2025-10-21 17:50:35Harry scrambled backward, falling hard onto the gravel as the train thundered past, the gust of wind nearly knocking him over. His heart pounded against his side.
He looked at the cyan screen, where it still glowed in the darkness. Five thousand dollars, ten times what he'd spent to buy Alicia's handbag. [You have received 1 lottery ticket!] [Do you want to draw?] [YES][NO] Harry was a guy that had never experienced any luck in life and he was just on the verge of ending it all just a couple minutes ago. He was contemplating whether this was a dream or his mind had finally broken as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button. [Congratulations! You have drawn Charisma Boost!] [Charisma Boost: With this skill there's nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!] "Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles…!" Harry muttered to himself as he went back to stand on the tracks, just then his phone soon rang out to show that he had a notification. And to his surprise, he looked at the cracked screen of his phone and saw $5,000 sitting in his account and his jaw dropped. "THIS IS FUCKING REAL!!!" Harry screamed at the top of his lungs and this pushed him away from the tracks, Harry immediately started moving away from the train tracks. "Jesus fucking Christ! I want to live!" Harry shouted as he stared at his phone, which was hanging for dear life, for a minute. He still couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing, this was a lot more than what was in his account previously. Which was basically nothing "Damn it, I'm going to be rich!" Harry shouted at the top of his lungs and quickly recalled that people could hear him and he immediately composed himself. There was one thing he took note of, the requirement for such a thing to come to pass in the first place was spending money on beautiful women. That was way too easy but Harry noticed that it was already very late tonight and crime was high in the train tracks. Harry didn't waste time and headed back to his apartment, his room was a mess but this was the least of his problems. He jumped on his bed and instantly scrolled through his phone to see which other girls he had saved there but the reality of this alone dawned on him. "Damn… I really don't have any other girl but that bitch Alicia…" Harry muttered to himself but there was no use feeling sorry for himself. He had to take care of business first and that was paying his rent like he should have done instead of buying an expensive handbag for a slut. After that, what he needed to do next was to find the next beautiful girl to spend money on the next day. Harry went from almost ending his life to having renewed hope for a potential future. The night came to an end and Harry was unemployed, and had no scholarship but who needed a job or a scholarship when life had given him a new lease? Harry didn't hesitate, he transferred $2,000 to Brandon because he had backed up rent so why not clear everything at once to start on a clean slate? It wasn't even up to a minute he sent the money but someone was already knocking on his door. "Harry! Harry!" The voice called out, this was no doubt the voice of his friend/landlord. Harry hurried to the door to see what prompted such a reaction and the moment the door opened, Brandon was out of breath. It was clear he hurriedly came up here the moment he received the money. "Did you sell your ass to a lot of men last night!?" Brandon questioned, shaking Harry to see if he was still in there because there was no way he could cough up that amount from thin air. "Hahaha! Yes, I sold it to just one man who paid me handsomely for it…"Harry said, pausing dramatically. "But there's a catch, anyone that touches the money must give him some ass or he will start to appear in your …" Harry said, expecting Brandon to panic. Brandon just stared at Harry before letting out a loud laugh and turned around. "I will touch this money, spend it however the hell I want and nothing will happen. Take care, buddy. Protect yourself in the streets, whore" Brandon said before leaving the house. He knew this was an obvious joke but this only showed the relationship between both men. Harry and Brandon have been super close ever since he helped him do an accurate tax filling a year. Brandon had a convenient store that was barely making money and a wife and daughter to feed. Harry didn't know what to do for the rest of the day as he was now unemployed and there were no classes today but he couldn't stop thinking about Alicia's betrayal. The fact that he was so blind to the truth only broke his heart further. "Alicia, I am going to get you back for this. You are going to regret what you did to me…" He muttered under his breath, realizing he might have the power to get his revenge on her. Harry smiled to himself, I have to make more money to get to her. Money was the main ingredient he needed to truly fuck her over. He put on the nicest clothes he had but there was nothing fancy about his clothes seeing as he got them from the thrift store with his sense of fashion being anything but impressive. Looking at his clothes, he wondered how he didn't figure out that Alicia wasn't into him. Come on, how can a