The Invincible Arthur Gardner

Chapter 1 - The Company's Garbage

Arthur Gardner attempted to stand tall and appear more self-assured, yet he could not; he felt as if he

had been kneeling on both of his knees for the entire duration.

"Who gave you this job here?"

Marco, his cousin, who held a prestigious executive role at the company Arthur worked for, sneered

contemptuously.

"Someone like you only dirties this place. Why don't you leave and go back to the street life you're used

to?"

Arthur had endured a difficult past. His father had been disowned by his wealthy family after marrying

his mother, a commoner, and had suffered in poverty since his childhood. The strain of their

circumstances eventually took its toll, and his mother died when he was only ten.

His father was struggling to pay the hefty medical bills incurred by his late wife. And his father's good

friend finally offered to help by lending some money, even offering his daughter to be engaged to

Arthur.

Despite their best efforts, Arthur's and his family's lives did not improve. The debt that his father had

accumulated was insurmountable, and eventually, when Arthur was 15 years old, his father passed

away.

This forced him to live a harsh life on the streets, struggling to survive and enduring humiliation until he

was 25. Eventually, he was able to get a job at a prestigious company, although it was only as a janitor.

Marco and four other people were standing around Arthur, all looking at him with disdain.

"Why don't you just go ahead and kill yourself, and donate your corpse to be dog food?" In a leisurely

stride, Marco spoke with a haughty air. His casualness and placidness conveyed his affluent

upbringing: he came from a considerable wealthy family. The two were, in fact, related, but the lives of

Arthur and Marco were on completely different levels.

Arthur looked at Marco, "I got this job in a legitimate way. I applied for it, and they thought I was

suitable for the role."

Marco approached Arthur and firmly pushed him back. "Who gave you permission to talk to me like

that, Arthur?"

Arthur had no other choice than to submit to the cruel treatment he was receiving. With a lack of job

opportunities in the country and the desperate need for any kind of employment, even finding food was

a struggle. As a result of such oppressive conditions, he was forced to comply.

Still, Arthur harbored a deep resentment in his heart towards Marco and the entire family, who had

abandoned Arthur's family and discarded him like garbage. Not even when his father had passed away

had any of them show up.

"Arthur, as you can see, I have a high position in this company. I am one of the highest executives here

and I have the power to do anything to you, including firing you right now. So, it's in your best interest to

not defy me. Show me that you really want to keep working here." He then gestured to the other four

people in the room, prompting them to hold Arthur and force him to kneel on the floor.

Two sets of hands suddenly grasped Arthur while he was kicked in the legs. He desperately fought

back, but four people overwhelmed him. They eventually managed to overpower him and threw him

onto the floor, forcing him to kneel.

"Lick the bottom of my shoe. Show that a dog like you really obeys its master."

Marco waved his shoe in Arthur's direction, and it landed right on his face, but Arthur remained

unresponsive and still.

He glanced at Arthur with a sneer and mocked, "Useless human, dog, animal." He then stepped

forward and delivered a powerful kick to Arthur's stomach, causing him to grunt in pain.

Arthur received a kick right in the stomach, but not many people know if that was due to the suffering

he had endured in his life. He was used to physical labor, especially since he was also used to being

abused by his peers, which made him quite able to withstand physical treatment from others.

Marco spat on the floor, right in front of Arthur.

"Arthur, lick my spit. I know it's an honor for you, right? I just ate a 10,000 USD meal, I'm sure there's

still some of the taste left in my spit." Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The four other people standing around Arthur laughed at how he was being humiliated like that.

"Garbage should be treated as garbage indeed."

"Hahaha, Master Marco looks like he's a bit hesitant to lick your spit. Do we need to give him a little

push? Hahaha."

Arthur knew that Marco wouldn't easily let him live in peace. However, he wasn't that low to obey all of

his orders. For him, receiving kicks on his body was still better than doing what he was being

commanded to do now.

Arthur clenched his fists, hoping he could retaliate against all the treatment he was given, but of

course, he had no power to do so.

