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Chapter 2 Prove Them Wrong
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2025-08-06 19:47:06The ten million dollars sat in Ethan’s bank account like a nuclear warhead—ready to change everything.
He didn’t sleep that night.
Not because of fear.
Because of possibility.The system hadn’t disappeared after that surreal activation. It hovered in the corner of his vision like a digital interface only he could see—responsive, alive, almost omniscient.
Host Status:
Wealth Level: Tier 1 – New Money Total Funds: $10,000,000 Reputation: Laughingstock Power: 0 Influence: 0 Allies: 0 Enemies: 64 (and counting)💡 Daily Advice: “Wealth is a sword. Use it to cut down those who laughed when you were unarmed.”
Ethan paced his room, mind whirring like an overclocked machine. For the first time in his life, he held power. And he had no intention of wasting it.
His first mission was simple:
Mission #001 – Prove Them Wrong
Target: Bryce Tan Objective: Humiliate him publicly within 72 hours Reward: Company Ownership Token Penalty: None Suggestion: “Destroy what he values most—status.”Bryce. The arrogant trust-fund brat who led the pack of bullies. Captain of the university’s basketball team. Influencer. Sponsored athlete.
He cared about one thing above all: reputation.
Ethan opened his laptop and began typing.
By morning, Ethan had pulled off what no broke student should ever be able to do.
First, he hired a media agency under a pseudonym—“Obsidian Media Holdings.” He paid them $20,000 to craft a PR campaign, complete with fake scandals, doctored screenshots, and anonymous tips.
Next, he contacted a private investigator—real one, discreet. For $5,000, the PI found every dirty secret Bryce tried to hide: an assault cover-up, a paid-for exam paper, and—best of all—evidence that Bryce’s scholarship was fraudulently obtained.
By noon, three major gossip blogs had already scheduled articles exposing Bryce’s lies. Ethan timed the leaks to go live during the university’s biggest weekly event:
Friday Townhall Assembly.
The entire student body would be there.
And so would Bryce.
Friday – 9:00 a.m.
Northern University’s grand auditorium buzzed with life. Hundreds of students shuffled into the seats, excited for the weekly updates, club showcases, and guest speaker lineup.
Bryce Tan stood front and center onstage, flashing his signature smirk as he adjusted his varsity jacket. Cameras were already snapping photos. He was slated to give a short speech on “Discipline and Leadership.”
Ethan slipped into the back row, dressed in a clean button-up shirt and new jeans—nothing flashy, but neat enough to turn a few heads.
He pulled out his phone.
“System,” he whispered. “Ready?”
✅ Confirmed: Countdown initiated.
Executing media strike in 3… 2… 1…9:17 a.m.
Bryce had just started bragging about his “merit-based” scholarship when the first whispers broke out in the crowd.
Then came the gasps.
The phones lighting up. The ripple of digital chaos.On screen after screen:
BREAKING: Northern U Star Bryce Tan Faked Scholarship, Abused Influence to Cover Assault Allegations.
“Exclusive: Anonymous sources claim Bryce Tan paid $20,000 to have his exam scores altered.”
“Video leaked: Bryce Tan verbally abusing female student in locker room.”
The crowd was frozen.
Bryce stuttered mid-sentence. “I… I don’t—this is fake—!”
But it was too late.
University staff scrambled. Campus security arrived. The Dean, pale and tight-lipped, approached the stage.
In under ten minutes, Bryce Tan’s reign was over.
The system pinged softly in Ethan’s mind:
✅ Mission #001 Completed.
Reward: Company Ownership Token (Claimed) Host Status Updated: – Enemies: -1 – Influence: +5 – Confidence: +20🎉 Congratulations. That’s how you prove them wrong.
Ethan leaned back in his chair, a small smile forming on his lips for the first time in years.
It wasn’t just about the money.
It was about control.
After the assembly, news spread like wildfire. Bryce had been suspended pending investigation. His sponsorship deals vanished overnight. His social media imploded under the weight of public outrage.
As for Ethan?
People started whispering about him.
“Hey, wasn’t he the one Bryce used to bully?”
“Yeah… Ethan Reyes, right?”
“He was there during the assembly. He didn’t even look surprised.”
That afternoon, Ethan’s inbox exploded.
A message from a student asking to join his “media team.”
