Wealth Punishment System
Alfredo Maverick
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[Morning mission is done! 200 Coins have been added!]
[Now your coin count is 1850 coins!]
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Name: Farelino Adhitama/Aberto Maverick
Age: 18 years/ -
Level: 3 (100/200)
Coin: 1,850
Skills:
Level 10 fighting skill
Level 8 intelligence skill
Level 8 cooking skill
Charisma skill level 8
Level 10 driving skill
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It seemed like there was something different.The system level was already three, and Fano needed another 100 points to move up to level four. It's still six o'clock in the morning, Fano has just invited two new friends to jog next to the apartment building. The two boys can only circle up to two rounds, in contrast to Fano who must be six rounds, otherwise he does not get coins.
It's worth 200 coins, that's a hundred million. So you could say Fano's salary is one hundred million just by exercising in the morning, hehe.
[Should I lower the number of coins?]
‘Nak aja!’
Fano is currently resting in the park while sitting on one of the park benches under a large tree. It's very cool, especially it's still early in the morning.
Oh right, Yoshi and Dave are going to buy some marrow porridge, for breakfast. Fano was curious about the marrow porridge so he let them go while continuing to run, now it was
they finished and rested and did not return.
Almost forgot, Fano would have the reward of leveling up in storage.
“This storage for what?”
[You can keep something in that box, suppose you get a land certificate, you can choose to keep it in that box so you can pick it up whenever you want]
“Why just say now? Can you keep all my valuable papers in the box? Oh yes, and the bathbmob boxes that I have bought as well, are there any storage limits?”
[Of course there is no]
[I've moved it, please check it yourself in the storage box]
Fano selects the STORAGE menu. There
all the items that Fano stored in it appeared small pictures, if Fano wanted to take them just touch the picture of the goods.
Oho! There was a picture of a treasure chest, it must have been his leveling reward yesterday. Fano immediately touched the picture of the treasure chest.
[CONGRATULATIONS!! You get one villa unit with views over the mountain]
After that the treasure chest icon had turned the image into a villa certificate, Fano inspected the certificate carefully. It was a villa that was at the top that had a view above the beautiful peak, the price of one of its villas could reach hundreds of billions.
Damn once a weekend later Fano has various plans can not vacation!!
“Fano!!”
Oh that's them, carrying some packages that look like porridge. Fano immediately saved the certificate, hopefully they did not see that Fano had done something magical. But since their distance is still far from Fano, so it must be safe.
“We bought chicken porridge too, I also bought for my mother.” Yoshi said after they got close to Fano.
“I also bought for my parents, they were overtime and just came home last night” Dave said.
“Sama.. My mother also overtime, even just came home at one hour, where she had to return to work later at nine” said Yoshi.
They walked back into the apartment.
“You so pick up Angel at his house Fano?” ask Yoshi
“Yes, all deliver goods for his mother Angel” replied Fano
“That expensive bathbomb? I asked my mother to wear it later. Pity for sure my mother is tired” said Yoshi.
“If I wear it can I be handsome like brother Fano?” dave asked, Fano reached out his hand to pinch Dave's chewy, pliable cheek.
“You are already handsome..just still a kid,” said Fano.
“Kalo me?” ask Yoshi
Fano smiled at him “You are also handsome.It's just that you have cute genes, so can't look more mature”.
“There are cute genes!” Yoshi
“Ssshh don't be noisy, we're again at lift” Fano
“Terus why? If you're in the elevator?” Dave
“...” Yoshi
“No ghost kak” Dave
“Kok you guys aren't scared anyway? No fun ah” Fano.
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Fano this morning so picked up Angel, all selling bathbombs to Angel's mother, also showed her permission letters.
Because Angel's house was quite far away, so Fano returned to the car to go to Angel's house, the luxurious Rolls Royce car.
Until Angel's house, it turns out his father Angel just wanted to leave, but this is still morning you know.
“You're her friend Angel?” ask her father Angel, while glancing at Fano's luxury car.
“True om, I am here to pick up Angel all to deliver goods order aunt” replied Fano, trying as polite as possible.
His father Angel smiled and then patted Fano “Not usually young people like you have been in business. Even though you are a child, but you are great too, do not give up ya – by the way your car?” ask her father Angel.
Should Fano admit it was his car? Fano doesn't want to be too flashy, it will make him an easy target for criminals. He did not want to experience troublesome things alone.
‘I can lie to hide my identity for a while right?’
[However, I can create a new identity easily too]
‘Then make the identity of Alfredo Maverick, later if I have a stock gift, make it on behalf of Alfredo Maverick only, age 22 years’
[You intentionally?]
‘Make it’
[Okay]
“Actually I have a master, I am only his assistant” said Fano
“Oh yes? So that car.”
“It belongs to my master, the car was unused in the garage so I used it”
His father Angel is imagining how rich Fano's employer is, he sells paltry goods at a premium quality of millions, not to mention cars priced in the tens of billions just like unused goods in a garage.
“Can I know who your master is?”
Fano nods small “Actually this is a bit secret but since you are the father of my good friend, I will tell you, his name is Alfredo Maverick”
His father Angel just nodded at the new name, it sounded foreign and familiar too, the name sounded old-fashioned but still very cool.
“Alright, may you be successful with your efforts, I leave first” said his father Angel, before entering his car that was ready from earlier.
Alfredo Maverick was supposed to be the name of his son Albert. Albert also had a long-time lover, but he regretted it, because in the end he only made them ashamed of having a husband and father like him. If his son is still alive, he must be 22 years old, considering it's been 20 years since Albert's death.
[Don't want to find their whereabouts?]
‘I don't think. I'm afraid of hearing bad things’
[You can be afraid of it]
Sure oes.. Fano so remember Angel's words, having fear does not mean you are weak.
Fano calmed down and went to Angel's house.
“Fano for a minute... Angel is a bit old because we have to look for a new uniform again immediately, because the size changes – I am so worried... is it okay is he that straight???” said Angel's mother, Elena.
Angel's mother's name is Elena, her father's name is Beni Graham. So Angel's name is Angel Graham.
They own the Graham Group company which is still under The Royal Group, once the center of Royal Group in Indonesia, but is now changing in America. The hospital that was then treating Fano, which still belonged to the young doctor, Tio, who was good it still had something to do with The Royal Group as well. Fano was able to find out on the internet last night because he could not sleep.
But the owner of The Royal Group did not like Albert too much, even though Albert was his son-in-law. Maybe it was because the very evil Albert took their beloved daughter.
It's complicated Albert's life.
Now Fano wants to start a simpler life.
“Angel will be fine aunt, do not worry” said Fano, after all Fano did not think Angel last night was very thin. can still be said to be fat anyway, but it is better. It even looks healthier.
What is skinny trying?
Elena was looking through the boxes of bathbomb that Fano gave as well as his license, Elena photographed him to be evidence.
“If aunty orders again, aunty just order via message, or it could be through Angel” said Fano.
“Do you have Fano's office? If there is an office easier” suggested Elena
“We are still starting, so of course I am thinking of having my own office, my master also asked like that” said Fano
“Master? So you have an employer?”
“True, I'm just an assistant course”
Elena smiled “Definitely your employer is a great person huh.”
Fano only responded with a smile.
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