After hanging up with his sister Bella, Evan eagerly opened the "Try Your Luck" module on the system panel. The Super Rich System did reward him with a draw, and who knows? Maybe luck would grant him the jackpot.
As he entered the draw module, a huge spinning wheel appeared before him, its blue pointer whirling at breakneck speed. The wheel itself was divided into five colored sections—red, yellow, green, blue, and purple.
The red section, marked with "Thank You for Playing," took up more than 60% of the wheel. The yellow section, about 20%, offered a "Random Prize." Green, taking up roughly 10%, allowed a choice of any item from the Superpower Market valued under 300 Super Rich Coins. Blue, at 7%, offered any item under 5000 Super Rich Coins. The smallest slice was purple, a mere 3%, tantalizingly labeled with "Choice of any item from the Superpower Market!"
My God! Any item from the Superpower Market?
This is insane.
"Lady Luck, bestow your grace upon me!" Evan rubbed his hands together in anticipation and initiated the draw.
The blue pointer came to a halt at "Start" before spinning with renewed vigor, gradually slowing down after reaching its peak speed, lifting Evan's heart into his throat.
"Purple! Purple! Purple!" Evan chanted inwardly as the pointer slowed even further, inching ever closer to the purple zone.
"Oh, my God!" Evan couldn't contain his excitement. "Am I truly the chosen one? Not only do I have the Super Rich System, but am I about to land on purple?"
His jubilation was premature, as the pointer glided past the purple section and settled into the yellow zone, coming to a definitive stop.
"This..."
Evan was dumbstruck.
"Congratulations, Host. You have received a random prize from the system!" announced the Super Rich System's voice in the depths of his mind.
Evan sighed, "Well, something is better than nothing. Let's see what I've won."
With a flash of gold, a yellow book materialized in his right hand. He glanced at the title and gasped in shock. Damn, the system's hiding erotica? The title was assertively bold—《Bedroom Technique》!
Ahem, as a gentleman of virtue, how could I indulge in such salacious reading? The system's rather roguish to bestow such a book on me!
While internally grumbling, he flipped through the pages in haste.
And then, in the blink of an eye, all the words vanished from the pages, transforming into a stream of golden light that shot straight into his head.
"Is that it? I've learned everything?"
"I haven’t even started reading, and the book is gone? Also, what's the point of giving a virgin a copy of 《Bedroom Technique》?"
"Host has completed the learning process. The knowledge from the book is now embedded in your mind, ready for recall whenever necessary," explained the Super Rich System. "Moreover, it's not accurate to say a virgin doesn't need this book. As the Host of the Super Rich System, reaching the pinnacle of life is inevitable, and when the time comes, beauties will fall into your arms..."
"..."
Having exited the draw module, Evan proceeded to open the "Loser’s Funds" section. Though he hadn't snagged a top prize, at least he could take comfort in checking his balance—surely that would lift his spirits.
He was instantly taken aback upon opening the module.
The system was funneling $100 per second into his account—a startling rate indeed!
In just four hours and thirteen minutes, his bank account had ballooned to $1,518,376!
$1,518,376.
My God, what a shock! In his nineteen years, Evan had never seen such an amount of money. One million five hundred eighteen thousand! Real money that was all his!
And the sum was still climbing. Such a feeling was simply too wonderful.
"Ding! The Superpower Market is now open. Host may use Super Rich Coins to purchase any item within! Each item is clearly priced."
"Ding! Host currently holds the status of Tycoon Apprentice. Having spent $31.58 million, you are $9,968.42 million away from reaching the second level, Tycoon Employee."
The Superpower Market is open?
Upon hearing the system notification, Evan quickly navigated to the previously inaccessible "Superpower Market" tab on the system panel. But his initial excitement plummeted almost immediately.
Why were these items so expensive?!
Taekwondo Mastery, 300 Super Rich Coins!
Medical Mastery, 300 Super Rich Coins!
Revival Pill, 100 Super Rich Coins!
Elixir of Eternal Youth, 50 Super Rich Coins!
