"Yo, what do you think you are doing on my property, Mr. Fatty?" Carl asked the fat landlord who came into the apartment with two men.

"Your property?" Gadar raised an eyebrow to this. "Young man, this is MY property. And I thought I made myself clear when I told you that you should leave the apartment after the expiration of your rent period. I gave you enough time to pack, yet you are still here... In the apartment! In my building!" said the fat landlord with a snicker.

"Tsk, tsk, Fatty. You got it all wrong. Since when did I rent this apartment? I clearly bought the whole building." Carl said and opened the electronic copy of the contract both him and the Landlord signed.

When Gadar noticed the abyss black psychic wristwatch on Carl's arm, his eyes opened like saucers.

"No, you played on the contract. I don't believe you!" He said that, but what Carl had opened was the contract sent by him.

With a mental command, Gadar opened the document, appearing on the hologram projected by his wristwatch. The document was the same as with Carl's. He fell on his buttock and stuttered, "You- You will pay for this. I have friends in the police! I will make you regret messing with me."

"Oh ho, do what you can. But do remind your friends who they are going to mess with." Carl said and showed his last name signed on the agreement.

The kindergarten Miles had been wasn't a normal one, and every other kid went there was also rich or influential. However, after Miles began making his own decisions, he chose a public school for primary school. Thus, not many people knew him. But Carl was different. His last name, when matched with his domineering self, gave a reminder to the fat landlord.

"You- Why are you messing with me? I am just a poor citizen!" He hardly asked.

"You cheated the poor and fawned on the rich. But you messed with the wrong person. If you have stayed true to your word, that person would pay your rent diligently and would leave sooner than six months without asking for his money back. But since you are human trash with endless greed, the whole building is now my property."

"You can't do that. I will go to court." Gadar cried, but to no avail. Carl threw them out, and Miles came into the living room.

Miles finally got some shut-eye he deserved after watching a movie last night. When it was about to be 24 hours since Carl signed the papers, Miles hid in the bedroom, and Carl was waiting for the Landlord to show up.

"You are as vicious as ever," Carl said with a smile.

"Please, he brought it on himself," Miles said and shrugged it.

He planned his vengeance as soon as the Landlord left his apartment a week ago. But without money, there wasn't anything he could do. Thus, he stayed in the portal world and luckily earned big.

Yesterday, when Carl met with the Landlord, it was Coin on his arm. Because it was an expert when it came to hacking, Coin was more suitable than Megatron.

Miles had the special earpiece connected to Coin and the microphone in his tooth, so he never lost contact with it. When the Fat Landlord made Carl sign the contract, Coin replaced the hidden agreements with what Miles had prepared. When both parties signed the contract, the whole building became Carl's property. To not give any chance to fold back to the Landlord, Carl and Miles waited 24 hours, and as they expected, the Landlord appeared on their doorstep.

Of course, the Landlord can apply to the court for fraud, but with his many repeated cheatings, it would take ages for the court to give judgment. They might not even concur on his behalf.

"What are you going to do with the building then?" Carl asked.

"Nothing. It is yours, so do as you wish.” Miles said and left the apartment. "See you later, and thanks again."

"No need, no need. The payment was good, and I got to see a great show." Carl shrugged and laughed.

*****

Miles found another real estate agent and rented a decent apartment close to the train station this time. He was now more experienced and checked the documents and contracts after he signed them and removed any chance to be swindled.

The new apartment was smaller than what he had before, but he was living alone, and he didn't mind. Unfortunately, the price was triple. He paid 40.000 UD for half a year agreement. But he was now able to enter Portal World and could earn a lot more.

After renting procedures finished, he left his home and went to the city for shopping. The city was bustling even in the evening, and the streets were filled with people. He walked to a weapon store and looked around. Proper armors and weapons were too expensive, and with the meager money he earned, he couldn't afford one. He looked at the price tags and could only sigh, then left the shop. He decided to return later after he earned three times what he had now.

He left the expensive district and moved to a much cheaper one. Here, vendors were more popular than shops. Shops had attachment and guarantee, but vendors didn't have that. Once you paid the money, it was difficult to return the goods. Miles checked the products spread on the broken tables and the ground and walked leisurely.

"Miles, the table on your right, black stone. Can you take it in your hands?" Coin's sudden intrusion startled him.

"What is it?" Miles couldn't help and asked. Coin never showed any interest in worldly wealth.

"I don't know. I feel like it is something— valuable?" Coin tried to explain his feelings, but he was lacking something. Miles abided and grabbed the stone from the table. He kept it as close as he could to Coin.

"Ah, you picked a treasure!" As he and Coin were checking the black stone, the street seller approached him.

"This? It is a piece of thrash but prettier than a pebble." Miles said with disdain.

"No, no. It really is a treasure. Do you know where I get it from?" The man was acting strangely.

"I don't care. It is trash anyway." Miles acted as if he wasn't interested in the stone. He knew with the slightest interest he would show, the price of the stone would multiply.

"Listen to me!" The man shouted all of a sudden, and people window shopping all turned to look at him. The man hid his face behind his head-sized hat.

Miles looked at the man pitifully and decided to listen. Coin was still inspecting the stone.

"I was once a successful archaeologist. Before monsters appeared, my team and I sent to find the treasure hidden in the pyramids. Many people searched before us, and we knew our chances were slim. But we went for it anyway.

There were six of us, and by the stroke of luck, we made it inside of the treasure room. There we found writings. They— they were pitiful." the man lost his focus at this point and looked at space as if he had seen something. Miles turned to look where the man was looking, but there was nothing there.

"Ah!" The man shouted and came back to himself.

"What was written in the treasure room?" Miles asked.

"I can't remember." The man said calmer than ever and pointed to the stone. "It was the only treasure we could find there. Interested? Only for 1.000.000 UD!"

"Why don't I give you my two kidneys and sell my body for you as well?" Miles said and threw the rock to the table.

"Wait, wait." The man grabbed the stone before it hit the table and caught up with Miles. "How about 100.000 UD?"

"Wait! 10.000 UD." The man swallowed hard and looked pleadingly. He couldn't go any lower than that.

"Miles, please buy it for me. I think it is something good." Coin said to Miles.

He could only sigh and felt lost when it comes to Coin, "My money is your money. No need to explain..."