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Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest New skill
"You are making a mistake! I didn't do anything! I've been here all day! You can ask the people here!" Mr. Routledge spat, his face flushed with rage, his voice rising in anger. "Well, you don't really need to leave this place to commit a crime. You could easily make a call and hire people to do your dirty work for you," Chief Beckett remarked, his tone firm and unyielding. He lowered his pistol and tucked it back into his belt. "Take him outside," he ordered, and his men immediately began dragging the struggling man toward the door. "No, you can't do this! You can't! I didn’t do anything!" Mr. Routledge continued to protest, his voice growing desperate as he was hauled away. "You're making a huge mistake! You don't know who I am! You don’t know how many powerful friends I have! You will regret this!" His voice echoed down the hall as the officers forced him outside. Once outside, they shoved him into the back of the patrol car, slamming the door shut with a metallic clang. The of
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Useless item
[However, if you wish to level it up quickly, you will need to engage in as many fights as possible. The more combat you experience, the more chances you will have to level up your martial arts skills.] Zed let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his forehead in frustration. The system had made it clear—there was no easy way out. If he wanted to improve his skills, he would have to constantly put himself in harm’s way. But perhaps that was the price to pay for not wanting to be helpless in a world like this. His eyes remained locked on the new skill for a few more moments before shifting his gaze toward the rest of his rewards. "$50,000,000 or a Golden Card." Zed mused, his gaze flickering between the two options displayed on the screen. "I already have quite a bit of money from the lottery, so I'll just go for the Golden Card as usual." Without hesitation, he made his choice. [Host has chosen the Golden Card!] A notification flashed before him, followed by the sudden appearance of a go
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Father and daughter
Mr. Damien sat down on the couch beside her. He exhaled sharply before leaning forward, picking up a glass of whiskey. He moved the glass closer to his lips and took a sip."I couldn't sleep," he muttered, taking another sip."Why not?" Mia lowered her phone and asked, a slight look of puzzlement crossing her face."How can I sleep when my only chance of winning the test has been stolen from me?" Mr. Damien stated, grabbing the bottle and pouring more whiskey into his glass."You're talking about the auction earlier? The rocket engine that was bought by Zed Zimmerman?" Mia inquired, raising an eyebrow."Yes. That rocket engine was my only hope of winning. And now, it’s gone. And on top of it all, it was bought by the same man I threw out like trash." Mr. Damien’s grip on the glass tightened slightly as he spoke. "If it had been a CEO from a different company who bought it, getting it back wouldn’t have been too difficult. But it’s Zed—the same man we betrayed."He let out a deep sigh
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Plot
"Is there any way I can help?" Mia inquired, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and apprehension.Mr. Damien sipped his whiskey, exhaled deeply, and then leaned back against the couch. His expression was grim, his eyes distant as he formulated his response."Like I said earlier, if Zed succeeds, the Campbell family will become useless to us. We are already losing," he muttered, swirling the golden liquid in his glass. "And the only way to stop losing… is to join the winning team."Mia frowned, tilting her head slightly. "What are you talking about?" she asked, a puzzled expression crossing her delicate features.Mr. Damien leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His gaze locked onto hers, cold and calculating. "If you can manage to win Zed’s heart back and marry him… our families will be connected. We will become one." He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle before continuing, "And when we are one, we will enjoy all the benefits he gets from the government af
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Multiple requests
Two weeks had passed since the intense fight against the thieves, and so far, Zed hadn’t encountered any more trouble. These past few weeks had been quite busy for him. He spent almost every day at the company, dedicating his time and expertise to an ambitious project. Even though Zed had several skilled workers handling different aspects of vehicle production, he still made it a priority to be present, assisting them in constructing a vehicle that would surpass the speed of the fastest car in the world.The reason Zed actively participated in the project rather than leaving everything to his employees was simple—his skills. Unlike the average engineer or entrepreneur, Zed possessed two unique abilities that set him apart in his field. One skill allowed him to detect any flaws or errors in a machine, no matter how minuscule. The other gave him an almost supernatural proficiency in constructing and assembling machinery with unparalleled precision.So far, Zed had been relying heavily o
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest An invitation
"Zed’s expression darkened slightly as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. “That’s… unusual.”“Yes, sir. Unlike the others who were straightforward with their demands, the Anderson Group gave no details about what they wanted,” Sarah elaborated. “They only emphasized that the meeting would be in our best interest.”Zed remained silent for a moment, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table as he weighed the situation. The vehicle orders were already overwhelming, considering that over 200 cars were now in demand. Fulfilling such a massive order meant pausing his work on the fastest car project, at least temporarily.It had only been a few weeks since he started developing the speed prototype, and he had already spent millions of dollars on research and development. If he halted progress now, the delay could stretch for months, and by the time he resumed, he might need to invest billions more just to get back on track.On the other hand, rejecting these dealersh
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Are you sure?
