2024-08-21 09:45:15When the system declared Alex the winner, the entire hall fell into stunned silence.
They couldn’t believe their ears or eyes.
"How can a loser who barely knows the game win?" someone blurted out.
Shock rippled through the room. Everyone had expected Alex to lose.
After all, Chris was the highest-ranked player in Vancouver!
How could a newbie win him? Impossible!
"There must be a mistake, right?" another person muttered.
As Alex exited the room, with Michelle following him, people noticed something unusual—his gaming suit.
It’s the latest, most expensive gaming suit, equipped with AI assistance.
A newbie could become a master by activating the AI. Originally designed for military use in war, it’s now a game-changer in the virtual world.
Seeing that super expensive gaming suit for the first time, their surprise quickly turned to anger.
"You cheated! That suit must’ve boosted your fighting skills," someone shouted.
"Yeah, no way a newbie could win without cheating," another voice chimed in.
"He’s just a newbie. Miss Michelle must have rigged the suit for him."
Accusations flew at Alex.
Michelle felt she had to clear the accusation and stepped up. "Listen, although his suit has AI assistance’s function, Sir Alex here won with just his skill."
The whole hall fell silent, then exploded in laughter.
“Hahaha...”
“Michelle must be joking!”
"If you don’t believe me," Michelle added, "I can replay everything for you to see."
"No need," Chris said as he approached.
"Let him enjoy his little victory. I let him win this time with his AI-assisted suit, but I’ll demand a rematch when he’s learned not to use that suit."
"Oh, so chivalrous, Chris," someone quipped.
"So gentlemanly."
“You are the best Chris,” Lyra sneered, "Not like someone clearly using cheats but doesn’t dare to admit it."
"Michelle," someone asked, "why did you let him use that expensive suit? I heard it’s only for special top members. I never see anyone on Vancouver use it."
Everyone looked at her with interest while Michelle, unable to tell the truth, came up with an excuse.
"Mr. Alex here is the 10,000,000th lucky visitor of the Noble Knight Club. And he won the special top member card. Please treat him kindly, okay?"
"Tch, what a lucky bastard."
"Even a dog has its day."
"Chris, how about you both fight again, and I’ll change Mr. Alex’s suit to a normal one?" Michelle asked.
"No, I’ve got better things to do," Chris replied. "Tonight’s the Alfred Kingston banquet. I don’t have time for this clown. Let him learn first."
Chris feared another defeat; only he knew Alex had used five times gravity while fighting. Even if Alex used AI support, Chris would have received a notification for fairness.
And he really didn’t use that.
Chris shot Alex a look. "You won’t hold onto that victory for long. I’ll see you in the next fight."
"Anytime you want," Alex replied. "But I’m not here to bully kids."
“Don’t forget the mansion, though.” Alex reminded casually.
Chris’ face darkened and looked so unpleasant that it was as if he had been forced to swallow a full mouth of shit.
Just then, Sophia cut in, "Shut up! When people show you kindness, don’t boast. You’re only making yourself look worse."
Chris, buoyed by Sophia’s support, smiled. "Yeah, it’s best if he just shuts up. Sophia, we’ve got a banquet to get to. Care to join me?"
"Really?" Sophia asked, her eyes wide.
"My father told me Mr. Alfred Kingston is making a banquet to welcome a high-ranking guest tonight," Chris announced, loud enough for all to hear.
The mention of Alfred Kingston, Vancouver’s richest man, filled the room with envy.
If only they could attend the banquet, they might secure their future with high-ranking connections.
To become rich, it’s all about connections.
Lyra asked, "Can I come too?"
"Sorry, Lyra, it’s invite-only. Maybe next time," Chris replied.
Lyra’s face fell. The Kingston banquet was the most sought-after event in the city, and invitations were rare.
"Do you know who Mr. Kingston is welcoming?"
"No idea, but it’s supposed to be someone very important."
"Damn, I really want to join the banquet!"
Michelle glanced at Alex. There’s a possibility Alex is the guest, as there has never been a top member in Vancouver’s Club for the five years she’s been here.
Alex looked at her. "Please teach me how to use this suit for training?"
They busied themselves while Sophia tried to show gratitude to Chris. "Thank you, Chris. You’re such a help to me and my family."
Lyra chimed in, "Yeah, Chris is kind. Not like some loser who scams people with get-rich-quick schemes."
Sophia, Chris, and Lyra all glanced at Alex, making their point clear.
They had brought the loser here to make him feel out of place, but it turned out he became the top member, which was really frustrating.
"The banquet’s tonight. We need to get ready," Sophia said. "I’ll make sure to look my best. Maybe the important guest will notice me."
Alex was still learning the ins and outs of the suit from Michelle when he overheard them talking about the banquet.
"Fair plan," he said. "But how do you know the banquet’s even happening?"
Chris scoffed, "Do you even know what you’re talking about? Stop embarrassing yourself."
"Believe what you want," Alex said. "But the guest of honor isn’t coming. What’s a banquet without him?"
