2026-06-24 08:57:52Chapter 8
An hour later, Arthur walked out of the boutique looking like a completely different human being.
He wore a bespoke, midnight-blue suit cut from the finest super 150s wool. A crisp white dress shirt hugged his newly enhanced physique, unbuttoned slightly at the collar to reveal a subtle, dangerous confidence. A silver Rolex Daytona rested heavily on his left wrist, courtesy of the boutique's private vault.
He didn't just look like a billionaire; he looked like a king walking among peasants.
He stepped into the back of the black town car Elias had left waiting for him. As the door clicked shut, Arthur pulled up the System interface. It was time to spend his hard-earned System Points.
[Current System Points: 14,600]
Open the Store, Arthur commanded mentally. Filter for high-tier physical and passive skills.
The blue screen populated with glowing gold icons. Arthur analyzed his upcoming threats. Richard Sterling was a ruthless billionaire with deep ties to the city’s underground. Suing Arthur wouldn’t work, so Richard would inevitably turn to violence. Arthur needed to be untouchable.
He made his selections.
[Purchase: Grandmaster Close Quarters Combat (CQC) — 5,000 SP]
[Purchase: Aura of the Sovereign (Passive) — 3,000 SP]
[Purchase: Advanced Cognitive Processing - 4,000 SP]
[Total deducted: 12,000 SP. Remaining: 2,600 SP.]
The moment the transaction cleared, Arthur’s body seized.
It wasn't a gentle warmth like the first serum. This was a violent, explosive rewiring of his biology. Knowledge flooded his brain like a tidal wave thousands of hours of martial arts experience, pressure points, joint locks, and lethal strikes were violently etched into his muscle memory. His brain suddenly felt like a supercomputer, processing the speed of the passing cars, the trajectory of the raindrops, and the exact breathing pattern of his driver all at once.
When he opened his eyes, the world moved slower.
And then there was the Aura. Arthur didn't feel it himself, but when he leaned forward and caught the driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror, the driver physically flinched, instinctively bowing his head slightly as if terrified to hold Arthur's gaze. The Aura of the Sovereign passively projected intense authority and suppressed the willpower of those around him.
"Where to, Mr. Vance?" the driver asked, his voice trembling with newfound reverence.
"Zenith Realty," Arthur replied smoothly. "I need a place to sleep tonight."
Ten minutes later, Arthur walked into the opulent, glass-walled offices of Zenith Realty, Valmont City’s premier real estate broker for the ultra-wealthy.
Unlike the boutique, there was no snooty salesman to greet him. The moment Arthur walked through the door, the Aura of the Sovereign did the heavy lifting. The receptionist immediately stood up, and three senior brokers stopped their conversations, staring at Arthur with wide, respectful eyes. His suit, his watch, and his terrifying presence practically screamed 'Old Money.'
A young, sharp-looking woman with her hair pulled into a tight bun approached him cautiously. Her name tag read Chloe.
"Welcome to Zenith Realty, sir," Chloe said, offering a professional bow. "How may I assist you today?"
"I need a house, Chloe," Arthur said, taking a seat on the white leather sofa in the lobby. He crossed one leg over the other, exuding absolute control. "I don't want to look at a catalog. I want the most expensive residential property available in Valmont City. Ready for immediate move-in."
Chloe’s eyes widened. "The... the most expensive, sir? Are you certain? We have several beautiful properties in the ten-million range"
"Did I stutter?" Arthur asked softly.
Chloe gulped, her cheeks flushing. "N-No, sir! My apologies. The most exclusive property we have is the Apex Estate on Sovereign Hill. It’s a forty-thousand-square-foot modern fortress. Helicopter pad, indoor infinity pool, biometric security. But..."
She hesitated, looking nervously toward the senior broker's office. "It's listed at one hundred and fifty million dollars. And... well, Mr. Richard Sterling has been in heavy negotiations to acquire it for the past month. We are expecting him to sign the papers tomorrow."
Arthur’s eyes gleamed with predatory delight. Richard Sterling wanted it? Perfect.
"I'll take it," Arthur said, pulling his phone from his pocket. "One hundred and fifty million. Paid in full, in cash, right this second. Draw up the deed."
Chloe looked like she was going to pass out. A hundred and fifty million in cash? Her commission alone would set her up for life.
"Sir, if you buy this out from under Mr. Sterling... he is a very vindictive man. The Sterling family essentially rules Sovereign Hill."
"Not anymore," Arthur smiled, his eyes flashing with a dangerous, golden light. "Prepare the paperwork, Chloe. Richard Sterling is going to learn how it feels to be a tenant in my city."
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Establishing the Vance Corp Currency
Chapter 117The Sovereign’s Herald returned to Earth's orbit, hovering silently behind the protective, glowing grid of the Planetary Aegis Shield.Inside the presidential boardroom of San Marcos, the atmosphere was electric with the frantic, exhausting energy of high-tier corporate restructuring. Holographic spreadsheets, tactical maps, and orbital blueprints cluttered the air.Arthur Vance stood at the head of the smart-glass table. He looked pristine, his bruised flesh entirely healed by the Zenith Protocol, wearing a tailored midnight-blue suit that radiated quiet, absolute authority."The fifty billion credits from the Orion contract have cleared," Victoria Sterling reported, swiping her silver tablet. "But the problem remains, Arthur. The Void Market is gone. Aether Credits are fundamentally worthless because there is no central reserve to back their value. We have fifty billion pieces of digital paper.""It's only worthless if people stop believing in it," Arthur corrected smoot
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