My Pick Up Artist System Novels & Stories

[Haha, the male lead’s family is really putting on a show. They’re pretending the supporting guy is the heir of a wealthy family just to make him give up on himself, all so their real heir can take his place!] [Seriously, though, the supporting guy’s life is miserable. He grew up poor, hungry, and always getting beaten. After all that, he finally made it into a top high school. His grades were good enough for a guaranteed recommendation to Harvard or Yale, which could completely change his life. And now he’s getting played by these scammers.]

Ethan shouted instantly, “Don’t!” But the system responded. “Identity confirmed.” Marcus’s smile grew. Then— The system paused. For the first time. Another line appeared. SECONDARY AUTHORITY DETECTED Ethan Carter. Marcus’s smile faded slightly. Because the system had two creators. Two commands. Two choices. The voice asked calmly— “Architects.” “Define system objective.” The entire subway station held its breath. Marcus answered instantly. “Stabilize the global financial system.” Ethan shook his head.

I whispered into the empty room. [Why did the stream cut out just now?] [Alison's dead? How did that happen? And why's her skin missing? That's so scary!] [Out of the original six, only three players are alive… And how is the pick-me girl still here? It makes zero sense. Also, why is Lonnie going to the GM's office? Dude's digging his own grave!] [Wait, why is the pick-me girl following him?] "This is the GM's office?" Lonnie muttered.

"Let me show you the options you originally had. The one you're in now was handpicked by yours truly. It's the best one." The System pulled out a script. "The first option turns you into a billionaire's only daughter. You're beautiful, brilliant, and will have a perfect love life. "How boring is that? If everything goes your way, how would you even know what happiness feels like? I eliminated that option immediately," the System said, tossing the script aside before picking up another. "Here's the second option. You're the greatest warrior in a fantasy world." the System scoffed. "Come on, no man can match a woman that powerful. You won't have anyone to rely on. That's such a miserable life.

Andrew looked at Theo and everyone looked at Theo waiting to hear his choice. He looked at his tablet and locked it, turning it upside down. "Sold to Michael Jefferson for forty million!" Perfect! I smiled as I pushed the gearstick to reverse and drove out of the building, hearing Mike call out my name while the others screamed. Making a short U-turn, I waved and sped down the street seeing Mike run after his car. Who's forty million richer tonight!

--- [Arrogance Detected] Objective: Leave without paying a single dollar and force the collectors to back down. Reward: $50,000 Bonus Reward: Presence Amplification Experience +2% --- Adam was surprised at the new system format. This was the second time the system had generated a mission from the arrogance of another person rather than from Adam. It seemed it was a new feature from being C rank. Focusing back to the current situation, Adam realized that Marcus had been talking. "...and since you've got money now, we figured you'd pay early." Adam laughed. "What?" "You figured?"

I felt something was not normal while standing in front of them—my breath entangled the moment I saw the piece of fabric inside the paper bag. Humiliation washed over me as I looked at the three men in front of me. “Sir, I am here for a decent job.” The first man chuckled as if seeing me in front of them was already funny as hell. “Aren’t you desperate to land a job, Miss Clarkson? We need a call girl to promote our cars.” I was horrified. It struck me like a thunder in the desert—sudden and uncontrollable. It sank into me. The changes in their expressions. The smirks.

Proposing a flexible operating period, improvising quickly, and avoiding debt to the body, will have to be paid to the investor in many forms. "Is it the exchange of accumulating bonus points for money? The male lead's favorite? With money, I can do anything. Love this app so much. Helping the needy through these systems with an investor is really a smart policy. The investor's eyes are not bad, right at me, it seems that you have luck from above."

"Neutral City Pack Registry." The entire drive, he practically turned the car into a black blur. Only one thought ran through his mind: this was impossible. How could Elizabeth dare? Or rather, how could Elizabeth do this? She loved him. She'd endured for three years. She'd been home just the night before. How could she actually go through with leaving? But when he burst into the pack registry and demanded to see the application, the clerk behind the counter just calmly pushed the document toward him. At the bottom, in black and white, were the names.