guy who wears these rags actually think they had a shot with Alicia Morgan? Harry noticed there was no money coming back to him upon paying for his rent so this thing only registered when he spent money on women or at least that was the information he managed to get from it. Harry stepped out but there was a spring in his steps as he had something to look forward to, this was Crestview city, the university was crawling with some of the most beautiful women in the world. Maybe, just maybe he would bag himself a top model but there was one thing he was sure about. He could only go up from here. Harry knew he had to be careful with the remaining $3000 in his possession because the condition for multiplying was spending it on pretty ladies. He looked around, desperately trying to find a pretty woman but the busy campus only gave him seconds to approach them with everyone always in a hurry to get to class or something. Harry knew his best bet would be to visit a store and offer to pay for any pretty lady's goods. But the store couldn't be expensive, how embarrassing would it be if he offered to pay for something only to find out he couldn't afford it? Harry looked over his shoulder and luckily, there was an Apple store located in the university and what better place to blow money than Apple devices? And come to think of it, he needed a new phone. His current one has a cracked screen and it is very old. The moment Harry took a step into the store, he was hit with the fresh air that reminded him the earth wasn't made up of just heat. But a lady slowly approached him with a wild smile on her face, Harry could recognize that smile anywhere, it was the smile sales people wore right before trying to get you to buy a product. "Welcome sir, how may I help you?" A lady with blue eyes said. Harry found her mildly attractive as she was a bespectacled lady with somewhat of a slender build. "I would like to buy a phone and I want to pay for it in full…" Harry pointed out and this was surprising as most people in this university area paid in installments. There were mostly students and professors around, and this made her suspicious. "What is up with this guy?" She thought to herself, this lady was in her early twenties, she was exactly 20 years old but Harry didn't give fuck about this information. All that mattered to him at that moment was getting his money to increase 10× as his eyes glanced around the store to see if there was anyone worthy of spending his money on. However, his eyes met an almost empty store with employees all wearing an artificial smile. Harry sighed as he looked at the girl's name-tag before him. "You're Melissa… So Melissa, how would you like an IPhone?" Harry asked right away, prompting Melissa to raise a suspicious brow. "Um… Sir, are you sure about that?" Melissa was taken back by this, she had an old Apple device that was in need of replacing but it was still in optimal condition so she never got around to getting a new one. It wasn't like a phone was her top priority. "I am absolutely certain! Let's get you the IPhone 17 Pro Max with a little phone insurance to sweeten the deal." Harry said in an upbeat tone. "Are you one of those social media influencers?" Melissa questioned, looking around frantically for a camera but her eyes saw nothing. The moment her eyes settled on Harry, he was already paying for the phones. Both his and hers. Melissa was lost for words but she wasn't going to turn down this act of kindness. [Ding!] [Spent $1,200. 10X Critical Hit. Earned $12,000! The money has been transferred to your account!] Harry smiled, realising he could get more he looked at her. “Would you like the MacBook Pro, and AirPods as well?” Melissa giggled still thinking this is some weird trick. Harry immediately paid for the new items that totalled $1750. [Spent $1,750. 10X Critical Hit. Earned $17,500! The money has been transferred to your account!] [You have spent more than $2,000 on a beautiful lady!] [Congratulations! System upgrade requirement met!] [New system function unlocked!] [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Harem function!] [You have received 3 lottery tickets!] [You have received 1 extreme lottery ticket!] [Do you want to draw?] [YES][NO]
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Chapter 528. The System, Reconsidered
The system's presence had always felt different from anything else in Harry's life, less like a voice and more like a pressure behind his eyes that resolved itself into meaning once he stopped fighting it. He hadn't summoned it deliberately in weeks, not since the island, not since it had given him everything it had left and gone quiet and spent in the aftermath. He wasn't even sure it would answer.It answered.[You called.]"I need to ask you something," Harry said, alone in his room, door locked, feeling faintly ridiculous the way he always did talking to something that lived somewhere behind his own thoughts. "About the Guardian tier. About what it actually was, out there."[A narrowed function. Protection only. No accumulation, no leverage, no return. You asked for something to keep people alive, and I gave you the smallest version of myself that could answer that specific need.]"Can it be permanent?" Harry asked. "Not the rest of it. Not the wealth stuff, not the harem trackin
