Eater Blade: Grinding in Apocalypse - Chapter 6: LEVEL 2 HIGH EATER: THE RUNNER.

On the day he experienced the most shocking betrayal of his life, as if that wasn't enough, he was beaten half-dead—and that was when the Infinite Wealth System awakened within him.[System Activation Complete!][Congratulations, Jayden Cole. You have been chosen as the Host of the Infinite Wealth System.][Now let’s fix your miserable life!]Thus, the Infinite Wealth System changed his life.The system tasked him with completing many challenging missions—some that could even threaten his life or land him in grave trouble—but the rewards were mighty![Task #002: Buy the most expensive item in a luxury store. Pay in cash. Say, ‘Keep the change.’][Reward: 1 Million Dollars!]---[Task #004: Slap your troublesome landlord with a rent receipt and say, ‘I just bought your building.’][Reward: 5 Million Dollars!]-------[Task #005: Take a beautiful rich lady you never knew to a 5-star hotel and spend one week with her. You must nut her twice or more!][Reward: 20 Million Dollars!]---[Task #007: Attend a luxury auction. Outbid a billionaire on a Rolex and walk away without collecting it.][Reward: 15 Million Dollars!]---As the world’s most dangerous and outrageous missions begin piling up—from dismantling corporations to outwitting billionaires’ most important workers and daughters—one thing becomes clear:Jayden won’t just climb the ladder of success. He’ll set fire to it and build his own throne at the top.Power. Vengeance. Wealth. Women.And one man bold enough to claim them all.

I remember the story of a novel I had read in my previous life just before my marriage. If you don’t mess up the wedding, you’ll be poisoned by your husband! So I kissed the pastor who was in charge of the ceremony.

“Commander, are you alright?” shouted one of the holy knights as he approached the pastor who was kissed.

Huh, what?

Wait … are you the commander of the Holy Knights?

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Rurutia, who was about to die, wanted to spend her last moment in a temple where she felt at ease the most. She started a business with her friends for the temple, and it was a big hit.

“Miss, you have the world in the palm of your hands!”

“Are you a God who has descended to Earth?”

In the midst of being embarrassed by the large crown, the commander of the holy knights himself was also acting strange.

“All I wish for is to be your husband,” he said, his eyes shining with obsession. “Take responsibility for stealing my first kiss.”

This is all so wrong.

It seems that I changed my future.

Oliver Patrick, the Greatest General in Stormfront's history has a secret - a secret not many know. They think that his Iron WIll was built overnight. They know not the path of suffering he walked, as the slave Beam, to reach his destiny as King, and then Emperor.This is that story. A true story, of progress, struggle, hardship and strength. A story of greatness achieved without a system. A story of how one unknown boy's struggle transformed a continent forever.//ExtractThe arm dropped to the floor, as did the head. Spear points raced past the falling corpse as the goblins sought to take advantage of his momentary lapse in attention. But the tide had already shifted. The equilibrium that had kept the battle going for so long was shattered. With no bruiser to take care of their front lines and distract his attention, the goblins in front of him were no match for his speed.He employed his misdirection as he normally might, feigning the same backwards step that he had practised over and over, before leaping forward, catching the goblin off guard, twisting his body to avoid its spear and forcing his blade into its throat.It let out a high-pitched squeal as it dropped its spear and attempted to stem the tide of blood that was spurting from the wound. The goblin next to it squealed too, in fear this time, as its eyes widened, seeing two of its comrades dealt with so easily in quick succession. Beam saw it take a backwards step, as it attempted to turn and run away. But he was on it before it had a chance. He wrapped his arm around its neck and drove a sword through its back.Rather than let the corpse fall to the floor as he normally might, he held onto this one, enduring its death throes. Once life had finally left its body, he shifted it into place as a meat shield. Two arrows thudded against it, almost piercing it straight through. But the time they reached Beam the momentum was entirely gone – though they touched him, they did not even pierce his clothes.Slowly, with his meat shield in place, Beam advanced on the remaining goblins. They both shared a glance with each other as they dared to fire another volley, before turning on their heels and attempting to sprint away.“Stay,” a brief moment of eye contact, and one of the goblins was rooted in place. Beam tossed his shield aside and picked up a spear instead. With a twist of his hips and shoulder, the spear went soaring, impaling the running goblin straight through its stomach. Its bow fell to the ground, as strength left its hands. It then fell to its knees, before falling face down to the floor, pushing the spear back through itself.

In the 1960s, resources were extremely scarce. Thankfully, she had a personal space filled with supplies, ensuring she never lacked for food and clothing.