Square Dancing Mastery, 5 Super Rich Coins!
Super Memory Technique, 10 Super Rich Coins!
What? There seemed to be some odd items mixed in there!
On a closer look, Evan couldn't help but curse. Square Dancing Mastery? And it cost 5 Super Rich Coins? What was he supposed to do with that—join the elderly in the park and become the dance king?
Where were the promised Invisibility Technique or Iron Man suits? Nowhere to be seen.
"Scam system!"
Glancing at the Superpower Market's wallet icon, which pitifully contained just a single Super Rich Coin, Evan couldn't help but inwardly rant, "Fuck, I can't even afford the most basic 'Square Dancing Mastery.' What good is the Superpower Market to me?"
"Should you find it unnecessary, the system can assist you in uninstalling the Superpower Market module," the Super Rich System offered in its impassive tone. "If you've made your decision, simply think 'uninstall,' and the system will promptly remove it. Additionally, the system would like to remind you that if you can't afford to buy and are in urgent need, you could consider renting."
Evan detected a hint of disdain in that emotionless voice—was the system looking down on him?
"Ahem, no need for that," Evan coughed awkwardly. "You mentioned the Superpower Market contained Invisibility Technique and Iron Man suits. Why can't I see them?"
"The Invisibility Technique is there; you just haven't found it. The Iron Man suits are available too," the system responded.
"But can you afford them?"
"Fuck!"
"Wait!"
A sudden burst of inspiration struck him, recalling the system's recent words. He quickly inquired, "You said there's really an Invisibility Technique in the Superpower Market? Well, then pull it up to the front page for me. That's one superpower I've dreamed of since my youth!"
Looks like I won't be able to afford it, but having it displayed there, to gaze upon daily—it's a goal!Evan had been enamored with the Invisibility Technique since childhood. The thought of it—such a divine skill! Sneaking peeks at bathing beauties, eavesdropping on boudoir secrets—it all seemed rather thrilling."Why display it on the homepage when it costs 400 Super Rich Coins? Can you afford it?""Can't I just look?"Perhaps Evan's brazen attitude wore it down, because this time the system didn't retort. It simply placed the Invisibility Technique on the Superpower Market's homepage."Invisibility Technique Potion, 400 Super Rich Coins!"Evan scrutinized the description below: Upon consumption, the Host will permanently gain the ability to become invisible. Given the Host's skepticism about this potion, you are granted a single trial use. The trial version has limited functionality but will amply demonstrate the potion's invisibility effects. Price—1 Super Rich Coin.Evan grinned,
"Ahh!"Daisy's scream pierced the air, her nails digging into her own flesh, the sharp pain a desperate bid for clarity.But what good did a shred of lucidity do when her body was ablaze with fever, her clothes soaked through with sweat, and her heart felt as though millions of ants were gnawing at her from the inside out? She moaned uncontrollably, a sound that filled her with shame and embarrassment. She tried to restrain herself, but her body wouldn't obey.Evan, hidden in the underbrush, found himself in a quandary. The idea of a heroic rescue was stirring, but in reality, it was fraught with difficulty.That Derek Walker was no pushover, and with several black-suited bodyguards in tow who looked like they knew how to handle themselves, it was no small feat.Not to mention, saving Daisy now would mean he had confronted the sons of two powerful figures—first Anthony Taylor, the mayor's son, and now Derek Walker, the district mayor's son.What if they joined forces in retaliation? W
Evan flared up in anger: "Get it straight, will you? If it weren't for me, you would've been violated by now!"As he finished speaking, he paused abruptly, a realization dawning on him, and he quickly examined his own body."When did the drug's effect wear off!""Whatever, it's over now, and the person is saved. Time to leave, goodbye!" Indifferent to Daisy's plight, he walked straight to the shore.Behind him, no sooner had he taken a step forward than Daisy suddenly began to sink."Damn it!" Evan plunged back into the water in response.Daisy, who had choked on a couple of mouthfuls of water, struggled instinctively and then grasped onto something. At the very moment she did, Evan, who was holding onto Daisy's waist, froze in place."Let go!" he barked in anger.Freed from the water's surface by his command, Daisy, shivering, immediately released her hold.Fortunately, her body was limp from the drug and lacked the strength to cling firmly, or Evan would have been in tears by now."
