Bright sunshine flooded the campus of St. George University. It was a prestigious school, filled with children of politicians and CEOs.
A roar shattered the peaceful morning.
VROOOM!
The silver Porsche 918 Spyder drifted around the campus fountain and screeched to a halt right in front of the Business Faculty building.
Students stopped walking. Jaw dropped. Phones came out.
"Holy... is that a 918 Spyder?" "Who is that? A celebrity?" "I bet it's David. He loves showing off."
The butterfly door opened.
Alex stepped out. He was wearing his midnight-blue custom suit, his hair styled perfectly, radiating the Tycoon's Aura. With Charm +35, he didn't just look handsome; he looked like royalty.
"Wait... isn't that Alex?" a girl whispered. " The scholarship kid who got expelled last month?" "No way. Alex was broke. He used to eat plain bread for lunch."
Alex ignored the whispers. He adjusted his sunglasses and looked up at the building.
Room 304. Professor Zane's lecture hall.
Alex's eyes turned cold.
Three months ago, Alex had submitted a perfect final thesis. It was his ticket to a top job. But Professor Zane had failed him, claiming he "plagiarized." The real reason? Zane had sold Alex's thesis to a rich student—David's younger brother, Eric.
"I'm back," Alex whispered.
He walked into the building. The security guard, seeing the suit and the watch, didn't dare ask for ID. He just bowed.
Alex walked straight to Room 304. He kicked the door open.
BANG!
The lecture hall was full. One hundred students turned around.
At the podium stood a balding man with glasses—Professor Zane. He was in the middle of a lecture about "Business Ethics."
Zane jumped. "Who dares—"
He saw Alex. He froze.
"Alex?" Zane blinked, adjusting his glasses. Then, his face twisted into a sneer. "What are you doing here? You were expelled. Security!"
Alex didn't stop. He walked down the stairs of the lecture hall, his footsteps echoing like gunshots.
"I'm not here for a lecture, Zane," Alex said calmly. "I'm here to ask a question."
"Get out!" Zane slammed his book shut. "You are a disgrace to this university! A cheater! A plagiarizer! How dare you show your face here?"
The students whispered. They all believed Zane's lie.
"He's got nerve coming back." "Look at his suit though... is it a rental?"
Alex stopped right in front of the podium. He towered over the short professor.
"Plagiarizer?" Alex laughed. "Zane, we both know what really happened. You sold my thesis to Eric because his daddy donated a new wing to the library. And you failed me to cover your tracks."
Zane's face turned pale, then red. "Lies! Slander! I will have you arrested!"
Zane looked at the students. "Don't listen to him! He is a bitter, broken failure! Look at him, trying to look rich in a fake suit!"
"Fake?"
Alex smirked. He rested his hand on the podium.
"Professor, do you know why I'm really here?"
Alex pulled out his phone. He tapped the screen.
[System Message: Use 100 Tycoon Points to hack the projector?] [Yes.]
Suddenly, the massive screen behind Zane flickered. The lecture slides disappeared.
A bank statement appeared on the screen.
[Account Holder: Zane Miller] [Date: May 12th] [Deposit: $50,000 from 'Eric's Father']
The entire class gasped.
"What is that?" "Is that a bribe?"
Zane spun around. He saw the screen. His knees went weak. "Turn it off! Who is doing this?! Turn it off!"
Alex leaned in close to Zane's ear.
"You ruined my life for $50,000?" Alex whispered. "That's it? That's the price of your integrity?"
Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out a checkbook. He wrote a check, ripped it out, and slapped it against Zane's chest.
"Here is $100,000," Alex said coldly. "Now, admit what you did to the class. Or the next thing I put on that screen will be your search history."
Zane trembled. He looked at the check. He looked at the angry students. He looked at Alex, who seemed like a giant ready to crush him.
[DING!]
[Hidden Mission Triggered: Clean the Trash.] [Option A: Make him confess. Reward: +10 Wisdom.] [Option B: Get him fired. Reward: The University President's Favor.]
Alex smiled. "Tick tock, Professor."