The car glided through the sleeping city like a shadow with wheels.
Inside, Reyan and Arya sat silently, their eyes wide as they stared at the futuristic dashboard. No driver. No engine sound. Just soft music playing in the background and a screen that said:
> Welcome, Master Reyan. Estimated arrival: 18 minutes. Destination: Zenith-9 Sky Penthouse.
Arya leaned close to Reyan, whispering like she might wake from a dream.
"Reyan… what's happening?"
Reyan didn't answer immediately. He stared out the window at the neon skyline as it blurred by, a thousand times brighter than the slum lights they were used to. For years, they had watched the rich from the bottom. Now, he was moving among them.
But unlike them, he was carrying 999 centillion dollars… and a secret more powerful than any weapon.
He finally replied, "You don't have to worry about anything anymore."
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Meanwhile, Elsewhere in the City…
In the financial district, CEOs sat in high towers, calculating profits. In underground bunkers, data analysts traced global transactions, hunting down black money and terrorist funds. In national reserves, vaults full of gold were constantly tracked by satellites.
Yet not one system, not one AI, not one agency—noticed the appearance of a new name.
> Reyan: Net Worth: 999 CENTILLION USD
Status: Invisible to All Economic Systems
Classification: System-Protected Entity
He was now the wealthiest being on Earth.
And nobody knew.
The richest person in the world didn't exist on paper.
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Zenith-9 Tower
The car came to a gentle stop outside an enormous black-glass skyscraper in the private sector of New Era City—where only billionaires lived.
Security guards didn't even question the vehicle. Facial recognition had already marked Reyan as a VIP.
As the doors opened, a woman in a formal white uniform stepped forward.
"Welcome to Zenith-9, Mr. Ryu. Your penthouse is ready. This way, please."
"Ryu?" Arya whispered.
Reyan nodded, smiling. "Our new name."
The elevator ride took them 160 floors up—through clouds.
When the doors opened, Arya gasped.
It wasn't just an apartment. It was a palace in the sky.
White marble floors.
Floor-to-ceiling glass walls showing all of New Era City.
A grand piano.
Soft-touch couches.
Digital climate controls.
Fully stocked gourmet kitchen.
Bedroom bigger than their entire old house.
Arya stood frozen.
"...This can't be real."
Reyan hugged her from behind. "It is now."
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Later That Night
Arya had fallen asleep in a bed softer than anything she had ever known, hugging a teddy bear Reyan had ordered instantly via system command.
Reyan stepped into the balcony. The night air was cold, but he felt no chill.
He opened the Infinity Wealth Core system again.
> Current Funds: 999 Centillion USD (No change)
Spend Log: $250,000,000 spent on secure property, staff, transport, and legal identity.
Interest Regeneration: +$3.2 Quintillion per Second (Compounding)
You will never run out of money.
Reyan exhaled slowly. "Good."
> "System," he whispered, "Tell me what I can do."
> [You may: ]
Buy Nations
Control Economies
Build Secret Armies
Create Undetectable Tech
Cure Diseases
Erase Names from History
Own Everything and Still Be Unknown
Reyan smirked.
> "I don't want the world to know me. Not yet. I want to help my sister first. Quietly. Safely."
> "Activate silent spending mode. No global alerts. Hide all transactions."
> [Confirmed: You are now The World's Richest Ghost.]
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End of Chapter 3