The rhythm under the lamp

I'm Kenny Clark,
German Descent.
This is Miami, city of paradise, the City of Sin.
Socialites packed in, drug lords running loose.
This is the world of money and power, the realm of guns and death.
This is the playground for opportunities and adventurers, the abyss of despair and helplessness.
I'm just a kid from the chaotic slums.
Until one day, fate underwent a dramatic change.
My VR game turned into reality!
My life has become one game instance after another!
I can get everything!
Passing the game instance, my physical fitness improves and I can gain countless abilities.
Lock picking, piano, hand-to-hand combat, shooting...
Until I'm standing at the top of the human pyramid.
Wealth, power, women, they'll all become my prey.

My Realistic Adult Game

The cleavage could be seen on her chest.


Her long blonde hair was pinned up at the back of her head.


"Kenny, I'm sorry, this is an exhibit, a high-spec Corvette. You can choose a model that you like."


Grace rejected me once more, pointing to the other regular models.


[Is he another one to waste my time? Why do these people always give me trouble? Beggar!]


Her expression was sweet, but inside, she was filled with disdain. She even inwardly cursed me as a beggar!


Arrogance and prejudice are embodied in her, like a fly buzzing around those with money, and like a fly swatter for people like me, hoping to drive you away.


Quickly complete the transaction because you can't bring her anything more.


The reality is cruel. What you face is not just poverty, but also the ridicule and neglect brought by poverty.


"Kenny, are you asking about this car?"


"A hundred and ten thousand US Dollars."


Chapter 45: No One Can Threaten Me (Part 4)