He lost both of his parents due to a bank heist at the age of 14. Due to his young age, he joined an orphanage, but it turned out to be secretly owned by a group of gangsters.
He was exploited together with the other children in the orphanage, before finally, at the age of 16, he joined the gang, being valued for his intelligence.
Working for the gang as an accountant in charge of the income of the gang, he used all the money that he earned to purchase books on accounting. He wanted to study, gain real skills, and see if he could join a legitimate company as an accountant.
….
Who would have expected that due to his effort, one night, just as he was done reading, a holographic screen popped up in front of his eyes.
[System binding... Binding completed.]
[System activating... Activation completed.]
[Welcome to the Information to Mastery: Points Store System, Michael Santos.]
[Experience full. You have acquired beginner level accounting skills. +1 SP.]
He would have never thought that this was going to change his life completely. As long as he acquired information on a particular field, and studied it, the system could allow him to master the skills, even without doing physical practice.
[Experience full. Level up. Accounting skills upgraded to intermediate level. +10 SP.]
….
But that was not the craziest point. Using the store points that he received by acquiring skills, he could purchase anything from the store.
[Used 10 SP to acquire 100% shares of Riverside Hotel.]

The headquarters of Sky Technologies rose twenty-six stories above Brenton City, its glass façade reflecting the afternoon sun.


The building stood taller than the surrounding offices, with clean lines and a modern design.


At the moment, on the 25th floor of the building, inside the CEO's office...


The CEO's office was bathed in the warm light of the afternoon sun, streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a clear view of Brenton City.


There were shelves lined on one side of the room, filled with leather-bound books, a few framed awards, and small decorative pieces. 


At the center of the room stood a large mahogany desk, its surface shining under the sunlight.


Behind it, a man with a medium build, black hair, and brown eyes sat, intently going through a stack of documents. He wore a charcoal gray suit with a crisp white shirt and a navy tie, the fabric tailored neatly to fit his frame.


Chapter 67 - Martin Alonso, Hacking Skills