2025-07-15 16:20:50William became curious after that reaction... On a normal day, he had already promised himself never to get involved in anything related to cryptocurrencies after what happened to him, two years ago.
After finishing his part-time jobs on one fateful day, where he made as much as $1,300, the highest he had ever managed to gather, one of William's neighbors came over and introduced him to ROBIT Coin. After feeding him with all sorts of hyped-up and allegedly credible information, William was completely captivated. The ROBIT Coin was newly launched and going for as low as $0.72 per coin. William was starving for wealth back then. He wanted to rise and restore his family's name from disgrace. Blinded by the hunger for success, he went all in and bought coins worth $1,200, leaving himself with just a hundred dollars. After months of waiting for the coin price to skyrocket, everything ended in tragedy. The projected ROI nosedived to $0.11 instead of increasing even slightly. It was expected to rise by up to 450%, but unfortunately, everyone who invested was crushed in the end. Then came the second disaster... RC Coin. That one left him completely stranded. William had invested $4,000 and got back only $35. Since then, he made a solemn vow: never again would he touch anything cryptocurrency-related. And now, the system was reacting aggressively just because he hesitated about VIREX Coin? "What? How is that a mistake? Cryptocurrency is shit. They'll only ruin your life," William muttered, shaking his head bitterly as he recalled the hell he'd gone through. > [Do you trust the system, host?] The question struck his ears sharply. William froze for a moment and thought deeply. Why would the system ask him such a thing? Then again.. he reflected on recent events. Talking about trust... why wouldn't he trust the system? This system had appeared and changed his life within hours. He was no longer poor. In fact, he had the opportunity to become one of the wealthiest men alive if he kept completing tasks. William nodded slowly. "Yes... I trust you," he answered. > [Good. This isn't going to be a task. It's a valuable tip.] > [Invest before the crowd. Buy $400,000 worth of VIREX Coin. Now.] "What?!" William bellowed, his eyes twitching with disbelief. > [If you trust the system, host, do as I say.] "No way, man! I have just five hundred thousand, and you want me to throw four hundred grand into cryptocurrencies?! What if it turns into dust?" William's voice trembled between awe and fear. > (Trust... Trust. Just trust the system.] William stood speechless, torn between instinct and logic. The system's tone was serious, but his fear was real. He had been screwed over twicewho in their right mind would want to be screweda third time? > [It's your choice. You can decline if you feel like, host.] The system's passive remark only increased his tension. That made him even more curious... and even more scared. What if he chose not to invest, and then VIREX actually skyrocketed like Bitcoin in the old days? That kind of regret would teara man apart. Besides, with more tasks ahead and more money to earn, he could take the risk. He breathed deeply. "...Fine," he muttered. > [Great choice!] William went ahead to d******d the VIREX Trading App and signed up. It took him a few minutes to get verified and set up his wallet. Finally, he bought $400,000 worth of VIREX Coins--amounting to 500,000 VRC at $0.80 per coin. His hand flinched the moment he clicked on "Buy," but he stayed hopeful—no matter how hopeless it seemed. "Gosh... I'm counting on you," he said to the system. > [And I'm counting on VIREX.] William didn't know how to respond to that. He just kept quiet. He went on to another boutique, this time, a less expensive one. Maison Vertu had great luxury, but he couldn't afford to spend too lavishly anymore. At least not now. Now that he had only $100,000 left, he had to manage things more wisely. He visited Rays Collection, a low-key boutique in town that was underrated despite its neat designs. He bought a few polos, hoodies, some stylish trousers, three sneakers, and a sleek handbag along with a backpack. He spent around $5,000 on them. Then, he decided to treat himself to a long-overdue, proper meal. "My stomach first," William muttered as he swallowed his saliva. He made sure to feast on luxurious meals he hadn't tasted in years-tender steak, creamy pasta, seafood platters—and drank a bottle of Sevon De Ray, a rare wine worth nearly $4,000. After getting himself full and satisfied, he decided to head back home. He needed rest. He had lectures tomorrow. Once again, he skipped over the idea of buying a car. "Nah, not yet..." Just as he reached the apartment and walked in, William froze. There he was. Mr. Collins. The Landlord. Short. Bald. Eternally frowning, like happiness owed him rent. The man didn't even let William take a breath. He stomped down the stairway with his face red and voice high. "You've got until tonight to move out!" he barked. "Someone offered more for your unit. I'm done with your type!" William blinked. "My type?" "You think just because you got some nice clothes, you suddenly belong here? You've been late on rent three times this year! I'm not running a shelter for broke dreamers!" William's eyes went cold. Then, suddenly. > [Task #003 (Bronze Level): Buy the entire apartment building and slap your troublesome landlord with the payment in cash.] > [Reward: $2 Million. +3 Confidence. +2 Reputation.] The Wealth System spoke. William's lips curled into a slow smile as he saw the figures on his interface - visible only to him. He made sure not to show anything that would alert the landlord. "Fine," he said calmly. He reached into his backpack, pulled out a thick wad of hundred-dollar bills from the earlier cash withdrawal, and peeled off ten grand like it was nothing. Then he slammed it into Collins' chest. "Here's ten grand. For wasting my time." The landlord's eyes shrunk. "What—" Collins was about to rant again, but William cut him off. "Now tell me, how much for the whole building?" "What?" "You heard me. The entire damn building. Every floor. Every unit. How much?" Collins stuttered. "I-uh... well. it's old. Needs repairs.." "How much?" William asked again, his voice as hard as iron. The landlord paused. "Sixty-five thousand. But it's not" Before he could finish, William pulled out another thick bunch of hundred dollar bills and smacked it right into his face. "No need for repairs. I'll take care of it from here," William said with a smirk. The landlord stood there, stunned, speechless, watching William like he was hallucinating. He didn't even count the money! Collins screamed inside his head. "I guess you get the message now," William continued with a shrug. "I'm no longer your tenant.. I'm your landlord. And you're my tenant." William turned and walked away like a king. [Task #003 Completed!] [You have been rewarded $2,000,000. Funds will be transferred shortly.] > [+3 Confidence +2 Reputation added to your Attributes.] Beep! (Credit Alert: You just received $2,000,000 from XXX-XXXX-XX}
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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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