"Sure thing, Manager Hunt," the sales associates replied in unison."Hey, could you help me take a look at that blazer?" Evan, amused by Scott's charade, pointed at a British-style blazer and said to the sales associates with a smile, "That piece looks quite sharp. It would look handsome on me. Could you bring it down for me to try on?"One of the sales associates, with a sharp face resembling a fox, was about to leave. Hearing Evan's request, she paused and threw a mocking glance over her shoulder at Scott, "Sir, why don't you browse the other section? There’s a sale going on, and it's quite a bargain."However, the other sales associate, with a round face, quickly fetched a clothes pole, eager to assist Evan. A customer's request to try on clothes was commonplace. Even though the newly appointed Manager Hunt had just signaled not to attend to this particular customer, they were still a patron, and the employee handbook clearly stated that no customer should be neglected."What are y
5 minutes later.Seven or eight burly men pushed open the glass door of H&M, asking crudely, "May I ask if everything here needs to be packed up and moved out?""Packed up and moved out?"Vanessa had gone up to greet them, thinking there were customers she could snatch. But upon hearing this, she was utterly confused, "Who are you people? Our store is operating fine here, why does it need to be packed up and moved?""Oh, my mistake, didn't explain clearly."A dark-skinned brawny man walked out from the group of seven or eight people. He scratched his head and bellowed, "Just now a customer came to find us, asking us to move all the clothes here away. He said he's buying everything in this store."Gasp!As soon as he said this, it shocked everyone present!Not just the sales associates, even the customers on site were stunned motionless."Who is it, who's so generous to buy out the entire store?!""The clothes here are worth over $30 million. Who has so much money to buy everything?""
"Yes!"Hearing the woman say this, the gold-rimmed glasses man swiftly shut her door and sat in the front passenger seat, keeping silent.This was Isaac Robinson, marketing director of Clark Group's apparel department. And the woman was the renowned Chairwoman of Clark Group - Daisy Clark.The very same school belle that Evan had just saved half an hour ago in the hills behind campus!Life really is full of coincidences and surprises everywhere!After marketing director Brian Davis and regional manager Caleb Martin were also seated, Daisy removed her mask. With a stern face she asked, "So what exactly is this complaint about? Tell me the situation!"Caleb Martin quickly took over explaining, "There's a young man called Evan who came to our Lumina City branch to buy clothes. The store manager and a female sales associate looked down on him tremendously. So this Evan made a complaint call.""The situation isn't just that."Marketing director Brian Davis took over, continuing, "This youn
While Daisy and her inspection team rushed over, Scott Hunt had already started defending himself."What grounds do you have to complain about me?"Scott Hunt glanced at the customers in the store, signaling Vanessa to chase them out first. Then he stood before Evan, arguing slyly, "Did I stop you from buying clothes?"Watching customers getting kicked out one by one, Evan naturally knew Scott Hunt's intention - eliminating witnesses!After all, the inspection team wasn't here just to listen to Evan's side. Of course they wouldn't simply believe Scott Hunt either. Relevant evidence would be needed to make a judgment. Now with the witnesses gone, Evan lost a lethal weapon. Speaking of evidence, Evan looked up at the surveillance cameras in the store. He noticed another detail - the indicator lights had stayed off since he entered!Meaning the surveillance system had been manually turned off the moment he stepped foot in the store!This was exactly the same tactic used to frame Evan ba
"Not satisfied!"Evan pointed at Sofia, "She's very good. Truly treating customers as gods and knowing your company regulations perfectly. Doesn't such talent deserve some reward?""I see!" The corners of Daisy's lips curled up. She announced again, "Effective immediately, Sofia is appointed manager of the H&M boutique. Her appointment letter will arrive shortly!"However, when announcing Sofia as manager this time, an inexplicable sourness welled up in her heart. This sourness gradually revealed disappointment on her face."Mr. Smith, are you satisfied now?"Daisy carefully hid her disappointment and took out a name card from her wallet, saying to Evan, "This is my name card. Since you bought our entire store inventory, you're a major customer of our company. If you have any other opinions in the future, you can directly call my private number. Also, I'll have someone deliver the clothes you bought back for you.""No need, I called a moving company!"Evan didn't take her name card.
