2025-07-15 16:18:46After almost two hours of sitting helplessly outside the apartment gate, William finally gathered enough strength to stand up and entered his apartment.
His clothes were soaked in blood and dirt, his body bruised and battered. His eyes blinked uncontrollably, and he swayed slightly as dizziness threatened to take over. Yet amidst all of this, the pain stood out... sharp, consuming, unforgettable. Once inside, William didn't bother removing his bloodied shirt or wiping the grime from his skin. He collapsed directly onto his bed, uncaring of the mess he left behind. Right now, only one thing consumed his mind—the strange interface that had appeared when he regained consciousness after blacking out from the beating. "Infinite Wealth System? Show yourself," William said hoarsely, his voice filled with curiosity despite the pain. > [I'm always here if you need me, host.] The system interface blinked into existence before his eyes like a holographic projection, suspended midair. "Why am I seeing this screen in front of me? Why are you in my head?" William muttered in confusion. > [It's because I have merged with you, host. Like I said, you were chosen as the bearer of the Wealth System. I'm here to rewrite your destiny and assist you in building the greatest financial empire in history.] William's jaw dropped, stunned into silence. He hadn't expected anything remotely like this in his life, yet he found himself completely captivated by the words on the glowing screen. "But that's... impossible. I'm just a poor guy with nothing. You must've picked the wrong person," William said with a weak nod, still trying to process it all. > [Not right, host! You should be thrilled to receive this gift, yet here you are sounding like a defeated soul. Frankly, I should abandon you, but fortunately for you, I'm bound stay with you until the end. I cannot make such a decision on my own.] William squinted at the screen. > [Alright! Let's get to action.] The green interface shifted, now revealing a new section filled with stats and numbers that immediately grabbed William's full attention. [Host Stats] [Name]: William Hudson [Age]: 22 [Net Worth]: $0 [Wealth Points]: 0 WP [Assets Owned]: None [Titles]: None [Attributes]: -Intelligence: 7/100 -Charm: 2/100 -Charisma: 4/100 -Confidence: 3/100 -Influence: 1/100 -Reputation: 0/100 -Combat: 4/100 "What are these?" William asked, his eyebrows raised. > [These are your current statistics, host. As you complete tasks and advance, more features will unlock, and these values will evolve.] > [Since you already understand your Name, Age, and Net Worth, I'll break down the rest for you.] > [Wealth Points]: These are gained alongside money from completing tasks. Their amount varies depending on task level. [Tasks]: Divided into four tiers—Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Black. Bronze tasks are the easiest; Black tasks are the greatest. [Assets]: These include everything you own of significant value—Cash Balance, Stocks, Real Estate, Cryptocurrencies, Businesses, etc. [Titles]: Awarded based on achievements. Each title is linked to specific milestones in your journey to wealth and influence. [Attributes Explained: -Intelligence: Your ability to analyze investments, predict market trends, outsmart rivals, and strategize long-term. -Charm: Your talent for winning people over, especially romantically. It influences social situations and connections—especially with women! -Charisma: Unlike charm which is private and personal, charisma is public and powerful. It allows you to inspire people, lead movements, and dominate conversations or negotiations. -Confidence: Determines your resilience in public, your ability to take risks, and how strongly you carry yourself. -Influence: Measures your ability to sway decisions, call in favors, and shape events. -Reputation: Reflects how society views you. High reputation opens doors to elites and fame. Low reputation keeps you hidden—but sometimes, that's useful. -Combat: This shows your physical strength and basic fighting skills. When some punk wants to slap you, go for his nose.] > [You can grow all these attributes by completing tasks. With commitment and courage, you can change your life, host.] William took a deep breath, rereading the stats as if to reassure himself that all this wasn't some fever dream. His eyes lingered on the words for a long time. "So it's true... this system or whatever you call it is really here to help me," he muttered, still unsure of how to react. And yet, a wide grin had begun to stretch across his face, refusing to fade. > [Ready for your first task, host?] > [The Wealth System rewards generously, no matter how absurd or outrageous the task may seem.] "I'm ready. Let's get on with it," William said, his voice now firmer. [Task #001 (Bronze Level)]: Flirt with a rich girl and get her number. [Reward]: $100,000 [Duration]: No deadline. "Wait, what? What kind of task is this?" William blurted out, his expression twisting in disbelief. > [An easy one, host. It's a Bronze-level task, after all.] "What the actual f**k? Every girl on campus hates me. I'm literally the guy they mock for sport... how the hell am I supposed to pull this off?" > [The challenge is yours to overcome. Think about the reward—you wouldn't want to miss out just because of your low self-esteem.] William's gaze fell back on the reward: $100,000. His heart skipped a beat. It seemed almost too good to be true, but he couldn't deny the pull it had on him. If he could somehow complete this single task, he'd go from broke to a hundred thousand dollars overnight. That kind of money could change his entire life. "Okay, fine... I'll try," he muttered with a sigh, still visibly shaken. > [Good choice. While there's no time limit, I suggest you act fast to free up space for new tasks. Remember, higher-level tasks bring even greater rewards.] > [And I assume the host doesn't want to keep being a loser...] William flinched at those words. His eyes lit up with a spark of determination. "Can you... maybe help me with some tricks or techniques to pull it off? I mean, I'm not that kind of guy," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. >[Unfortunately, this is where I cannot intervene. Completing the task is entirely up to you.] Still painted with frustration, William nodded. He pushed himself up from the bed, limbs aching. Without wasting more time, he limped to the bathroom, washed away the dried blood and sweat, and cleaned his wounds as best he could. He took a few painkillers he had leftover from grueling labor jobs. It was late. His energy was gone. Hospitals were too expensive. Even local pharmacies were out of reach. He had no money, not even enough for good food. And if he didn't save what little he had left... he might starve to death.
