Ethan's eyes widened in shock at seeing the rules that govern the beginner level.
[Beginner level limitations].
2X revenue return from investment.
Investment revenue would reflect every 24 hours.
Host has access to only 100 billion dollars from the standby fund.
Ethan was surprised that he still didn't have access to the entire standby fund.
This was because he was at the beginner level; he would have to ascend to a higher level to gain full access to the standby fund, but he believes the system wouldn't give full access to the entire fund; he would slowly gain a little of it as he ascended to a higher level, but who knows, maybe he might gain full access to it on the next level.
Thinking about levels, Ethan thought of the requirements needed to ascend to the next level.
[To ascend to the intermediate level, the host must complete these requirements.]
[All host attributes must be 100+.]
The host must spend more than 200 billion dollars. Spending includes donations, investments, and purchases.
Ethan was shocked to see the last requirements; the beginner level only provided him with access to 100 billion dollars. How did the system expect him to get the 100 billion dollars extra?
Ethan's eyebrows rose when he gave it a deep thought: he would have to get the remaining money from his investment!
Ethan couldn't help but smile. This was crazy, but he loved it.
He was still thinking about it when the door suddenly opened, and a woman dressed in a nurse uniform entered.
"I see you are awake."
She was a beautiful woman, probably in her thirties. She was holding a booklet and a pen, which gave her the sense of being an experienced person in the field.
Ethan panicked seeing somebody enter the room; he didn't want the system to be discovered, so he tried to swipe or fling the digital screen away, but his hands just kept going through the screen, and his heart rate increased seeing he couldn't remove the system screen.
"Weird right"
Ethan fakes a smile as he faces the lady.
The lady had a quizzical expression; she wondered why Ethan was dancing with his hands.
Ethan pointed at the digital screen.
"I still don't understand what it means; I just saw it in front of me when I woke up."
The lady checked the booklet she was holding again, and although the patient received some light hits on his head, they weren't strong enough to cause brain damage. They scanned his entire body, and he didn't have any broken bones or such to talk about brain damage.
She stepped closer to Ethan.
"How did you feel when you got up? Did you feel any pain in your head, like your head was about to explode?"
Ethan was surprised to hear the lady's words; that wasn't the reaction he was expecting. Just then, the system screen displayed another message.
[Only the host can see the system screen.]
Ethan's eyebrows were raised to his forehead; now it made sense, and it seemed he hadn't gone insane or anything else; this was real.
Ethan faced the lady with a little smile.
"I am perfectly fine. Miss… "
He looked at the name on her badge before he continued.
"Miss Grace"
She nodded to Ethan's words.
"So, we ran a body scan for you, and nothing came out. You were brought in, in a pool of blood, yet you had only scars, no deep wounds, or deep cuts. What happened to you?"
Ethan slowly gained his memory back; it seemed he was helped by a passerby, and he was brought to this hospital by that person.
Ethan was touched as he tried to remember everything.
"Do you care to explain yourself?"
Ethan woke from his thoughts.
"Some bastards played me for a fool; that is why I am here."
Grace wasn't expecting such a reply; it wasn't her job to investigate the boy.
"Since you are okay, you can commence with your discharge. Your medical fees were paid by the middleman that brought you here; you only need to purchase some of the drugs we recommend to you to prevent future problems."
Ethan nodded twice at her words. He couldn't believe the man who brought him here also paid for his bills.
He was truly touched now.
"Can you tell me this man's name and what he does? I want to find him, and thank him for his help."
Grace didn't respond to Ethan's words; she was busy writing down some things in her booklet. She was surprised to see Ethan was moving fine. Given the multiple cuts on his body, he shouldn't be able to function properly for days, yet he was perfectly fine.
Could those cuts be old injuries? How could they be old when they were all fresh?
Grace closed the booklet.
"We don't discuss such details; all I can say is that he is an old man, and you ripped all his money yesterday.
"He certainly didn't look like somebody who could afford the bills; you probably took all his savings. Well, at least he was happy when he left."
Ethan's heart stiffened, and his face turned ugly. It wasn't because of the manner Grace used in speaking to him. He was angry that he ripped off the hard-earned money of an old man.
"Please tell me the name of this person."
Ethan sounded different from his usual self; he sounded like a confident man; however, Grace didn't take interest in his words.
"The hospital is shutting down a week from now, so you can only stay here for three days at maximum. You should leave immediately."
Ethan was surprised to hear her words; he had never heard of a hospital shutting down. What could be the reason?
"Why is the hospital shutting down? Is there an outbreak?"
Ethan stood up to his feet. Grace was surprised that Ethan was able to stand to his feet. He seemed to be getting better every second, and it was more like he never got injured in the first place.
She faced Ethan fully.
"The hospital is shutting down because we can't continue to operate; not everybody would be getting their salary this month, so we are shutting down. Our active patients would be transferred to another hospital starting tomorrow"
Ethan's eyebrows moved a little, and he sounded straight away.
"The hospital can't pay its workers, which means it lacks money. Well, that is not a problem. I would donate to the hospital."
"How much does the hospital need?"