The return of mighty-E and the trillionaire system.

Crazy system (grass to Grace).

Ethan's legs tremble as he blames himself for believing something unreal.

The storeowner stares at him, but then his phone dings.

He quickly checks it and sees a debit alert.

It's real! The storeowner's eyes pop wide open, disbelief evident on his face.

"I... I am sorry," he mumbles, but Ethan cuts him off.

"Give me three," he orders.

"Yes, sir," the storeowner replies, immediately packaging the items and handing them over.

"We would love to have you as our regular customer," the storeowner says, but Ethan ignores him and turns to the elderly woman.

"Take these," he hands her the three items. She initially hesitates, but then nods reluctantly.

"It's okay," he reassures her, placing the items in her hands.

"Thank you so much! My grandson will be delighted. I can't wait to give these to him."

"Yes, please be quick," Ethan urges.

"Thanks!" the woman expresses her gratitude again and bids him farewell.

He leaves the store feeling accomplished.

{mission accomplished, dashboard had been topped up with 2 million dollars}.

Bursting with excitement, Ethan lets out a triumphant scream.

*****

Ethan stands in front of the "Top Class Hotel," a place not meant for ordinary people.

Even when he was rich, he hadn't dared to come here. Now he understands the purpose of the system – he is a tool to bring justice, happiness, and incredible wealth.

He enters the magnificent hotel, his reflection staring back at him from the polished tile floor.

He approaches the receptionist, who eyes him disapprovingly.

"How may I help you?" she asks with a hint of disdain.

Ethan realizes he needs to change his clothes.

"I am here for a room. I'd like to stay overnight," he explains.

The receptionist bursts into laughter.

"This isn't for the likes of you. Leave before you embarrass yourself."

Ethan persists, "I can pay, and I want the VIP room."

"You must be mad. You don't belong here. Your clothes are the cheapest and filthiest things in this hotel," she scoffs.

Ethan had spent millions on those clothes, but he knows it isn't the time to prove his worth. moreover the cloth is far more than recognizable.

"Hold on, let's hear him out," another receptionist intervenes.

"He's just trying to humiliate himself, Sandra. Let's kick him out," the first receptionist insists.

Sandra ignores her and turns to Ethan, "The available VIP room is $200 thousands per night."

Ethan extends his ATM card to her. "I want that room."

The receptionist smirks, "Look at his ATM card, just as rough as its owner."

Sandra takes the card and proceeds to process the transaction.

"I bet I could have some people teach you a lesson before we kick you out," she taunts him. urging the bouncer to come closer

"Okay, it's done," Sandra announces, returning the ATM card to Ethan.

Angelina's eyes widen, and even the bouncer stares in awe, deceived by Ethan's appearance.

"I would like to see the manager," he inquires.

Angelina swiftly drops to her knees, her voice imploring, "Please, don't let them fire me. I'm truly sorry. I... I know I'm being foolish and stupid."

Her eyes well up with tears as she clutches onto his legs.

Ethan leans in closer, his expression determined, "Yes, that's it. This is exactly what I'm after. I want them to kneel before me, begging for forgiveness that I'll never grant. I'll make them suffer to their core," he declares, envisioning those who have betrayed him.

*****

(Morning).

The system's ding wakes him from his sleep, and he groans at the realization that time has passed.

The sun shining outside indicates the passing hours.

{New mission: Spend $1 million in four hours.}

"What! That's an enormous amount," he exclaims.

{Failure to do so will lead to depletion of money.} With that ultimatum, he knows he has to spend.

He hurries out of the room, and the receptionist bids him farewell with a "Thanks for the patronage."

He abruptly turns back to receptionist Sandra. "Give me your bank details," he requests.

"You don't have to..." she begins, but he hands her his phone.

She reluctantly takes it and enters her information.

"Okay, take that," he says before leaving the hotel.

When Sandra checks, she can't hold back her scream. Fifteen thousand dollars! The second receptionist regrets her earlier actions.

Ethan stands before the hotel, realizing that even when his parents were alive, he had never spent money so recklessly.

The most expensive thing he had bought back then was a ring for his ex-girlfriend.

"What can I buy, what can I buy," he wonders aloud, and then a billboard advertisement for the latest car catches his attention.

$800 thousand dollars! "Gotcha!" he exclaims and hails a taxi to head to the car dealership.

Upon arrival, he attempts to enter, but two bodyguards block his way.

"What are you looking for?" one of them, the largest, asks.

"I'm here to buy a car," Ethan replies, his gaze fixed on them.

"Where's the camera, you prankster?" the other guard chimes in.

Annoyed, Ethan retorts, "I'm not here to prank. Let me in, time is ticking."

The bodyguards scoff at him and refuse his entry.

Frustrated, Ethan exclaims, "Why do people judge others based on appearances?".

A woman's voice from behind responds, "People will address you the way you dress."

He turns to find an elegant lady with two others beside her.

"I want to buy the newly released car," he insists.

"I've already reserved it exclusively for some individuals who are willing to pay."

"I will pay 1 million dollars," he declares confidently.

"Please, politely get away from here. Do you even have 1 dollar?" she taunts him, accompanied by laughter from the others.

"He will pay you," a voice chimes in from behind.

It's Sandra, the receptionist girl. The lady inquires, "why are you late and do you know him?".

"I know him, he will," Sandra assures.

The woman then provides him with the bank details, and they all watch in suspense. A notification alert sounds on the phone.

"What! 1.5 million!" the lady exclaims.

"Yeah, keep it."

{Ding! Mission accomplished.You have been topped up with 5 million in the dashboard.}

Ethan is the only one who can see this information, and his jaw drops in disbelief.

"Sir, we are sorry. Just tell us where you want it delivered. We offer a three-year warranty and one year of maintenance," the lady offers.

"Leave it here for now; I'll come and pick it up later," he replies.

Then he turns to Sandra. "Can I speak with you?" she looks at her boss for approval.

"You can even follow him home," her boss grants.

"Okay," they excuse themselves.

"What are you doing here?" he demands to know.

"I am here to work," she replies.

"What work? You're a receptionist."

Sandra explains, "I work the night shift there." It's a pattern he has never encountered before.

"Give me your contact; I'll call you later," he says, and she hands it over.

"If you don't mind, can I ask what you used the money for?" he inquires.

She hesitates, then replies, "I'm sorry, I've used it to pay off some of our debts."

He nods and exclaims, "Oh."

In that moment, he learns another valuable lesson about life.

Our own struggles might seem harsh, making us feel like the worst beings, but when we witness someone else's challenges, we realize our condition could be another person's desires.

Let's delve into this story and learn from its life lessons.