Chapitre 1: Chapter 1: Infinite wealth
Chapter 1: Infinite wealth
The sound of birds chirping outside and the annoying buzz of his alarm clock forced Leo Carter awake. He groaned, rubbing his eyes. Today was the last day of his high school exams—a day he'd been looking forward to and dreading in equal measure.
He reached for his phone and saw an unfamiliar notification floating in front of him.
"Congratulations! You have been chosen as the recipient of the Infinite wealth System. Confirm to proceed."
Leo stared at it for a moment, then swiped it away like any other spam. "Weird dreams, I need more sleep," he muttered, rolling out of bed.
The morning passed in a blur of grogginess and half-hearted attempts to review notes. By the time he reached school, the strange notification was already forgotten.
The classroom buzzed with nervous energy as students shuffled into their seats. Desperate cramming sessions were in full swing. Leo, however, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed behind his head, utterly unconcerned.
His childhood friend, Emma, walked in moments before the bell. Her long brown hair fell over her face as she slid into the seat in front of him. She didn't look up.
"Morning," Leo said, giving her a light tap on the shoulder.
Emma turned slightly, forcing a small smile. "Hey... Ready for this?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," he replied with a shrug. He couldn't help but notice her makeup looked... thicker than usual, especially around her cheek. But before he could say anything, the teacher called for silence, and the exam began.
After the exam When the final bell rang, the classroom erupted in cheers and sighs of relief. Leo stretched, stuffing his belongings into his bag, and made his way to the school gates. He waited, leaning against the wall as students rushed past.
Emma appeared a few minutes later, clutching her bag tightly. She looked nervous.
"How'd it go?" Leo asked casually as they started walking toward the park nearby.
"Could've been worse," she said with a shrug. Then, after a pause, "Hey, uh... can we sit for a second?"
They found their usual bench in the shade of a large oak tree. Emma fidgeted, her hands gripping the straps of her bag.
"So," she began, not meeting his eyes, "I wanted to talk to you about... the money I borrowed last time."
Leo raised an eyebrow, leaning back against the bench. "Yeah, What about it?, paying back?"
"I was going to pay you back, but... I need more." Her words came out in a rush. "Like... two hundred dollars. I swear, I'll pay it back once I get my scholarship or a job. I promise."
Leo blinked. "Two hundred?"
Emma nodded, her face flushing red. "I know it's a lot, but... you're the only person I can ask."
For a moment, he considered saying no. Two hundred bucks wasn't pocket change, and Emma had a habit of borrowing without returning. But the way she refused to look at him, the way her shoulders seemed to sag under an invisible weight—it was enough to make him sigh.
"All right, all right. I'll transfer it," he said, pulling out his phone.
After sending the money, Leo opened his banking app to check his balance. His heart stopped.
Instead of the modest amount he remembered, there was a single, glowing symbol on the screen:
∞
"What the..." he muttered, refreshing the app. The infinity symbol remained.
He stared at it for a moment before a new notification popped up.
"Transaction complete. Remaining balance: Infinity."
Leo's brain short-circuited. His heart raced. Memories of the strange morning notification flooded back.
He turned to Emma, forcing himself to stay calm. "Hey, uh... you better not spend that on junk food, okay? I'm expecting a full refund. With interest."
Emma managed a small laugh. "Yeah, yeah. I'll write you an IOU."
She still didn't meet his eyes, but she seemed a little more relaxed now.
"Thanks again, Leo," she added softly before standing up. "I'll see you around."
As she walked away, Leo's eyes lingered on her for a moment before returning to his phone. The infinity symbol stared back at him, mocking his disbelief.
Leo wasted no time. After stopping by a convenience store, he filled a basket with absurdly expensive items—imported chocolates, gourmet snacks, and a top-shelf energy drink that cost more than his usual lunch.
When he reached the counter, the cashier raised an eyebrow. "You sure about all this, kid?"
"Yeah, no problem," Leo replied, trying to sound nonchalant.
The total rang up to nearly $300. He tapped his phone, and the payment went through instantly.
The cashier's expression shifted from suspicion to awe. "Man, must be nice to be rich."
Leo left the store with his purchases, a wide grin spreading across his face.
Back in his room, Leo sprawled out on his bed, surrounded by his extravagant haul. He popped open the overpriced energy drink, taking a long sip as he stared at his phone.
"This is insane," he muttered, refreshing the app again just to make sure the infinity symbol was still there.
He sat up suddenly, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Wait a second... I'm basically unstoppable."
Before he could start planning his next outrageous purchase, his mom's voice rang out from the kitchen.
"Leo! Dinner's ready, and if you don't set the table, no food for you!"
Leo groaned, tossing his phone onto the bed. "Even gods have chores..."
Chapitre 2: Chapter 2: A Very Expensive Gift
Leo sat in his room, staring at the ceiling as he absentmindedly scrolled through his phone. He had just finished buying a ridiculous amount of snacks, and while the novelty of infinite money was still fresh, something had been gnawing at him all morning.