Lyra sneered, "Do you even know who this important person is?"
Alex smirked. "Yeah. It’s me."
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The first real money arrived on a Tuesday, and Richie brought the printout up the stairs himself because he did not trust himself to say the number out loud.One million subscribers.Twenty dollars a month, every one of them, on a service that had existed for eleven weeks."Twenty million dollars," Richie said. "A month. Recurring."Behind him, Felicia had stopped in the doorway with a tray in her hands and forgotten she was holding it...."And the corporate side?" Alexander asked."That's the other page." Richie turned it over for him, and his hand was not quite steady."Separate tier. Direct connection, machine to machine — the firms don't want a person typing, they want their own systems talking to ours. We've signed nine hundred and forty accounts, most of them on the mainland, four in the capital.""How much?""Another twenty million a month. Give or take."Forty million dollars a month, out of a two-storey building opposite a fish market....Felicia put the tray down very care
Chapter 772
The crowd went home talking, and Alexander went upstairs to the governor's office and sat down with the truth.A tax haven is not a law. A tax haven is a reputation.You can write anonymity into your statute in an afternoon. Getting a man in another country to move nine million dollars to an island he has never heard of, through a bank with four staff and a door for a vault, on the word of a twenty-year-old prince the whole Empire calls an idiot — that takes something else entirely.He had no name. Harland had no name.And the island had nothing to sell. No ore under the chalk, no port, no factory, a fishing fleet older than its crews and a tourist season dying a little every year.To attract outside money, Harland had to create something people actually wanted to buy.It was the only way to launder the proceeds into clean, legal cash.He wrote to the head steward that night."If I want to borrow for Harland, how much can I have? I need it to start a business."The answer came back in
Chapter 771
The letter came up the hill in an official car eleven days later.The Emperor's head steward wrote it himself, in his small neat hand, and it said what the council had decided.His Imperial Majesty, on the advice of the council, was pleased to grant the governorship of the island of Harland to Prince Alexander of the House of Leonhart.The prince would take up his post at his earliest convenience.And the court wished to see results in five years.Felicia read it over his shoulder twice and did not understand why he had gone so quiet."Is it good?" she said. "It sounds good. It sounds like they're giving you something."“Well,” Alexander thought, “first they hand over a castle, and now they’re throwing in the entire island with it.”...In the capital, the Second Queen laughed until she had to sit down."Harland." She said the word to the ceiling. "Harland. Out of the entire Empire, they gave him Harland."Her head maid poured the tea and permitted herself a smile."It is the poorest
Chapter 770
Previously, Alex had spent those three days in the hospital watching the world.Felicia had thought he was resting. He was lying propped on two pillows with the television on the wall running the news, and a borrowed phone in his hand under the sheet, and he was reading everything this planet had to say about itself.It took him about a day and a half to understand the size of it.And the size of it was small.Earth was behind.Not a little. Not in one place. Behind in everything, the way a village is behind a capital.Their aircraft still burned fuel. Their computers answered questions the way a clever dog fetches sticks — eagerly, and wrong about a third of the time.Their medicine cut people open to find out what was inside them. There was not one machine on this whole planet that Prussia would have let into a museum.He scrolled for an hour through what this world called its best technology and put the phone face-down on his chest."Is something wrong?" Felicia asked from the chai
Chapter 769
Alexander stepped back behind Felicia.He did it the way the old Alexander would have done it — shoulders up, chin down, one hand bunched in the back of her coat like a child in a crowd.She felt the tug and spread her arms without thinking, a nineteen-year-old woman in a travelling coat trying to hide a grown man from twenty rifles.The Second Queen watched them and almost laughed.Behind Felicia's shoulder, Alexander's lips barely moved....The voice did not come from him.It came from everywhere at once, and from an inch inside every ear in the front of that hall — the Queen's, and each of the twenty men in armour — low and dry and very old."I warned this house not to let anyone enter."Twenty visors turned at the same moment."And since you have come anyway," the voice said, "you can die here."...The line of knights broke step.Not much. Half a pace. But these were palace men, picked and drilled, and half a pace from palace men is the same as a scream from anybody else."What
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Alex kept moving."It was always a choice," he said. "Be killed by him, or be killed by me. You chose him. You chose to hit me. So this is your payment.""Please. Please don't. I'm sorry—"The man turned to run. Alex took both his arms before he made the second step.And Alex kept moving.Every one of them had been part of it. The side that killed his mother. The people who had treated him like nothing for fourteen years. This was the bill for all of it."Think of it as karma," Alex said, and moved on....That night is the one nobody in that province will ever write down.Thirteen people in that castle lost both arms at the shoulder inside twenty minutes. Every one of them was alive when it happened. Every one stayed conscious for a few minutes after, screaming, shouting, trying to survive. But a human being with both arms gone does not last long. The veins pump the blood straight out.They shouted until they stopped shouting.By half past two, nothing was moving on the west side of
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The story is so irritating. Every character is idiot stupid
Very interesting story
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encouraging
this is the case of arrogance versus humility.
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