Infinite Wealth System: Crazy Tasks, Insane Rewards!

(The Capitol, Nexus).

"Honor be to Kael and Royce Nexuson, the Chosen Ones who would accomplish the prophecy of Earth's revival."

"They shall lead us to victory, and sustain the blessing of the Grandmaster. They shall unite the Sovereign Protocols. They shall conquer."

Royce and Kael rose from kneeling in the massive hall and headed out.

After the recitation of the Chosen Phrase during the Sovereign Protocol gathering ceremony, the two Chosen would leave and settle in the Machinery Base.

The job was now clear...

They were preparing to attack Earth, seeing it as a world that needed to be cleansed, including the inhabitants.

Royce and Kael were completely part of this, despite the fact that they were Earth's inhabitants themselves.

They were even termed as the so-called Chosen Ones, and that alone had boosted their morale... The Grandmaster now knew that they would be willing to do anything, now that they had the power of the Absolute, and were named Leaders of the Sovereign Protocols.

As for the Sovereign Protocols, this group wasn't alive yet... Royce and Kael had been given the job to build this force that would invade Planet Earth.

"You seem to love it here. The people love you also, especially after hearing that you passed the test in one go," Royce said as they walked out of the building.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Kael asked as he smiled.

"Yes. It really feels good," Royce said as he smiled at Kael. However, when Kael looked away, he gave a tough scowl that could cause a blast.

'He is winning their hearts away from me. Now almost everyone wants to meet Kael Nexuson rather than meeting me,' Royce said inwardly, watching Kael walk freely with a happy face.

Royce hated the fact that Kael showed up since that day when he took the test.

Everything had gone the complete wrong way after then.

At first, the whole city cheered his name, praised him, as they even called him "The Man On The Grandmaster's Right Hand."

Now, everything appeared to be changing, and Kael was now getting more fans than him, and even stealing his own fans.

Royce was never happy with that, and he had figured that he would never take that.

After stepping out of the building, Royce attempted to project his car, but then Kael approached and objected.

"Nah, don't worry. Leave that to me," Kael said.

Royce had no choice but to nod and watch Kael do the job before they both entered and zoomed off.

The car didn't require driving, as they already commanded it to take them to their destination.

They both sat at the back seat, with Kael taking his chance to wave at the people cheering his name outside the streets.

Royce only watched with a glare, feeling like he should grab him by the neck and strangle him to death at that moment.

But he knew that would be the riskiest thing he could do now... He wouldn't even last for an hour if he attempted such, so he calmed himself and looked away.

If he couldn't eliminate Kael Nexuson, he would make his own way back to the top.

He would prove that he is the very first Chosen One, and the true Leader of the Sovereign Protocols.

'I'll put myself on that height again. Surely...' he thought.

They soon arrived at the Machinery Base. A seemingly two-hundred-footed building that stretched towards a vast land area.

There was a considerable number of robots around... Real security robots that guarded the massive building.

Despite the fact that The Capitol was a composed city, there were certain places that needed security in case of any unexpected issues.

The people of Nexus could be completely brainwashed about coming crimes against themselves, but that didn't mean there were no threats.

The planet indeed had enemies... Enemies they feared could attack one day.

"Welcome, Chosen Ones," the robots at the entrance said in unison, as Kael and Royce walked into the building without paying much attention.

They were led to the production room by another robot... This one was a human-formed feminine robot, but one wouldn't notice until they were told.

"Come with me," she said after rendering her greetings, as they all entered an entirely different part of the building.

A large hall room that had no roof to it.

This hall room was the size of an entire town. Royce didn't know why this room was this big, as he could figure that the main Machinery Base building was as large as a town.

Another mystery behind technology, yet he was impressed.

"Welcome, Chosen Ones. I was about to summon you, Master Kael..."

Royce frowned, noticing that the man called Kael's name first.

"Master Royce... You too of course," the man added.

Boston, the Head of the Tech Warfare Department of the entire Nexus.

He had been one of the figures preparing the Sovereign Protocols' weapons.

"We already completed the Mech Suits. It now remains the installation of the shooters and aviation features. That wouldn't take too long, but trust me, it's the most crucial process," Boston said, his eyes mainly on Kael.

"Well that's great. You have to get it done in no time. After the Selection, we are going to need them to begin training," Royce responded anyway.

Boston gave a slight hesitant look but nodded.

"Good job, Boston. We also need the best of your team. The aviation features are crucially important. Note that," Kael added.

"I'll get it stuck in my mind, Master Kael."

It was at Kael's speech that Boston smiled and even bowed, making it look like nothing but a slap on Royce's face.

Royce clenched his fist at once, brutally furious, but he wouldn't show it.

The entire report about the productions was directly reported to Kael, while Royce was just standing at the side, hearing every detail but not replying to any.

Even when he would try to respond or say a word, Boston would make it look like he was causing a disturbance, and it was already making Royce even more furious that he felt like hitting him to death.

But he kept his calm...

After all, it wasn't really Boston's fault or even the people's fault.

It was Kael's fault for coming here, Royce believed.

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[A/N: Golden Tickets please!]