Infinite Wealth System: Crazy Tasks, Insane Rewards! - Chapter 200

Chapter 200: I Can’t Remember
The world had begun to shift in a way Jayden once thought was impossible.

For the first time since the endless conflicts, both the Alliance nations and the Independent Society had put aside their grudges. Leaders who once threatened to bomb each other’s borders now shook hands in the same room.

Even countries like Nestonia, who had once spat at the idea of unity, stood firmly beside Nortasia, Espana, Icelandia, Franch, Rusnia, and the rest.

It was a picture of peace in words, but Jayden knew the truth.

Unity was one thing, and being ready was another.

As he stood by the tall window of the villa, looking out at the streets below where people still lived their lives with a fragile hope, the weight pressed on his chest. The leaders had agreed to fight together. They had promised support. But in his heart, he knew none of it would be enough.

Guns. Missiles. Jets…

Tanks.

They were all useless against what was coming.

The system had told him many times.

>[The Sovereign Protocols are not a force that could be brought down by conventional means. Their technology, their sheer might, would crush humanity if all the world has are bullets and bombs.]

Jayden exhaled, rubbing his temple.

‘We’re together now, but we’re not prepared. If we don’t find something stronger, something new… Then we’re doomed before this war even starts.’

The thought pressed heavier with each passing second.

That was when he heard soft footsteps behind him.

“Jayden,” Paula’s voice came, low but clear.

He turned and saw her standing at the door. She wasn’t dressed in her usual neat dress or some casual wear. She looked tired, like someone who hadn’t slept in days. Her hair was a bit messy, and her eyes carried a weight he had never seen in her before.

“Paula?” Jayden asked, surprised. “You look pale. What happened?”

She walked closer, almost hesitant. For a moment, she stood by the couch and looked down, gripping her hands together. Then she looked up at him, her eyes sharp.

“I had a dream,” she said simply.

Jayden frowned. “A dream?”

“Yes,” she nodded firmly. “But not the kind you brush off when you wake up. It felt real, Jayden. Too real.”

He studied her face. Paula wasn’t someone to exaggerate. If she was here, with this look in her eyes, it meant something. He slowly nodded, giving her space to continue.

Paula drew a deep breath. “I saw the world. Our world. And it was burning.”

Jayden’s jaw tightened.

She continued, her voice trembling slightly.

“Huge machines. Soldiers in mech suits, towering over many buildings. They fired beams that tore through steel and concrete like paper. Cities crumbled in minutes. People were running, screaming, but nowhere was safe. Every weapon our armies threw at them… Guns, rockets, everything… It all bounced off. They didn’t even flinch.”

Her voice grew heavier as if the memory itself weighed on her.

“I saw countries falling one after the other. The Independent Society, the Alliance, all of them… They couldn’t stop it. And I… I felt it, Jayden. The fear. The hopelessness. Like everything was slipping away, and we were powerless.”

Jayden clenched his fists. The image matched exactly what the system had warned him about.

Paula swallowed hard. “But then… something changed. I don’t know how, but I… I built something. I created machines of my own. Not the same as theirs, but it was powerful. I was alone at first, but many joined later on to fight back. And for the first time, the battle wasn’t one-sided. We were holding ground. Matching them blow for blow. It wasn’t easy, and a win wasn’t guaranteed, but… it was a fight…”

“We weren’t just prey anymore.”

Jayden stepped closer, eyes locked on hers.

“You created something?”

Paula hesitated. Her lips parted, but no words came. She shook her head slowly.

“I can’t remember,” she whispered. “In the dream, it was clear. I knew what to do, how to build it, how to share it. But when I woke up, it was gone. All I know is that it felt like the answer, Jayden. Like the only way we had a chance.”

Jayden’s chest rose and fell with a heavy breath. “Damn it…”

Silence filled the room for a moment, as Paula looked frustrated, almost angry at herself. She paced in front of him, clutching her head.