"You're better off hitting me than asking me to do this, Marco," Arthur said with a firm tone, followed by

another kick from Marco and a few other people surrounding him.

After that, the door in the room opened, and a girl stepped in. She was Linda, Arthur's fiancée, who had

been engaged since his parents were still alive.

Linda was an incredibly gorgeous girl. Standing at 175 cm (5.74 ft) tall, her body was incredibly sexy,

with light blonde hair, full breasts, wide hips, and a complexion that was as white as snow. Her beauty

was undeniable, and it was love at first sight for anyone who laid eyes on her.

"Linda?"

Arthur turned to Linda, but the girl walked to Marco's side and put her hands on the man's waist. Then

she brought her face close to Marco's and kissed him.

"What are you doing?" Arthur asked in surprise.

Linda had never consented to this arrangement and had been distressed over it for some time. After

her parents passed away, she was finally liberated from the burden of their agreement, and she could

pursue a relationship with Marco, a wealthy man, instead of Arthur, who was nothing more than a

poverty-stricken street urchin.

"Arthur, you should know, I never accepted our engagement, and now that my parents are gone, I can

decide to end it," Linda said, then hugged Marco again.

"Hahaha.... " Marco laughed loudly. "Even your fiancé has left you, Arthur. I think you're no longer

worthy of living in this world."

"Linda!" Arthur raised his face. "Don't you know that Marco is a playboy? He's just using his wealth to

attract women, then leaving them."

"Arthur!" Linda exclaimed, her dissatisfaction bubbling up as she spoke. "Even though Marco is a

playboy, he has promised me loyalty, and he even got me a new sports car worth one hundred

thousand dollars! What can you offer me? I'm sure Marco's shoes are still worth more than your life!"

"Finally, I'm the first one to experience Linda's embrace," Marco said boastfully, wrapping his arm

around the girl's waist with pride.

"See, Arthur, your ex-fiancée is such a stunning beauty; far beyond your reach. You couldn't even hold

her hand or win her heart. Can you imagine the joy I'm feeling while I'm embracing your dream girl?" he

asked mockingly.

Arthur lifted his face and looked towards Linda, "Linda, we were engaged due to our parent's

agreement and we did it to honor what they had given us, you shouldn't easily destroy all of this just

because they had passed away."

"Arthur, it seems you are dreaming too high, even in your dreams I don't want to be your fiancée. You

should go back to the streets and live with the trash, because that is where your life belongs."

Linda answered with hatred on her face, yet she sweetly caressed Marco's chest.

Marco chuckled, giving Arthur a pat on the shoulder. "And I can confirm that your last day here is

today."

Arthur left Marco's room with his hopes dashed and a feeling that the whole world was against him. He

had lost the only job he had that could provide him with an income and now he had to return to the life

of living on the streets, desperately searching for a way to make ends meet.

[Ding!]

Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound sounded in his ear.

"What was that?" Arthur asked, perplexed.

[Binding The VIP System...

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[100%...

[Binding complete.]

Then, a screen that only Arthur could see appeared in front of his eyes.

“What is this?”

Arthur looked confused at the transparent screen that had appeared in front of him, he touched the

screen, but his hand passed through it. The object was exactly like the ones in the sci-fi stories. "But is

this real? How did I get something like this?”

[Host: Arthur Gardner]

[Body: 20 (Weak)]

[Mind: 35 (Good)]

[VIP Points: 0]

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"What happened?" Arthur was still confused about what was happening, words appearing in front of

him and a very soft and calming voice whispering in his ear.

"Wait? Who are you? What are you doing to me?" Arthur asked, bewildered.

[I'm the system that's connected to you and that follows you wherever you go.]

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"What???" Arthur was shocked when he realized that the balance in his account had skyrocketed.

Arthur never could have imagined that there were ten trillion US dollars in his account. He was

overwhelmed by the thought of all the things he could now afford and buy with such a huge amount of

money.

"Wait, is this really true? I double-checked my financial statement, there must be no mistake," he

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