2026-09-30 13:46:34Chase took a cab from the hospital back to the restaurant that night.
He hadn't thought much of Jerry's message, but he already knew what was waiting for him.
The moment he stepped through the front door, he saw it. The restaurant had been arranged like a courtroom. Every table was full, the waiters stood in a line along the wall, and two security men stood at the door, blocking the exit behind him. Jerry had gathered everyone to witness the spectacle. Chase also noticed that the dining guests were going to be part of it.
"You!" Jerry said, still steaming. "You think you can walk out on me?"
"Are you always red like a tomato?" Chase asked nonchalantly.
"You can keep joking if you like, but everyone here is waiting to hear your punishment!" Jerry snapped his fingers, and a waiter held up a long sheet of paper. "Damages to Mr. Silverberg's reputation, lost customers, compensation for the incident, and the restaurant's image. Eighty-five thousand dollars!"
He threw the bill onto the floor at Chase's feet.
"Wow, that is a lot of money!" someone whispered.
"Do you think a wretch like him can pay it? He can't even afford to change his clothes!"
"Yes, look! It's the same clothes he wore this morning!"
"Well, that's his luck. He's the one who acted rashly!"
"If he begs on his knees now, maybe he'll get a discount!"
Chase heard all the rumors on his left and right. But when he saw the bill on the ground, he didn't bother picking it up. Instead, he dipped his hand into his pocket and walked to an empty seat in the middle of the restaurant, sitting down as if he owned the place.
He waved a waiter over.
"Bring me the truffle-crusted wagyu steak, the lobster thermidor, a plate of your best mozzarella and cheese platter, and a bottle of your most expensive wine," Chase said calmly.
Everyone's jaws dropped.
Was this not the same man who had just been handed a bill of eighty-five thousand dollars?
"Are you mad?" Jerry raged. "How can you order food when you haven't paid off your debt? Who do you think you are?"
"I'm not mad," Chase said with a smile. "You are."
Jerry was about to explode, but Chase raised a hand, shushing him.
"I never said I wasn't going to pay my debt. After all, I'm here, and I'm not running." He looked at the two security men blocking the door and smiled.
Ding!
[New Mission: Invite everyone in this restaurant to enjoy the most luxurious meals on the menu. Let the one who framed you take the bill.]
Chase almost laughed. The system was really testing him.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Chase stood up and raised his voice, and every head turned to him. "Since you've all come to watch, why don't you enjoy the night as well? Order whatever you like, the most expensive food, the best wine. Tonight, let's all eat!"
There was silence for one second. Then the restaurant exploded in laughter.
"Ha! Is he serious?"
"Look at him, smiling like a fool! Of course he is, but he doesn't know what he's about to do to himself!"
"How is that our business? Let us eat!"
Jerry burst out laughing, wiping his eyes. He thought he had finally caught Chase in his own trap. "You want to treat everyone? Fine! Fine! Then hear me, all of you! As the manager of this restaurant, I personally authorize every order tonight, to be charged to this man! Waiters, serve everything they ask for, and stamp every ticket with my approval!"
"Yes, sir!"
Immediately, everyone in the restaurant began ordering the highest-priced food, the best wines, and the rarest dishes. Champagne bottles were popped, caviar plates were passed around, and the kitchen ran at full speed.
Chase watched calmly, then ate his own meal until he was satisfied.
The whole crowd was clapping.
"Cheers to your stupidity, boy!"
"At least I had a very good meal!"
"Now it's time for the drama!"
Comments flew around the room, and it only amused Chase. He set his glass down, wiped his mouth, and stood up.
He took a thick envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Jerry. "Eighty-five thousand dollars. That is exactly my debt. Count it."
Jerry's mouth fell open. He counted quickly, and his face turned pale. Every single dollar was there.
Ding!
[Mission completed.]
[Sacrifice detected: Host paid $85,000 in false damages to the man who framed him.]
[Reward(Stat boost): Strength 25(+15), Speed 5 (+15), Stamina 20 (+16), Luck 1 (+9)]
"I don’t believe it," Jerry stammered. Then the head cashier hurried over with a long receipt in his hands. "Sir, tonight's bill for the whole restaurant is one hundred and eighty thousand dollars. Who should we send it to?"
"Send it to the person who authorized it," Chase said with a shrug. "I paid my debt. I never said I'd pay for anyone's dinner. I only said to enjoy. Everyone here heard the manager say he personally authorizes every order."
The head cashier turned to Jerry, who had gone stiff.
"Jerry, sir, the tickets all carry your approval stamp."
"What?" Jerry shrieked. "But you invited everyone! You all heard him!"
"I did invite them," Chase said calmly. "And you were the one who paid for the invitation."
"Don't you know that if you don't pay, they will fire me?" Jerry cried in anguish. "The owner will make me cover the whole bill from my own pocket! I'll lose my job and everything I own!"
"I don't see how that's my problem," Chase said with a shrug. "Thanks for the food. Now I'll be on my way."
He turned towards the door.
Jerry stared, wounded deeply, and couldn't help but feel pain in his chest.
"Stop him!" he screamed. "Don't let him go! I must get to the bottom of this!"
The two security men stepped in front of the door. Chase shot them a cold stare that made even Jerry shut up.
"If you don't want to wake up in the hospital tomorrow, I suggest you step out of my way with immediate effect," Chase said, unbothered.
The men were adamant. One of them reached for his collar.
Chase caught his hand before it could touch him and twisted it. CRACK! The man's wrist snapped.
"ARGH!"
The man went down, and Chase gave him a kick to the face that sent him sliding across the floor until he hit a pillar.
The crowd gasped, stunned.
