TYCOON SYSTEM: THE INCREDIBLE BILLIONAIRE

Tycoon system activated

Lucas was in the middle of the hot flames after the explosion. He could feel pain surging inside his body and felt the urge to yell his lungs out, but life was slowly being sucked out of him. 

However, just as he was about to close his eyes forever, a mechanical voice resounded from nowhere.

Ding! Ding!

“Host is in a dire situation. Calculating…. Host health has reduced to 9%!”

“In the next ten seconds, Host is going to die.”

“Host can choose either of these options - live or die.”

Huh? Are my senses playing tricks on me or what? What the heck is that voice? Lucas thought deeply and was very doubtful but on second thought, he didn’t want to die. He had so many things to do in life even though he was worthless and had no worth, the fear of death was something enormous that he couldn’t withstand.

“Yes! Yes please, I want to live.” Lucas said hurriedly before time would run out just as the voice had said. But then, even after saying those words, nothing happened. He found himself drowning in an abyss and the next thing, his eyes closed.

…..

“Ahhhhh!” Lucas jumped up with a loud groan. Sweat began to trickle down his face, and it felt like he was being chased miles away without stopping. 

His eyes widened, and slowly he drifted back to reality. His senses registered on his surroundings only for him to notice he was in a hospital. A hospital? All the memories of what happened began to flood back into his head.

How his car exploded, how he was at the brink of death and a voice suddenly echoed in his head. He was supposed to be dead right? That had to be a lie. He remembered vividly how the flames burned his skin up, but now he was looking unscathed, there wasn’t a single bruise on him.

“Welcome to the tycoon system!”

“Congrats! Host has achieved level one.”

“Reward… loading….”

“Host has been rewarded with the ownership of Fintech company and has been credited with the sum of two hundred million to spend within two days.”

“Failure to do so would incur a heart seizure.” 

The mechanical voice from before resounded making him pause in his tracks. Once again he felt like he was dreaming as he could see an interface in front of him displaying some content.

Crack!

Just then the door came open and a man wearing white rob walked into the place. At first, Lucas thought he would be startled seeing the big screen that popped up in the middle of nowhere but to his surprise, the doctor seemed relaxed and was smiling at him.

“You are awake?” The doctor said.

“Are you not seeing this?” Lucas raised his hand and pointed at the interface which he was still seeing before his eyes. 

Tracing his hand, the doctor looked over and didn’t see anything. This was surprising, and he began to think perhaps Lucas was insane, or perhaps he might still be sleeping even in the state he was else why would he show him something that wasn’t there?

“I think your head hurts a lot. Besides, you just got into an accident that might have killed you. I think you should rest a little bit.” The doctor suggested, but Lucas was now too busy with his head to bother about him.

Does this mean I am the only one who can see this? And does this mean I am now the owner of fintech? The company that framed and locked me up for stealing their money? Does this mean I have a hundred million dollars sitting in my account? This isn’t right!

Lucas jumped up from the bed and pulled off the hospital wear he was clad in. To the side, he saw a piece of clothing and quickly wore it. He didn’t know how it got there or who dropped it rather, all he cared about was wearing it and getting out of there.

“Wait what about the bills and so…” The doctor didn’t get to finish his words when Lucas sped out of the ward like a moving bike. In the meantime what he was concerned about was confirming all these things.

Since his phone was broken, he couldn’t have access to his account unless he got home and took his card. Besides, it’s been a while since he saw his wife. She would be worried about his disappearance.

….

Meanwhile, in Parker’s villa 

“Tch! Freya forget about that dumb husband of yours. I told you, didn’t I? He is just waiting for an opportunity to leave you. I think he sold your car off, took the money, and left town. That man is so wretched and rotten!” Dianna, spoke sitting next to Freya who had her head buried in her palm thinking about Lucas.

Since yesterday, he has yet to come back home after she asked him to drive back. Until today, he wasn’t back yet and because of how worried she was of him, she couldn’t go to work.

“Mom, don’t say that. Lucas isn’t that type of person.” Freya replied, trying her best to blink back the tears that were fighting to drop from her cheeks.

“Come on don’t be like this. What does that loser have that is making you so sad? Just wait, I know a man named Richard. He is from a wealthy family and is also the heir to an oil and gas company. Do you know what this means? As long as you marry him, we don’t have to live in this house or ask your uncle to keep paying rent for us. We will live in mansions, drive cars, and you won’t even have to work. All you have to do is to sit pretty and serve him well.” Dianna spoke convincingly.

All these while, Lucas had been a hindrance to her and her daughter leaving this poor life. He couldn’t offer them anything, and yet, he was still around. The worst part he was even replying to them. But now things were different. He was gone so it was time to have Freya marry someone rich and worthy to be called a husband.

“No mother!” Freya snatched herself and stood up from the couch. “Lucas is my husband and I believe he hasn’t left me.” She added.

Hearing this, knitted lines formed up on Dianna’s forehead. It seemed she had to break it down to Freya before she would understand.

“Okay, I’ll tell you. Lucas is dead!” Dianna let out the bomb causing Freya to shiver and looked at her with a panicked expression on her face.

“Dead? Lucas is dead? How?” Freya asked, her voice breaking.

“You don’t know? Then I’ll tell you. Yesterday—“ 

Crack.

However, she hadn’t completed her words when the door was pulled open and a voice roared.

“So it’s you?”