Drama / Action / Adventure / System / Slice of Life · Ongoing

Global Awakening: My 10,000x Return System

by Gumi_chan

Six months before the Global Awakening, I was the ultimate joke of the First Horizon Academy. My name is Ethan Reed. While the elite heirs of the city awakened S-Rank combat talents and wore gold-plated star-iron armor, I awakened a garbage F-Rank utility skill: [Basic Item Gift].Effect: [Hand a piece of trash to someone, and they feel a tiny bit friendlier] Mocked by my classmates, betrayed by my peers, and hunted by bloodthirsty slum loan sharks, I was destined to be crushed into meat paste. But they didn't know one thing—I was a Regressor from the end of the timeline. And my garbage skill had just undergone a cosmic paradox mutation. [DING! Your F-Rank Talent has mutated into the unique, Cosmic-Grade Concept: The 10,000x Return System!] [System Rules: Whenever you sincerely gift, give, or invest an item, currency, or skill manual without demanding immediate payment, the System triggers a random multiplier return ranging from 100x to 10,000x!] You throw a dirty 10-Credit coin to my sickly sister? [DING! 10,000x Return triggered! 100,000 Credits deposited safely into your secure bank account!] You buy a pile of worthless, low-grade F-Rank skill manuals from a scrap merchant? [DING! 10,000x Return triggered! You have received the SS-Rank Mythic Divine Art: Primordial Void Breathing!] You invest common monster teeth into a broke street blacksmith? [DING! 10,000x Return triggered! You have received the C-Rank Epic Shadow Hunter’s Blade!] The academy called me trash. The mega-corporations thought they could own my bloodline. But while they are still struggling to cross Level 10, I am casually sitting on billions of untraceable Credits and deleting Master-tier testing crystals with a single finger. Now, the corrupt academy directors have solo-sent me into a death-trap Rank-C Abyss to execute me. Little do they know, I’m not locked in here with the monsters... they’ve just handed me a private slaughterhouse. My lost cosmic followers are scattered as shattered soul fragments across the higher dimensional rifts. My sister’s life is on the line. I started by gifting a single stale piece of bread. Now, I'm going to multiply my way to the throne of reality.

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