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.]
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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 training ground settled into evening as yet another intense training session came to an end.


The sun hung low over the training ground, its light cutting across concrete and steel, casting long shadows that stretched between the scattered recruits.


Dust lingered in the air, drifting slowly now that movement had stopped, the heat of the day bleeding away with it.


Most of the recruits remained where they were, bodies heavy and unresponsive. Some sat on the ground with their backs against steel frames, others stood in silence, heads lowered, drawing breath in controlled pulls. Uniforms were dark with sweat, smeared with dirt, marked by repeated impact.


Kate stood near the edge of the field, shoulders lowered, chest rising and falling in slow, as she took deep breaths. Fatigue weighed visibly on her posture, arms hanging loose at her sides, muscles tight from overuse.


Chapter 226 - Low EQ, You Are Mine