God-Level Tycoon: Rise of the Nobody

The First Dominos Fall

The sun dipped below the horizon as Ethan stood at the rooftop of the half-crumbling building that housed his new startup. The wind tugged at his shirt, and the neon lights of the city flickered like stars in a concrete sky. Behind him, worn banners flapped from rusted railings. It was nothing grand—but it was his.

“Mission Complete: Recruit Three Loyal Team Members.”

+ Reward Unlocked: Strategic Insight (Passive Skill) Effect: Improved decision-making under pressure. Temporary boosts in negotiation.

A subtle pulse echoed in his head, and something shifted in the way he viewed the city skyline. Streets became patterns, people became pieces. Suddenly, Ethan didn’t just see a city—he saw a game board. Every move, every opportunity, felt sharper, clearer.

His phone buzzed.

Lara: “We’ve got our first major order. A client wants a rush package from the docks to Hillridge in under an hour. \$2,000 payout.”

Ethan’s heart jumped. That was double their average delivery rate.

“Accept it,” he typed back. “I’ll handle it personally.”

He turned and hurried down the stairs, adrenaline lighting up his veins. But before he reached the ground floor, a shadow stepped into view from the alley.

“Ethan Cross,” said a smooth, too-confident voice. “Didn’t expect to see you here—at least not standing upright.”

Ethan narrowed his eyes. Liam Stone.Cassandra’s new fiancé. Son of one of the wealthiest investors in the city. The man who had publicly humiliated him just weeks ago.

Behind Liam stood two massive men in black, the typical private security type—no doubt there to make a point.

“Building a little empire, are we?” Liam drawled. “Courier business? How quaint. But you see, this little territory you’ve staked out… belongs to someone else.”

Ethan folded his arms. “And who’s that?”

“Me.”

Ethan smirked. “You’re scared.”

Liam’s grin faltered.

“You’re rich, connected, and already won the girl. So why come down here, to a broken building with your dogs? Unless you’re afraid of something.”

Liam stepped forward. “I came here to remind you that you’re nothing. You got lucky with a few orders. That’s it. But I can make one phone call and have your business license revoked by morning. You’re a mosquito pretending to be a lion.”

“Then go ahead. Make the call,” Ethan said, stepping even closer. “But just remember—every empire that tried to crush the underdog ended up buried under the weight of their own ego.”

Liam’s eyes flared with anger. “You want to play this game, Cross? Fine. But don’t cry when I destroy you.”

He turned and walked away, his guards following. But Ethan knew this was only the beginning.

The system pinged again.

New Mission Unlocked: Complete the VIP Delivery Within 1 Hour. Bonus Objective: Escape Ambush. Reward: Speed Boost (Temporary Skill) + Enhanced Stamina (Passive Upgrade) Failure Penalty: Client rating -5, business exposure decreases by 40%.

Ethan didn’t waste a second. He dashed toward the garage where his modified e-bike was parked. As he threw on his helmet and checked the location, a second alert popped up on his screen.

Warning: Possible Interference Detected on Route. Adjust or prepare.

He cursed under his breath. Of course Liam wasn’t just going to walk away.

—

The streets blurred past him as he weaved through traffic, dodging pedestrians and cutting alleys to shave off precious seconds. The pickup spot was at the south docks—infamous for being mafia-controlled. The client had requested no cops, no questions, and zero delays.

As he reached the dock warehouse, a tall man in a gray coat was already waiting with a small metal briefcase.

“You Cross?” he asked without a smile.

“I am.”

The man held up a scanner, beeped the ID badge on Ethan’s bike, and nodded.

“This gets to Hillridge in forty-five minutes. Unopened. Got it?”

“Got it.”

Ethan turned to leave—but just as he revved the throttle, he caught movement in his rearview mirror.

Three bikes. No license plates. Full black helmets. And they were coming fast.

“Ambush confirmed,” the system buzzed.

He shot forward, tires screeching on the cracked pavement, weaving between crates and forklifts. The sound of roaring engines echoed behind him.

“Activate Temporary Skill: Speed Boost – Duration: 3 minutes.”

Suddenly, everything slowed around him. His reflexes sharpened. He zipped onto a service road, swerved between two trucks, and launched over a ramp onto an upper bypass. The pursuers stayed close—but not close enough.

The system pinged again.

“Shortcut Unlocked: Construction Tunnel – 0.5 miles ahead.”

Ethan took the turn hard, sparks flying as he scraped the corner. The tunnel was narrow, but dark—an advantage.

He turned off his headlights and went silent, gliding through shadows.

The bikers shot past the entrance, unaware.

As soon as he emerged on the other side, he bolted down the last few blocks to Hillridge.

He arrived with three minutes to spare.

A man in a white suit stood waiting outside a glass office tower. Ethan handed him the case. The man checked it, then nodded.

“Efficient,” he said. “We’ll be using you again.”

He transferred the funds instantly.

“Mission Complete.”

+ \$2,000 + Speed Boost (Skill) – stored in inventory + Enhanced Stamina (Passive): Run longer, work harder, recover faster

Ethan sat on his bike for a long moment, heart thudding, sweat clinging to his back. He had made it. Not just delivered—but won.

He opened the system panel.

His stats had grown. His business rating increased. The earnings for the day had hit a record high.

And most importantly—he knew Liam was watching.

Back at the warehouse, Ethan met up with Lara and Malik.

“You okay?” Lara asked. “You look like you raced through hell.”

“I did. And I won.”

Malik frowned. “We got a weird call while you were out. Someone claiming to be from the City Delivery Authority. Said we weren’t registered correctly.”

Ethan’s smile faded. “It’s starting.”

“Who?” Lara asked.

“Liam Stone.”

“He can’t do that. He’s—”

“He’s rich, and he’s petty. But let him try,” Ethan said. “From now on, we fight fire with fire.”

The system pinged one last time before midnight.

New Mission Queue Available: 1. Acquire an Office Space in a Prime District – Reward: Business Negotiation Boost 2. Expose a Corrupt Official – Reward: Public Influence Skill

And then, another unexpected message appeared.

“System Status: Monitoring Threat Levels. Unknown Entity Detected.”

Ethan’s blood turned cold.

Unknown entity? Was someone… else like him? Or worse—was something watching him?

The rise was no longer just about money. Now it was about survival.

And the real game had only just begun.