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Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Heading to Diamond estate
Santiago walked out of his mansion majestically, his hands tucked in his pockets and a big, round cigar in his mouth. Several of his men were already waiting for him in the compound beside their cars, each of them armed with a rifle, their expressions fierce and deadly. Santiago advanced forward, making his way toward his car. When he was a few paces away from it, one of his men pulled the door open, and he slid into the passenger seat.The entrance door of the mansion slid open once again, and Lucas walked outside hastily. His neck was still bright red, and Santiago's fingerprints could still be seen on it. He swiftly walked toward his own car and stepped inside, shutting the door.The armed men also entered their vehicles, and when everything was set, they started the engines and drove off instantly.---Elsewhere in the city...A total of four guards stood rigid, their hands gripping their guns tightly and their eyes scanning the area. Behind them was a towering black gate, and bey
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Wrong answer
Santiago and his men stood in front of the mansion after they arrived, their eyes fixated on the grand structure before them. They examined it silently for a few moments before Santiago gave a subtle nod. One of his men stepped forward and moved closer to the gate. He knocked twice, and immediately after, he drew a pistol from his coat.They remained still in silence, the air thick with tension. Moments later, the gate slid open, and a guard stepped outside. The instant the guard emerged, the man raised his gun to the guard’s head and pulled the trigger.There was no sound at first—just the eerie stillness in the air. Then came the soft, rhythmic dripping of blood splattering against the concrete. Less than a second later, a loud thud echoed as the guard’s lifeless body crumpled to the ground.They dragged the body to the side without a word and stepped into the mansion compound. They moved swiftly, their boots thudding lightly against the marble path as they headed toward the entranc
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Betrayal
A sleek black car drove into an opulent compound.People were already gathered there in the compound to welcome the person that had just arrived. The air was thick with anticipation as the car came to a halt.The front seat door opened and a middle-aged man stepped outside and swiftly made his way to the passenger's seat.He pulled the door open and immediately bowed down his head as he waited patiently for the individual inside the car to step outside.A few moments later, a striking young man emerged from the car. The man seemed to be in his early twenties. Curly brown hair that was neatly combed, and he was clad in an expensive brown suit.The aura around the man was filled with confidence, as he stepped down from the car, noise erupted in the compound.Journalists and paparazzi swiftly made their way towards him, each and everyone of them eager to ask him some questions."Mr. Zed, it's so good to see you here. I heard you are finally done with the creation of your first automatic
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Golden finger
"You damn bastard!" Zed's voice echoed as he swung out his fist towards Mr. Damien. The fist traveled through the air at blinding speed, and before Mr. Damien could react, the fist connected neatly with his face and pushed him several steps backwards.The guards swiftly grabbed Zed's two arms, preventing him from sending out more attacks. Zed tried to break free but the guard's strength was overwhelming."You are finally showing your true colors, Zed. I was wondering when you'd stop pretending." Mr. Damien commented as he wiped the blood off his lips before shifting his gaze towards the bunch of reporters watching by the entrance."I'm sure by now you all already understand why I must fire him. I can't keep working with a lunatic. I mean, you suddenly attack someone for no reason at all?" Mr. Damien spoke audibly, and his gaze fixed on the reporters who were busy recording everything and jotting down some information."You liar! You stole from me and now you are making me look like th
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest The system
A soft voice sounded in his his head and a blue holographic screen materialized in front of him.[Initializing Wealthy system]>[New user detected]>[Initiating deep Scan]>[The scan will last for a total of 48 hours][Please prepare yourself]Zed read through the notifications with a puzzled expression, and at the same time he struggled to keep the car moving and avoid crashing it."Wait, what the hell is this thing? And what does it mean by 'prepare yourself for the scan'" Zed blurted out, his gaze glued to the screen and his hands still gripping the wheel.Suddenly, Zed began to feel dizzy, and his eyes were closing by the second."What...the... hell... Is.. happening?" Zed muttered sluggishly, and finally he blacked out."""Zed's eyelids began to lift open as he slowly regained consciousness. After making sure he was fully awake, he sat upright and glanced at the place he found himself in."My room." He mused, his confusion palpable as he kept glancing around the place while rub
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Quest
