Familiarity
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[New Task Generated]

[Overwriting Previous Task]

[Retaining Previous rewards]

[Main Task Generated]

Bold texts appeared before his eyes, nearly blinding him if he hadn’t turned away. Then the screen split into two.

[Mission 1: Secure a Deal with a Top Brass Broker]

Reward: Access to Interactive Trading Simulator + ‘Market Pulse’ Passive Skill

[Mission 2: Look Better.]

Reward: +50 Appearance, Temporary Charisma Buff, Gym Insight Perk.

Reese clenched his jaw slightly. He glanced at Trey to be sure he hadn’t noticed a thing, and thankfully Trey was busy with the notebook.

He looked back at the screen and scoffed. The system already had a task that would eventually make him go to the gym, even if he didn’t want to.

And somehow, it popped up just after he decided to register in one.

‘Slimy thing,’ he thought as he read through the first task. It wasn’t hard, in fact it was also what he was already doing, but then, one question he asked himself was…

‘Is Maverick a top brass broker?’

If he w
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  • Familiarity

    [New Task Generated][Overwriting Previous Task][Retaining Previous rewards][Main Task Generated]Bold texts appeared before his eyes, nearly blinding him if he hadn’t turned away. Then the screen split into two.[Mission 1: Secure a Deal with a Top Brass Broker]Reward: Access to Interactive Trading Simulator + ‘Market Pulse’ Passive Skill[Mission 2: Look Better.]Reward: +50 Appearance, Temporary Charisma Buff, Gym Insight Perk.Reese clenched his jaw slightly. He glanced at Trey to be sure he hadn’t noticed a thing, and thankfully Trey was busy with the notebook.He looked back at the screen and scoffed. The system already had a task that would eventually make him go to the gym, even if he didn’t want to.And somehow, it popped up just after he decided to register in one.‘Slimy thing,’ he thought as he read through the first task. It wasn’t hard, in fact it was also what he was already doing, but then, one question he asked himself was…‘Is Maverick a top brass broker?’If he w

  • Should I Hit The Gym?

    "I feel like I'm losing my mind."Reese thought, his gaze fixed on where the woman had been standing. He pushed his fingers into his hair and let out a sigh, believing that he must be seeing things.And that was likely due to the slight headache he was feeling.While he was lost in his thoughts, the front door opened with a creak that echoed through the massive space.Reese turned his head just enough to see Trey step inside. The light from the doorway briefly lit his face, and it was exhausted.It made Reese frown as he watched Trey sluggishly turn on the lights in the living room.He toed off his shoes, tossed his jacket onto the couch, and walked in without saying a word, or even acknowledging Reese’s presence.Reese left his spot, with a raised brow, a frown, and a hidden worry as he approached the kitchen area, where Trey was also heading. He stopped by the counter."You look like you got hit by a bus."Trey dropped his keys in the ceramic tray on the counter and gave a dry chuck

  • Another Detected Liability

    Cecilia Myles.The woman who Reese once called mother. The reason he even began trading at such a young age.The very same reason his father turned out the way he was, and also the reason he couldn't see his little sister, who probably should be twelve by now.His fingers hovered over the keys, his mind racing as he thought of what she might want from him after twelve years of leaving.The last time he had even heard anything about her was when she was celebrating her sugar-free new life with yet another different man, not the same one who came to pick her up that day."Probably her newest lover," he said to himself that day, before continuing his browsing.He reluctantly clicked the message, hoping it wasn't more bad news. However, this was even more than bad news."Hi sweetheart, I heard you were in an accident. It really broke my heart. I wish you'd call me, but I guess you're still angry. Anyway, can we meet up soon? I'd like to talk to you about something very important, and mayb

  • Message From An Unexpected Person

    "It depends on your taste," Trey simply replied, taking a sip of his juice. He watched Reese from the corner of his eyes as he lowered his gaze and stabbed his chicken over and over again.At first, he thought Reese was just trying to pick at it, but realizing he was actually continuously doing that and was lost in thought, he frowned.He always knew Reese was like that, ever since they met. Anytime the issue of money came up, Reese would always go far deep into his thoughts without bothering to answer or even acknowledge your presence, until you were done.His gaze softened, and a feeling of regret washed over him. He wanted to do more than just assist Reese, he wanted to support and even sponsor whatever he was doing, but then, knowing Reese, he would rather work till he bled than accept anything from him. Always with the stupid excuse of, "Use that money for yourself and keep it for your future self, not spend it on someone else, especially if it's not urgent."Trey finally spoke

  • Planning For A New Place

    The ride to the legendary Coral Isle felt like the best thing that had ever happened to Reese in a very long time. Seated in the passenger seat, staring out the window while Trey drove.The cold city air carried different scents as he watched the world blur by, still trying to convince himself he wasn't hallucinating or dreaming.That maybe, he’d finally caught a break... if that's what waking up with a system in your head counted as.Coral Isle, as always, didn’t disappoint, just like its name.A private island estate nestled on the outskirts of the city, it was the kind of place that didn’t really show up on a GPS, only the beach.Only the wealthy lived there—not rich, but wealthy. People with crazy wealth. The ones who had backup helicopters for their private yachts.As Trey's car drove through the guarded gate, the security guard simply nodded at the plate number and waved them through like Trey was royalty.Reese whistled lowly, his eyes darting around. "You were actually serious

  • The Young Faceless Millionaire

    "That was surprisingly easy," Reese thought scooping the last bit of food I to his mouth. He shifted his gaze to the magazine Trey had dropped on the table by the bed, before he went to clear Reese's papers.Reese frowned at the title at the top, and then scoffed under his breath. He placed the empty plate beside the magazine and picked it up, along with a bottle of waterHe ran his hand and over the black cover, the sheek shiny design, that was a blend of luxury and elegance.And the one thing he liked about Magazines were that everything on it, was either true, or a scandal like the internet, and magazines like Vanta was always right, and enough to ruin a celebrity.The one he held, was Stack, the best selling magazine that represented the Voice of the money driven world beyond regular jobs. It usually covered the boldest players in Forex, crypto... generally trade and software millionaires.From street level hustle to sky high portfolios, unfiltered, underestimated but quite popul

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