"You dare sneak attack me?" Timothy Daniels spat as he rose from the ground, clutching his face. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Do you realize that slapping an Immortal Emperor is a crime punishable by death? You, an insignificant ant, dare to insult the dignity of this Emperor?""Idiot," Evan muttered, watching Timothy bare his teeth in frustration, the word slipping from his lips with a casual indifference."Fuck! Do you really think I’m just a kitten with no claws?" Timothy roared, his rage finally boiling over. He raised his hands, forming seals in the air and casting several spells in quick succession.Golden light burst from his body, transforming into a vicious, snarling black bear that lunged at Evan with a roar.This was a strike Timothy had infused with every ounce of his power. He was certain Evan would be sent flying, just as he had been moments before.After all, this blow carried the weight of a thousand pounds. Anyone who faced the charge of this monstrous bear was
So why were they all bowing and offering him their utmost respect? The answer was obvious—this was undoubtedly the handiwork of Landon and Matthew.Hmm, I’ll have to remind them not to do this again, Evan thought. It’s nice to receive all this admiration, sure, but I still need to maintain my low profile here in Elysia.Thus, he tried to provide an explanation, hoping his classmates would at least remain uncertain, if not entirely convinced.His words left his classmates dumbfounded, their minds swirling with confusion.After finishing his explanation, Evan casually strolled out, leaving behind a group of stunned classmates still trying to make sense of what had just happened."I don’t believe it. There’s no way Evan’s just an ordinary person. He must be someone much more important.""Do you think if we reported something, the embassy officials would really treat us the same way?""Probably not."Violet Mills and the other girls, watching Evan’s departing figure, felt a pang of disapp
“They’re over there,” someone finally said.“Thank you.” The man moved gracefully toward them, handing each of them a formal letter.“This is a presidential decree signed by President Donald of Aleria. It states that your companies’ trade relations with our country have been terminated. Multiple violations of our foreign trade laws were discovered in the products and technologies your companies exported to Aleria.”After delivering the notices, the man turned toward Evan, bowing deeply. “President Donald asked me to convey his warm regards to you and to wish you good health.”Evan waved dismissively. “Got it. Tell that old man to take care of his own health as well.”“Thank you for your concern. I will pass along your message,” the man said before quietly leaving the room.Clang!The entire room seemed to tremble as the weight of the situation finally hit the classmates. Their minds were reeling, their understanding of the world shattering.Even a fool could now see that Evan was behi
Violet Mills and the other pretty girls were now completely love-struck, their eyes filled with admiration, their faces flushed with desire.Wow, Evan’s handsome, he’s rich, and he’s kind. Does he have a girlfriend? If he does, would he mind having another?Meanwhile, Wayne, Juliette, and the other classmates who had cozied up to Timothy were fuming, their hair practically standing on end with regret. Why did we ever suck up to Timothy Daniels? they thought bitterly. Evan’s the real deal!Had they stuck with Evan, they’d have grabbed at least $1 million by now!As for Timothy Daniels and his group, they sat there in stunned silence, their minds reeling, their faces ashen, completely frozen like statues.$20 million… How are we supposed to compete with that?Even if we could somehow come up with that much cash, we’d be bleeding money, and our companies would have no liquidity left. We’d be bankrupt in no time!This is humiliating. Evan didn’t just slap our faces; he’s dragged us throug
