Novel & Cerita System Activation Becoming A Super Rich

A faint exhale, almost amused. “Someone who notices when the world shifts slightly.” A pause. Then— “And you, Leonard, have shifted it.” Leonard’s gaze sharpened at the mention of his name. He had not used it publicly beyond verified systems. No announcements. No exposure. So someone had been watching the financial activation process in real time. That meant infrastructure access. Or influence. Or both. “What do you want?” Leonard asked. A soft chuckle came through the line. “Not want. Offer.”

"It's yours now. Everything but the security server is gone. I even packed my suits. I won't be needing them." Vivian accepted the glass of dark red wine. "Thank you, Elias. For all of it. For believing in a life that wasn't built for a billionaire." "I believe in you," he corrected, turning his body toward her. "I have no idea how to run a sustainable lifestyle. My knowledge stops at maximizing profit and acquisition. I am a retired CEO with no marketable skills outside of global finance." A genuine smile touched his lips. "I'm going to need you to teach me how to exist in a world where things matter more than money."

My heart pounded. “There was no experiment.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” His voice lowered. “It was activation.” The word didn’t make sense. Then Carter spoke quietly. “Activation of what?” Roman looked at me. His answer came slowly. “Of you.” The room went silent again. And for the first time since this began… I felt something terrifying settle inside me. Not fear. Not confusion. Recognition. Like something inside me had just woken up. Something that had been waiting for a very long time.

It's a process to chain a woman in responsibilities and labors without any salary—I don't even understand why they are happy when they're going to get married. It's just a reason for people to take advantage of their partner. Stop with this topic. What's bothering me now is how insanely rich Aeros is. It feels like I hooked a gold fish in a net of sardines. The idea that Aeros earns a hundred billion a day, isn't it weird? What job earns that many anyway? I shifted my gaze on the other bodyguard of Aeros, the blue haired one “Hey,” His expression is pale as he responded to my call. He looked like he's going to be thrown to a fire stake when I called his name.

Until my remaining dads stopped supporting my privileged ass because I never let them have me when I had already turned eighteen, so I resorted to swindling men during meet-ups. That was when I met Dylan. I had scammed him into thinking we'd end in bed, but I laced his drink and transferred his money to a stolen account. Then he looked for me and found me barely making a living after I stole all his money, which in turn was stolen from me by my gambling addict father the moment I had withdrawn everything. I didn't know how and why Dylan did, but he fell for me out of the blue, and instead of taking me to the cops, he said he'd support me through college without expecting anything.

Mine was terrible in comparison, and I suddenly felt small, foolish, as the members of the cabinets couldn't hide their excitement this time. It was...anticlimactic. Ferrara leaned forward and gestured to Carlos who swiped over the screen. He had enrolled all the members of the cabinets as automatic shareholders under the biggest bank of the world, which controlled the entire economy. In a minute, my flash was returned to me with a less grand gesture, and I felt small, tiny, stupid. Locking his fingers together, Ferrara started, "I learnt that some of you were displeased about the season and demanding your money back. I can do that right now, and remove your name from..."

She was in her dreamland already. Alex and Mark were on their way to Alex's mansion, and Mark was truly shocked that he had already found a suitable woman. "Are you serious that you found a woman who agreed to give you a baby and asked for no money, nothing in return?" Mark asked, not believing his ears. Were there such types of women in this world? "For the last time, I did help her by saving her orphanage, so it is a give-and-take situation. Will you shut the fuck up before I kick you out of this car?" Alex threatened, but Mark just rolled his eyes in return.

But the damage was already done. The conversation soon turned to lighter topics, but every time the subject shifted, a comment about Stephanie's modest upbringing would surface. One relative recounted a story of their own family history, drawing a clear line between the wealth and refinement they cherished and the simple, hardworking life that Stephanie had known. "It is not easy to understand that not everyone is born into privilege," the relative said, his voice laced with pity and judgment. "Some people only wish to ride on the coattails of success." His words were meant to be a reminder of the stark differences between them.

“N-no, rather than implementing it, I want it to be different.” “Oh, like what?” I pause for a while, trying to think of a reason. “I just want a system like those online games. You keep leveling up and reach the goal. You k-know, that gives you a chance to rise up like those stories from rags to riches.” “Through the reliance of other people’s affluence?” He asks, placing his palm on his chin. I avert his gaze and continue, “N-no! I-it n-not just like that. Some people from the untouchables can’t just stay untouchables! They can work an earnest job and become wealthy.”

she said, picking up a stamp and bringing it down decisively on the Golden Hooves application with a solid thump, “they will become the first seeds of a new, orderly, and utterly controlled economic power. The first to be woven into our web.” In the square, Borin laughed at Torvald’s foolishness. In the Ministry, Madam Lin approved his membership, making him richer and more powerful than Borin could ever dream of being again. The divide was no longer coming. It was already here, written in ledgers and decrees, waiting for the right moment to be revealed. And on one side of that divide lay a future. On the other, only dust. **************** For a week, Star City buzzed with rumors like a hive