Infinite Choice System

Chapter Three

"Manager, before you swipe my card, please unlock that case. Add that $10,000 luxury watch to my bill as well, and I will pay for everything together."

Nelson's words shocked the entire supermarket, leaving almost every customer frozen. What a crazy request. A $10,000 luxury watch was an insanely expensive item for a regular neighborhood store to even keep in stock. For a poor kid to ask for it like it was a pack of chewing gum made everyone think Nelson had lost his mind.

"Hahaha! Nelson, you are truly a lunatic!" Todd laughed hysterically, slapping his knee. "Look at you, putting on a brave face while you dig your own grave!" He turned his head and further encouraged the manager. "Boss, stop wasting time with him. Just call the police and get him out of here!"

Todd was right. There was no way someone dressed like Nelson could afford something high-class. That watch was one of the most valuable items in the supermarket. The manager could only stare at Nelson's audacity. He had to deny the request out of routine.

"Young man, this is exclusive merchandise," the manager said. "You can't just play around and make jokes with our sales."

After getting denied, Nelson turned around to leave, not wasting time arguing. "I didn't think you guys would actually want to sell anyway," he said. "I can just take my money elsewhere."

"Yeah, run away like a coward! You know you don't have a single penny!" Todd mocked him from behind.

But as Nelson took two steps, the manager changed his mind out of greed.

If Nelson's debit card wasn't fake, then his supermarket would miss out on the big commission from the $10,000 watch. The manager couldn't let that money walk out the door, so he decided to give Nelson a chance.

"Wait! Please come back!" the manager yelled out.

"Are you willing to sell it now?" Nelson asked, turning around.

"Yes, yes, we are," the man replied. After all, if Nelson failed to pay or the card was fake, security was already on standby to bundle him up. The manager realized there was no risk here.

Within moments, the Breitling watch was unlocked from the case, and presented to the checkout counter, every customer craning their necks to take a look at it. Nelson, the buyer, admired the gold coating and the patrician engravings before he asked, "What is the total cost of everything?"

"The total is $15,340!" Todd announced so the entire supermarket could hear.

When the customers heard this huge number, they all gasped like it was a horror movie.

"Fifteen thousand dollars? Is he insane? "Look at his clothes, there is no way he can afford that!"

"I know a thief when I see one. Look at how guilty he looks standing there so quiet!"

"But what if he’s actually a low-key rich guy? He didn't even blink at the price."

Todd was grinning from ear to ear now, his eyes bursting with malice as he heard the crowd backing him up

"Did you hear that, Nelson? Fifteen thousand, four hundred dollars!" Todd japed. "You are in huge trouble now, you thief! Do you even know how many zeros are in that number? You thought you could come to my workplace and steal a whole luxury watch? You are cooked!"

"Security! Security, get over here right now!" Todd continued like a madman. Then, he looked at his manager with an eager look, trying to convince him not to give Nelson any more chances. "Sir, why are we still playing his games? Just have the guards bundle him up and call the police already!"

But the manager ignored Todd, treating Nelson formally as they should.

"Your card please," he requested and Nelson handed it over calmly.

Silence filled the air as the manager inserted the card into the machine, the transaction processing. Because of how long it took, Todd believed he had caught Nelson red-handed.

"I knew I was right all along! This guy is going straight to jail!"

The other customers, who thought Nelson might actually be some low-key rich guy, felt let down. They shook their heads and started walking away, thinking they just got fooled by a fraud.

But then—

Bling!

The machine flashed green and started printing a long receipt.

Whirrr

The sound of the printing cut off Todd as he was laughing, choking him on his own saliva. Very quickly, his face turned the color of a pig's liver.

The manager stood beside the counter, his entire body struck by a massive lightning bolt of shock, and his hands shaking like withered leaves as he stared at the word "Approved" on the machine's screen.

This kid, who was dressed in the cheapest clothes, had actually just spent over fifteen thousand dollars like it was nothing!

Because of this, the manager immediately changed his entire attitude toward Nelson. Using his most polite voice, he bowed before Nelson, giving him back the card with both hands as if he were presenting a crown to a King.

"Thank you for your patronage, esteemed sir! It is our store's highest honor to serve you today!" the manager said, calling Nelson "sir" without any hesitation.

At this moment, Todd looked at the receipt with his eyes bulging out of his head like two ripe walnuts, and his face very pale.

"No way... this is impossible... the machine must be broken!" He protested. "How can Nelson have so much money?!"

All the customers who were walking away, stopped walking and turned around, their mouths dropping to the floor. All who had accused him of being a thief felt embarrassed, while those who had thought he was a low-key rich guy, started whispering loudly to each other about how they knew he was a bigshot all along.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing Option C]

[Reward: $500,000 has been successfully deposited into your bank account.]

At the same time, Nelson's old phone vibrated in his pants once again. He couldn't believe it. He was now half a million dollars rich!

Nelson calmly picked up his new gold Breitling watch from the counter and buckled it onto his wrist right in front of Todd's shaking eyes. The gold coating was so reflective that it blinded everyone nearby.

Then Nelson glanced at the manager indifferently.

"Mister, your supermarket is quite good," he said, "but this cashier named Todd is a mess. He insults customers and makes false accusations. Because of him, I might not come here again."

Hearing Nelson's words, the manager's heart burned with fury. Nelson was now a VIP customer after buying such an expensive commodity, so the manager was going to treat his every complaint as paramount. So, to please Nelson, he turned around and glared at Todd with a ferocious face, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Todd, you blind dog! You are fired! Pack your things and get out of my sight immediately! Do not dare to step into this supermarket again!"

Todd broke down in tears, his heart filled with regret because his arrogance had just cost him his job, and he couldn't even dare to talk back.

"M-Manager, wait! Please!" Todd stammered. "There’s no way! The card must be stolen! Nelson is a broke loser, everyone in the neighborhood knows it! You can't fire me because of this fraud!"

He lunged forward, pointing a shaking finger at Nelson's face.

"Nelson, tell him! Tell him you cheated somehow! You're ruining my life!"

But after no one replied to him, Todd's voice fell as he realized nothing he said would save him. The reality hit him like a truck, leaving him sobbing as the customers whispered about how pathetic he was.

The manager ignored him and turned to Nelson again with a smile.

"Sir, surely you cannot carry all of these by your own hands," he said. "Please leave your home address. Our store will arrange a delivery straight to your door without any delay."

"Very well," Nelson replied and wrote down his address. He only picked up his small bag containing the new iPhone.

Holding the bag, he turned his body and walked out of the neighborhood, leaving other customers staring at him in silence.