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Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!

Noah, a highschooler was struggling due to his family's poverty and his father's declining health. Despite that, he was content with his life... Until he visited his girl, trying to surprise her with a gift. "~~~" Muffled sounds came out of her room as he stood at the door. "She is... cheating on me?" Just as Noah is about to confront her, a mysterious robotic voice echoes in his mind: [Ding! Congratulations to the host binding the Ultimate Choice System!] Option 1: Enter the room. [$100 Reward and a green hat] Option 2: Leave the house and break up later. [Rolls Royce Phantom and Basic-Driving Skill Reward] Option 3: Marry her mother. [Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, Intermediate-Driving Skill and $10,000 Reward] "Naturally, option 3." He grinned. ________ Disclaimer: 'Ultimate Choice System: I Became The Richest!' is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This book may reference real companies and organizations, but these references are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to depict the actual conduct or involvement of these entities. The use of these names and references is not meant to harm, defame, or discredit these companies or organizations.

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Noah's grin widened as he muttered, "Time to put this beauty to the test," and he revved the engine of the Lykan HyperSport. The sound roared through the car, a deep, thrilling vibration that sent shivers up his spine. With a flick of his wrist, he shifted gears and pressed down on the accelerator.

The Lykan shot forward, effortlessly reaching the national speed limit. On the highway, it was like he was moving through a time warp—one moment, cars were beside him, the next, they were tiny specs in his rearview mirror.

As he zoomed past a family sedan, the driver leaned out to get a better look, his jaw-dropping. "What the hell was that?!" the man exclaimed as the silver blur of Noah's car disappeared from view.

Another driver, a guy with his cap turned backwards and blasting music from his open windows, caught sight of the Lykan streaking ahead.