Chapter 1 The Rich Are Different

"Yes, it's a little inappropriate. You should help me move it back to the previous position."

"Alright."

Harry Jones replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead and quickly moving the cabinet.

In a luxurious villa, standing beside Harry was a beautiful woman with bright eyes, white teeth, and an otherworldly beauty. She was dressed in a tight black dress, exuding an irresistible allure. 

The beauty was called Anna Clark. She looked at the location of the furniture and felt a little dissatisfied. She kept instructing Harry to move the cabinet. Her face was slightly red as she placed her hands on her hips and panted heavily. Her chest was heaving up and down.

Harry accidentally glanced at it and quickly turned his head away. He was a normal man, and this provocative scene made him feel a dryness in his mouth, which almost led the cabinet in his hand to hit his foot.

Although Harry and the beauty were standing together, they didn't know each other. Their relationship was quite special. One was a mover, but the other was a rich and powerful lady.

Why would they be together? To understand that, we needed to go back to what happened earlier. Harry received a call from his company about a villa in Block 11, Area D of a mansion, needing a mover. Eager to beat other movers to the job, he didn't even have time to take a bite of his meal before rushing over. 

Then, he was brought into the villa by Anna and placed the furniture in the designated places according to the instructions.

A few hours passed, and Harry's clothes were already drenched in sweat. No matter how strong his physical strength was, he could not take it at this time. However, in order to get paid and not let his employer complain, he had to persevere.

Harry placed the cabinet in the designated spot and stood at the side, wiping his sweat as he waited for Anna's orders.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Anna, who was standing at the side giving instructions, saw this scene and couldn't help but ask. Even if she was standing at the side giving instructions, she was already so tired that her head was dizzy, let alone Harry who was moving the furniture.

"No, thank you. Is there anything else needed to move?" Harry smiled shyly.

This was the first time Harry was cared for by his employer. Usually, his employers would either tell him to work faster and get lost or threaten him with complaints. However, this beauty in front of Harry warmed his heart.

Anna saw Harry's bashful expression and couldn't help but chuckle. Her flushed face looked even more beautiful.

"No need. Help me put the things on the table in this room." As Anna spoke, she lifted her fair finger and pointed to another room.

Harry quickly nodded in response. He came to the table and saw two helmets on it. The packaging had not been opened yet. It was obvious that they were new.

Holding the two helmets in his hands, Harry knew that they were not ordinary helmets that had been creating a global buzz recently. It's well-known to everyone and created by several renowned research companies worldwide. It was for a game called 'Pure Land'.

"You also follow Pure Land?" Anna saw that Harry was staring blankly at the helmet. She walked to the side and asked with a smile as she brushed her hair.

"I used to play games, but I don't play them anymore, so I don't pay much attention to these things now." Harry came back to his senses and laughed at himself. It was because he was addicted to games in the past that he ended up like this now.

"Pure Land is a game where the player enters the game through their consciousness. The game is 99% realistic, unlike the games you've played before." Anna curled up her lips, and her tone was slightly excited.

Harry nodded with a smile and didn't reply. He picked up the helmets and walked to another room according to the instructions of the beauty.

No matter how tempting or charming the game was, it was better for Harry to eat a mouthful of food. The only thing he knew about games now was that games were poison and should never be touched.

So what if he was all-powerful in the game? He still had to face reality after turning off his computer. Harry sighed in his heart. If he hadn't played games back then and studied hard, he would definitely have a good job now. He might even have a girlfriend. He wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.

"Wait a minute!"

Anna's voice was a little hurried, and Harry could not help but be stunned. He turned to look at Anna, only to see her staring at the helmet in her hand as if she had recalled a memory from the past. She looked as if she had lost her soul, and she looked very lonely.

Harry didn't know what to say or what to do. He could only stand there and wait for the beauty's instructions.

"I'll give you one helmet. Just put the other helmet in the room. Anyway, he... He won't come back." Anna's expression was downcast. Her last sentence was very soft, but Harry still heard it.

"Thank you. But we can't take benefits from our employer without permission." Harry smiled in thanks and rejected Anna's good intentions. Looking at her disappointed expression, Harry combined it with what he had said before and it was not difficult to guess the reason. Anna must have broken up with her boyfriend and from her lost expression, she must have been dumped by her boyfriend.

"Then please help me throw it away." Anna's eyes were slightly red after she finished speaking. She ignored Harry and quickly walked to the bathroom.

Harry shook his head and placed the other helmet in the designated room. Seeing that no one had come out of the bathroom for a long time, he couldn't help but go to the bathroom door. The door was closed, and he could vaguely hear someone crying inside.

Harry was a little hesitant. He didn't know if he should disturb her at this time, but Harry still knocked on the door gently because of work.

"Do you still need help?" After Harry finished speaking, he waited for a moment. A few coughs came from the bathroom, followed by Anna's voice.

"There's no need. You can leave now."

Hearing this, Harry walked out of the villa with the helmet. As for whether the helmet was really thrown into the trash can? It was impossible.

Harry knew what was good. This helmet is valued at least ten thousand dollars. It was even said that many people had waited in queues for days and nights without being able to purchase it. One could imagine the rarity of this helmet. So Harry planned to find some time to sell it and make some money.

At the same time, Harry was also a little emotional. The rich were indeed different. They could throw away things that cost more than ten thousand dollars and give them away as they pleased!

After a long walk and a few bus stops, Harry finally returned to his house.

After throwing the helmet on the table, Harry quickly put the oatmeal in the pot to cook. He quickly took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles, and walked straight into the bathroom naked.

It was a small house with a living room, a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen. It was fully furnished, with a refrigerator, an old television, and everything necessary. It was also clean and tidy. Although it looked a little crowded, it was very warm.

All this furniture was provided by the landlord, who was a very kind person. Seeing that Harry was still a teenager, venturing out alone in the city, the landlord's heart softened. Not only did she provide him with furniture, but she also waived his monthly utilities bills.