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I Can Claim Daily Rewards

If you are looking for action and mafia stories, please try this one. The story will begin like a typical wish-fulfillment story, but I promise you that the plot will become better the more chapters you read. …. Arlan was fired by the company he was working for after being framed by his Supervisor. Filled with rage and indignance from the injustice, he left the company building with heavy strides. He was only a contractual worker in the construction company so he wasn’t able to save a lot of money. The cash left in his bank account was only enough to last him for a few days. If he couldn’t find a job in the next few days, he might even have to live on the streets. While sitting on a roadside bench, he grabbed his phone and searched for jobs online. Suddenly, an advertisement popped up on his screen, and automatically downloaded a shady app. [Do you want to claim your daily reward?] Those were the words that flashed on the screen of Arlan’s phone when he accidentally downloaded the shady app. When he pressed the [Yes] button, the screen suddenly lit up and showed the words: [Congratulations on claiming 100,000!] [The money has already been deposited in your account!] It was the beginning of his journey of becoming a super rich big boss! __________ Note: The setting of the story is in a parallel world of Earth.

Malignant · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
246 Chs

The People Trapped in the Storage Room

Under Arlan's command, Khalon led a team of 100 elite soldiers and 100 auxiliary troops to Cebu. The group brought two assault helicopters and five large cargo helicopters.

"How long before we reach the location?" Khalon asked over the radio.

"…"

"We will arrive at the location in 15 mins, sir!"

"Alright. Keep your eyes peeled. There might be survivors waiting for us. Inform me immediately if you discover something."

"Yes, sir!"

The seven helicopters zoomed into the sky.

***

Inside a dark storage room, several people were huddled together. The room was filled with a putrid smell, but they seemed to be used to this.

"A-Are we going to die here?" A woman wearing dirty clothes broke the silence as she whispered with a lifeless gaze.

No one spoke for a long time.