chapter 3

Chapter 3

What kind of game does Zion mean? Thomas thought that wasn't something good for him.

Then you can see, Zion starts pouring wine into a glass and the smile doesn't fade on his face, then he spits in it, followed by Alexa and his friends.

He quickly stirred everything up.

“Drink, if you can drink it, then we will free this beautiful woman.”

“Thom, you're not going to drink it, are you?” said his cousin Bobby, who had been staring at all the drama in front of him.

“Okay, okay! Maybe this challenge is too difficult. I will add another glass of wine, for you! Without any mixture. Drink!”

Unexpected, Thomas immediately took the glass. Hold it firmly. Suppressed anger burned in his chest, but he could only be patient and do everything well.

He then quickly drank it down. The people around him looked sick watching it.

“Ohh, shitt! He's such a loser!” said Bobby.

Meanwhile, Clara could only close her eyes.

Thomas finally finished the two glasses Zion gave him.

“At least rich people's spit won't infect me with diseases!” He then quickly grabbed Clara and took her away. But the woman refused and returned to her job.

“Don't tell this to my brother, I don't want him to know I work at this place, and thank you for your help, but I don't need it!” Clara just left.

Thomas laughed dryly. A sacrifice in vain.

He then left, his head so heavy. The drink seemed to be starting to react to him

But he still had one goal. Namely, the house of his aunt, Bobby's mother.

She must be responsible for all her son's actions. They are always like that, taking advantage and always taking advantage of it. For 18 years he was raised by that woman and apparently, it was all about the wealth that the woman could receive after he turned 18 years old. Thereafter, the woman threw it away because it was no longer useful.

He finally arrived at Mrs. Tillie Darold's residence. Tapping and pressing the call button firmly and repeatedly. It was already 05 in the morning.

There was no answer for a while, until then, the woman came out. She had known since earlier that Thomas was waiting outside, but they didn't pay attention to him. However, the sound of the bell that she kept pressing caused a commotion, and finally, the woman was forced to come out, along with her husband, Ziggie Darold.

“Don't you have a brain, Thomas? Why are you knocking on my house so early! You're crazy!” said Tillie with a rising intonation

“I'm not crazy, Auntie! But your son is crazy! Why did Bobby sell my house? You must be responsible for all his actions! I know Auntie will know about all this.”

“Did you come just to ask this? You're crazy! You're stupid! Don't blame me or Bobby for your stupidity. You agreed and signed all the documents yourself. So who do you want to blame? Besides. It's not worth much.”

Hearing that, Thomas could only laugh dryly.

“It's not much, you say? That's the house my parents left behind! How can you say the house is nothing.” The intonation of Thomas's voice rose slightly.

“Then what's wrong? It's just a cheap house, you should be thanking me. I took care of you first. Then now you're asking me for compensation. The price of the house isn't even worth my salary for taking care of you.”

“Taking care of? Have you ever taken care of me! You didn't take care of me! You made me a servant! And now you're asking for compensation? Then where is all my money that you took when I was exactly 18 years old? You guys ate it greedily.”

heard everything Thomas said. Mrs. Tillie became very angry. He quickly slapped Thomas in the face.

“Don't say something that makes me angry, Thomas! Your mom and dad, from a long time ago, could only trouble everyone, just like you! Your mom was a bad-luck person. That's why she took my older brother, lived with her, and started her life of poverty, which she even gave back to you. Losers are not useful! You'd better go away and never show your face before us again.”

When Thomas wanted to say something again, Ziggie quickly held back and pushed him away. Then they went in and closed the door.

Thomas held his cheek. It feels painful.

He quickly returned to his house, which in a few hours would belong to someone else.

He entered and then wept silently. He's messed up. For all his life, he was only destined to be a loser.

He then opened the box, a legacy left by his parents. Crying there. He turned the box over until all the contents scattered.

He saw several things belonging to his father and mother. His eyes were fixated on a necklace with a simple name engraved on it. It was his name, 'Thomas'. He then put it on.

Thereafter, he took some other simple things and saw a photo of his father and mother. Framed in an old photo holder. He looked at him.

Those eyes suddenly reddened.

And instantly. Anger overcame him.

He threw the photo, breaking the glass frame.

He screamed, venting everything.

“Why did you have to bring me into this world, if you wanted to leave me, bastard? My life is miserable! I'm a loser in this life! You are guilty of everything!

Why are you guys so poor? Why, before you died, you didn't even leave me any treasure! Why are you torturing me like this, Mom, Dad? I hate you guys! I hope you guys will be put in hell for not being able to make me happy. You, too, have to suffer, just like me in this world. I hate you guys!

Because of you, I can't repay the actions of the people who humiliated me! I want to hit them, spit on them, slap their faces, and make them prostrate themselves before me! However, I can't do anything, I can only continue to be a loser. Because I was born to a poor person! Ahhhh… I wish to become rich and make them all shut up!” Thomas spoke without pausing. It felt like his anger had come out with all his sentences.

If someone hears it. They will probably laugh loudly again.

But suddenly, his chest felt so painful. He held his chest. he couldn't, The pain is piercing.

He lay down in pain.

“Ughh….”

He screamed, but the pain was still there and even worse.

And after a few minutes. Something seemed to fill his head.

The pain was reduced. He then heard sentence after sentence ringing in his ears.

[Peaking anger detected. The system has been resurrected.]

[Welcome Mr. Thomas Zerach, the super-rich system has been revived, whatever you want, you can get it. Revenge will be avenged!]

[The balance has been detected, and the system will send unlimited balances to all banks in the world. There is no limit to revenge!]

[Users can use facial scans, fingerprints, barcodes, and other types of revocation. A barcode has been installed on the chest, as a sign of system ownership. Revenge will be avenged!]

[Access only belongs to the Host.]

Suddenly, a system screen appeared in front of him. Making his eyes blink a few times, to adjust

Owner: Thomas Zerach

constitution (strength): 30%(-) weak

vitality (intelligence): 40%(-) Normal

System points:-

Skills: -

[have some skills by using the system points]

[System points, can be obtained by making people admire/regret!]

System rules: the system will disappear if one condition is violated!

Conditions: the system is always wanted, when the system is no longer needed, the system will disappear with the Host's code saying 'REVENGE, THE SYSTEM IS NO LONGER WANTED'

[The system will close in three seconds, if you want to open the system screen, say the code 'REVENGE WILL BE AVENGED']

[3… 2… 1… ]

The system closes…

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