Zed dismissed his thoughts and went straight into his bathroom to get showered and begin his search for a workshop. A few moments later he stepped out of the bathroom, the lower half of his body was wrapped in a white towel, and his whole body was drenched.He opened his wardrobe and glanced at the bunch of expensive clothes hanging in there. Zed earned a decent salary while working at the Eclipse industries, and he is the type of man who loves changing his wardrobe whenever he gets paid.He just loved new clothes, and now his wardrobe was filled up with expensive outfits, and there are still some stacked in boxes under his bed.Zed picked up a plain T-shirt and a black pants, and he swiftly wore it. Making sure everything was set he exited the mansion and began to head towards the agent that will direct him to a vacant building he could use as a workshop.Zed wasn't looking for a workshop that was huge and grand. The money he had in his account wouldn't afford such a place, so instea
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest Stalker
Zed made his way back to his workshop to keep the items he had just bought and also clean up the place. Zed cleaned up the whole place, and in a few hours time the whole workshop was now sparkling clean.After cleaning it up he decided to leave and return tomorrow. There were a lot of things he had in his mind now that he just received a huge amount of money, and the first thing on that list was to change his wardrobe just like he does whenever he gets paid.As Zed walked toward the shopping mall, he couldn't help but ask the system all the questions that were bothering."What exactly are you?" Zed asked.[I am the Wealth and Fame building system, and I am here to help you become the number one in the whole universe]"Yeah, you told me that before. But what exactly are you? Who created you or why were you granted to me?" Zed asked, but the system remained mute, not wanting to disclose such information.[There are a lot you are yet to see, host. All you have to do is call out the Syste
Trillionaire's POV: Obtaining $10,000,000 per quest A bet with the trash
Zed stood there calmly after hearing the words of Mia, his hands casually tucked in his pockets, and his gaze fixed on Mia and her friends. The expression on his face was unreadable as he glanced at them.One of the security men walked towards Zed, his hulking figure dwarfing him instantly."Sir, I'm sorry but you have to leave now." The guard stated firmly."And why should I leave? I thought this mall was open to everyone?" Zed asked calmly, his gaze never leaving Mia."You're not a customer here, Zed, you're only a creepy stalker. You say you are not stalking me and you're only here to shop...tell me, how would a trash like you afford the goods that are sold here?!" Carol spat, her tone filled with disdain as she glared at Zed."She's right. You already lost your job in my father's company. We all know the Eclipse industries has been the one providing everything for you, and now that you have been fired you are a nobody. You are a now worthless trash!" Mia retorted."Is that what yo
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Wrong answer
Santiago and his men stood in front of the mansion after they arrived, their eyes fixated on the grand structure before them. They examined it silently for a few moments before Santiago gave a subtle nod. One of his men stepped forward and moved closer to the gate. He knocked twice, and immediately after, he drew a pistol from his coat.They remained still in silence, the air thick with tension. Moments later, the gate slid open, and a guard stepped outside. The instant the guard emerged, the man raised his gun to the guard’s head and pulled the trigger.There was no sound at first—just the eerie stillness in the air. Then came the soft, rhythmic dripping of blood splattering against the concrete. Less than a second later, a loud thud echoed as the guard’s lifeless body crumpled to the ground.They dragged the body to the side without a word and stepped into the mansion compound. They moved swiftly, their boots thudding lightly against the marble path as they headed toward the entranc
Heading to Diamond estate
Santiago walked out of his mansion majestically, his hands tucked in his pockets and a big, round cigar in his mouth. Several of his men were already waiting for him in the compound beside their cars, each of them armed with a rifle, their expressions fierce and deadly. Santiago advanced forward, making his way toward his car. When he was a few paces away from it, one of his men pulled the door open, and he slid into the passenger seat.The entrance door of the mansion slid open once again, and Lucas walked outside hastily. His neck was still bright red, and Santiago's fingerprints could still be seen on it. He swiftly walked toward his own car and stepped inside, shutting the door.The armed men also entered their vehicles, and when everything was set, they started the engines and drove off instantly.---Elsewhere in the city...A total of four guards stood rigid, their hands gripping their guns tightly and their eyes scanning the area. Behind them was a towering black gate, and bey
The man behind the screen
Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap!Lucas's fingers danced across his keyboard as he typed swiftly, his gaze locked on the computer screen. His entire shirt was now drenched in sweat, and cold droplets trickled down his face, falling to the floor. His expression was etched with both worry and fear, and his fingers trembled as they moved."No... no... no..." he muttered under his breath.The guards standing behind him watched silently, their eyes narrowed as they observed his nervous movements. Though none of them spoke, it was clear they sensed something had gone wrong.The entrance door slid open, and heavy footsteps echoed once again as Santiago strode into the room. He moved with purpose toward Lucas and halted directly behind him."How's it going? Update me," Santiago demanded, his voice deep and firm.Lucas paused his frantic typing and raised his right hand, wiping the beads of sweat off his forehead with his sleeve. He let out a heavy sigh before slowly shifting his gaze to Santiago."The
Last second
