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Supreme Emperor System

Michael was just an ordinary boy living in modern-day America. He grew up in an orphanage with a bleak future. One day he acquired a mysterious package only to inherit a system. Join Michael as he changes his fate and conquers his destiny; armed with a mysterious system that tries to convince him to take over the world. This is my first novel so I would appreciate any constructive criticism and support. This novel will also be posted on RoyalRoad.

Red_Tempest · Urban
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80 Chs

Aftermath

All the exits to the MGM Grand were blocked by security guards. Michael had to come up with a spontaneous escape plan before his camouflage wore off. Michael checked his inventory and noticed a smoke grenade he got from the bikers.

Michael walked to an inconspicuous corner and tossed the grenade. Smoke started rising up, soon a customer noticed it.

"Fire! Fire! there look."

He pointed at the smoke while attracting the attention of everyone nearby. The smoke alarm went off causing mass panic. Everybody knew that in an emergency situation you have to calm down and maintain order but people rarely practiced that strategy.

The guards had no choice but to stop blocking the exits. Michael blended in with the crowd and exited the building. He ran straight to his motel and slammed the door shut. There was still 30 mins left for the potion to wear off. He was so nervous that he was starting to hyperventilate. He sat down and started to meditate.

Back at MGM Grand

Vincent was still nervously waiting for a follow-up phone call from the security team. Did they get the cameras working again? Why haven't they called back yet? Vincent had an uneasy feeling; like something bad was happening to the casino.

Suddenly, The fire alarm went off stunning everyone at the casino. Taylor Swift stopped singing and started to run away. The whole audience was shaken and also started to flee for the exits.

Vincent cursed under his breath; now he was absolutely sure that someone was messing with the casino. First, the lights flickered, then the cameras went offline and now there is a fire! He tried to soothe the shareholders and led them through the VIP Exit.

"Wee Woo Wee Woo"

The Fire Department had already arrived and started evacuating everyone while checking the source of the fire. It took two hours to clear the building and to declare it as a false alarm. As soon as the firefighters left Vincent ran to the security room.

"What is the update? Did someone break in?" Vincent asked. The technicians were evacuated too so they just got back and were checking the system. "Sir I think you might want to look at this" One of the technicians pointed to the monitor that was showing the vault.

The only problem was that there is no Vault. Vincent immediately ran to the Vault room. The elevator door was cut apart leaving him stranded. He contacted the guards at the bottom floor and verified that the vault really was gone.

Vincent was enraged; how did the robbers steal the entire vault? For the sake of the Insurance company, Vincent had to call and report the theft to the police. However, he secretly send his men out to investigate.

Vincent spend the rest of the day attending the board meeting and talking to police officers. He knew he was in deep trouble. Even if the insurance will replace the money they will refuse to insure the casino in the future. The casino had to shut down until a new Vault was installed; which could take weeks.

Vincent knew not everyone was happy with him being on the throne, so they were going to blame him for the losses. Furthermore, several months back the Board of Directors tried to appoint a security chief and Vincent stopped them. At that time he thought they were trying to take away his authority, however, now he realized how sorely they needed one. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret. The MGM Grand lost a lot of reputation because of the fire drill and the subsequent police investigation.

The only solace Vincent had was that he knew he would find the thieves and get his revenge. He contacted the men he sent to investigate.

"Is there any news?" Vincent asked.

"No sir we have not found anything yet. It seems to be a professional team." Vincent's lackey replied.

"Find them before the cops do. I want to personally deal with them" Vincent ordered. He checked his watch and noticed it was already 7:45 PM. He was supposed to be home in his sauna. He resolved to make sure that the people responsible for the heist will have a miserable end.

Vincent's Mega Mansion

A stealthy figure was breaking into the mansion. He slowly breached the lock on the back patio door and silently sneaked into the mansion. This secretive figure was Michael Rodriguez. Michael's revenge was not over yet.

The vault in his inventory is locked because the hand scanner had a backup battery that lasts for a week. He needed Vincent's hand to unlock the vault. He silently waited for Vincent to come home.

He heard moans coming from the Bedroom. Vincent's personal chef he flew in from Italy was busy with his trophy wife. Michael smiled; this is why old men should not bite off more than they can chew.

Michael initially planned on killing Vincent but he realized it would be much better to make him live after losing everything. He worked hard his entire life to take over the casino and make it flourish; now at 65 years, Vincent has to watch it all fall apart. Besides Vincent was already nearing his expiration date. Rather than giving him early relief, it was much better to let him spent the rest of his life in misery.

Michael heard a car pulling into the driveway; he quickly barged into the bedroom and knocked out the stunned chef and cheating wife. He planned on leaving the scene for Vincent to enjoy.

Vincent unlocked the door and walked into his house. He was surprised to find a masked man in his living room.

"Who are you? How did you get in here? Where is my wife?" Vincent send off a series of questions.

"You do not need to know who I am. As far as your wife goes, she is busy in the bedroom with your chef." The stranger replied.

"Damn that whore, I knew she was up to something. She is always taking cooking lessons from Roberto." Vincent cursed. This day just kept getting worse. He turned to the masked man.

"Why are you here? what do you want?"

Michael sneered and replied, " I am here to borrow a hand." Before Vincent could question further, Michael knocked him out. He then pulled out the vault from his inventory in Vincent's Living room. The vault was so heavy it crushed the luxurious hardwood floor.

Michael used Vincent's hand to open the vault. As he opened the Vault door, he was greeted by glorious smiling presidents. He quickly absorbed all the cash and decided to ransack the house for anything valuable.

Michael's first destination was Vincent's Garage. Since Vincent started off as a valet driver, he held a soft spot for supercars. The 20 car garage held the biggest hypercar collection Michael has ever seen: Laferrari, Koenigsegg Regera, Mclaren P1, Porsche 918 spyder, Pagani Huayra, Bugatti Chiron and an Aston Martin Valkyrie. The cars were so expensive that Michael knew he could not drive them. These cars are all limited edition and the manufacturer kept track of each model. Nevertheless, Michael still absorbed each one into his inventory.

Moving on to the Office, Michael found a safe with nearly $6 million in cash and some gold coins. After salvaging everything he wanted to, Michael left the home after calling 911 from the landline. He did not want to give Vincent time to escape. The police would be very interested to find the MGM Grand's missing vault lying in its General Manager's Mansion.

Michael headed back to the motel and went straight to bed. Michael had a long day and he decided to wait till tomorrow to sort out his spoils of war

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