The next morning, the campus of Silverline University was bathed in crisp, clear sunlight.A massive crowd of students had gathered near the central plaza, whispering excitedly.Two sleek, matching black sedans with custom gold crests on the doors were parked directly on the pedestrian walkway."What's going on?" a freshman whispered."It’s Prince Louis," an older student replied in a hushed tone. "The exchange group is here."Louis was a minor European royal who ran the Silverline International Exchange Society.

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Meanwhile, Nicholas stepped into Vivian’s laboratory. The room was bathed in an eerie, pulsing red light.Vivian was clutching her head, tears streaming down her face as the countdown timer ticked down.[00:07:22][00:07:21]"Nicholas!" Vivian ran to him, grabbing his arm tightly. "It’s too fast! My firewalls are completely useless against them!""Step away from the keyboard, Vivian," Nicholas said softly, gently moving her aside. "I’ll handle this.”N

Nicholas stared at the numbers. He had exactly six point five million dollars left to spend before his daily timer hit zero.Suddenly, a loud burst of applause echoed from the grand eastern field just across the lawn, where bright stadium floodlights lit up the night. Banners were waving in the cool evening breeze, and polished luxury cars lined the perimeter."What is going on over there?" Vivian asked, turning her head toward the noise."That's Young Master Crest's private event," a nearby student whispered, looking nervously at Nicholas. "He's hosting an exclusive charity polo match tonight. Word got out that you were around the pavilion, and Crest wanted a stage to flex his standing in front of the city's political families."Nicholas narrowed his eyes. Crest was the apex predator among the campus elite. He wasn't acting out of revenge for anyone else; he was acting out of pure, unchecked ego. For Crest, another student wielding serious capital on campus ground was an insult to hi

[Transaction Approved.][Payment Processed: $8,000,000.00][Property Title Transferred. You are now the absolute owner of the Golden District Commercial Block.]A loud, high-pitched chime rang out from the sales office master terminal. The massive digital display on the wall flashed a bright, blinding gold.The four guards froze mid-swing, their batons hovering inches from Nicholas's head. Their heavy tactical radios buzzed wildly with emergency notifications.Julian’s sneer vanished instantly. His eyes bulged as he stared at the main monitor on his desk."W-What is that sound?" Julian stammered, his voice suddenly squeaking. "Why is the system locked?"Before anyone could answer, the glass front doors burst open.Three men in dark silk suits rushed in, sweating profusely. At the front was the regional director of the real estate board. He looked at Julian with pure, unadulterated rage."Julian, you absolute idiot!" the director roared, his voice echoing through the silent lobby."Dir