INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything

Chapter 28: Vacuum Pull

It didn't take me long to go towards the end.

As I come to the end of the steps what greets me is a glass tube that goes upward towards the wall and is big enough to fit a large person in it only one at a time.

I approach it and look for any clues to what I should do.

Now what is this? Can't I just get a break already. All this running from here to there is making me have huge headaches.

I look around here and there and finally when my hand accidentally touched a little bit of the glass, the front side of the tube opened up like a door.

This looks like awfully similar to a trap. What should I do? should I go in or... there isn't any or 'Sigh'. But by the looks of it this place doesn't go downwards but only upwards. So might as well try my luck... even though it's quite atrocious now a days.

I walk in and nothing happens so I do the only stupid a man in my position does.

I close the glass door.

Suddenly a loud blaring sound occurs and a red screen starts to float in the air in front of me.

[ Warning ]

[ Warning ]

[ Teletube starting in a moment ]

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[ Brace yourself for critical impact ]

Critical Impact! What the hell does that mean?

[ Teletube immensing in 5...4...3 ]

Hearing the countdown I quickly try to hold on to something but to my luck there wasn't anything to hold on to in the glass tube.

[ 2...1... ]

"Wait! Wait! Wait! I still haven't braced myself."

[ Doesn't Matter. Please Have a Safe flight <^-^> ]

"Shit!"

Suddenly a very strong suction air came from the above and pulled me upwards with zero ease as I scream with fright.

"AHHHHHHHHH"

A sudden notification appeared after 20 seconds of vacuuming in which time I had calmed myself down a little bit.

[ Reaching Destination in 5...4...3...2 ]

"Oh, not again!"

[ ...1 ]

As i suck through the air a metal wall hits my head and I fall down to the metal floor.

After a minute of holding my head through the enormous pain I slowly get up and think

Aaahhh It feels like my head got blasted by a f*cking hammer. Never am I ever going to get in to a death trap like that ever again.

Pushing the door of the glass tube aside I walk outside and look at my immediate surroundings.

The place was completely opposite to the dark and desolate place I was a moment ago.

First I was outside but still underground, and the place similar to a underground society. Second the place I was in was a train station but albeit very futuristic. There was a logo and name floating in front of the building called "Tudor Station" in a blue and red holographic color. The front of the station looked like a normal one with no doors. There was other people there too going in or coming out with luggage's in hand.

I walk towards the train station and as I was going in suddenly from my left side a hand stopped me. I look towards the hand that looked big and wrinkled then at the owner. The guy was 8 foot tall and looked quite intimidating. He was wearing a navy blue shirt and the same colored pants with shallow white linings on them.

Damn Man! How the hell can someone be this big? By the looks of it he might be a police or something similar. But out of all people why is he stopping me?

He looked down at me with a scowl as he said "And where do YOU think your going, mister!"

I say to him confused at my situation "To the... station."

"And where did you come from?"

"From behind that tu-" I look back to point at the glasstube but it was already gone by the time I looked back.

He scrutinized me as he said "Class D people shouldn't be around here you know."

Bewildered at his question I said "I'm not Class D! I'm Royal Class."

"Umhmm and I'm the king of Fansonly" He said to me with a mock laughter.

"No it's the truth, wai-wait a second." I said and pulled out my ID Card and showed it to him. "Here take a look at it."

Taking it from me and gazing at it with a nonchalant gaze before a moment later and he looked at the card with a serious gaze before sweating profusely.

Hands shaking from the hand that was holding the ID Card before passing it to me and looking at me like I was his doom.

I smiled looking at his face before getting shocked myself as seeing him kneeling down towards with his head looking at the ground and his hat in his head and he said to me stammering "I-Im sorry s-sir. I didn't k-know that you are a member of a Ro-Royal Bloodline, sir?"

Pondering at what he said I asked him "Why?"

He looked at me before again looking at the ground then he said "i-I didn't know someone of your great stature would wear s-such clothes, sir."

Hearing what he said I looked at myself and understood what he meant. My shirts and pants were shredded from all the running and the sucking. No wonder he stopped me. Anyone would have, I literally look like a beggar.

And I've never had anyone bow down like that and ask for forgiveness and definitely not someone of his size. I'll forgive the big guy for this and also because people are looking at me with different gazes. Mostly with anger at what I assume looks like a Royalty making a lower class people bow down to him.

"Alright I forgive you, now quickly get up before a mob starts forming."

Overly gracious at my forgiveness he got up and said to me multiple times "Thank you sir! Thank you sir."

"Nonetheless you really shouldn't judge a book by it's cover."

"Of Course, Never again I WIllmart Smith Dogson will ever judge someone with their appearance." He took an oath as he said.

I deadpanned before walking back towards the streets.

Now I have to find myself some new clothes and definitely branded ones hehe.

Walking through the streets before I finally find a store that looks much pricier than my old house I walk in. As I walked in the lady behind the counter saw me and said to me "I'm sorry this place doesn't all-"

Before she could complete her sentence I show her my ID Card. Looking at it she quickly came towards me as she said.

"Oh! Welcome Valued Customer, I'm sorry for my previous blunder. Please tell me what you want. A new set of clothes, Branded Suits or a BJ?"