Chapter 3 .

The rain continued to pour heavily, beating down on Michael, yet he wasn't feeling it. The pain of rejection and humiliation engulfed him.

He stared at the ground beneath him, and a sad smile appeared on his face.

"I've lived all my life in pain and poverty. I will find peace down here," Michael's voice cracked.

He was heartbroken and wished his parents had been rich too. He could have lived off his inheritance.

He snapped his left hand to his chest, grabbing the only inheritance his parents left for him: a jade pendant.

He pulled at it, and the necklace broke off. He clutched the jade pendant tightly in his palm.

He remembered what his mother had told him about the pendant: "With this pendant, your potential is limitless."

Michael swallowed a forceful lump down his throat and felt his mother's remark about the pendant was just a fallacy.

Michael opened his hand, gazing at the jade pendant. "Whether you're worthy or not, today will be the end of everything."

The tears he had been holding back rolled down his chin and fell onto the jade pendant.

Swoosh!!

A very bright light burst from the pendant, covering Michael's face.

The glow was too intense for him and nearly blinded him. Then, the jade pendant melted into his palm, and he collapsed.

Ding! Ding!!

Michael heard a strange sound in his head.

[New host found]

[System Binding 96%...100%]

[System Activating 98%...100%]

[System Activated!]

Suddenly, his eyes sprang open, and he realized he had just fainted. The heavy rain had stopped, and the night was cold and eerie.

Michael discovered that all his pain had vanished, including his emotional suffering.

He jumped to his feet, mesmerized by the bizarre light that had come from the jade pendant and how it melted into his palm.

Just then, a robotic voice came through,

[Congratulations, Michael Quinn.]

[You are now the new host of the Wish-To-Reality System.]

Michael raised his head in surprise, wondering where the voice was coming from.

"Who are you?" he asked, filled with fear as he looked around.

[I am the Wish-To-Reality System, and I will be your companion from today onward.]

[Today will mark the end of all your humiliation. Make a wish right now, and consider it granted in a millisecond.]

Michael's eyes blinked in surprise, wondering what sort of offer this was.

He lowered his head, remembering how poverty had made his life so miserable. Then he didn't hesitate any longer before whispering, "I wish to become the wealthiest man alive."

Ding!! He heard a sound, and a hologram appeared before him immediately.

He was astonished to see such a fascinating visual before his eyes. As he watched carefully, he discovered there was information on it.

[Congratulations, Michael Quinn. You are now the wealthiest man in the whole world.]

Reading this, Michael forced a nonexistent lump down his throat and nearly choked on it.

"What?! How? How is that possible?" The fact that the system was stating his name left him even more astounded.

Just then, his phone chimed.

"Huh?! Could that be a credit alert?!" His eyes widened, and he quickly retrieved his phone.

"What the f***?!!" he yelled in frustration at seeing the screen of his phone broken and soaked with water.

The screen had broken from his unconscious fall, and the phone was soaked with the heavy downpour.

"Oh shit! Oh shit!!" He stomped his feet on the ground. He wanted to see what his account balance looked like.

Just then, he saw the hologram before him gradually fading away before it disappeared.

"Huh?!!" Michael's eyes widened in surprise.

"Enough of all this! I need to go home now!!" he shouted, turning his back and running away.

..........

Michael got to his 6-square-meter room very late that night. He took off his wet uniform, putting on old jeans and a faded shirt.

He lay down on the small mattress, his mind racing with every single thing that had happened that day.

His thoughts kept replaying every scene, making it difficult for him to sleep throughout the night.

Around 4:30 A.M., Michael finally fell asleep.