2026-06-20 17:37:26And then, while he was wondering, a sudden sound echoed.
Ding! [The My Infinite Cashflow System has successfully initialized.] [Host: Nicholas. Status: Pitiful. Emotional State: Broken.] [Level 1 Daily Allowance unlocked: $5,000.00.] [System Policy: All funds must be completely spent before midnight, or your account resets to zero.] [Bonus Skill Granted: Wealth Insight.] Nicholas staggered backward, his knees hitting the old wooden chair as his chest heaved. "Who said that? Is someone playing a prank?" he demanded, looking around the dark archive room. No one answered. Only the quiet hum of the flickering basement light bulb met his ears. His phone buzzed violently, the blood-red interface instantly snapping back to his normal home screen. A notification from his official mobile banking application popped up at the top. Alert: A direct deposit of $5,000.00 has been successfully credited to your account. Nicholas's hands shook so badly he almost dropped the phone onto the concrete floor. He quickly tapped the application, his thumb hovering over the screen as he breathed heavily. Current Available Balance: $5,004.50. "Five thousand... real dollars?" Nicholas whispered, his eyes wide with absolute, stunning shock. His calm exterior completely cracked as a dizzying rush of adrenaline flooded his entire body. Is this a dream? Am I losing my mind because of the hunger and the stress? He pinched his arm hard. The sharp pain proved he was completely awake. "Five thousand dollars," he muttered again, a sudden, desperate hope flaring up in his chest. Before he could even process the bizarre reality, the heavy metal basement door slammed open. The loud bang echoed like a gunshot through the silent archive room, making Nicholas jump. Heavy, aggressive footsteps marched down the concrete stairs, breaking the quiet. Professor Vance emerged from the shadows, his face twisted in a look of supreme arrogance. Right behind him stepped Chad and Miranda, their arms linked together tightly. "There he is! The rat is hiding exactly where I said he would be," Chad sneered, pointing a finger. Miranda crossed her arms, looking at Nicholas with an expression of pure, unadulterated disgust. "Nicholas, I can't believe you've sunk this low," Miranda said, shaking her head in mockery. Nicholas quickly slipped his phone into his pocket, forcing his face to look confused. "What is going on?" "Don't play dumb with me, Nicholas!" Professor Vance roared, his voice booming off the walls. "A highly valuable, limited-edition historical textbook went missing from the display case upstairs," Vance barked. "And Chad saw you hanging around that exact section right before you sneaked down here," the professor added. Chad smirked, stepping forward with a look of ultimate triumph on his face. "Yeah, Nico. I saw you slip it right into your cheap backpack," Chad lied smoothly, grinning. "You're pathetic. Are you so broke that you have to steal university property to sell for cash?" Chad scoffed. Nicholas felt his blood boil, a wave of deep frustration threatening to break through his mask. "I haven't even been upstairs today. I came straight to the basement after class," Nicholas said firmly. "Oh, please, Nicholas. Just stop lying," Miranda interrupted, her voice filled with arrogant pity. "You're just making yourself look even more miserable than you already are," she added with a sneer. "Just confess and return the book to Professor Vance. Stop embarrassing yourself further," Miranda said. Nicholas looked at her, his heart aching at how easily she could join in to destroy him. She really thinks I'm a thief just because I don't have money, Nicholas thought bitterly. Suddenly, a strange, translucent floating text box appeared right above Chad's head. Name: Chad Sterling. Current Liquid Cash: $1,200. Family Debt: $1.5 Million (Hidden). Nicholas blinked, his eyes widening slightly as the text box shifted over to Professor Vance. Name: Vance Miller. Secret: Received a $500 cash bribe from Chad Sterling ten minutes ago. Nicholas gasped internally. The Wealth Insight ability from the system was actually working. A wave of realization washed over him, and his trembling hands suddenly stopped shaking completely. The helplessness in his chest evaporated, replaced by a sudden, intense feeling of absolute power. "I will ask you one last time, Nicholas," Professor Vance threatened, taking a giant step forward. "Hand over your backpack right now, or I am calling the campus police to lock you up!" Vance shouted. "I didn't take any textbook, Professor. Search the security cameras instead," Nicholas replied evenly. "I don't need to check any cameras when I have an eyewitness!" Vance yelled, his face turning red with rage. "You are a thief, and I am going to make sure you are expelled from this school by tonight!" Miranda shook her head, leaning against Chad. "What a complete loser. Enjoy jail, Nicholas."
