Chapter 7

Sharon was stunned. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine her ex-boyfriend, whom she had left alone for just a week, could transform into someone who could afford a fifty-thousand-dollar diamond wristwatch.

Glancing at her current wealthy boyfriend, she couldn't help but feel that he paled in comparison to James.

'Should I try to apologize to James? Would he take me back?' A whirlwind of thoughts swirled in her mind. After all, in her eyes, she is a big girl in City X, both on the mainland and on the island. Who could possibly resist her?

Just as she stepped out, hoping to catch up to James, she watched him climb into a Mercedes and drive away.

"Damn... Is he serious? Was he secretly wealthy all along, or did he resort to some sort of money ritual?" she muttered incredulously.

The Next Day...

[Ding!... You have signed in successfully]

[You have obtained the limited edition Lamborghini Veneno Roadster]

[All necessary papers are stored in the system warehouse]

[Check your Garage for the car]

[You can retrieve the car key in the system warehouse]

“Wow that's crazy” James was happy, riding the Mercedes AMG S63 alone in City X already made him feel like a big boss.

Now he obtained a Lamborghini, not just any Lamborghini, a limited edition Veneno Roadster.

James quickly went to the garage to check it out and was amazed.

Behold the carbon-fibre marvel, a sleek symphony of design and power that commands attention at every turn. Crafted with precision and finesse, this car stands as a testament to engineering prowess and aesthetic brilliance.

At first glance, the carbon fibre body gleams under the sunlight, exuding an aura of sophistication and modernity. Its contours are sculpted with an artistry that defies convention, seamlessly blending form and function into a mesmerizing spectacle on wheels.

Step inside, and you're greeted by an interior that whispers luxury and comfort. The cabin is a sanctuary of elegance, where every detail has been meticulously crafted to indulge the senses. From the plush leather seats to the sleek dashboard adorned with high-tech gadgets, every element speaks of opulence and refinement.

But what truly sets this car apart is its patriotic flair, with a bold Nigeria flag design line adorning the rear. Even the switches bear the iconic Nigeria flag motif.

Underneath the hood lies the heart of a beast, a B12 six-point 5-litre V12 engine reminiscent of the legendary Aventadors. With a thunderous roar, it unleashes a staggering seven hundred horsepower, propelling this machine from 0 to 100 km/h in a blistering 2.8 seconds. It's not just a car; it's a symphony of power and performance, a true marvel of automotive engineering.

Now, it finds its home in the hands of James, something James will never have dreamt to have in his lifetime.

James couldn't wait any further, he quickly took the car for a spin around the neighbourhood.

The thunderous engine roar brought great attention, the whole neighbourhood was amazed, and even some became Jealous.

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In an obscure corner of City X.

"Scorpion bossman, We have found out where he lives," a figure cloaked in darkness bowed before an unseen presence.

"Hmm…where is that bastard living?" A gravelly voice rumbled from the shadows.

"Coconut Island. Due to the fortress-like security, we might not be able to make a move. We got the intel from an informant, who also mentioned the guy cruising in a limited edition Lamborghini Veneno Roadster," the enigmatic figure revealed.

"If he dwelled in Brooklyn estate, it'd be a different game. But Coconut Island... that's a tough nut," the leader pondered.

"Keep surveillance. When he ventures out, that's our cue," the shadowy informant nodded and vanished into the night.

"Lamborghini limited edition… Where is he getting his cash? But if we pull it off, we'll be rolling in dough. I'll retire, maybe jet off to Dubai," the leader mused.

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Elsewhere,

"Sir, we tracked his past. Orphaned, dirt-poor, once scraping by in Lagos' underbelly. Despite the sudden wealth, no ties to elite families, no business links," an investigator reported.

"A man flaunting a fifty thousand dollar diamond wristwatch, a villa in Coconut Island, and now a Lamborghini Veneno Roadster? No business ties… quite the conundrum," the listener contemplated and smirked.

James remained oblivious to the covetous gazes of the power-hungry, the cultists, even the bandits, drawn to his enigmatic rise.

After he was done, James drove back to his villa.

After taking his bath and relaxing, he went to play his piano.

“Although living a billionaire life is cool, it's quite boring living alone in this huge mansion”

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Two weeks have gone by, and James has signed a lot of things, gaining either money or skills, one of the skills was even an advanced martial art.

"System sign in," his voice echoed softly, almost lost in the tiled expanse of the bathroom.

With a chime dancing through the air, the system acknowledged his presence.

[Ding!... Signed in successfully]

[Perfect Model Body has been obtained]

[Do you want to integrate?]

[Y/N]

“Perfect male model body, Nice, but won't getting a perfect male body even make me more handsome?” James looked at himself and smirked.

Then he chose Yes

A surge of heat enveloped him, an inferno of metamorphosis raging beneath his skin.

The sensation, akin to an unrelenting fever, coursed through every fibre of his being, electrifying the air with anticipation.

With a spectacle that defied the laws of nature, his body surrendered to the alchemy of change.

James stared at his body in the mirror, his hands slowly brushing past his abs. He muttered, “Dang! This is freaking insane! All this came at once”

Thick and broad shoulders, robust pectoral muscles, carved abdominal muscles, thick and solid arms. It was as if he walked from a Greek god sculpture, stylish from all aspects.

If his former body was 6/10, then his current body is 10 out of 10.

It was not only his body, his jawline also grew even more robust.

He was emitting an aura of masculinity.

James went to the living room, and he quickly did some push-ups, 1000 push-ups at one go. Only then did he stand back up to catch his breath.

Damn! The Stamina transformation was extreme. In the past James could barely do up to 50 push-ups. Yet now, he did 1000 push-ups at once and still didn't feel like he had reached his limit.

James clenched his fist and looked at his touted muscular arms. Joyfully, he spoke out loud, “This is the kind of body an African man should have!”

[Stats…

[Name: James

Networth: $10,000,000

Bank savings:$10,000,000

Skills: God level Piano, Elite body, God-level martial art]

Looking back before and when he had the system, this was a huge transformation. A real glow-up that others might not believe.

After smiling gleefully, James turned around, entered his bedroom, and put on a change of clothes.