave our brothers to weather storms alone? Lynda is leading the rest away. Ryan, Aria, Jasmine and Angel are in the other vehic
Leaving Paradise
“Has Mo Lan come out yet? It has already been a week. We have been asked to leave this place and we only have twelve hours left.” Anthony whispered, watching his watch. All of their luggages and things they consider important which didn't belong exclusively to the mystic lands have been packed up and arranged for take off. However, four people were visibly absent while others were ready to take off. But at least, everyone knew where two of them could be seen. Ryan was rushing his last minute cultivation while trying to condense demi god threshold. While Annabelle was upstairs in her room cultivating as if the urgent messages from the system had no relation to her. “I don't really know what's wrong with Mo Lan. He had disappeared to who knows where ever since last week when Annabelle broke into the demi god realm. Could it be that he got backlash while trying to help her breakthrough?” Sean asked with a frown. “It can't be that. If he was truly wounded, there was no way Annabelle wou
A Taste of the Forbidden
“Why do you keep avoiding my eyes? Look at me! I need you to pay attention if we're to succeed.” Mo Lan snapped impatiently, making Annabelle jump in fright. She had thought that Mo Lan would stalk away after she gave in to her baser instincts and slapped him. But surprisingly, he endured it and told her to get dressed. He had taken her to the mountain, explaining the principles of law formations and stopping at intervals on places with stronger law activities to cultivate and gain deeper understanding on the principles behind their formations and functions. When they got up the mountain, he had taken her on a hands-on combat training class, but she never seemed to fully concentrate, wondering why he was still helping her. “Fine, sit cross legged, let's start dual cultivation and attempt a breakthrough. But before then, I will set a formation around this mountain to prevent your aura and heavenly manifestations from reflecting when you eventually break through.”“Why are you so sur
Sneaky
It was exactly 12 a.m when Mo Lan creeped into Annabelle’s room again and locked the door. He had met Jasmine in the pool while cultivating earlier that evening leading to an unpleasant encounter. He had thought that everyone was still celebrating Ryan and left to cultivate after taking care of Aryan. He had packed the treasure’s milky drops that were collected in the container and replaced it with a new container after stashing away the initial one.Mo Lan had stripped down to his birthday suit and gotten into the pool, only to notice a movement. He teleported to the spot and caught Jasmine trying to crawl away. And all her tearful explanations about how she had been there before him couldn't save her from the tongue lashing he dosed out on her. After such an unpleasant experience, common sense dictates that he takes a bath and sleeps to unwind. But of course, Mo Lan had never been one to follow common sense. He had continued his bone crushing exercises to train, before going on to
Restored Dreams
The loud cheers he heard downstairs for dinner made him frown. Why were they cheering so much, even if someone broke through, what was the big deal about it? Weren't they breaking through every other day? Literally, since they arrived, there has been someone breaking through every three days or less. So why was this one special? Or has Anthony reached the god realm? That must be it! ‘Oh no, I forgot to tell him the matter about superior god laws. Breaking through in a lower realm ain't good, the space laws will encumber him the moment we leave here.’ Mo Lan muttered and quickly rushed down to the dining room where the commotion was coming from. Everyone was circling Ryan and Angel was jumping up and down. “Ryan, didn't I tell you to…” He began to say angrily, thinking that Ryan disobeyed him and used the treasures to keep forcing a breakthrough to the saint or demi god realm. “Big brother, big brother.” Ryan whispered in a tearful voice and threw himself into Mo Lan's arms, huggin
Rejected
Mo Lan went down on his knees before Annabelle the moment he came into the cultivation room. She was sitting cross legged, with eyes closed, churning the energy she received to incorporate it to her own body. Soon, the timer went off and the spiritual energy beams from the aura gathering formation receded. She opened her eyes and exhaled stale air filled with impurities. “Anna, come and eat. I made your favorite beef and chicken stew with rice. There is also a jug of immortal fruit juice to refresh your body and release more energy.” He whispered with a smile and knelt before her, setting out her meals. She smiled at him, watching him serve her. “Our Mo Lan now cooks dishes that are more tasty than mine. He's all grown up now.” She whispered, shutting her eyes as she savored the dishes. “Don't tempt me now. You won't like the results.” Mo Lan whispered, his voice deep as he watched her lick her lips. “You're the one misunderstanding my actions. Or do you plan to throw around the
A monster coming alive
“Ryan, come into the lab once you're done eating. It's time to repair your leg and get you new ones.” Anthony said, making Ryan's chopsticks halt halfway to his mouth. “Are you serious?” He whispered, his heartbeat accelerated at the thought that he could finally regain the use of both feet, instead of drifting around on one. “Of course, will this big brother lie to you? The drafts are ready and I spent all morning getting it ready before I went for the morning exercises. Besides, that treasure Mo Lan spoke about, I went to check it out last night and saw that a milky drop of liquid was forming at a point. So, I placed a collecting container in the space where it was meant to fall into. When I checked this morning, around two drops had dropped into the container. Although it's two drops, the life energy was incredibly thick and has the ability to regenerate body parts. Although I wanted to use it for Aryan, I think yours cannot wait. There are other methods to help Aryan, but thi
He has gotten sassy
“How come I have never seen Annabelle today? She's not even in her room. Has anyone seen her?” Anthony asked, walking into the dining room. He had just returned from the miracle pool where he went for his morning meditation and realized that Annabelle was still nowhere to be seen. “Who exactly do you expect to answer that question? If you don't know where she is, who should?” Mo Lan asked harshly, and walked past him carrying a heavy tray laden with various aromatic dishes. Anthony frowned and turned to him, looking surprised. “Mo Lan, you have been getting more and more sassy nowadays. Now you even talk back to me of all people; your big brother.” “Big brother, my ass. Have you seen how tired and sick she looks? Yet she fucking smiles for everyone. She's exhausted but wouldn't take a break till I offered to make the dishes for today. If you're going to turn her into a slave, working even when she's exhausted, then you shouldn't have made her believe that lie you told her. Y
Weird things to do
“Really? How come I never remember calling you mom? The only one I remember is in Seattle waiting for us since we left years ago. I can call you mom though, but that's under special conditions, with you in my arms. Mommy, I want some milk. Is it that kind of mommy?” He asked and bit his lips, enjoying her horrified expression. “Mo Lan, when did you get so rotten and raw? Who the fuck are you? Because the person before me ain't my Mo Lan. Mo. Lan, even if I'm too young to be your mother, you're still my son. You're the son of my heart.” Annabelle whispered, and took a step away from him “Really? Since you want to be my mom so bad, I agree. I also want to know what those step mother and son movies feel like in real life. We should experiment and see what it feels like to love someone you consider your son in a romantic way? Do you want to call me baby too? Mommy, if you're happy with that big dick brother of mine, I will keep my paws off you. But he leaves you lonely, horny, and feeli