"A-Are you sure?" Zed stuttered, struggling to process what he had just heard.[100% sure. I am a wealth system, and my goal is to ensure that you become the most powerful and successful individual in the world. To achieve that, I analyze everything—economy, politics, currency fluctuations, weather patterns, and most importantly, the people above you. I possess detailed information about every individual in this city, including how they acquire every single penny they own. With that knowledge, I can help you surpass them.]Zed hesitated before asking, "So you mean… you know every detail about every single person in this city?"[Yes. For example, the woman who just left your office, Sarah—she doesn’t rely solely on the salary you pay her. Every month, when calculating the company’s profits, she siphons off an additional $50,000 for herself.][One of your employees, Jack, steals spare parts from your company and sells them to competitors. Last month alone, he made $450,000 from stolen g
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Betrayal
A sleek black car drove into an opulent compound.People were already gathered there in the compound to welcome the person that had just arrived. The air was thick with anticipation as the car came to a halt.The front seat door opened and a middle-aged man stepped outside and swiftly made his way to the passenger's seat.He pulled the door open and immediately bowed down his head as he waited patiently for the individual inside the car to step outside.A few moments later, a striking young man emerged from the car. The man seemed to be in his early twenties. Curly brown hair that was neatly combed, and he was clad in an expensive brown suit.The aura around the man was filled with confidence, as he stepped down from the car, noise erupted in the compound.Journalists and paparazzi swiftly made their way towards him, each and everyone of them eager to ask him some questions."Mr. Zed, it's so good to see you here. I heard you are finally done with the creation of your first automatic
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Are you sure?
"A-Are you sure?" Zed stuttered, struggling to process what he had just heard.[100% sure. I am a wealth system, and my goal is to ensure that you become the most powerful and successful individual in the world. To achieve that, I analyze everything—economy, politics, currency fluctuations, weather patterns, and most importantly, the people above you. I possess detailed information about every individual in this city, including how they acquire every single penny they own. With that knowledge, I can help you surpass them.]Zed hesitated before asking, "So you mean… you know every detail about every single person in this city?"[Yes. For example, the woman who just left your office, Sarah—she doesn’t rely solely on the salary you pay her. Every month, when calculating the company’s profits, she siphons off an additional $50,000 for herself.][One of your employees, Jack, steals spare parts from your company and sells them to competitors. Last month alone, he made $450,000 from stolen g
An invitation
"Zed’s expression darkened slightly as he leaned forward, his elbows resting on the desk. “That’s… unusual.”“Yes, sir. Unlike the others who were straightforward with their demands, the Anderson Group gave no details about what they wanted,” Sarah elaborated. “They only emphasized that the meeting would be in our best interest.”Zed remained silent for a moment, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table as he weighed the situation. The vehicle orders were already overwhelming, considering that over 200 cars were now in demand. Fulfilling such a massive order meant pausing his work on the fastest car project, at least temporarily.It had only been a few weeks since he started developing the speed prototype, and he had already spent millions of dollars on research and development. If he halted progress now, the delay could stretch for months, and by the time he resumed, he might need to invest billions more just to get back on track.On the other hand, rejecting these dealersh
Multiple requests
Two weeks had passed since the intense fight against the thieves, and so far, Zed hadn’t encountered any more trouble. These past few weeks had been quite busy for him. He spent almost every day at the company, dedicating his time and expertise to an ambitious project. Even though Zed had several skilled workers handling different aspects of vehicle production, he still made it a priority to be present, assisting them in constructing a vehicle that would surpass the speed of the fastest car in the world.The reason Zed actively participated in the project rather than leaving everything to his employees was simple—his skills. Unlike the average engineer or entrepreneur, Zed possessed two unique abilities that set him apart in his field. One skill allowed him to detect any flaws or errors in a machine, no matter how minuscule. The other gave him an almost supernatural proficiency in constructing and assembling machinery with unparalleled precision.So far, Zed had been relying heavily o
