Infinite Wealth System: Crazy Tasks, Insane Rewards!

Three men sat in a room and conversed.

There sat President Liam Thompson of Icelandia, President Mikel Ruiz of Espana, and President Frank Boski of Rusnia.

These three represented the world's biggest powers. The three strongest countries in the world.

They would always meet secretly in a room and discuss once in a while about the economy and defence, but today...

Today seemed to be different.

They were gathered there today because of one man.

Jayden Cole.

Nortasia's new President, who was also known as The Dominus, one of the world's rising richest men.

"Now that he is part of the Alliance, we would have to pressure him with terms. Terms he has to honour and give him threats if he doesn't," President Thompson said.

"What terms?" President Boski asked with furrowed brows.

"Oh, you don't know? It's been quite a while since our embassy spies discovered a lot of gold in Northern Nortasia. Arthur was King then, and he wasn't part of the Alliance."

"If we had taken control of them by force, we would have caused a direct war," President Thompson added.

"Right. We figured their so-called Freedom Party would end up winning, so we had to be patient," President Ruiz said.

"Ohh then... I'm in," President Boski gave a wry smile.

"Most unfortunately, but still fortunate..." President Thompson threw a glance at them both. "They have diamonds too. Far more than any land in the world. The fortunate thing is that we are taking control of all of them."

"Interesting. But what makes you feel like you can just take it away? They are part of the Alliance, and it would seem more like a betrayal or a call for war if you do that," President Boski spoke, his eyes filled with slight doubts.

President Thompson and Ruiz gave him a stern look.

"Look, we all know Nortasia is blessed with many resources, but defence? Good defence is their biggest weakness. They can be easily placed behind the corner. We just have to pressure the President and make a deal with him. Of course, they would have their own share of the gains, but you know, we are the World Powers, and must get way more than them," President Ruiz said.

"The Alliance Meeting would be in two days. They stated that he would be attending, and that's where we are making our move," President Thompson added.

"I heard he is pretty tough... too much for his age. He's just twenty-three. The youngest President in the world," President Ruiz voiced.

"I don't care about that. In fact, that makes it better. No matter how tough he is, he can't afford to disrespect the Icelandian Government. He would have heard about the fall of Krest. He wouldn't want his country's fate to be like that of Krest, right?" Thompson asked.

Ruiz and Boski nodded in approval.

When people hear about the story of Krest and Icelandia back in the early 2000s, they flinch.

It was a World War that left one side in ruins forever. Intense ruins that made Krest unrecoverable.

The Icelandians took over the lands, and since then, no one had dared to challenge the Icelandians to a war.

Even the Espanians and Franchs wouldn't dare, as Icelandia has five times their total arms in one defence unit.

It is the strongest country in the world, and every other country falls on their feet.

Now, they awaited the new big fish who had joined the Alliance, so they could eat the good meat off him.

"He really made the most foolish mistake by joining the Alliance, and he will suffer for it," President Ruiz said and laughed hard.

And in response, the two other men joined the laughter, eager to do what they do best.

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"He is now one of us!" a masculine voice sounded excitedly.

"The Chosen One has finally joined us!" the same voice added.

The crowd cheered loudly as they clapped, waiting for the Chosen One to show up before they ordained him as the Leader of the Sovereign Protocols.

Soon, The Grandmaster stepped forward to the elevated stand, and with him was the man.

The man everyone had been waiting so impatiently to see.

The Chosen One.

Royce was clad in a black robe, his eyes sharp as he smiled toward the crowd upon approach.

"Praises, Chosen One!"

"Praises, Chosen One!"

The crowd cheered, thrusting their fists to show their passion and honour.

It was a culture that they had always lived with from the beginning of their days.

They had always lived with the belief that one day... The Chosen One would show up and lead the Sovereign Protocols to the Dying World.

That Dying World was Earth.

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After the serum was injected into him, Royce had undergone a long moment of mind-changing encounters that had changed his brain completely.

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[A/N: Will explain that in the next chapters.]

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He didn't even know how, but now, well... he was the most loyal man you would see in Nexus.

Well, the truth was that the serum had messed with his head, and he would now do anything but against the people of Nexus for the rest of his life.

He got the powers of the absolute.

But one thing still remained unrecoverable...

His dick.

At this point, Royce happened not to be worried about it, and all that had clouded his mind was to lead the Sovereign Protocols.

"Today, I name you Royce Nexuson, and as well the Prime Leader of the Sovereign Protocols. When The Shield disappears, may you lead the Sovereign Protocols on the journey to save the Dying Land and come back victorious," The Grandmaster said.

He brought out what looked like a medal. A diamond lace... and wore it around Royce's neck.

Royce gave a smile of delight as he then turned to the people.

"We are going to the Dying World, are you coming with me?!" Royce asked.

"Yes, Chosen One!" the crowd shouted.

"We are taking the Dying World, are you coming with me?!"

"Yes, Chosen One!"

"We are restoring the Dying World, are you coming with me?!"

"Yes, Chosen One!!!"

The whole gathering turned chaotic, but then, it was only a celebration moment for the people of Nexus.

The time to conquer was near.