The God of Wealth's System
"You said money is God in this world? Then prepare to bow before mine."
Sean Alexander was nothing but an ant, a loser forever trampled under the boots of the city's elite. As a struggling courier, he slaved away eighteen hours a day just to fund the lavish lifestyle of his fiancée, Sophia. But his loyalty was met with the foulest betrayal. With his own eyes, he watched Sophia moan in the arms of his own boss, Viktor Vane.
Framed as a criminal, fired, and left to die in a dark alleyway, Sean should have taken his last breath that night. Instead, his blood spilled over a mysterious heirloom coin, triggering an impossible evolution.
Suddenly gifted with eyes that can see the true price of everything, from ancient artifacts and stock market fluctuations to the darkest secrets of the human soul, Sean begins his crawl out of the hell that once shackled him. He is no longer the victim; he is an economic predator, capable of collapsing global markets with a single flick of his finger.
But boundless wealth carries a curse. Sean soon realizes the world is built on more than just currency, secret organizations and supernatural power-users are lurking in the shadows, hungry for the System he possesses.
As the world falls to its knees, Sean lives by one rule, "To those who belittle me, I will buy your dignity. To those who oppose me, I will pay the price for your life!"
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Chapter: Chapter 11The District 4 police lobby, which moments ago had been buzzing with mocking laughter, had now transformed into a place of sickening worship. The four suitcases containing a sea of cash seemed to radiate a power that paralyzed the common sense of every officer present. Sergeant Miller, who had previously wanted to twist Seans collar, now stood trembling with a bowed back, looking like a terrified servant."Mr. Alexander... please forgive our misunderstanding," Miller whispered, his voice hoarse. He no longer dared to look Sean in the eye. "We were only following orders; we had no idea you possessed this kind of power."Commissioner Griffin stepped forward, roughly pushing his men aside. His face, which had been flushed red with anger, now turned pale, replaced by the widest fake smile he had ever displayed in his life. He touched the suitcase of money with his fingertips, as if touching a sacred relic."Calm yourself, Mr. Alexander," Griffin said in a voice as sweet as honey, a sharp
Last Updated: 2026-04-09
Chapter: Chapter 10The morning sunlight crept through the gaps in the thin curtains of the secret apartment unit in Sector 5. Sean Alexander did not stay at the hotel again. His body was exhausted from the sheer excitement of the previous night. He woke up with a long, deep breath. A smile spread across his face; as usual this time, he did not wake up to a blaring alarm or the fear of overdue bills. He woke up with a new, burning spirit, no longer the underestimated loser.He dreamed of his childhood, a beautiful and peaceful dream. However, when his eyes opened, the reality he faced was far more fantastic than any dream could ever be. Sean reached for his phone lying on the dull wooden table beside the bed.Click.[Main Account Balance: $6,300,000][System Status: Active - Awaiting Further Instructions]Sean chuckled softly. The view inside this room—the peeling walls and the creaking wooden floors—felt so out of place compared to the long string of zeros on his phone screen. He looked like a jobless b
Last Updated: 2026-04-07
Chapter: Chapter 9That night, Sean did not head to the hotel. He instructed his rental limousine driver to pull over in a derelict industrial area on the outskirts of Sector 5. Tucked behind a waste processing warehouse reeking of rusted metal stood a heavy steel door, guarded by men in black suits concealing submachine guns beneath their waistbands.A light drizzle fell, wrapping Sector 5 in a cold, thin mist. At a seemingly abandoned pier stood a container warehouse labeled 101. There were no signs of life outside, but behind its walls lay a freight elevator that descended three floors underground.The Vault. That was the name of the most exclusive illegal casino and auction house in the city. A place where money had no serial numbers and the law had no teeth.Sean Alexander stepped out of the elevator, his head obscured by a black hoodie. His cargo pants were slightly damp from the rain, and his scuffed boots stood in stark contrast to the gleaming white marble floors of the subterranean lobby."Sor
Last Updated: 2026-04-06
Chapter: Chapter 8The atmosphere inside the cabin of the Rolls-Royce carrying Sean back to the St. Regal Hotel was profoundly silent, yet filled with an unspoken tension. Isabella Moretti sat beside him, still motionless, gazing at the profile of Sean’s face illuminated by the rapidly passing streetlights. This man was no longer the courier she had met by the roadside yesterday. There was an aura of power that felt tangibly radiated from his every movement."You just robbed Viktor Vane of half his pride and secured a half-million-dollar check in a single night, Sean," Isabella finally spoke, breaking the silence with a slightly raspy voice. "I have never seen any man make Viktor look that pathetic in front of his own colleagues."Sean turned, the corner of his lips curling into a thin, mysterious smile. "The world is merely a stage, Isabella. I just happened to hold a better script tonight."The car slowed to a halt in front of the luxurious St. Regal lobby. The chauffeur stepped out to open the door,
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
Chapter: Chapter 7A haunting silence blanketed the Atlantis Hotel Ballroom. The sound of Viktor’s crystal glass shattering still seemed to ring in the guests' ears. Sean remained standing tall, his hands tucked casually into his trouser pockets, while his sharp eyes stared flatly at a trembling Viktor."Mr. Vane? You look as though you’ve just seen a ghost," Sean remarked, his baritone voice cutting through the silence with a touch of subtle mockery.Viktor struggled to catch his breath, his chest heaving erratically. He glanced at Sophia, who was now clutching his arm so tightly her nails nearly pierced the fabric of his white suit jacket. Sophia’s face was deathly pale, her eyes bulging as she stared at Sean as if waiting for death itself to claim her."Who… who are you, really?" Viktor asked in a hoarse voice. He attempted to rebuild his wall of arrogance, but the tremor in his hands betrayed him."Hasn’t Ms. Moretti already introduced me? My name is Sean Alexander. An antiques consultant," Sean rep
Last Updated: 2026-03-15
Chapter: Chapter 6"Ten thousand dollars for a dull bowl? You must be out of your mind, Mr. Sean Alexander."Isabella Moretti stared at the tea bowl inside the wooden box with doubt as they sat in the cabin of the Rolls-Royce, gliding through the city streets. Sean, who was adjusting the watch on his wrist, only offered a calm smile. The man’s aura had transformed completely. Not a single trace remained of the hunched-over courier with the lingering scent of sweat.Sean’s transformation had begun the moment he stepped out of 'The Sovereign' boutique earlier that afternoon. He had spent eight thousand five hundred dollars on a three-piece suit custom-stitched with dark silk thread. He did not hesitate to drop another three thousand two hundred dollars on a pair of Oxford shoes made from Italian calfskin, a craft that took hundreds of hours to complete. Not stopping there, he had visited a renowned salon, wanting to showcase a new hairstyle. That treatment, of course, did not come cheap.Combined with the
Last Updated: 2026-03-14
