Ultimate Ruler Of The Infinite World

CHAPTER 04

Dylan hurried to a vendor machine not too far from the deserted road to get something affordable.

He stared doubtfully at his hands. But scoffed and decided to try it out.

"Won't hurt if I try. After all, if it doesn't work out, I will just walk away." With that he surveyed the road and saw that no one was coming. So, he hurriedly placed his thumb to pay the vendor machine.

"Ding...!!! Ding..!!"

"The Infinite system successfully paid $4." Instantly a candy fell from the vendor machine.

"What? Did it just....?" A smile slowly embalmed Dylan's face, but he still don't want to believe it. It was too good to be real.

"Ding...!! Ding!!"

"Infinite system successfully paid $4" Another candy fell out of the machine.

"What the hec----" He was almost screaming out loud, but he cupped his mouth before he could finish screaming.

"It real...!!! What if--- No, no no... It just can't be real, maybe the candies are not paid for."

"Ding Ding...!!!"

"Infinite system successfully paid $12 " Different products fell out of the vendor machine and a screen appeared before him.

[ Name: Dylan Bradley ]

[ Balance: $99999999999980 ]

[ Status: Rank 1]

[ Strength: Weak ]

[Power Point: 0]

[Skills Chamber: 0 ]

"Woah.... Hahahaha," The eruption of giggles broke through and he couldn't contained his joy anymore as he laughed like a drain.

"It worked...!!! It Fuckin' worked!!!"

"I'm utterly speechless! $100 Trillion at my fingertips, just waiting to be spent! I'm completely awestruck... Does that mean I am really a trillionaire?!"

"Yes, I've become a trillionaire in the blink of an eye! This is absolutely incredible! I should be topping the Forbes World's Billionaires list."

"My life has changed forever! The possibilities are endless! I'm living my dream! This infinite system is awesome."

After spending almost his years fighting poverty and getting neglected in life all because of how broke and poor he were, he finally broke free and the unfathomable joy hovering over him made him quickly took to his heels and headed to the nearest bank.

He flounced into the bank and luckily the bank wasn't as busy as he used to be. He went straight to the cashier.

The cashier's friendly face behind the counter, morphed into a chafing and a scornful smile.

The cashier threw a withering glance at Dylan, her eyes narrowing in disgust of his outfits. She was already irritated from seeing Dylan working towards her.

She thought Dylan must be one of those troublesome customers with zero dollar in their account but makes the loudest noise.

"What do you want?" The cashier asked with an icy face and her hands on the telephone ready to call the security if Dylan turns out to be those troublesome customers.

Dylan stared at her without saying a word, her tone wasn't friendly and all Dylan's life he had known cashiers to be always friendly, but that wasn't wholly true.

But he just needed to withdraw money and get out of there. The cashier's behaviour shouldn't be his concerns.

"I want to withdraw money." He ignored the cashier disgusting tone.

"Maybe you're one of those troublesome customers that come in here just to make noise and..."

"But I haven't come here to----" Dylan quickly chimed in.

"I'm still talking... There are a lot of ATMs outside, you left all of that and came in here to disturb my peace, what for?" Her voice was laced with venom, dripping with disdain as she spoke in an utterly repulsive tone that can make one skin crawl.

"Is this how to talk to customers? This is utter nonsense. I demand to speak to your manager right now." Dylan spoke at the top of his voice as he couldn't stand there and get insulted.

The noise upset the other customers, drawing their attention to the unkempt tattered man.

"How did the security let this man in here? " A vibrant young ladies voice swept through.

"He could be carrying some illness, look how dirty and scrunty he looks"

Another voice complemented and a series of murmurs rippled through. Dylan couldn't help but observed himself in shame.

The Cashier called the security instantly...

The securities were unto him, but the Bank manager on hearing the sound from the counter, she came downstairs through the elevator.

As Dylan was surrounded by the security guards, he felt helpless like always. He did not expect that the cashier will go such length.

"What's happening here?" A flat voice was heard from the elevator as a beautiful lady in her early twenties walked majestically in her black professional suit that set off her categorically hot body.

Although there was a hint of anger on her pretty face, she was still sexy and alluring.

Dylan heaved in exasperation, but a wild smile extended over the face of the cashier. She knew the Bank Manager will definitely order Dylan off in split seconds.

"This pu----" The cashier held herself from raining cuss and pointed angrily at Dylan, "He came in here saying he wanted to withdraw money, but there were Automated Teller Machines all over the place and he started screaming on top of his voice that he demand to speak with the manager."

"Really? Is that so?" Dylan's face contorted in indignation, eyes narrowing as he stared angrily at the cashier.

"Mr Dylan, I'm Julian Green, the Bank manager. And why didn't you listen to Miss Clara?" She asked as he observed Dylan's shabby outfits.

'Oh Miss Clara is the name of this disrespectful cashier. And why didn't I listen to her? Did she even allow me to say anything. All because I wasn't looking grandly. He thought but said,

"I want to withdraw Ten Million Dollar. But it seems like I will just go to another bank and make withdrawal since your cashier seems very unprofessional." He spoke confidently.

'10 Million Dollar...??' The Bank Manager's eyes poked out in shock.

'She hadn't done such a withdrawal at once since she became a Bank Manager.'

'Who is this guy ?' Thoughts started streaming into Miss Julian's psyche.

"$10 Million?Are you sure?" The cashier scanned Dylan and taunted. "Ma'am, he must be joking. Allow me and I'll order the security guards to throw him out of the bank. Immediately." The cashier turned abruptly to Miss Julian, her eyes flashing with expectation, awaiting a response.

Miss Julian also did not believe that the guy who looked like a loser could withdraw $10 million at once. However, Miss Julian have been in business for some years and she knows about some clandestine folks that doesn't make much noise about their wealth nor with their outfits.

Maybe Dylan is one of them. She had seen Dylan's type before she became a Bank Manager.

"If you really want to withdraw $10 Million in cash, I will have to talk to our Directors. It a huge sum of money, But you will have to make payment first."

'Beneath his tattered appearance, this teenager might be hiding a surprising secret: because no troublesome customers will say they want to withdraw $10 Million with such confidence' Miss Julian pondered.

Miss Julian turned the screen of the computer towards him and requested him to pay.

A huge smile was hovering over the cashier's face, she just couldn't wait to see Dylan make fool of himself.