An invitation from the campus business club.
A DM from a girl who used to ignore him, asking if he wanted to “grab coffee sometime.”
He ignored all of them.
He wasn’t here to impress the fakes.
He had a system now—and a mission.
Back in his room, Ethan stared at the new screen in his system interface:
[COMPANY OWNERSHIP TOKEN – UNUSED]
Use this token to claim, build, or acquire a full company. Ownership: 100% Starting budget: Up to $5,000,000 Suggestion: Start your empire.Ethan’s eyes lit up.
He opened his laptop again.
What kind of business would shake the world?
Dropshipping? Too basic.
Stock trading? Already done. Crypto? Risky, loud, unstable.Then it hit him.
A tech company.
Not just software—A.I. automation.
The future.And he had the resources to build it from scratch.
He would name it VIREX—Virtual Intelligence for Real-world Execution.
The goal?
Automate operations for businesses, institutions, even governments. Speed, efficiency, domination.He clicked “Use Token.”
The screen flashed.
✅ Company Created: VIREX Technologies Pte. Ltd.
Budget: $5,000,000 Recruitment Slots: 5 initial staff Office Options: Choose location System Integration: Available⚙️ Next Mission: Build a Team
Objective: Hire at least three key talents to begin operations. Reward: Personal Asset Upgrade + Advanced Tech LicenseEthan grinned.
The storm was over.
But the war was just beginning.
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The Trillionaire System Chapter 113 When the Air Refused to Stay Quiet
The first sign wasn’t sound. It was the absence of it.Garden City had settled into a fragile stillness after the chaos of the last hours — barricades half-rebuilt, towers dimmed, citizens stationed at windows like silent sentries. The Whisper Team had withdrawn deeper into the outer blocks after their failed incursion, their retreat too measured to be defeat. Everyone knew it. Whisper didn’t panic. Whisper repositioned.And somewhere between midnight and dawn, the air tightened into something brittle.Ethan felt it before he heard it. A pressure change, like the city was inhaling all at once. He stepped out onto the upper parapet with Jun at his back, looking down on a district holding its breath.“Too quiet,” Jun muttered.“Too organized,” Ethan replied.Below, Mira and Leah were directing evac routes from the tram-clinic steps. Alexander was kneeling over a transmitter, rewiring its core from scratch. Cira moved between groups with a slate full of messages she hadn’t had time to p
The Trillionaire System Chapter 112 The Cost of Answering Back
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The echoes of the answering strike had not faded when the night split open again — not with gunfire, not with explosions, but with something stranger. Something heavier. Something deliberate.Whisper Team, already shaken by the counterattack they had not anticipated, froze in the skeletal remains of the old north transit hub. Their formation — normally silent, fluid, predatory — faltered for the first time since the operation began.And in that hesitation, the city breathed.A low rumble rolled under the streets, like the shifting of an ancient stone giant. Windows trembled. Dust drifted from old beams. Somewhere in the south quarter, a child woke and whispered to her mother, “Is the earth angry?”No one had an answer.But Ethan did.He felt the vibration before his mind even processed the sound. His instincts — sharpened through every siege, every betrayal, every night he’d fought to rebuild something worth living in — told him exactly what it was.“They’re forcing us out,” Mira said
The Trillionaire System Chapter 110 The Phantom Who Interferes
The masked stranger vanished into the city’s skyline as if the rooftops themselves had swallowed them whole. No footstep echoes. No flutter of fabric. No trail. Only the faintest tremor of a loose sheet of metal still vibrating where they had last touched down.Ethan stood at the rooftop’s edge, staring into the direction the stranger had gone, his breath still uneven from the fight with Whisper Team. Jun paced behind him, muttering curses under his breath as he checked the magazine of his rifle. Mira kept her blade drawn, eyes narrowed in suspicion. Alexander’s portable jammer still hissed and sparked at his feet.Only Lorren, bruised and staring at nothing, seemed unable to accept what had just unfolded.“Whisper Team doesn’t retreat,” he whispered to himself. “They don’t pull back. Not unless—”“Outmatched?” Jun snapped. “Looks like somebody just spooked the empire’s favorite boogeymen.”Lorren shook his head sharply. “No. Outmatched is one thing. But Whisper Team is doctrinally in
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