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In Another World with my Phone

unknownwriter69
Silas Reed was the type of guy to work non-stop, trying to invest in the latest crypto and stocks, and build a solid foundation for his future retirement. According to his calculations, he would retire at the age of 40, with most of his investments locked until he reached that age. He died before that. Silas died at the age of 32 in a car crash. There was nothing he could do to avoid it. It was heartbreaking. At least, that’s how he felt in his last moments. But the universe had something else in store for him. He got reincarnated in another world, a magical world, as a 16-year-old boy named Silas. There were two important things about his reincarnation: first, Silas could not use magic. That was the worst thing one could want in a world like that. Secondly, he had his phone with him. Silas’s phone still had his investments APP and a few new ones! Silas had an APP to buy anything he wanted, ranging from magical items, spells, pets, elixirs, and even items one could find in a convenience store. There was an APP to invest in the latest magical research or invest in places he thought would thrive, like a Kingdom Building game! With his phone, he could exchange some of his dollars for other coins! A spark ignited inside him. Silas saw that as an opportunity to rise again and build his wealth. It all started when he saw a quest on his phone. [Open a Shop] [Reward: 100k dollars] "I can earn money by spending it? This is the best thing I ever got in my life!"
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