I Can Multiply My Daily Gacha by 100x

The lift panels parted with a soft hum. Dante stepped out into an environment that looked nothing like the caves below. The twenty-first level was a enclosed corporate plaza built under giant glowing glass plates. Streets made of smooth composite material stretched between three-story office buildings. Humans wearing clean business suits and guild uniforms walked back and forth, carrying electronic data tablets.

This was the administrative brain of the lower sectors. The dominant guilds had turned this zone into a high-security city, free from any monster spawns.

Dante kept his hood pulled low over his face, his digits resting deep inside his pockets. His weightless black boots left no markings on the pristine streets. Yenna followed right at his flank, her black cat ears flattening against her head as she adjusted her concealment technique to mask their unique profiles from the street sensors.

’The main headquarters for this sector is the black tower at the center of the avenue,The captain’s office is on the top level. The security grid is active, but my map has found three blind spots in the ventilation system.’

’We don’t need ventilation,’ Dante replied mentally, his expression remaining completely still. ’We walk through the front gate.’

As they approached the main entrance of the black structure, the digital display inside Dante’s vision rolled over to the midnight marker.

[System Notification: Midnight reached. You receive 1x Free Daily Spin.]

[The Gachapon wheel is initializing its movement...]

The giant neon interface spun in his thoughts, slowing down until the needle clicked onto a low-tier grey segment.

[Spin Complete!]

[You got: ’Faded Document Folder’ (F-Rank Common Utility Scrap Item).]

- Description: A cheap plastic folder that holds five sheets of paper. Reduces administrative signature visibility by 1%.

A thin piece of grey plastic appeared in the air, falling into Dante’s left hand. To any regular climber, it was literal trash from an old world dumpster.

But a millisecond later, the golden interface of his second system slammed down over the notification text.

[System 2: 100x Sovereign Multiplier Triggered!]

[’Faded Document Folder’ (F-Rank) ---> Multiplied by 100x!]

[Calculating Ultimate Transformation... Complete!]

[You got SSS-Rank Divine Relic: ’The Sovereign’s Decree of Absolution’ (Bound).]

- Description: A document folder containing the absolute authority of the prime creator.

- Effect 1: ’Total Identity Override’ - You can input any fake name or rank into the text. The tower’s network will automatically rewrite its database to match your text, bypassing all global security verification.

- Effect 2: ’Property Seizure’ - Allows the host to touch any locked security door, chest, or asset terminal and instantly rewrite the ownership code to your own name.

The piece of plastic in Dante’s hand changed instantly. The material turned into a folder bound with black thread, its surface pulsing with ancient runic text that hummed for a fraction of a second before disappearing.

Dante opened the folder. He used his finger to type two words into the blank text space inside: General Inspector.

Instantly, the grey plastic F-Rank badge in his hoodie pocket vibrated. The text on the badge face shifted, rewriting its digital code until it displayed the highest tier clearance symbols recognized by the global network.

He walked straight up to the glass doors of the headquarters. Two high-level security guards carrying long shock weapons stepped forward to block his movement.

”Halt. State your business and present your guild clearance,” the first guard said, his voice firm.

Dante didn’t say a word. He simply pulled the altered badge from his pocket and held it up.

The security scanner mounted above the door swept a blue beam over the plastic badge.

[System Notification: Highest Clearance Detected.]

[Welcome, General Inspector Zero.]

[Absolute Access Granted. All internal defense grids deactivated for your comfort.]

The two guards instantly froze, their postures turning stiff. They dropped their weapons to their sides and bowed their heads low, their skin turning pale with sudden stress. In the hierarchy of the tower, a General Inspector had the authority to execute any employee on the spot without a trial.

”Our apologies, sir!” the guard stammered, stepping aside quickly. ”We did not receive notice of your inspection! The building is entirely open to you.”

Dante shoved the badge back into his hoodie, stepping past them onto the smooth floor inside. Yenna followed right behind him, her tail swishing with a silent, dark amusement as she watched the entire security force bow down to an intruder.

’Floor twenty-five’s master key is as good as ours,’ Dante transmitted through the link, his movement heading straight for the central lift.