Vince Hutchinson: Rise To Wealth

Host Located, System Activated

CHAPTER ONE

"You're fired, Mr. Hutchinson," the middle-aged man with the potbelly yelled as Vince entered into his office. 

 

Vince wondered to whom his employer was speaking after looking behind him but failing to see anyone. 

 

"Mr. Hutchinson, I'm talking to you. Why are you looking back?” The Boss asked.

 

Vince's unflappable face began to show signs of fear. His visage, which had previously been expressionless, was instantly tainted by one of worry and panic.

 

"What have I done wrong? I don't understand why you're terminating my employment as I've been a devoted employee of this company.  

"You didn't do anything." As soon as he heard that, he swiftly got to his knees and spoke. "So, kindly don't fire me." 

“Vince, don't you understand me? The management realised that the company needed to fire some employees in order to avoid bankruptcy because it was experiencing certain difficulties.”

 

"After that, the company is safe. I will give you another call like I promised. Once he had finished, Vince turned to face his boss, his eyes blazing. He had been crying. 

 

"You're not telling the truth, Mr. Addams. The company has no plans to declare bankruptcy. "

 

He arched his brows. I ask, "What are you saying?" He queried. 

 

"I wanted to make sure I understood: Lady Julie paid you to fire me, right? He said.

 

The look on Mr. Addams' face changed drastically. He was stunned by it. "How do you know?"It is a question coming from the manager.

"Fine! She hired me to sack you. Nothing I can do will make a difference. He said. 

 

  "You bastard!" His blood was boiling with rage as he cursed. They nearly penetrated the flesh. 

 

"Mr. Hutchinson, you're being incredibly rude. Never forget that I'm still banging your employer. He exclaimed as he grew infuriated.

 

"That's it, Mr. Addams. You nasty soul, I told you that you would regret doing this. He yelled.

 

"Regret, you say?"

 

How can you make me regret it when you are nothing more than a pauper? You are not entitled to a three-square meal. 

 

Mr. Addams insulted to the bone, and that made him aggressive. 

Without giving his boss's advancing age a second thought. He charged at him, wrapped his shirt and tee over his neck, and gave two strikes to his cheek. 

 

Mr. Addams screamed in misery as he peered at the departing Vince. 

 

"Fuck! What gall?"

 

"Don't let Vince leave the building without being touched," he yelled over the security line. "Beat him mercilessly and throw him out of the company." 

 

He then hung up the phone and began to massage his cheek. 

 

The guards obey the commands given to them by their superior. They went above and beyond Mr. Addams' request.

For them, it was a lucky day. Not recently have they beaten anyone. 

 

After being knocked to the ground, Vince winced in pain and shut his eyes; however, when he opened them, a rectangular hologram was in front of them. 

 

What is that? He grunted. 

 

[Host found, system running] 

 

Vince's horror grew as he read what was written. "WTF! What just transpired?

 

He then closed his eyes while rubbing them in an uncharacteristically moderate to firm manner. He claimed that it's possible the fall had hurt his eyes. 

 

He opened them and saw that the hologram was still there. "Why the heck am I seeing this, jeez?" Even after he massaged his eyes more vigorously than before, it continued.

He looked around to see if he was still alive. He could see the bodyguards looking at him after throwing him to the ground hard. 

 

The question was, "Can you guys see this?" He politely inquired while pointing to the hologram in front of him. 

 

Before laughing out loud, they both take a moment to glance at each other. "Well, see? Don't claim to have gone crazy merely because you were fired. The bodyguard made fun of him while standing to his left.

 

"Why won't he? That's his only means of survival." The one on the right hand added, as they broke into another round of laughter. 

They were correct; his source of survival had been taken away from him. That was his sole means of living in this world. He had a dejected appearance. 

 

He raised an eyebrow at the hologram and, after repeatedly rubbing his eyes, he was now certain that he was the only one who could see it. It remained there. 

 

[Congratulations! Among the billions of people that live on Earth, you are the fortunate to be in charge of this Hologram.]

 

[3…2…1..]

 

[System adjusting to the Host's Level and Wishes. Analysis begins!]

 

[3…2…1…Analysis completed.]

[System goes live!]

 

[Announcement!]

 

Every day, easy, medium, and hard assignments will be available; the system is updated at 12AM. The host is unable to decide not to complete the task. Otherwise, the system will become inactive and disappear.

