Novel & Cerita Scumbag System

--- [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?"

’ These words pierced my heart like a razor-sharp dagger, shattering any remaining pity or struggle left inside. The crumbling moral defenses within me collapsed in that instant. All the reluctance and fear I had felt before seemed utterly ridiculous and pale in the face of Nicolas’ words. They were replaced by a cold, chilling resolve. Looking at my blurry reflection in the glass door, I realized my gaze had changed. There was no longer any fear or hesitation, only a calm indifference like my mother's. I finally understood: scum like Nicholas did not deserve to be called human. They were rotting souls walking the same streets as us, living honey sources destined for the beehive.

“You’re a person who doesn’t reject any of the women who come to you. Some would say that you’re a gentle and warm man, but in actuality, you’re a scumbag. When you don’t reject anyone, you’re actually hurting another woman! A scumbag will never admit that they’re scumbags, or perhaps they might not even realize it themselves.” Alex nodded. “What you’ve just said makes sense.”

He stated. " Jealousy?" Scarlett repeated, confused." Are you sure it'll work?" " You wait and see." He told scarlett, smirking as his eyes glowed with mischief. Scarlett scoffed, looking away. She couldn't refute his words, this was Damien we were talking about. He is the master of mischief. . . .

“Hailey, I’m the reason why you and Luca are like this today. I’m the one you should blame, okay? Please stop hurting Luca, I beg you.” I watched them enact a play before me. I no longer wanted to play along with them. “Forgive? What do you want me to forgive you for? “Forgive you for getting into bed with Luca behind my back? “I’m not going back.” Luca’s face turned pale. “Hailes, we’ve been together for five years. You can’t leave just like that. “You’re just getting married to Jonah for money. If money’s what you’re after, I got money too! In fact, I’ll be richer than him in the future!”

The reason the system asked me to smash the police car was so that I would have an alibi. Even though it asked me to self-sabotage, it wasn't trying to harm me. Since I had figured that out, I raised my hand and slapped Maxey in the face with all my strength! "You fake scum!" I repeated the line the system told me to say. "Who do you think you are to meddle in other people's family affairs? Why don't you mind your own business and stop staring at someone else’s wife! You know I can’t produce the documents, so you intentionally try to stir crap. I think the one who took the documents must be you!"

Anthony charged forward with the intention to forcefully yank the door open, but the moment his fingers brushed against the door handle, there was another beep. "Beep! Scumbag confirmed!" This time, the system switched to a male's voice. "Warning! Warning! This man is a professional freeloader, aggressively entitled, and severely lacking in intelligence! Do not approach as the risk of contamination is high!" The representative frowned in displeasure and took a step back, even using his handkerchief to cover his nose, as though he really had smelled something unpleasant. "Mr. Scoll, is this your company's… culture?"

"Is there no alternative method to bypass resistance?" No. I stopped pacing and crossed my arms, tilting my head back as I pondered the situation. It was clear that the system wasn't a magic wand capable of mind-controlling anyone at will. It couldn't simply rewrite the decisions of intelligent individuals whose mental defenses were high. It was effective only when a target's natural resistance was low or compromised. If I wanted to scam powerful figures out of tens of millions of dollars, I couldn't rely solely on system shortcuts. Ruthless business tycoons like Lucien Laurent were hyper-intelligent and naturally paranoid, which explained his high resistance score.

They were Scrapper tech. "Now!" a voice roared from the shadows. A wall of "Frequency-Fire"—the illegal, dirty energy of the slums—blasted the Apostle, pushing her back. From the ruins of the tenements, the people of the slums emerged. They weren't Alphas. They weren't "Vessels." They were the Scrappers, the forgotten, the ones who had seen the "Dormant" files on their screens and realized they were being farmed like cattle.

A glitch in a cruel system. But what if it wasn’t a glitch? What if the reason I didn’t get a new ability was because I already had one? Or several. What if I wasn’t a rookie at all? Caleb had shoved me into this hell using his own rookie account. The System saw a new player. But my body… my mind… they weren’t new. They’d been here before. They’d already been scanned, assessed, and granted a power suite. The System wouldn’t do it twice.