Chapter 527. Why I Needed It
Harry sat on the back porch with a cup of coffee going cold in his hands, watching the sun come up over a neighborhood that had no idea what had happened on an island a few hundred miles away, no idea how close things had come to going a different way. He'd been doing this most mornings since he got back. Sitting. Thinking. Trying to sort through everything that had happened before the day made him move and act like a person who had his life together. He kept coming back to the system. What it used to be. What it had become out there when it mattered. For years, the system had meant money. Rebates on his own emotional labor, cashback on kindness he barely had to fake anymore, a strange economy built entirely around making his life bigger and softer and easier. He'd used it to build an empire out of nothing, and somewhere in the middle of all that wealth he'd lost track of what any of it was actually for. It had felt, for a long time, like the whole point of having power was simp
Chapter 526. What Happened to Me
Dr. Gail's office had a window that looked out over a parking lot, nothing special about the view, and Harry found himself staring at it anyway during the long stretches where he couldn't make himself talk."You don't have to fill the silence," Dr. Gail said, the third session in, when Harry had spent most of the hour saying almost nothing at all. "A lot of people think therapy means talking constantly. Sometimes it just means being somewhere safe long enough to notice what's actually there.""What's there is a mess," Harry finally said."Tell me about the mess, then. However it comes out."He told her about the sound of the shot first, because that was the part that came back to him most, sharper than the memory of pulling the trigger itself. The crack of it across the water. The way Tyrone had gone down like something had simply switched off inside him."I don't regret doing it," Harry said, careful, like the words might mean something different depending on how he arranged them. "I
Chapter 525. Kathryn Closes the Case
Kathryn had been chasing this case long before Harry ever knew her name. He learned that properly for the first time sitting across from her in a diner booth that smelled like burnt coffee, watching her turn a folder over in her hands like she wasn't quite ready to open it in front of him. "Six years," she said finally. "Six years of wealthy men going missing, and everyone telling me to let it go because none of the families wanted the attention, or the money made the disappearances look like choices instead of crimes. Six years of being told I was chasing shadows." "You weren't," Harry said. "You were the only one who saw it." "I was the only one who couldn't stop seeing it," Kathryn said. "There's a difference. Half the department thought I'd lost the plot. My captain pulled me off it twice. I kept working it anyway, on my own time, because every time I tried to file it away, I'd see one more name that fit the same pattern and I couldn't make myself walk past it." She opened the
Chapter 524. Desmond Cole's Family
Harry found out Desmond's last name from a folder Kathryn handed him without being asked, like she understood he needed it and would never manage to ask for it himself. Desmond Cole. Thirty eight years old. Two tours before he came home and started doing private security work, the kind that paid well because it was supposed to be safe, the kind that had gotten him hired onto a job that turned out to be nothing like what he signed up for.He had a wife. Her name was Renee. And a daughter, seven years old, named Iris.Harry sat with that folder open on his kitchen table for a long time before he could make himself do anything with it.He didn't know what right he had to show up at a dead man's door. He hadn't known Desmond long, only the length of the island, only the length of a handful of days that felt now like they belonged to some other, longer life. But Desmond had shielded them from gunfire that should have found Harry instead, had put his body between danger and people he'd kn
Chapter 523. Sophie and Elena
Harry checked himself out of the hospital two days earlier than the doctors wanted, mostly because the beeping of the monitors had started to sound too much like a countdown to something, and he needed to be somewhere that didn't feel like waiting. Melissa didn't argue with him about it. She just packed his things while he signed the forms with a hand that still wasn't entirely steady, and drove him home without asking any of the questions he could see sitting behind her eyes. It was three days after that when he finally worked up the nerve to visit Sophie. Her mother answered the door, and for a second neither of them said anything at all. Then she pulled him into a hug so tight it nearly folded him in half, and he heard her say thank you into his shoulder, over and over, until the words stopped sounding like language and just became sound, raw and grateful and a little broken. "She's out back," her mother finally said, wiping her face with the back of her hand. "She talks about
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