Twenty-four hours later, the news broke like a storm. "Future Tech Successfully Creates Wireless Electricity!" The company's stock price didn't just rise; it exploded. Dayal's initial investment of 10 million was now worth over 500 million rupees.
Dayal stood in front of a mirror in a luxury hotel suite. He was wearing a custom-made Italian suit.
[System Update:]
[Level 5 Reached!]
[New Skill: 'Intimidation' – People who look down on you will feel a mysterious pressure.]
"System," Dayal whispered, "It's time to settle some old scores."
The Arrival
Back at the corporate office where Dayal used to sweep floors, the atmosphere was tense. Mr. Khanna was screaming at his managers because they were losing money.
Suddenly, the sound of a roaring engine filled the air. A pitch-black Rolls-Royce stopped right at the main entrance. This was the spot where only the highest bosses were allowed to park.
The security guard rushed out to shout at the driver, but the door opened, and a young man stepped out. He was wearing expensive sunglasses and looked like a billionaire prince.
The guard froze. "D-Dayal? Is that you?"
Dayal didn't even look at him. He walked straight into the lobby. Every employee stopped working. The silence was heavy.
The Face-Off
Dayal entered Mr. Khanna's office without knocking. Khanna was about to scream, but when he saw Dayal, the words died in his throat. He felt a heavy, crushing pressure in the room—Dayal's 'Intimidation' skill was at work.
"You... you're that janitor," Khanna stuttered, sweating profusely. "How... how did you get that car? That suit?"
Dayal sat down in the chair opposite Khanna and put his feet on the desk. "I told you, Mr. Khanna. I don't clean floors anymore. I'm here because I heard your building is for sale."
Khanna turned pale. "It's not for sale to you!"
Dayal threw a contract on the table. "I just bought 60% of the bank's debt on this building. Technically, I am now your landlord. If you want to stay in this office, you'll have to pay me rent."
The Ultimate Humiliation
Just then, the manager who used to shout at Dayal every day rushed in. "Sir! The new owner is here! We have to welcome—"
The manager stopped and stared at Dayal. He realized his old 'sweeper' was now his boss.
Dayal looked at the manager and tossed a 500-rupee note on the floor. "There's a bit of dust near my shoe. Why don't you pick that up for me?"
The manager's face turned red with shame, but he had no choice. He slowly bent down to pick up the money.
Dayal stood up, his eyes cold and sharp. "Remember this feeling. This is what you did to me for ten years. But my luck has just begun."
As Dayal walked out, the System pinged:
[Mission Complete: Face your Past.]
[Reward: 5,000 XP & 'Golden Eye' – You can now see the hidden value of any person's talent.]