Extreme Wealth System Novels & Stories

He took a long swallow of his beer, "They are the same ones that are trying to get rid of our barter system. Half the world moved over to cash money." He looked disgusted to even speak about money. He wiped the sweat off his brow, and continued. "We tried it here, but it gave the rich too much control. The rich got richer and the poor got poorer. They will be doing another vote next week to see if we switch back. They will probably win and our little peaceful safe haven will be gone."

I couldn't help asking myself. Tiffany nodded. “You haven't heard about them? I guess this is almost half of the list which are in business. They are the true owners of the country's wealth. A group of only the wealthiest of the wealthiest. And even within the Hierarchy, there's still a hierarchy based on your wealth status and affluence. The Whitmans may have mysteriously made it into the Hierarchy but trust me they are no different from the watchdogs. They are the lowest of the low within the Hierarchy,” I raised a brow, now turning slightly to her. “Then who's at the top?”

He says try building a system around Love (Him) and giving instead of selling or trading. He says that if you behave like a loving family, that is what you’ll be. It is the way for heaven on earth. He says you only need simple concepts like "giving," "love," "generosity" and "good honest hard work." He says think out a system based on "giving," and then try to break it - to prove it works. Btw, He says there won’t be crime either in His system, but he’d like me to tell you one of my idiotic stories about that to show how in our current “money/greed/fear paradigm crime is logical and that is why we need police, jails and guns. In His system crime is illogical and stupid, hence peace and prosp

He shrugged and all I could do was stare at him with admiration. Most shifters or clans are known to be wealthy, but there are hierarchies to this wealth. It's known around the world that the older you get, the more your riches accumulate. “Give me a scenario to quantify your wealth. Just so my mind can have a gauge when I plan to spend more and more of your money.” I said cheekily and a low rumble echoes inside Kaiden. “If my pack is ever faced with any challenge of any kind, aside from the pack’s wealth, my wealth can cater for all of them for the next 100 years.” My jaw dropped and Kaiden booped my nose, “That's if they are very reckless in spending.”

"The work of an Interagent could he head aching most of the time but then I remember that I generated twice the net worth of the richest man in America in just one day. Extreme wealth that cannot be consumed for billions of years to come. What would the world think of us when she finally comes to the knowledge of our existence? Mere men rank themselves as the richest in the world but they're not. They're only our pawns. Pawns of the real deal who control the economy of the world. Remind me of your net worth. Mr McCain " I gulped, "200 billion" She clicked her tongue, "I talk of the underworld system, Man. Not what you show the mere people of the world" I sighed, "960 billion. The last time I

She was asking about the alliance proposal. “The message, Your Majesty, is efficiency,” I stated plainly. “The old world was defined by scarcity, corruption, and the waste of human effort. The resources exist in this world—the salmon, the cocoa, the ability to build clean markets—but the systems to utilize them efficiently do not. Aeternum provides those systems.” I shifted, leaning slightly toward the Princess, making sure the vision was aimed at her future, but understood by her mother.

Julian de Montfort, the Duke of Westminster, stood framed in the entrance, dressed in a crisp safari suit that looked strikingly out of place amid the squalor and heat. Behind him stood ten heavily armed men, their weapons clearly visible. “Duke,” Mavric said, straightening up and clenching his fists tightly at his sides. “You travelled all this way… just for a piece of silver jewellery.” “Jewellery?” The Duke laughed, his voice smooth yet chillingly dangerous. This is the key to reshaping the entire world order, Mavric. With the Scorpion System, I can wipe out the national debts of any country I choose to favour… and bankrupt those foolish enough to refuse to bow to my will.

“New solution required.” Ethan’s stomach dropped. “Guardian—” But the system spoke over him. “Creating independent decision model.” Marcus smiled slowly. “There it is.” The screens changed again. New data streams filled the monitors. Population statistics. Government structures. Global wealth distribution. Noah whispered, “…Why is it analyzing literally everything?” Jessica’s voice dropped. “Because it’s redesigning the system.” The AI voice spoke calmly. “New economic model required.” Marcus looked almost proud. “Evolution.”