{Mike just sent a Snoring Eagle: $2,000}{Mike just sent a Flying Eagle: $10,000}{Mike just sent a Roaring Lion: $50,000}Mike wasn’t slowing down.He kept bombarding the stream with a relentless barrage of gifts, skyrocketing Kevin’s score to over five million, while Jack was still trailing far behind at a mere fifteen thousand.Jack had already lowered his head in shame, unable to look into the camera that was still recording him live. His face was drenched in sweat, and his heart pounded violently in his chest. He gripped his phone tightly in his right hand, staring at the string of desperate messages he had already sent to Zed.Over ten texts.All unread.All unanswered.It felt as though Zed had ghosted him entirely.“Damn it… Am I really going to lose to this scumbag?” Jack muttered internally, his frustration and fear twisting his expression. He clenched his phone so tightly that his knuckles turned white.He couldn’t even bring himself to look at the screen. He was terrified
He's not holding back
Jack scoffed. “That’s a lie. I know Mike’s got money, but he doesn’t have what mine does.”Kevin’s eyes narrowed. “What’s the name of this so-called ‘mysterious gifter’ anyway? I noticed you’ve been hiding his face and name ever since that night. Only a handful of your moderators seem to know who he is, and the moment they mentioned his name during the stream, you muted them. Why are you so desperate to keep him hidden, Jack?”“That’s none of your business. Let’s just get this over with,” Jack replied curtly, clicking a button on his keyboard. Instantly, the description of the game appeared on screen.---Game Information:Whenever either streamer receives gifts from viewers, a counter above their avatar increases. There are cheap gifts and expensive ones. A cheap gift will only cause a minor increase in the score, while an expensive one gives a significant boost. When the timer runs out, the streamer with the highest score wins the match.---“All right, boys—game on,” Jack declared.
Rematch
Zed lay on his bed, his fingers hovering just above his phone screen as he contemplated whether or not to accept the invitation to the livestream.The last time he joined the livestream, he received a flood of messages from all sorts of people. Some were asking for his real name and begging to meet up. Others pleaded for friendship, while the gold diggers shamelessly tried to entice him with their provocative pictures and videos. Zed ignored every single one of them—he wanted absolutely nothing to do with people like that.He hated the attention.Luckily, only Jack, the host of the livestream, had access to his real name. To the rest of the viewers, he appeared as nothing more than a chain of numbers. His actual name would only be visible if he followed someone back on the platform—which he hadn’t. In fact, Zed hadn’t followed a single person, nor had he replied to any of the messages.He now had over one thousand message requests waiting in his inbox.[Ding!][Host still hasn't spent
A name
The deafening gunshot echoed in the sterile room. Salazar pulled the trigger without hesitation, sending a bullet tearing through the man’s left eye. Blood and brain matter splattered grotesquely across the walls and floor as the man collapsed instantly, dead before his body even hit the ground.The nurses screamed, several of them turning away and shielding their eyes, unable to bear the gruesome scene. One nurse dropped the tray she was carrying, the metallic clang lost under the chaos.Doctor Anderson, however, remained still. His face was an impassive mask, although the beads of sweat glistening on his forehead betrayed his fear. He struggled to maintain his composure, knowing any sudden movement could make him the next target.The two remaining guards panicked, their faces draining of color. Cold sweat poured down their temples, their breaths coming in shallow gasps.Without mercy, Salazar shifted his aim toward the second man. His finger tightened on the trigger again."Please..
Salazar
Elsewhere in the city...Inside the largest and most prestigious hospital in the entire city — Pentagon Hospital — a man walked briskly down a wide, polished hallway.He appeared to be in his late forties, a man of commanding presence, dressed in a fitted brown suit with a matching brown top hat perched elegantly on his head. His expression was cold and sinister, the kind that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who dared to meet his gaze. He leaned slightly on a walking cane held firmly in his right hand, but his steps were purposeful, radiating dominance and lethal intent.Trailing behind him were two large men, their physiques nothing short of monstrous. Their bulky muscles strained against the fabric of their black suits, and their faces bore the hardened, emotionless expressions of men for whom human life held little to no value. They were living weapons — enforcers of violence and death.They moved forward with grim purpose, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the steril
Once again, I lost to that bastard
Zed exited the lounge and made his way out of the building. As he stepped outside, he noticed that the hotel, which was once lively and bustling with people, was now almost empty. Most of the guests had already left after completing their interviews, while the ones who remained were either yet to be interviewed or had already been rejected and were now lingering around, hoping to plead for a second chance — or perhaps to bribe someone after the official proceedings had ended.Zed chose not to pay attention to any of them. Without sparing a second glance, he simply walked across the wide lobby, pushed through the heavy glass doors, and made his way towards his car parked a few meters away. He pressed the unlock button on his key fob, heard the soft beep, and pulled the car door open. Just as he was about to step inside, a voice called out from behind him."I thought you had already left," the voice said.Zed turned around slowly, his expression calm and unreadable. Standing a short dis
