2025-06-08 21:45:54“This is really weird,” Maximus whispered to himself as he placed a palm against his chest, feeling his heart pound against it like it was about to jump out.
“Just to confirm…” Maximus grabbed his smartphone and logged into his bank app to determine if this whole thing was legit or one big hoax. Tap! Tap! Tap! “Huh?!!!” his jaw dropped when he saw his account balance. $1,000,100.90. “What the actual fuck!” “It's real… where did all this money come from!” He refreshed his bank balance over and over again to test, but the result was the same each and every single time. Ti-ring! ~Prime, you have been given a task.~ ~OPEN to veiw~ ~___~ More information flashed across his view, distracting him from the contents of his smartphone. “Ummm… Open?” he murmured. ~New Investment Project Ready!~ ~Objective> Transformation Of A Deserted Mobile Kitchen~ ~Location> Will be promptly downloaded into hosts memory~ ~Estimated Investment Capital> $12,000~ ~Return On Investment> 80%~ Maximus’s mind raced as he glared at the holographic screen. ‘Mobile Kitchen? How in the hell…’ Then he took in a deep breath and started to think of the possibilities with this new found discovery. It just made him a millionaire overnight, that alone was promise that it could make him into so much more. Hope. That was what he was feeling now. Ever since the accusations flsuhed his life down the drain, he had been drowning and will soon be out of air. But now he had the chance to push back, to swim and take a deep breathe of fresh air. »»»««« It took him a couple hours to settle down. His thought kept playing a thrilling game of squash in his head, causing him to loose hours of sleep. But now he was calm, and the tension in his chest and the weight on his shoulders had died down. He sat up slowly, rubbing his temples. Glancing to his coffee table, the carton delivery box came into view. The events of last night played in his head like a highlight reel, the short, fat delivery man, the activation of the Investment God System and finally, the messages that had followed. It was all too overwhelming at that moment, but after having a couple hours to think, he realised this— This system, the pill, it was all a blessing in disguise. With a huge sigh, he pushed himself off the couch and walked towards the bathroom. Looking down carefully to avoid getting nicked by the numerous broken tiles in there. The bathroom mirror just above the sink was dirty, but he could still see his face. Nothing had changed about his looks, he still had his crappy look, his beards haad grown patchy and dark skinned face was dry with lots of couch lint here and there on it. His eyes had palpable eye bags underneath, due to the lack of sleep. “Hmpph!” Maximus let out another sigh as he bent over and opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out a used shaving stick. Shaving in silence, a reel of memories hit him like a frieght tain. How his friends deserted him, his mom the only family he had left in the world, and finally: his girlfriend Keisha who left immediately he started feeling the heat. When he was done, he splashed water on his face and looked at himself in the mirror. “That looks… better…” he murmured to himself drying his face with a dirty towel. In a matter of minutes, he showered and put on new clothes and was out of the house and into the city. Stepping out of his apartment building, his eyes scanned the streets. The city was half and half way point for oppurtunity. On one hand, it was a place filled with oppurtunities and one the other hand, it was an unforgiving terrain that crushed peoples dreams without remorse. There were skyscrapers, buzzing markets, crazy crowded walkways and a very acctive nightlife. Business men in suits and their brief cases brushed past the walk ways and vendors shouted about their lastest sweet deals, be it electronics or whatever consumable. Maximus kept his head down, and shoved his hands deep into his trouser pockets. He found the closest bus stop and just at that very second, a bus rolled to a stop just at the curb where he stood. Maximus climbed into the bus and paid the driver before locating a seat. His mind was laser focused on the only thing that was important to him at that moment. Which was the task the system gave him to accomplish. It wasn’t the kind of bounce back hed like but he didn’t have a choice, and for good measure, this was the first time he left his apartment in two days. The task was clear. Transform the mobile kitchen… “...For the better of cause…” Maximus mumbled to himself. He wasn’t sure how the million dollars materialised into his account, but he was damn sure all this was not a mistake. After about fiften minutes of driving, the bus came to a stop and Maximus stepped off without any hesitation. Just as he stepped his foot on the asphalt, his eyes rested on it. At the far end of a deserted alleyway, was an old rundown food truck with hushed paints and peeling surfaces. Its tires had surely seen better days and most of it metal parts were rusted. Maximus raised an eyebrow as he walked closer to get a better view. “You have got to be kidding me…” he said with a very audible volume. Just then a slight nudge tucked on the back of his neck, it was unnatural and he knew it. It dragged several times and he knew what he had to do. The Investment God System was calling on him, but it couldn’t materialise until he summons it. “Come forth…” he said. Ti-ring! ~Investment Destination~ “For christ sakes…”
