I Reincarnated As The Richest Guy

Love is man's greatest weakness

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*I am lost. Amidst the world,I am lost! I am a good man,I deserve all the goodies..hoppie hoppie. I only got a dry cleaner job..I only got the trash packer job and that ain't cool..*a man sitting by the roadside sang melodiously while pulling the strings of his guitar in rhythm of his song.

The song sounds funny, but it is actually a sad one.

A tone of melancholy could be notice in his voice also.

He chose to sing of the society's problems.

'I go to school,I got a job,but only to dryclean..I am a first class,bro! All those bitches,motherfvckers suck! But they got a decent job bro! I be a brilliant kid. I thought the dream would be fulfilled with my certificate but that only got me the certificate of best in dry-cleaning.'he rapped, mirroring the woes of the youths.

People passing by dropped some money in his bowl.

It was in the evening.

The stench of dirty gutters,smokes coming from the nearby houses' chimneys penetrates inside a beggar boy's nostrils.

He was asleep on some dirty trash bags,few miles away from the singer.

He tightened his eyes before fluttering them opened.

The odor of the wastes around him irritated him.

He stared around and he bowed his head.

He is in another world again.

Not much of a surprise at this point.

He got off the dirty sacks and covered his nostrils.

Even his body stinks!

His whole face was smudged wth mud and he looks too skinny.

"Free food! Keshawn! There's free food!"a boy like him yelled and swished past him.

Free food?

Laquan scoffs and started walking towards a direction.

He have to do something to stop this insane acts.

He keeps getting isekai'd to different worlds.

Only God knows where he was now.

Some group of men approached him with their shoulders brushing against his aggressively.

It looks like they wanted to pick up a fight, but,he knows better not to do that.

He have to study his current situation first.

Everytime he dies,his soul would be transported into another body.

Or,maybe that's a good idea.

Perhaps,if he receives some good blows on his frail face,he would be transported to another world where he would be rich and then,he would make sure never to die again.

This wasn't the promise the old man made to him!

He must have lied to him!

The strong fragrance coming from the men made him want to puke.

He blocked his nose and took a step back.

"Hè! Lé entranger!"one of them yelled.

French?

"Are we in Paris?"he questioned instead.

"Tais moi!"

He tried to move away but they dragged him back and pushed him to the floor then trampled upon him with their legs.

The people around could only pity him as they would never dare to step into a fight with one of the notorious beggars in the street.

After giving him several hits,causing several bruises on his face,they spat on him and left.

I am not dead!

Laquan struggled to breathe.

"I want to die!"he yelled into the sky.

"I shall grant your wish."a man in an approaching car stuck out his head and shouts.

He was driving at a slow speed,a cigar was in his mouth and he was putting on a cowboy hat.

Laquan sat up.

He suddenly increased the speed of his car and before Quan could blink,his body has been thrown up in the sky.

His eyes rolled over to the car's plate number.

*Dagger - 123*

He fell hard on the floor and he vomited some blood before dieing for the third time.

...

"Are you fully ready?"the man asked and spun around.

He was dressed in a red garment this time around.

Laquan's lips parted in confusion.

"Ready for what?"

"Revenge!"his voice echoed.

Quan scoffed.

"Why.. should I take revenge?. Those people that died weren't me!"

"They are bad guys so you need to catch them!!"the man thundered.

"I think it's time I tell you the rules of the game. I said before that you were going to die after twenty years,"he started.

Laquan peered his eyes at him,anticipating for his next words.

"Actually, there is a way out. You can extend your years!"the man completed.

Laquan's eyes shine in euphoria.

"How?"he stuttered.

"There's a ledger where all records of the pavilion are kept.

 If you catch small bad guys,you get your life extended by three percent. 

If you catch medium bad guys,you get it increased by twenty percent and for the big catches,you get your life extended by fifty percent."he stated.

Quan's eyes flickered.

"Are you sure you still don't want the revenge,son?"

Quan bats his lashes, fastly.

"Even if I want to get the revenge,how do I go about it?. I stayed in.."

He stopped talking as the man slides a white pill to him through the air and it enters his mouth,directly.

"That's a memory loss pill. When it's time, I'll let you know. Call me master from now on, Laquan. Here comes the most blissful part of your story."he uttered then dispersed into the air.

"Remember,love is man's greatest weakness. Never give your life away to love."the master's voice resonated out of nowhere.