“Mr. Matthew Lawrence, have you made your decision?”
“If you do not sign your name on this equity inheritance document, all the assets your father left you will be donated to a foundation for helping children in Africa.”
Inside the presidential suite, a blonde lawyer in a sharp suit looked at Matthew, who was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.
The magnetic voice made Matthew snap back to reality quickly.
He subconsciously straightened up, but quickly leaned back again.
“Apologies, Arthur, I was a bit distracted.”
“Please wait a moment, I will give you a definitive answer shortly.” His voice was calm and without emotion.
Upon hearing this, the blonde lawyer raised his hand to check his wristwatch.
Out of respect for a major client, he ultimately nodded: “Very well, sir.”
Cold moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting light upon Matthew’s handsome face, which carried a hint of mixed-race features.
His black eyes gazed at the two documents neatly placed on the coffee table.
One was the ‘Inheritance Document,’ and the other was a stack of ‘Equity Inheritance Agreements.’
If this were just an ordinary equity inheritance agreement, Matthew wouldn’t have fallen into memories of his past life.
The point is that the company equity being inherited in this agreement comes from the famous [Umbrella Corporation].
That is, the main culprit behind the scenes in the ‘Resident Evil’ World—the [Umbrella Corporation]—which spans the globe, handling pharmaceuticals, medical hardware, defense industries, and secretly researching biological weapons.
One must know that being a shareholder at Umbrella Corporation is a high-risk profession; one careless mistake and you could die from a ‘virus leak’ or various accidents.
His gaze passed through the gap in the curtains to look outside.
Stark Tower, standing in the center of New York City, remained brightly lit at night.
And diagonally opposite Stark Tower, another skyscraper stood tall in the night.
The red and white umbrella-shaped logo on the side of the building was particularly striking.
Don’t ask why Umbrella Corporation exists in the Marvel Universe; if you ask, even Matthew doesn’t know why things have turned out so strangely.
‘I remember the original body seemed to owe the Maggia two thousand dollars…’
‘Although it’s unclear why someone with such a father would still owe money to a gang, I can be certain that if I don’t sign this inheritance agreement now, I might be dragged off to transport White.’
‘Compared to being penniless and having the gang block my door, signing this agreement is clearly the better choice..’
Thinking of this, Matthew straightened his body.
Then, without any hesitation, he signed his name on the equity inheritance agreement.
[Matthew Lawrence]
At the same moment he finished writing…
a transparent light screen suddenly lit up before his eyes.
[Ding—’Benefit the People Panel’ has finished loading!]
[For specific usage instructions, please check the ‘User Manual.’]
“System?!” The moment he saw the system panel, Matthew, who had just signed his name, immediately widened his eyes.
At this moment, he was like Fan Jin, who had failed the exams over twenty times; now that he had finally succeeded, he had only one thought in his mind.
Ah!
I hit the jackpot!
I hit the jackpot!!
“Mr. Lawrence, did you say something just now?” Arthur looked at Matthew, who was inexplicably excited, with confusion.
He somewhat suspected that while he was distracted, this person might have taken something bad.
Realizing his demeanor was a bit inappropriate, Matthew coughed lightly and shook his head: “Attorney Arthur, you must have misheard…”
“…Perhaps.” Arthur said indifferently.
“Anyway, since you have already signed this agreement, let’s discuss the subsequent inheritance project properly.”
“Your father left you thirty-five properties, twelve percent of the shares of Umbrella Corporation, 4.5 billion U.S. dollars after tax, and fifteen medium-sized enterprises…”
The process of detailing the inheritance was dry and tedious.
It wasn’t until about five minutes later that Arthur finished reciting the list of assets, his mouth parched.
“In short, congratulations! Mr. Matthew Lawrence.”
Arthur smiled and extended his hand: “Congratulations on becoming a rich man!”
“Thank you.” Matthew thanked him politely, and casually took out a few greenbacks from his pocket and placed them into Arthur’s hand: “Your legal fees are surely being settled by someone else; these five hundred U.S. dollars are just a tip for chatting with me today.”
While Arthur was reciting the list of assets, Matthew had already finished a rough browse of the’System User Manual.’
The general functions of the system were very simple.
As long as he improves the ‘happiness level’ of his employees and the people around him, or prevents the occurrence of certain special disasters to achieve the effect of ‘benefiting the people,’ he can receive corresponding rewards.
“Improve happiness or prevent disasters from descending…” Matthew muttered in his heart.
As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater…
ahem!
Wrong, it’s the greater the responsibility…
As of now, he doesn’t have the ability to prevent disasters from descending yet.
Besides, disasters don’t happen every day.
In that case, for the time being, he can only start by improving the happiness of those around him, letting them feel they have been ‘benefited.’
Because of this, he also wanted to try if the simplest and crudest method of ‘throwing money around’ could serve as a means to benefit the people, thereby gaining System Points.
Smelling the familiar scent of ink on the banknotes, Arthur’s eyes lit up immediately, though he didn’t show too much joy, just calmly accepting the bills and putting them into his pocket.
[‘Arthur Bell’ feels a little happy, System Points +1, please increase the effort to benefit the people~~]
‘It really is possible to gain points by throwing money around…’ Matthew raised an eyebrow.
Arthur, with the business concluded, began to tidy up the documents on the table after accepting the money.
After confirming that throwing money could earn ‘System Points,’ Matthew looked at the remaining 4,500 U.S.
dollars in his pocket.
This money was originally intended by his predecessor to pay off debts, but now that he had inherited such a massive fortune, he surely didn’t need to worry about that much anymore.
“Mr. Arthur, I’ve been thinking; the five hundred dollars just now really isn’t enough to express the excitement I feel in my heart right now, especially since you, as a lawyer, have been so dedicated and responsible.”
“Here is another 4,500 U.S. dollars, take this as your tip for today too.”
Hearing the praise from Matthew in his ears, Arthur looked at the stack of brand-new banknotes again, a hint of joy appearing on his face, and he accepted it readily.
[System Points +10, ‘Arthur Bell’ is very surprised by your tip.]
[Accumulated System Points are ten, pass reward—t-virus sample * 1 (has been stored in system space).]
[The next stage reward is for accumulating thirty System Points, please make good use of system rewards to benefit the people.]
Matthew, who was happy about gaining ten System Points just a second ago, had the joy on his face freeze the instant he saw the words ‘t-virus sample’ the next second.
“…”
System, do you need to look at what exactly you are saying…
You want me to use the T-Virus to benefit the people?
It would be considered benefiting the people if I don’t accidentally break it, okay!
While complaining in his heart about what kind of garbage the system had given him, his facial expression remained as usual.
After seeing Arthur off, leaving Matthew alone in the spacious room, he moved his mind.
A sealed double-helix glass vial was held in his palm.
The azure liquid in the vial looked exceptionally mesmerizing under the light…
but Matthew didn’t feel that this vial had even a shred of beauty to it.
In his eyes, this vial was the Doomsday Horn in the hands of Gabriel used to destroy the World.
As long as it is poured into the city’s Water circulation system, this city, or even the entire Planet, would suffer an unprecedented disaster.
Thinking of this, Matthew gripped the T-Virus even tighter.
“Phew… I’d better put it away quickly! If it really gets broken, I can’t bear that responsibility.”