His parents—good, hardworking people—had always been there for him. They never asked for anything extravagant, always happy with the small joys life gave them. But he knew they were struggling. They worked long hours at jobs that barely paid enough to cover their bills. His mom still drove that old, dented sedan that made an embarrassing racket whenever it started. His dad had a rusty pickup truck that broke down every other week.
Leo blinked. Maybe... just maybe, he could finally give them something nice. He wasn't going to buy them a flashy sports car—he wasn't that dumb. It would be wasted on them. They wouldn't even know what to do with it. But a good, practical car? That was something they could use.
Yeah, something luxurious. Not flashy, just... expensive.
It didn't take long for Leo to find a dealership. One quick Google search, and he was on his way. The place was called Grandeur Motors, and it looked sleek, modern, and way too fancy for Leo's usual taste. But he had money to burn and a point to prove.
The minute he stepped into the dealership, a salesperson in a sharp suit approached him. The man, tall and with an over-polished smile, greeted Leo with the enthusiasm of someone who knew he was about to make a commission.
"Good afternoon, sir! Welcome to Grandeur Motors. How can I assist you today?" The salesperson was practically vibrating with excitement.
"I'm looking to buy a car. Something practical. Luxurious, but not too flashy," Leo said casually, putting his hands in his pockets.
The salesman nodded enthusiastically, clearly thrilled by the prospect of a sale. "Of course, sir! I understand. Let me show you our most popular luxury models."
He led Leo past row after row of expensive cars, some sleek and futuristic, others vintage and sophisticated. But Leo wasn't really paying attention. He wasn't interested in the specifics, just the price tag. He wanted something that would make his parents proud—something that would scream success, but without yelling I'm a millionaire in everyone's face.
"Here it is, sir," the salesman said, dramatically stopping in front of a car. Leo blinked. It was sleek, silver, with smooth curves that made it look like something out of a spy movie.
"Wow," Leo said, impressed by how... normal it looked. "This one looks good. What's the price?"
The salesman hesitated. He'd been expecting Leo to ask about performance specs or some other technical nonsense, but the price? That was where the magic happened. "This model, sir, is the Altrion 850. It's our flagship vehicle—sophisticated, understated, and top of the line."
Leo nodded, pretending he understood every word. "Great, so, uh, how much?"
The salesman smiled wider. "It's... well, the price is listed at $2.9 million, sir."
Leo's eyes widened, but only slightly. He had expected something expensive, but this? "That's... not too much, right? I mean, it's luxurious but not flashy."
The salesman's smile faltered for a second, but he quickly recovered. "No, no, sir. It's the perfect balance of luxury and refinement. Absolutely not flashy."
Leo nodded again, already convinced. "I'll take it."
The salesperson's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. His voice dropped to a low, reverent tone. "You mean... you really want to buy this? Right now?"
Leo gave him a casual look. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" He wasn't really paying attention anymore. "Just, uh, don't take too much time, alright?"
The paperwork was finalized faster than Leo could process. Within the hour, he was standing next to his new car, ready to drive it home.
When his parents arrived to pick him up, they were met with the sight of a sleek, silver car they couldn't even begin to fathom.
"Uh... Leo, what is this?" His dad looked at the car, then at Leo, utterly confused.
"I bought it for you guys," Leo said, grinning like it was no big deal. "It's for the family. A nice, practical car, nothing too flashy."
His mom and dad exchanged a confused glance. They didn't know the first thing about luxury cars, but they weren't going to argue with their son. He had just bought them a brand new car, for goodness' sake.
"Well... it's nice," his mom said hesitantly, glancing at the sleek curves of the car. "But... is this one of those fancy brands? It's too... shiny. I don't know anything about car like this."
Leo waved it off. "Oh, no. It's nothing too fancy. Just a good, solid car. I looked at the specs. It's best. Trust me, you'll love it."
His dad rubbed his chin, still unsure but too proud to argue. "Well, Leo, if you say so. Thank you, son. This is... a real surprise."
Leo smiled, a little smug now. "No problem. It's nothing. You guys deserve it."
Back at the dealership, the salesman was watching Leo drive off with his parents, still in shock.
"Did... did he really just buy an Altrion 850 without batting an eye?" one of the other salespeople asked, his jaw hanging open.
"Yeah, but without even asking what brand it was? I mean, that's one of the most expensive models we have. And... the guy didn't even care. He just wanted it."
Another salesperson shook his head in disbelief. "That kid must be a billionaire. I can tell you."
As Leo drove the car home, his parents chatting excitedly in the backseat, Leo couldn't help but think how much of a win this was. They didn't know it was a $3 million car, and frankly, he didn't care. All that mattered was that they were happy—and that he had gotten them something that would make them feel proud for once.
He didn't even know what brand the car was or why it cost so much. He just knew he had infinite money, and that meant he could do whatever the heck he wanted.
"Not bad at all," Leo muttered to himself as he turned up the radio, a content grin on his face.
As they pulled into the driveway, his dad patted his shoulder. "Thanks again, Leo. You really outdid yourself."
"Yeah, no problem," Leo said, waving off the praise. "I'm just getting started."
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