The second man threw a punch, but Chase dodged it easily and returned the strike with an overhead kick that sent the man crashing to the ground.
Chase turned and gave his boss one more cold stare. Jerry collapsed onto the floor, sweating, and Chase walked out.
Outside the restaurant, the night air was cool. As he walked, Chase felt his phone buzz in his pocket.
An unknown number was calling.
He looked at the screen for a moment, then declined the call. He had already had enough drama for one day.
The phone buzzed again. This time, it was a message.
Mr. Chase Locke, please pick up. It is about the hospital.
Chase frowned.
"Who is this?"
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Chapter 8
Chase hailed a cab, and soon he arrived at Crown Ledger Bank.True to its name, the bank was a titan of a structure, with tall marble pillars and golden letters above the entrance. It was clear that the city's elite came here to deposit and do all sorts of transactions. Chase walked inside and was immediately met with a sight."Please! My business just needs one more month, and it will start producing fruits! You see, I promise you!"A man was on his knees, begging with his whole heart.Chase looked the man up and down. He was wearing nothing but a white shirt and boxers. His phone, his remaining suit, and his wallet lay on a desk nearby as if they were being processed."No. An extension cannot be granted," a ruthless man in a grey suit said, his arms crossed adamantly. "You have already exceeded your deadline more than three times. We don't grant more extensions. Now the full hammer of judgment will come upon you.""No, please! I will produce results!""Security!" the man called, and
Chapter 7
The next day came almost immediately, and Chase woke to the sound of his phone ringing."Good morning, sir," a man's voice said on the other end. Chase didn't recognize it."Who is this?" Chase asked."My name is Lucas, sir. I am your personal assistant at Northline Logistics. Miss Vanessa just handed the arrangement over to me," he said."Oh, I see. Is there any issue?" Chase asked."Well, sir, there is a company meeting scheduled this morning, and I wanted to know if I should come and pick you up.""Never mind. Tell them I'm coming now," Chase answered, and he got up to get ready.Since he was entering an office, a suit would have been the appropriate thing to wear, but he still didn't have the time or the money for one. So he grabbed his normal grey T-shirt and a pair of jeans.He left the apartment, hailed a cab, and told the driver where to go. The drive wasn't far, and when the cab pulled up in front of the company building, he raised an eyebrow in surprise.The building was big
Chapter 6
Chase didn't answer the call the previous night. Instead, he went back to his apartment to rest. The apartment had been put back in order. The floorboard was fixed, the broken furniture was replaced, and a note lay on the table with a receipt showing that his rent arrears had been cleared, down to the last penny. There wasn't a single speck of dust.The next morning came quickly, and Chase was thinking about going to see Lily when the roar of an engine outside pulled him to the window.A Rolls-Royce had stopped in front of his building.Chase was surprised. His neighborhood was run-down, not a place where anyone with money ever came. The sleek black car looked completely out of place, and it immediately sparked the curiosity of the neighbors.The driver hurried around and opened the back door. The woman who stepped out was extremely beautiful. Her hair was combed to the side and held in place with a headband. Her eyes were big and blue, her nose was pointed, and her lips were full. S
Chapter 5
Chase took a cab from the hospital back to the restaurant that night.He hadn't thought much of Jerry's message, but he already knew what was waiting for him.The moment he stepped through the front door, he saw it. The restaurant had been arranged like a courtroom. Every table was full, the waiters stood in a line along the wall, and two security men stood at the door, blocking the exit behind him. Jerry had gathered everyone to witness the spectacle. Chase also noticed that the dining guests were going to be part of it."You!" Jerry said, still steaming. "You think you can walk out on me?""Are you always red like a tomato?" Chase asked nonchalantly."You can keep joking if you like, but everyone here is waiting to hear your punishment!" Jerry snapped his fingers, and a waiter held up a long sheet of paper. "Damages to Mr. Silverberg's reputation, lost customers, compensation for the incident, and the restaurant's image. Eighty-five thousand dollars!"He threw the bill onto the floo
Chapter 4
Chase didn't waste any time flagging down a cab. Within twenty minutes, he was in front of the hospital.He rushed into the building. Everyone turned to look at him in surprise, but he paid no attention to them. He stopped the first nurse he saw."I need to see the MD right now!""R-right this way, sir," the nurse said, and Chase followed her to the office.Inside, Dr. Evans, the hospital's MD, had a visible worry on his face. It only made Chase's heart sink."How is my sister?" Chase asked. "What is her condition?""We increased the dosage of her regular medication, but it doesn't seem to be working," Dr. Evans said. "We also don't have enough personnel to handle her seizures and continuous monitoring. So we need you to add an additional amount, so that we can afford the specialists and equipment she needs."His assistant nurse, who was already in the room, strolled over and handed Chase the bill.Chase looked at it and was surprised by how much the price had shot up. Six hundred and
Chapter 3
Chase shot up from his bed, pulling air into his lungs, his hand pressed against his chest as he steadied his breathing.He could still remember how agonizing it had felt to breathe after he was thrown off the fourteenth floor.He looked over his entire body. There was no blood, no broken bones, and not a single scar. He was still in his bedroom.It seemed his choice had come to pass. "What is this?" Chase muttered, looking around. Everything in the apartment seemed ordinary.But it was because he hadn't adjusted it all. Today should have been the end of the worst day of his life. Instead, it was only the beginning.Ding!A mechanical tone rang out, and a transparent screen appeared in front of him. Chase blinked twice. The screen was still there.[Welcome, Host Chase Locke.][Base Stats: Strength 5, Speed 5, Stamina 4, Luck 1.][Rule of the Kickback System: The more you lose unfairly, the more you gain. Every sacrifice returns as a multiplier.]"Awesome!" Chase said finally, after
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