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A wave of recognition moved through the Sawyer family section. Victor Sawyer leaned back in his seat, studying Maximus with mild surprise. The Sawyer matriarch's together with an unreadable glint in her eyes. The bidding climbed, two million, two point one, two point two and so on. Voices from all corners of the room stepping in and bowing out like a slow, elegant duel. Two point three, two point four. By the time it hit three point one million, the initial bloom of paddles has withered down to just a handful: Maximus, the Sawyer matriarch herself, a heavyset man in a commanders uniform whom Maximus didn't recognize, and a hawk faced collector from the East seated near the back. Valerie was watching him now with a mix of fascination and thrill. He wasn't sweating or fidgeting, he was still, with a cold presence in a room full of restless money. Three point two. Three point three. With every bid, Maximus cut down the competition. The heavy set man bowed out. But, the collector he
Chapter 62
The gavels sharp crack blasted into the air and a round of applause followed suit. The third item of the night disappeared backstage. The air in the hall was still warm with money, the kind that didn't shout, but smiled and nodded while it took your last dime. A server in a sharp black and white vest passed with another tray of champagne flutes. The clink of glass followed him into the distance. The lights shifted again, the blue fading into something softer; amber glow that bathed the stage in a rich, museum like warmth. Maximus sat back in his chair, his fingers anxiously drumming steadily against his knee. He wasn't fidgeting, it was the rhythm of someone counting possibilities. Valerie, legs crossed elegantly, didn't look at the stage right away. She was scanning the crowd of elites with that sharp, feline gaze if hers, the one that seemed to measure everyone down to the thread count in their attires. Then the curtains at the back parted, and two staff members rolled out a lon
Chapter 61
The murmurs in the grand hall suddenly shifted, rippling like a wave of anticipation. Heads began to turn toward the entrace as the Sawyer family’s highest ranking figures made their entrance.The Sawyer family matriarch, regal as ever in her old age, silver hair swept into a perfect chignon, her prescence radiating authority, glided into the room in a deep emerald gown. Flanking her was Victor Sawyer, tall and broad shouldered in a perfectly tailored midnight blue suit, his expression was calm yet intimidating. At his side walked his adoptive son, Vikram, a sharply dressed young man with slicked back hair and a smile that manged to look charming and calcualting all at once.The energy in the room shifted instantly. The crowd of elites, dressed in shimmering fabrics and dripping with jewelry, instinctively dirfted toward the newcomers like moths to a flame, eager to offer their greetings.Standing off to the side, Maximus and Valerie watched the scene unfold, their fingers intertwined
Chapter 60
CHAPTER 60>The event hall was absolutely dazzling. A huge chandelier hung above everything, spilling golden glow aacross the polished surface of everything and casting long reflections that shimmered with every movement of the attendants.They hadnt taken no more than two steps before a wave of people swept toward them. Hands reached out, voices called valerie’s name, and flashes from the press exploded from every angle, bathing them in a burst of while light.Valerie was very much used to this and straightened up to be poissed and elegant, retuinign each greeting with her flawless social smile, the kind that looked warm, yet never gave too much away. Maximus on the other hand, stiffened uncomfortably. The bright camera lights felt invasive to him, probing deeper than he would like. His jaw cleched slightly as he gave a polite nod and quietly retreated his steps till he left the spotligh for valerie.A passing server in crisp black and white appeared at his side, offereing a silver t
Chapter 59
CHAPTER 59>The obsidian glided smoothly down the open road, cutting through the city like a blade in the midnight. Inside the Dreamweaver, the atmosphere was thick with the scent of leather, expensive perfume, and pungent, potent unspoken tension that was ever so palpable.Valerie leaned back into the passenger seat, her eyes drifting over the dashboard with the admiration of someone used to luxury but still able to appreciate a beautiful machine.“This car is stunning, Maximus,” she said with a fingers lazily brushing over the center console like she was caressing it. “How much do you want for it? I'll pay you double of whatever you price it.”Maximus glanced at her with a crooked grin, one hand still on the stirring wheel. “I’ll take that as a joke.”She tilted her head toward him, her lips curling into a slow, amused smile. “Of course it’s a joke… it's clear she's very valuable to you.” she said, but the way she looked at him suggested everything about her was a calculated dare.T
Chapter 58
CHAPTER 58>Steam curled in a gentle wave through the air as Maximus stepped out of the bathroom, his broad frame catching in slow, glistering streaks. Beaded droplets of water ran down his ebony black skin like they were awe of the canvas they touched.His wool like hair was still damp, clung to his forehead and curled tighter at the ends, dripping in rhythmic succession on the marble tiles of the bathroom.He had a pink towel on that was barely doing its job, it hung low on his waist and it was more of an afterthought than a means of coverage as he walked towards the mirror.He stood there for a moment, breathing softly as he glared at his reflection. Water continued to glide down his chest, tracing outlines of defined muscle, mapping out weeks of discipline and recent victories. Then he straightened his posture and cleared his throat.“Ahem…!”“Good evening, Miss Valerie…”He reharsed with an outstretched hand and a cheeky eyebrow. Then he frowned, that sounded too stiff and he nee
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