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Chapter 101: Fuck Off
Nicholas stood outside the Obsidian Club—an ultra-exclusive establishment where membership cost ten million dollars and the waiting list was seven years long. The building itself was unmarked, a converted warehouse in the industrial district that looked abandoned from the outside.Inside was where the real elite played.Tonight, Admiral Richard Hawthorne was hosting a private event—a weapons demonstration for potential clients. Arms dealers, private military contractors, government representatives operating off the books. The kind of gathering that would never appear in any official records.Nicholas had received an invitation—anonymously delivered, but he knew it came from Li Wei Chen. A test, perhaps. Or an opportunity.He approached the entrance where two massive security guards stood. Both were clearly former special forces, the kind of men who could kill with their bare hands."Invitation," the first guard demanded.Nicholas handed over the embossed card. The guard scanned it, fr
Chapter 100: Quiet Ownership
The floorboards in Unit 402 vibrated constantly as heavy industrial drills rattled the ceiling below.Director Marsh stood in the center of the living room, holding a soft silk handkerchief over his nose to block the fine white drywall dust floating through the air. His face was flushed red with sheer outrage."This is unbearable, Nicholas!" Marsh shouted over the deafening mechanical screech. "They've been drilling since five o'clock yesterday afternoon! You can't even read a single page of your thesis in this zoo!"Nicholas sat at his wooden desk, calmly reviewing a stack of printed economic charts. He didn't look up, though his hand tightened slightly around his pen."It's just background noise, Marsh," Nicholas said, his tone entirely even."Background noise?" Marsh yelled, taking a step closer and gesturing wildly at the vibrating walls. "It's torture! Eleanor bought the management firm specifically to drive you insane! Pack your bags right now. Orion Technologies owns a five-sta
Chapter 99: Petty Interference
"The proposal is approved," Miller muttered, his face pale and his hands shaking as he handed back the paperwork. He couldn't even bring himself to look Nicholas in the eye."Thank you, Dr. Miller," Dr. Johnson said, his raspy voice firm and restored. He took the folder and walked out of the boardroom side-by-side with Nicholas.Once they reached the quiet hallway, Johnson turned to Nicholas, a rare, genuine smile breaking across his weathered face. "I never thought I'd see the day Miller swallowed his own tongue. You did a good thing back there, Nicholas.""You earned that status years ago, Dr. Johnson," Nicholas replied calmly, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "I just cleared the trash out of your way."Thirty miles away, inside the quiet study of the Peterson estate, Eleanor sat near the fireplace.Her sister Caroline stepped into the room, holding her phone with a nervous expression. She hesitated before speaking, terrified of her sister's reaction."Sister..." Caroline be
Chapter 98: The Boardroom Stand
Dr. Johnson flipped through the blue folder on his cluttered desk."The topic is sharp," Johnson said, his raspy voice filled with rare approval. "But you need to listen to me, Nicholas. Eleanor’s allies control the Academic Standards Committee."Nicholas pulled a chair forward and sat down. "What will they do?""They can't beat you on intelligence, so they will use technical tricks," Johnson warned, his eyes narrowing behind thick glasses. "They will try to throw your preliminary review out on a procedural error before you even open your mouth.""Then I won't give them a grand target," Nicholas said smoothly. "No corporate strategies. No high-tech defense papers.""Good," Johnson nodded, a thin smile appearing on his wrinkled face. "Write on local municipal economic restructuring. Ground it in cold, hard numbers. Make it impossible to attack on merit."Three days later, the morning sun hit the tall glass windows of the Academic Standards Boardroom.Inside, the air was thick with tens
Chapter 97: An Unexpected Mentor
The morning chill hung heavy over the campus plaza as Nicholas walked toward the library.A junior administrative clerk named Miller stood behind the front desk of the registrar's office, holding Nicholas’s transcript request form."System is down," Miller said, refusing to make eye contact as he pushed the paper back across the counter. "Come back next week."Nicholas glanced at the monitor behind the desk, which was visibly glowing with active database screens. "The system was working two minutes ago when the student in front of me pulled her records."Miller's face turned red, his neck stiffening with sudden anxiety. He hated lying, but Eleanor Peterson's personal assistant had called him personally at seven that morning with a subtle threat to his career."I said come back next week, Nicholas," Miller snapped, trying to sound authoritative to hide his shaking hands. "Don't make me call campus security.""Keep the paper," Nicholas said softly, leaving the form on the desk. "I know
Chapter 96: The Silent Wall
"The summit is tomorrow morning in the capital city," Marsh started speaking again, his voice laced with pure dread. "A private jet leaves from the regional airport at midnight. If you aren't on it, they will flag your accounts by dawn."Nicholas leaned back in his leather chair, casually twirling a black pen between his fingers. He didn't even glance at the gold envelope."I'm not going," Nicholas said flatly.Marsh gasped, stepping back so fast he nearly bumped into a server rack. "You're... you're ignoring a direct summons from the Council of Patriarchs? Nicholas, those people control national clearinghouses! They can freeze your wire transfers with one phone call!""They want me in the capital because that's where Eleanor has home-field advantage," Nicholas replied, his tone entirely calm. "She wants to drag me into a national political circus before I even finish my senior year. I have three weeks until graduation. I'm staying right here."Marsh swallowed hard, rubbing the back o
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