Risaliyah

Noah, a highschooler was struggling due to his family's poverty and his father's declining health.

Despite that, he was content with his life... Until he visited his girl, trying to surprise her with a gift.

"~~~" Muffled sounds came out of her room as he stood at the door.

"She is... cheating on me?"

Just as Noah is about to confront her, a mysterious robotic voice echoes in his mind:

[Ding! Congratulations to the host binding the Ultimate Choice System!]

Option 1: Enter the room. 
[$100 Reward and a green hat]

Option 2: Leave the house and break up later.
[Rolls Royce Phantom and Basic-Driving Skill Reward]

Option 3: Marry her mother. 
[Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, Intermediate-Driving Skill  and $10,000 Reward]

"Naturally, option 3." He grinned.

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Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

Noah turned, leaving the jungle behind as he headed toward his team.

Through Advanced Clairvoyance, he could already see them stationed at the helipad—a short distance away, perched on elevated ground, where the extraction chopper had landed.

They were on full alert, weapons aimed outward, their stances tight and defensive.

Even as Noah approached, their fingers remained on their triggers, their eyes sweeping the surrounding terrain.

Then, a voice crackled through his earpiece, sharp and professional.

"Captain? We are ready to take off. Over."

"I will arrive shortly. Over."

He kept moving, his pace calm, as the cool night air wrapped around him.

The chaos of battle had passed, leaving behind only the scattered corpses of the men who had dared to step foot on this mission.

Breakthrough