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 city lights of Neo-Luminara sparkled like a dazzling constellation beneath the obsidian sky, a breathtaking tapestry of civilization stretching endlessly.

At the heart of this urban marvel stood the newly completed Osborn Mega Commercial Plaza, a towering testament to audacity, ambition, and now, vulnerability, bracing itself against storms from every direction.

Inside the plaza's sleek office, silence reigned.

The polished black marble floors mirrored the overhead lights, while only the faint hum of the automated ventilation system broke the stillness.

The lingering scent of imported mahogany and fresh orchids hinted at Bureau Head Derrick's recent visit.

Arthur stood at the center of the room, his back turned to the door. Then suddenly, an unsettling shift in the air signaled a change within him.

A low, cold laugh escaped Arthur's lips as he turned slowly.

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