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"Is there any way I can help?" Mia inquired, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and apprehension.Mr. Damien sipped his whiskey, exhaled deeply, and then leaned back against the couch. His expression was grim, his eyes distant as he formulated his response."Like I said earlier, if Zed succeeds, the Campbell family will become useless to us. We are already losing," he muttered, swirling the golden liquid in his glass. "And the only way to stop losing… is to join the winning team."Mia frowned, tilting her head slightly. "What are you talking about?" she asked, a puzzled expression crossing her delicate features.Mr. Damien leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. His gaze locked onto hers, cold and calculating. "If you can manage to win Zed’s heart back and marry him… our families will be connected. We will become one." He paused, allowing the weight of his words to settle before continuing, "And when we are one, we will enjoy all the benefits he gets from the government af
Father and daughter
Mr. Damien sat down on the couch beside her. He exhaled sharply before leaning forward, picking up a glass of whiskey. He moved the glass closer to his lips and took a sip."I couldn't sleep," he muttered, taking another sip."Why not?" Mia lowered her phone and asked, a slight look of puzzlement crossing her face."How can I sleep when my only chance of winning the test has been stolen from me?" Mr. Damien stated, grabbing the bottle and pouring more whiskey into his glass."You're talking about the auction earlier? The rocket engine that was bought by Zed Zimmerman?" Mia inquired, raising an eyebrow."Yes. That rocket engine was my only hope of winning. And now, it’s gone. And on top of it all, it was bought by the same man I threw out like trash." Mr. Damien’s grip on the glass tightened slightly as he spoke. "If it had been a CEO from a different company who bought it, getting it back wouldn’t have been too difficult. But it’s Zed—the same man we betrayed."He let out a deep sigh
Useless item
[However, if you wish to level it up quickly, you will need to engage in as many fights as possible. The more combat you experience, the more chances you will have to level up your martial arts skills.] Zed let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his forehead in frustration. The system had made it clear—there was no easy way out. If he wanted to improve his skills, he would have to constantly put himself in harm’s way. But perhaps that was the price to pay for not wanting to be helpless in a world like this. His eyes remained locked on the new skill for a few more moments before shifting his gaze toward the rest of his rewards. "$50,000,000 or a Golden Card." Zed mused, his gaze flickering between the two options displayed on the screen. "I already have quite a bit of money from the lottery, so I'll just go for the Golden Card as usual." Without hesitation, he made his choice. [Host has chosen the Golden Card!] A notification flashed before him, followed by the sudden appearance of a go
New skill
"You are making a mistake! I didn't do anything! I've been here all day! You can ask the people here!" Mr. Routledge spat, his face flushed with rage, his voice rising in anger. "Well, you don't really need to leave this place to commit a crime. You could easily make a call and hire people to do your dirty work for you," Chief Beckett remarked, his tone firm and unyielding. He lowered his pistol and tucked it back into his belt. "Take him outside," he ordered, and his men immediately began dragging the struggling man toward the door. "No, you can't do this! You can't! I didn’t do anything!" Mr. Routledge continued to protest, his voice growing desperate as he was hauled away. "You're making a huge mistake! You don't know who I am! You don’t know how many powerful friends I have! You will regret this!" His voice echoed down the hall as the officers forced him outside. Once outside, they shoved him into the back of the patrol car, slamming the door shut with a metallic clang. The of
The mastermind
"I don't know his name, but he's the owner of the first casino you'll see in that area," Zed informed, his right hand gesturing toward the direction he had just come from.Chief Beckett narrowed his eyes slightly, taking in the information. "I see. And what makes you suspect him? Did they say anything to you?""Not exactly," Zed replied, his voice edged with suspicion. "But it's too much of a coincidence that he insisted on giving me my winnings in cash. I mean, we're talking about a huge sum—he could've just transferred it to my bank, but he outright refused. Then, not even a few minutes after I left the casino, I got attacked. And guess what? They were after the same briefcase I got from the casino."Chief Beckett considered this for a moment before pulling out a small notepad and pen. He jotted down Zed’s statement, along with the address of the casino."We'll look into this, sir," he stated firmly, tucking the notepad away. "You should go to the hospital for treatment.""Don't wor
Help arrives
Zed staggered backward as one of the thugs viciously kicked the briefcase from his grasp. His feet scrambled against the rough pavement as he fought to maintain his balance, finally coming to a halt a few paces away from them."Do I even stand a chance against these men?" The thought flickered through his mind as his pulse pounded in his ears. His gaze locked onto the thugs as they surged forward, their daggers gripped tightly in their hands. The dim streetlights cast eerie glints off the cold steel, making the weapons look even deadlier.As they reached striking distance, their blades slashed through the air in unison, aiming to carve into him. Zed barely reacted in time, leaping backward just as the daggers whooshed past, cutting nothing but empty space. He exhaled sharply, but before he could regain his footing, one of the thugs lunged forward, his fist swinging toward Zed’s face.Instinct took over. Zed sidestepped at the last second, narrowly avoiding the blow. The attacker’s mom
