The Hidden Urban Wealthy Alchemy

Destiny.

Waiting is the most boring thing ever. Taylor paced the street in front of his girlfriend Grace's house restlessly. Phone calls went unanswered, and the deadline the system had given him was fast approaching.

Indeed, Taylor's relationship with his girlfriend was not good. They were only in touch through phone messages. Grace even refused to pick up his calls if Taylor made a phone call. At best, he would reply with a short message.

"I'm busy! Please don't bother me for a while!"

But tonight was important for Taylor. Break up with Grace, gain power from the Nine Heavenly Path Technique's AI intelligence, or continue dating in uncertainty. Meanwhile, Taylor's dreams are big. Getting revenge and defeating McGill Industries was a big dream for her.

A car with a thumping exhaust could be heard as the Mazda MX-5 Miata pulled up in front of Grace's house. The squeal of brakes could be heard, piquing Taylor's curiosity.

"Tomorrow we'll do it all over again, baby. What you just did to me, it was so great!"

It was Grace, his girlfriend, but why was she sighing like a girl on fire? A male baritone voice could be heard replying to Grace's sigh, no less voluptuous. The two of them were conversing in a language that sounded lewd. Taylor's ears turned red.

Taylor knew. Peeping at someone who was romantically involved, let alone sneaking around like he did, was shameful. But he couldn't help herself. Grace's voice was getting louder and louder, like a cat's during mating season on a full moon, which bothered her.

Taylor shamelessly brought his face closer to the dark windshield.

WHACK!

Ouch!

The car door opened, and Taylor fell to the asphalt. The power of the car door opener was very strong. It pushed Taylor to the ground. The knees of Taylor's pants had holes in them from the friction on the asphalt.

A muffled car door slamming could be heard as the 185 cm tall man stepped into the next car door. Naturally, with the force of pushing the door until Taylor fell, the man must have mastered some martial arts technique. He was not just tall. His body was full of muscles hidden underneath a jacket by the city's famous designer Accomont.

Then, the girl with shoulder-length hair set foot on the asphalt. He was wearing very short sleeveless overalls. Although it looked perverted, her white thighs and slender figure made her dress up not look cheap. She carried a bag from the famous LV brand worth 10,000 dollars in her hand, complete with 15 cm high shoes.

Taylor knew the girl, but today, she looked different—beautiful and badass. Taylor was dumbfounded. "Grace?" he greeted Grace in disbelief.

Grace walked over to Taylor, who was still dumbfounded and had forgotten to stand up. Taylor even forgot about his mission, which was to ask for a breakup from the girl named Grace. Right now, all Taylor could think about was jealousy.

"Honey, who is this guy? Why was he trying to peek at us earlier?" The man caught up with Grace quickly before Taylor could talk to Grace.

"I don't know him, my dear. I just wanted to throw him out for having the audacity to peek at us making out!"

"I see. Then let me beat him up!"

When he lifted him by his collar, Taylor was about to yell that Grace was her boyfriend. Then, a fist landed on Taylor's stomach.

ARRGH!

Taylor almost threw up. His whole body was stiff because he hadn't eaten that night. The punch made his stomach suddenly spasm. His mouth foamed and oozed a yellow liquid.

"I-I'm Grace's boyfriend. S-who are you?"

"Don't listen to him!" Grace screeched. The sound of her tall shoes hitting the asphalt could be heard as Grace approached haughtily.

"Listen, Taylor. Our relationship ended a long time ago. I don't want anything to do with poor people anymore. There's nothing I can expect from a pseudo-relationship with you. Even for dates and dinners, you can't afford me. I'm bored!" Grace's face turned demon-like but still beautiful. She wore too much makeup, bringing out her face's evil side.

Grace played with the LV bag in front of Taylor. "You see this? Ah, never mind. You don't even know famous brands!" she sneered.

"I've only been dating Brandon for a few weeks, and look. This $10,000 bag he bought for me. And you? Yuck!" Grace spat on the ground.

Just then, Brandon came over and held Grace's hand intimately. The two were very close as if their relationship was very serious. Grace's chest was pressed against Brandon's, and they were kissing. Taylor even suspected that Grace and Brandon had slept together, something Grace had never allowed Taylor to do.

Suddenly, out of the blue, Taylor laughs out loud.

Brandon and Grace were instantly offended. "What are you laughing at, idiot?" Brandon asked in a high tone.

"There, let's leave him alone, honey. He's just a minor character, something insignificant!" Grace continued. She pulled Brandon's face to focus on her eyes.

"Hold on, I want to hear this loser's opinion!"

At that moment, Taylor was still sitting on the asphalt after being beaten by Brandon. His body was limp, and his stomach was still spasming.

"You little bitch!"

"What?"

Grace was instantly intrigued by Taylor's words. "Say it again!" Grace's voice rose.

"You're a little bitch whose pride was bought with a ten thousand dollar bag! And I, Taylor, at this moment break up with you. I am disgusted... I..." Taylor finished with his rant. But in his heart, he was very satisfied. He broke up with Grace without feeling guilty or sad. In his heart, he was grateful because Grace was a materialistic girl.

Grace burst into a roar. She screamed and cried her heart out. She hugged her boyfriend Brandon and shed fake tears on his chest. In that fake cry, Grace asked Brandon to eliminate Taylor. Brandon is a karateka with a master's degree. Of course, this is a trivial matter for her.

BOOM!

BOOM!

Brandon's punches and kicks were unleashed.

Taylor vomited yellow liquid repeatedly. At first, only stars appeared in his mind. After that, he remembered nothing.

++++

It was still dark, and soon, the sun would appear on the Eastern horizon. A Mazda MX-5 Miata stopped at the ravine's edge outside the city. Two shadowy figures appeared to take out something wrapped in a thick blanket. Afterward, they threw the long, thick blanket into the ravine.

"All done? Let's go home, dear."

Accompanied by a roaring sound, the Mazda MX-5 Miata disappeared around a bend in the road, leaving behind a soft thumping sound that became fainter and fainter.

At the bottom of the ravine, a hand stretched out from the thick blanket. The strange eye-shaped tattoo on the pale palm suddenly lit up, blinking. Then, a large computer screen appeared. A robotic voice sounded afterward.

[Congratulations! Mission completed. See the reward in the inbox!]

Although the system has turned on, is Taylor still alive?

Continued