All Chapters of Survival of the Poorest 2.0: Ghost Cruise: Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

Just then, the 5 p.m. bell rang. As if someone had hit a pause button, all the security guards who had been chasing, running, and shouting stopped in their tracks.They instantly became expressionless, quickly straightened their uniforms, and then retreated. Their steps were perfectly synchronized as they headed straight out of the passenger cabin area.The hallway, previously thundering with the sounds of pursuit and violence, instantly fell into an eerie silence. All that remained was a floor covered in trash, and me, disguised as a security guard.Liliane stopped at a distance, then raised two fingers to her eyes and pointed them at me, the threat unmistakable. She knew exactly that it had been my doing.The system announcement followed, cold and merciless. "'Deep Sea Sweep' special event has ended. Current remaining players: 31. Congratulations to all surviving rats, you've successfully escaped this purge."I did not dare imagine what Henry might do to me once he found me, sin

"Next up, a high-potency energy booster," said the auctioneer, tone tempting. "It instantly restores your energy to full and reduces stamina consumption by 50% for the next 12 hours. Only five doses are available."It was incredible stuff, especially after the nerve-wracking auction so far. At this point, it was practically a miracle drug.The bidding immediately reached a fever pitch. Everyone had already pushed their credit to the limit, and Henry secured a booster for 20 million. Without any real suspense, Liliane and I each followed, also paying 20 million for our own doses. The three of us clearly understood one another and did not engage in vicious bidding wars to drive the price even higher.There were five boosters in total, and we were guaranteed to take three of them.I was already sure that Henry and Liliane had accumulated massive assets, or the system would never have granted them such enormous credit limits.All three of us fully restored our stats, so there was no c

That one million dollar was bait, while the rules that followed were the whip that drove people into tearing each other apart.A massive digital clock lit up behind us, and a blood-red twenty-four-hour countdown began ticking."Everyone!" I immediately shouted, my voice cutting through the commotion. "Check your accounts! Is that one million enough to pay off your debts? Enough for you to win? There's only one 100 million bonus. Can you guarantee you'll beat the guy in the safe house?"Many people instinctively checked, and their expression darkened even further.I continued, "You're in debt for hundreds of thousands, even millions! That one million is a drop in the bucket. And Henry in the safe house is too powerful, plus he has the safe house's protection. After everyone's beaten and battered with countless casualties, he'll still be in full health, then walk out and easily take down whoever's left."I yelled, "But we have one chance: find the safe house. There's a treasure trov

The numbers in my account jumped wildly again as an astronomical figure accumulated under my name.The system immediately processed the final settlement. "Current surviving players: one. Congratulations, Player 66, for successfully surviving to the end and becoming the sole champion of this round of 'Ghost Cruise'!"Final prize calculation: 5.8 billion + 3.7 billion + 120 million + 500 million - 21.2 million = 10.0988 billion."My vision started to blur as the flames on the cruise ship, the charred bodies, and the pitch-black sea faded away.Everything dissolved like a washed-out oil painting.…I found myself standing in a pure white space, with the cold system interface floating in front of me.It displayed, [Congratulations, Player 66, on your final victory. Withdrawable amount: 10,098,800,000.]I stared at the number, and fragments of memory surfaced in my mind.A luxurious but terrifyingly empty mansion, covered in mess and sealed with official notices. Dad aged decades o