A New Beginning

Adam stepped off the bus and paused for a moment as the midday sun beat down on him. The harsh light revealed a vast, open landscape stretching before him—endless fields that looked both inviting and desolate.

The road leading into the farmland was quiet and empty, with only the occasional distant vehicle passing by. The silence was eerie, as if the world around him had slowed down to a standstill.

He took a deep, steadying breath and looked around. Large stretches of farmland lay in every direction. Some areas were lush and green, where healthy crops swayed gently in the breeze.

Other patches were barren, the soil dry and cracked, showing that the land had known hard times. Adam's eyes moved slowly over the landscape, taking in every detail.

In his hand, he clutched a certificate. It was freshly obtained that very morning from the Property Transaction Department. The document confirmed that he was now the owner of a piece of land—a modest parcel that lay right by the road.

He glanced down at the certificate and muttered softly, "So, this is it… my land is right by the road." His voice was quiet but full of meaning, as he accepted the reality of his new beginning.

Turning to his right, Adam saw a vast, open field that stretched as far as the eye could see. The field was covered with patches of green grass that glistened in the sunlight.

Because the road was slightly elevated above the field, he had to step down carefully to reach it. As he walked farther into the field, he noted the few vehicles that passed by—a sign that this place was very isolated.

The very isolation of the land gave him hope. He knew that secrecy was the key; the further away from prying eyes he was, the better it would be for his plans.

A slow smile spread across Adam's face. 'Perfect,' he thought to himself.

The land was remote, untouched, and free from unwanted attention.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small tube—a transparent container that held a thick, black liquid. Holding it up against the bright sunlight, he swirled the liquid inside so that it caught the light.

A low murmur of satisfaction escaped him as he whispered, "So, this is Black Gold."

He knew that the liquid was crude oil, a valuable resource that could change the course of his future.

Earlier that day, he had acquired a sample of crude oil by bribing a factory worker with a thousand dollars. It was not refined, and it was raw in its nature, but it held immense potential. For Adam, this sample was the first step toward something greater.

Standing alone in the field, Adam felt the warm sun on his face and the cool breeze in the air. He was both nervous and excited. Carefully, he uncapped the small tube and poured a small amount of the oil onto his palm. The thick liquid glistened as it spread across his skin, dark and heavy.

He closed his eyes and whispered, "Copy."

Almost as if on cue, the corner of his vision flickered, and a faint blue dot appeared. In a flash, a system window materialized before him, its message clear and precise:

> Congratulations, Host!

> You have successfully copied 1 cubic meter of crude oil.

A smirk formed on Adam's lips as he realized that his special ability was working exactly as planned.

This power, which allowed him to copy objects and store them in his inventory, was the very tool that would help him change his life.

Without a moment's hesitation, he threw the remaining oil onto the ground in a controlled motion. He then quickly wiped his hands clean and crouched down beside the freshly oiled patch of earth.

He placed his palm gently against the soil and whispered once more, "Please, let this work..." With eyes closed and concentration deep, he willed his command into existence. 

Then, in a low, determined voice, he said, "Paste Crude Oil."

Another blue window flashed before him. This time, the window displayed a prompt asking:

> Would you like to paste the copied object into an external area? 

> Please specify the width, depth, and height for placement.

Adam's eyes widened in shock. He had not expected such a detailed prompt. Yet, excitement surged through him as he realized the power he now wielded. "It worked!" he thought with a burst of exhilaration.

Keeping his hand on the ground, he focused on the blank fields shown in the system window.

As if his mind were directly connected to the system, values began to fill in automatically for the dimensions of the area he wanted to fill with oil. In a matter of seconds, the window disappeared, replaced by a new notification:

> Congratulations, Host!

> You have successfully pasted crude oil into the external area.

At that exact moment, another window popped up—a map of the very land Adam was standing on. His eyes quickly shifted from the map to the ground beneath his feet.

There, on the map, a red dot pulsed steadily at his location. Underneath the surface, new oil deposits began to appear on the map. Adam's heart pounded as he stared at the screen.

A wide grin spread across his face as he whispered excitedly, "I did it... I just created an underground oil reserve!" The realization that he had not only copied oil but also managed to place it into the ground in a controlled manner was overwhelming.

This new oil reserve was a game changer—an untapped resource that could eventually become the foundation of his wealth.

Adam stepped back from the spot where he had just pasted the oil and stared at the land beneath his feet. The open field, the quiet isolation, and the map now glowing with red oil deposits all filled him with a fierce sense of possibility. His mind raced as he considered what lay ahead.

"Now, all I need to do is finalize the land ownership… then, my grand plan can begin." he thought aloud.

In that moment, he envisioned a future where this piece of land would be the cornerstone of his growing empire—a place where he could harness the value of oil to build his business and change the very fabric of the economy around him.

He took another look at the certificate in his hand, feeling its weight as both a legal document and a symbol of his new beginning.

The country he lived in was called "Fieland." It was a small nation, not large by any means, and it was not rich in natural resources.

Instead, Field depended heavily on importing crude oil from foreign powers. This reliance made the nation vulnerable—its economy and inflation were tied directly to the fluctuating prices of oil set by powerful oil-exporting corporations.

In Field, the oil giants ruled with an iron fist. They set the prices, controlled the supply, and decided the fortunes of entire industries.

The common people suffered when prices soared, and only the rich and powerful managed to thrive. But Adam had seen something that others had not. He had seen the future.

He knew which technologies would rise, which industries would boom, and which would collapse under the weight of greed and mismanagement.

For now, the world of Fieland was still running on crude oil. Countries, businesses, and even entire empires still depended on it. And now, Adam had placed himself at the very center of this essential resource.

A slow, satisfied grin crept across his face as he whispered to himself, "The future belongs to those who take control of it… and I intend to take everything."

In that quiet, isolated field, with the sun high above and the freshly minted oil reserve hidden beneath the soil, Adam's mind raced with dreams of empire.

His thoughts were filled with plans for large-scale operations, for using the oil to build power plants, refineries, and even new businesses that could change the economic landscape of Field.

He imagined a future where he would no longer be at the mercy of foreign oil giants, but the one who controlled the flow of energy and wealth.

The land before him was not just a piece of property—it was a blank canvas upon which he would paint his destiny. With a deep breath, Adam carefully stored the certificate in his secure inventory.

He then turned, his eyes shining with determination as he began walking down the long, dusty road. Each step echoed with the promise of a new beginning and the hope that everything was finally going to change.