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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Disclaimer: 'Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

As Noah left the office, his phone buzzed with another update. $13 million now. All before his first class had even begun.

The day stretched ahead—orientation schedules, campus tours, introductory lectures. All the trappings of normal university life.

"Sir," his AI assistant's voice came through, "Phase Two complete. Would you like to proceed to Phase Three?"

Noah checked his orientation schedule. First lecture: Introduction to Algorithms.

"Start Phase Three," he murmured. "Whilst I check out the orientation first."

Noah checked his watch and quickened his pace. "I have ten minutes before the lecture starts. The main building isn't too far as well. I should be able to make it," he muttered, weaving between groups of chattering students.

The Computer Science Department occupied a striking blend of old and new—a historic stone building with modern glass extensions housing cutting-edge technology.

First Lecture