Mysterious_Ghost

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[ Congratulations, Host! The Strongest Family System has been bound! ]

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“Huh? I’ve transmigrated…” Arthur muttered, his voice barely above a whisper as he surveyed his bewildering new surroundings. Confusion washed over him like a tidal wave.

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Arthur was just an ordinary corporate worker, an overworked cog in the relentless machine of corporate life. 

After seven grueling days of nonstop overtime, his body finally gave out, collapsing right before his computer screen at home. 

He thought that was it; he thought he was dead. But little did he know, fate had something extraordinary in store for him.

Instead of fading into oblivion, Arthur found himself thrust into a vast and unfamiliar world, one ten times larger than Earth itself! 

To his astonishment, he had become the head of the Osborn family, a once-mighty lineage now teetering on the brink of destruction.

Bound by the standard configuration for all transmigrators: The System which is the [Strongest Family System ], Arthur faced an epic challenge: to transform the faltering Osborn family into the most powerful dynasty in existence. 

Join Arthur on this thrilling adventure as he navigates treacherous waters filled with intrigue, power, influence and danger. 

Can he lead a declining family back to glory and secure their place at the top?



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Building The Strongest Family

The air was crisp that night, not biting cold, but just sharp enough to make each breath feel alive.

Behind them, Neo-Luminara's Sector 3 buzzed with life: muted chatter floated through the air, electric buses zipped past like shooting stars, and holographic ads flickered with synthetic joy.

Yet out here, beyond the crowded main lanes, the world felt softer and more intimate.

Billy and Kaia strolled side by side under the warm glow of faulty streetlamps.

Their shift at YoruMart had wrapped up less than an hour ago. Kaia had insisted on walking instead of hopping on the skytram, a choice Billy hadn't questioned.

Neither of them was in a rush to return to their cramped rented rooms; there was something about walking that made conversation flow more freely, like the rhythm of their footsteps released their thoughts into the night.

Kaia tightened her jacket around her waist and asked, "You still haven't eaten, have you?"

The Long Talk