Chapter 2: The First Taste of Power

  Kai stepped out of the restaurant, his mind in complete chaos. Just moments ago, his long-time girlfriend, Emily Carter, had dumped him for a richer man, dismissing him as someone with "no future."

  And then, as if fate had intervened, a system had appeared.

  A system that had just made him the richest man in the world.

  He gripped his phone, staring at the impossible numbers on his screen.

  [Daily Allowance: 275,000,000]

  Every. Single. Day.

  This wasn’t a joke. His bank bance had already updated, showing the exact amount.

  His breathing was uneven. The sheer weight of this power pressed down on him.

  He exhaled sharply, then gnced back at the restaurant. Through the window, he could see Emily sitting there, ughing with her new boyfriend.

  His gaze darkened.

  "You just made the biggest mistake of your life."

  Kai wasn't the same broke, powerless guy anymore.

  Tonight, everything would change.

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  The Rolls-Royce Transaction

  The streets were alive with the hum of high-end cars and well-dressed elites enjoying their night. But Kai wasn’t in the mood to walk.

  That’s when he spotted it.

  A Rolls-Royce Phantom, gleaming under the city lights, parked right outside the restaurant. A well-dressed chauffeur stood beside it, waiting for his client.

  Kai smirked. Perfect.

  He approached the driver casually. “How much for your car?”

  The man raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

  “I’m buying it. Right now.” Kai pulled out his phone. “Name your price.”

  The chauffeur let out a small chuckle, thinking it was a joke. “Sir, this isn’t a—”

  Kai transferred 1,000,000 into his account before he could finish his sentence.

  — Ding! —

  The driver’s phone buzzed. His eyes widened as he saw the notification.

  “…Sir, the car is yours.”

  Kai didn’t hesitate. He slid into the plush leather seat, feeling the luxury surround him.

  He owned a Rolls-Royce now.

  And it was just the beginning.

  ---

  The Billionaire’s Wardrobe

  Kai drove straight to the most expensive fashion district in the city.

  It was a pce where only the ultra-rich shopped—where suits cost more than most people’s yearly saries and watches could buy a house.

  A few hours ago, he wouldn’t have dared to enter a pce like this.

  Now?

  He walked in like he owned it.

  The moment he stepped inside, the store clerks gnced at him, immediately assessing him. His outfit screamed average.

  But then, they saw the bck card in his hand.

  Everything changed.

  A stunning saleswoman, dressed in an elegant bck dress, approached him with a professional smile. “Welcome, sir. How may we assist you today?”

  Kai smirked. “I want the best of everything.”

  The woman hesitated. “Are there any specific styles or—”

  “No.” His voice was firm. “Give me everything high-end. Custom suits, watches, shoes—whatever the richest men in the world wear, I want it.”

  A short silence.

  Then, the staff sprung into action.

  Within minutes, Kai was guided into a VIP room. They brought out handcrafted Italian suits, each worth more than his previous apartment.

  A tailor personally measured him, ensuring a perfect fit.

  They showcased Rolex, Patek Philippe, and Richard Mille watches—each piece an investment in status.

  Kai didn’t hesitate.

  — Ding! —

  [Purchase Complete: 500,000 on Custom Wardrobe & Watches]

  When the transaction instantly went through, the staff’s attitudes completely shifted.

  The saleswoman’s smile turned genuine.

  “Sir, would you like a private fashion consultant for future purchases?”

  “We can have these delivered to your penthouse—oh, do you have a penthouse?”

  Kai grinned. “Not yet.”

  But that was about to change.

  ---

  The Sky-High Penthouse

  Kai didn’t just rent a penthouse.

  He bought the most expensive one in the city.

  A 10,000-square-foot sky mansion, sitting at the top of the most prestigious high-rise.

  The floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the entire skyline. It had a private rooftop infinity pool, an in-house cinema, and a personal wine celr.

  It screamed status. Power. Dominance.

  And it was his.

  — Ding! —

  [Purchase Complete: 50,000,000 on Luxury Penthouse]

  The real estate agent almost colpsed when the money was transferred instantly.

  “Mr. Ashton,” she said breathlessly, struggling to remain professional. “Congratutions. You now own the most prestigious residence in the city.”

  Kai stepped onto the private rooftop terrace, staring down at the city below.

  This was his kingdom now.

  He took out his phone, scrolled through his contacts, and deleted Emily’s number.

  He no longer cared about her.

  Because from now on…

  He was going to live like a god.

  And the world was about to find out.