 

The Host will receive a massive sum of money and points for any assignment that is successfully accomplished. The following is how host status is upgraded using money and points:

 

[STATUS]

 

 Name: Vincent Paulo Hutchinson 

 

Age: 23 years

 

Race: Human

 

Strength: 18 (+)

 

Agility: 15 (+)

 

Vitality: 13 (+)

 

Intelligence: 20 (+)

 

Retention: 13 (+)

 

Prestige: 4 (+)

 

Charm: 5 (+)

 

Points: 0

 

Balance: 0

 

Remember that you can increase statistics by spending $1 billion per increment while using balance. 

 

Note: You have a choice of 10 points or 10 billion dollars to fill in the empty slots.

 

A day cannot be skipped without completing a mission.

 

[Finish with notification!]

 

As Vince reads, the message keeps flowing in and going out, which confuses him. He didn't know what to do. 

 

"Why am I seeing this?" you may wonder. He moaned as he questioned. 

 

"I don't know how he would look after two weeks of being jobless. He will appear malnourished and will be smoking out of desperation.”

The guards kept babbling after that. However, Vince didn't seem to be affected by their angry words as he focused on the hologram, which obscured his vision. 

 

Not only will the hologram give him a new life, but he will also be showered with money. He thought about using the Hologram and then tossing it away if it turned out to be inaccurate. 

 

Fortunately, no one was waiting for the bus when he arrived at the stop. He sat down knowing exactly what he was going to do. 

 

"Could you be more specific?" He said. 

 

Now that you've decided to serve as the host, here are the next steps:

 

In less than a half-second, the holographic display changed to read;

[Easy Mission: Not completed]

 

[Medium Mission: Not completed]

 

[Difficult Mission: Not completed]

 

[Informations:

 

- The amount of money and points awarded to the Host depends on how challenging the operation is.

 

- The Host can check the Non-Host status by using the money and points.

 

- The host is unable to access another task until the first one has been completed.]

 

[Now that you are familiar with and understand the basics, which mission are you going for?]

 

“I will go on a medium mission. I'm curious to see how things pan out.”

 

When Vince concluded, the hologram quickly disappeared, reappearing a half-second later with a different appearance. 

 

Medium Mission Unlocked: 

 

What you have to do is as follows: 

You need to travel to Ms. Biggs' Fast Food, which is around 2 kilometres away from here. All you have to do is order $300 worth of food, consume it, and then leave without paying.

Prizes:

- 5 billion dollars

 

- 4 points]

The Hologram vanished after that. 

"WTF! How will I go about doing this? I'm going to be beaten to death if I'm caught without paying." He expressed dissatisfaction about the mission. 

 

He wondered how he might eat without paying and avoid getting caught at the same time. Even if he is discovered, he will only need to use the $300 he has with him to pay the debt. 

 

"I'm not able to do this." he mumbled under his breath. After remembering the massive amount of money the Hologram had earlier promised, he changed his mind about what he had said.

 

He wants to be rich. making his family regret what they did to him and freeing his sister from their chains.

 

In addition, the Hologram made it obvious that he couldn't start a new task until the current one was accomplished.  If not, he would have gone for the Easy mission.

He sighed and lost himself in thought. What assurance is given that the system will grant him the rewards after he completes the assignment? Uncertainties made it difficult for him to decide whether to believe the strange Hologram in his vision. 

 

He abruptly rose to his feet and said, "This is an opportunity, and a test shouldn't hurt. At least I'm not the Hologram; I'm the one eating the food. I should only be considering the way of eating for free." To himself, he murmured.

 

"I ought to set out for Ms. Biggs' Fast Food." 

Since the amount he had with him was the same as his dinner bill total and he would be paying with the money if he happened to get caught, he decided against flagging down a cab. 

 

Additionally, he would have time to figure out how he might finish the mission successfully. 

 

The perspiration on his head had accumulated into balls and was pouring to the ground after approximately fifteen minutes of walking. 

 

He had traveled roughly 1 of the 2KM. He glanced at a nearby corner for a split second, then settled on a face that was familiar 

 

His girlfriend, standing beside the other gender, Camilla is that person. As the person's face came into view, he locked his intense gaze. 

 

"Oh, her cousin Hudson." He muttered to himself

He considered how to explain what had happened to her as he dipped his hand inside his pant pocket.

Let me surprise her," he remarked, dismissing the notion. This may or may not be true.

He turned his attention back to them, although it was quite perplexing that his eyes were fixed on them. 

He looked shattered and heartbroken as his body violently trembled as he peered at them.

They made out.

"They did, in fact, truly do. However, that was her cousin. 

In a fit of wrath, his stunning forest green eyes turned red.