2026-02-06 14:57:20The heavy doors of the Song Corporation closed behind Chase.
Inside, Bella slumped into a chair, burying her face in her hands. The executives were already celebrating Chase’s impending exile. "Finally," Uncle Bob sneered, lighting a cigarette. "Tomorrow, the trash takes itself out. Then we can convince Bella to apologize to Mr. Wang." Outside, the wind was cold. Chase stood on the steps, checking his bank balance on his phone. The "inheritance" lie had served its purpose, but the truth was he still had the Black Card. More importantly, he had the profits from the Golden Phoenix Hotel—liquid cash flowing in every hour. But buying steel wasn't the answer. The Han family would just block the trucks, and Mr. Wang would bribe the drivers. To win a war, you don't buy ammo from the enemy. You make your own. Chase activated the skill he had unlocked back at the hotel. [Skill Activated: Investment Eye (Level 1)] [Effect: Allows the Host to see the hidden value and potential of objects, land, and people.] The world shifted. A golden filter overlaid his vision. He looked at the street. The passing cars had numbers floating over them—their resale value. The buildings had structural integrity ratings. Chase pulled out a map of the city from his pocket. It was a property map of the Song Corporation's assets. He scanned the map. Downtown Office: Value $50M (Stagnant). Westside Factory: Value $10M (Depreciating). North Hill Estate: Value $5M. His eyes stopped on a small, jagged plot of land on the outskirts of the city. [Target: Ghost Peak Mountain] [Owner: Song Corporation] [Current Status: Abandoned / Barren Wasteland] [Market Value: $50,000 (Trash)] It was a piece of land the family had bought ten years ago, hoping to build a resort. But geologists had declared the rock too hard and the soil too toxic. Nothing grew there. It was just a pile of grey rocks. Chase focused his Investment Eye on the map location. The golden text flickered and changed color. It turned a blinding, radiant purple. [True Value: $5,000,000,000+] [Hidden Resource Detected: Blue-Gold Steel Vein.] [Depth: 50 Meters below surface.] [Description: A super-dense rare earth alloy used in aerospace and military tech. 100x stronger than steel, 50x lighter. Global rarity: S-Class.] Chase smirked. "Blue-Gold Steel." The Song family was sitting on a gold mine and begging for copper. He pocketed the map and hailed a taxi. "Take me to the Industrial District." Two Hours Later. Ghost Peak Mountain. The wind howled across the desolate landscape. It was a graveyard of rocks. Chase stood at the base of the mountain, surrounded by heavy machinery. He hadn't just hired a drilling team; he had hired the best freelance excavation crew in the province, paying triple their rate in cash from the hotel safe. The foreman, a rugged man named Old Zhao, spat on the ground. "Boss Lu, are you sure about this?" Old Zhao kicked a grey rock. "This place is cursed. The Song family tried to dig here years ago. It’s just granite and dirt. You’re burning money." "I’m not paying you to think, Zhao," Chase handed him a briefcase. "I’m paying you to dig. See that marker?" Chase pointed to a specific spot he had marked with spray paint, guided by the System. "Drill there. Straight down. Fifty meters." Old Zhao opened the briefcase. It was full of cash. He shrugged. "It’s your funeral. Boys! Fire up the rig!" The massive drill roared to life. Dust plumes rose into the air. As the machinery clamored, a black BMW pulled up nearby. Uncle Bob and Cousin Henry stepped out, laughing. They had followed Chase to see him fail. "Look at him!" Henry shouted over the noise, filming with his phone. "He’s actually digging in the Ghost Peak! Is he looking for dinosaur bones?" Uncle Bob wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. "This is priceless! He promised to fix the supply chain, and instead, he’s playing in the mud! He’s gone insane from the pressure!" "Hey Chase!" Henry yelled. "Did you find any gold yet? Or just worm poop?" Chase ignored them. He stood with his arms crossed, watching the depth gauge on the drill. 10 meters... just rock. 20 meters... granite. 30 meters... Old Zhao looked worried. "Boss, the bit is overheating. There’s nothing down here. We should stop." "Keep going," Chase ordered. "Push it to max power." 40 meters. "It’s going to break!" the operator shouted. "I said push it!" Chase’s voice cut through the noise. Uncle Bob and Henry were rolling on the ground laughing. "He’s going to break the machine! What a clown!" 48 meters... 49 meters... CRUNCH. The sound changed. It wasn't the grinding of stone anymore. It was a high-pitched screech of metal on metal. "We hit something hard!" Old Zhao yelled. "Harder than diamond!" "Pull it up!" Chase shouted. The rig reversed. The drill bit rose slowly from the hole. As it emerged, the laughter from Uncle Bob and Henry died in their throats. The tip of the drill wasn't covered in grey dust. It was coated in a shimmering, iridescent blue dust that sparkled in the sunlight like crushed sapphires. "What... what is that?" Old Zhao whispered. He reached out and touched the dust. It was cold, heavy, and radiated a strange energy. Chase walked over. He picked up a chunk of rock that had been brought up with the bit. It was heavy. Dense. It had veins of glowing blue metal running through it. [System Confirmation: Blue-Gold Steel Vein accessed. Purity: 99.9%.] Chase turned to look at Uncle Bob and Henry. They stood by their BMW, mouths agape, looking like fish out of water. Chase held up the glowing blue rock. "Go tell Grandma," Chase shouted. "I found the steel."
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