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Chapter 36: New Task: Corporate Takeover
William stared at the System notification on his screen, eyes narrowing at the message that had just appeared.> Acquire ten percent of Hamilton Industries within sixty days. Reward: ten million dollars.A slow grin crept across his face. The war had officially begun.He leaned back in his chair, letting the city lights from the penthouse spill over him. The hum of the automated air system and the faint clatter of traffic below did nothing to distract him. The challenge felt alive, almost tangible, like the pulse of the city itself had synchronized with his heartbeat.“Ten percent,” he muttered quietly. “Sixty days. That is not just buying stock. That is infiltration.”> [Assessment: Host anticipates high-resistance from Hamilton hierarchy. Recommend strategic approach. Suggested tools: financial leverage, insider analysis, media influence.]William’s fingers hovered above the keyboard. He had faced powerful men before, but Gregory Hamilton was a different caliber. The man ran a kingd
Chapter 35: Hidden File
The phone on William’s desk buzzed softly, but he didn’t reach for it. The screen flashed Nora’s name, again and again, until the System intercepted it.> [Incoming call detected: Nora. Response automatically disabled. Reason: Classified data in progress.]William leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. “You didn’t have to do that,” he muttered, his fingers drumming lightly on the polished wood.> [Distractions interfere with focus. Continue primary objectives?]“She’s not a distraction,” he said quietly, almost to himself. “She’s not.”The System was silent for a long moment, then its voice filled the room, calm, neutral.> [Host stability: Active. Emotional interference detected. Recommend cognitive recalibration.]William exhaled slowly, staring out at the rain streaking the glass of his penthouse window. The city blurred into silver lines under the downpour. “I don’t need recalibration,” he murmured. “I just need to know.”His attention snapped back to the laptop. A new tran
Chapter 34: The Deal with the Devil
The afternoon sun spilled across the marble floor of the restaurant, turning the glass walls into mirrors. William adjusted the cuffs of his shirt and watched the city from the corner of his eye. He was not here to enjoy the view.The waiter guided him toward a private table by the window. Gregory Hamilton was already there, wearing a crisp gray suit that looked expensive even by the restaurant’s standards. His silver watch gleamed as he lifted his glass for a slow sip of wine.“William Hudson,” Gregory said with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “It is about time we met properly.”William took his seat. “You made it sound like an invitation I couldn’t refuse,” he continued. “ Besides, we have met once in your mansion.”Gregory’s smile deepened. “I will take it that you left that day because of my son's outburst.”A faint buzz echoed in William’s mind.> [System Alert: High-threat presence detected. Maintain caution.]He ignored it.Gregory leaned back. “You’ve been busy. Buying pro
Chapter 33: The Lavish Apartment
Williams had burned the letter before sunrise, watching the paper curl and blacken until only gray ash remained.By mid-morning, he found himself at the window again. The black sedan that had been parked across the street yesterday was gone. The street looked normal now.Everything looked normal, and maybe that was what bothered him most.By noon, he did something unexpected. He called a realtor.The woman answered cheerfully, introducing herself as Julia from Kingston Properties.By evening, he was standing inside a glass-walled penthouse overlooking the city skyline. It was the kind of place people only saw in magazines. Julia kept talking beside him, describing the imported furniture, the central heating system, the smart panels, and the private elevator that led directly into the suite. Her voice came through clearly, but he was not really listening.He walked to the center of the room and stopped, his reflection staring back at him from the wide window.He turned slightly, his
Chapter 32: The Threatening Message
The sound of paper sliding against the wooden floor pulled William out of his half-sleep. He blinked and turned toward the door. Lying just beyond the mat was a single black envelope. He stared at it for a moment, his mind still trying to wake up. The envelope looked out of place—too clean, too deliberate. He walked over, picked it up, and felt the cold texture between his fingers. It had no return address, no markings, nothing to suggest who sent it. He tore it open and unfolded the single sheet inside. There was only one short line written in bold black ink: > Stay away from Hamilton Industries. William’s grip tightened slightly on the paper. For a few seconds, he said nothing. Then a faint static hummed in his ear, and the familiar mechanical voice returned. > “Threat detected. Unknown sender. Possible link to Gregory Hamilton.” “I figured as much,” William said quietly. > “Recommended action: disengage immediately. Probability of further attacks—eighty-three percent.” He e
Chapter 31: Gregory’s Move
The morning felt heavy, like the city hadn’t fully woken up. Clouds hung low, and the streets were still damp from last night’s rain.William stepped outside, stretching a little before locking the door. He had barely slept. The system had gone quiet since the last warning, and that silence made him more uneasy than its usual noise.He unlocked his car and slid in. The smell of coffee still lingered from yesterday. For a moment, he just sat there, staring at the steering wheel, trying to shake off the weird feeling in his chest.His phone buzzed.> Mark: Call me when you’re up. It’s urgent.William sighed. “It’s always urgent with you, man.”He was about to drive off when his phone rang again. This time, it was Selene.William answered. “You couldn’t wait five minutes before calling?”Selene’s voice came out fast, sharp. “Where are you right now?”“In my car, why?”“Listen to me carefully, Will,” Selene said, breathing heavily. “I think Gregory’s people are watching you. I got a call
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