“Why can’t I remember?” she muttered. “Why show me all of that and then take it away?”

Jayden stepped closer, his voice steady. “Paula. Even if you don’t remember the details, the fact that you saw this means something. Maybe it’s not just a dream. Maybe it’s a warning, or even a path.”

She looked at him, her eyes wet but determined. “And what if I never figure it out again? What if I saw the solution once and lost it forever?”

Jayden shook his head at once.

“No. That’s not you. You’re one the smartest person I know, Paula. If you created something in that dream, then a part of you already knows how to do it. We just have to find it.”

Paula stared at him for a long moment. Then she let out a shaky laugh. “You make it sound so easy.”

He smiled faintly. “Nothing about this is easy. But that’s why we’re here. Together.”

She sighed, finally sitting on the couch, leaning forward with her hands clasped.

“I can still see their faces, Jayden. The soldiers, the fire, the people crying. It felt too real. And when I saw our side fighting back, I felt… Hope. But it scares me that I can’t remember what I created. It feels like holding the key to survival and watching it slip through your fingers.”

Jayden sat across from her. “Then we’ll search until we find it again. No matter how long it takes.”

Paula looked at him, her lips curving into a small, tired smile. “You always talk like that, you know? Like nothing can stop you.”

“Because nothing can,” Jayden said firmly. “Not as long as we’re fighting for something worth it. And Paula…”

She tilted her head.

“You just gave me something to hold onto. Proof that there is a way. And maybe, just maybe, you’re the one meant to give it to the world.”

Paula sat back, silent, letting his words sink in.

For a while, the two of them just sat in that quiet, the air heavy with unspoken thoughts.

Then Paula finally nodded slowly.

“Alright,” she said softly. “If I dreamed it once… I can dream it again. I’ll find it, Jayden. I have to.”

Jayden leaned back, relief washing over him.

“I believe in you, Paula.”

******

Later that evening, the rest of the team gathered. Harper, Camilia, Charlotte, Becky, Temi, and even some of the officers. Jayden stood at the head of the table, Paula beside him.

He told them about her dream. About the mech-suited soldiers tearing through the world. About the hopelessness. And about the glimpse of hope when Paula created something new.

The room was silent when he finished, as everyone was deep in thought, processing the weight of it.

“So what you’re saying,” Harper finally spoke, “is that we’re not ready. Even with the nations united, we still don’t have the weapon we need.”

Jayden nodded. “Exactly. And Paula may be the one to lead us to it.”

Camilia leaned forward, eyes wide. “Do you remember what you built, Paula?”

Paula shook her head slowly. “Not yet.”

Charlotte crossed her arms. “Then we need to help her remember. Whatever it takes.”

Katie, who hadn’t been with them in the room the whole time, suddenly spoke from nowhere, drawing all attention.

Her voice was soft but steady.

“If you saw it once, it means it’s inside you. Maybe… Maybe the dream will come again. Mom used to tell us that every dream we had is always part of us.”

Everyone looked at her with an amazed look, and Paula smiled faintly.

“Maybe you’re right.”

Temi urged Katie to settle with her at the side, and then they continued the meeting.

Jayden slammed his hand lightly on the table, his voice firm.

“Listen. The Sovereign Protocols are coming, whether we’re ready or not. We have days, just days, before that shield breaks. But I refuse to believe we were brought together just to lose. We will find this weapon. We will prepare. And when they come…” He looked around the table, locking eyes with each of them. “We’ll be ready to fight.”

The room erupted in murmurs of agreement. For the first time in moments, hope sparked again.

And though Paula still couldn’t remember what she created, everyone knew one thing…

Her dream had just lit a fire they all needed.

Jayden leaned back in his chair, glancing at Paula. She caught his eyes and gave a small nod.

Whatever it was, they would find it.

Together.

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[A/N: We finally reach 200 chapters. Can’t be possible without your supports. I thank everyone of you. We ride on!]