When they opened it, their eyes widened in shock, their jaws dropping as they stared at the numbers on their screens. The gasps that filled the room were stifled, as if the air itself had been sucked out.For five seconds, the room was dead silent.Then, the box erupted with ear-splitting shrieks."Holy crap! Evan just sent $1 million! Oh my God, I just grabbed $100,000!""Fuck, Evan’s the real hidden tycoon here! A $1 million envelope? I got $100,000 too!"Thud.Timothy Daniels and the others’ phones slipped from their hands.They sat there, dumbfounded, as if they’d been struck by lightning.Evan, the poor kid, sent a $1 million red envelope?How did he suddenly become so rich?A million dollars? That’s nearly half a year’s profit for Timothy’s company, and an entire year and a half of revenue for Jeff and Matt’s businesses!"Are you going to keep sending envelopes?" Evan asked, his voice light, as if the $1 million he had just given away was nothing more than pocket change.Well, i
"Send red envelopes?"Timothy Daniels froze for a moment, then burst into loud, disdainful laughter, his whole body shaking as if he had just heard the funniest joke of 2024. His belly jiggled as he pointed at Evan, laughing so hard he could barely speak."Did you all hear that? He says he wants to send us red envelopes! Hahaha! A notorious pauper like Evan wants to give us—millionaires and billionaires—red envelopes? What a joke!"Jeff, Matt, Bobby, and the rest of the so-called "young entrepreneurs" doubled over with laughter, while Patrick clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he sounded like a squealing pig."He said he’s going to send us red envelopes?""Talk about overestimating himself! This is what they call biting off more than you can chew. Poor Evan, this is the very definition of delusion!"The classmates in the room, including Violet Mills and the other pretty girls, furrowed their brows in disapproval, clearly displeased with Timothy and his friends’ words. Yet, at the
Unable to get a rise out of him, Matt fell silent. But Timothy, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint, smiled slyly and said, "Evan, we all know your situation—and we know you have your pride. It’s understandable that you wouldn’t want to accept help in front of everyone. So how about this? We’ll give you a job at my company.""I know you worked at TikToC before. Well, whatever they paid you, I’ll double it. You’ll never have to worry about money again."His words were dripping with condescension, and the classmates, especially Violet Mills and the other girls, felt a wave of discomfort wash over them. The disdain in Timothy’s offer was all too clear.But Evan didn’t seem to care. Setting down his tea, he glanced indifferently at Timothy and said, "No, really, that won’t be necessary."What?!Timothy and his friends could feel their tempers rising.What the hell is with this guy? Is he completely immune to money?How could anyone not care about money in a world like this?Withou
The applause that followed was thunderous. Yet Violet Mills and the other outliers remained disconnected, still absorbed in their phones.Timothy’s friends—Jeff, Matt, Bobby, and Patrick—stood up amidst the applause, bowing slightly to the crowd, their eyes subtly scanning the female classmates at the table."Mr. Daniels is too kind," one of them said. "We’re just playing small-time, earning a living. We hope to collaborate with Mr. Daniels in the future to make even more money!"These were the same classmates who had mocked Evan over the phone earlier.As they were about to sit down, someone in the crowd suddenly muttered something that cut through the air like an unexpected gust of wind."We’re here for a class reunion, not to suck up to the rich. If you want to worship the wealthy, why not go after the new billionaire that just emerged in Lumina City?""And by the way, for all your wealth, I haven’t seen you do anything nice for the rest of us classmates. Maybe you should take a pa
Evan sauntered down the sidewalk, hands clasped behind his back, his pace seemingly leisurely. To an observer, he appeared to be out for a casual stroll, but in reality, each step he took covered dozens of meters in a flash, as if he were teleporting. The passersby barely had time to register his presence before the sound of air slicing filled their ears."My God, was that a person who just passed by? How was he moving so fast?""It was a person! Faster than a plane! And the weird thing is, he looked so relaxed, like he was taking a walk in the park!""…"And so, without breaking a sweat, Evan arrived at Clark Hotel, his breath as steady as if he had never hurried at all.Upon entering the hotel lobby, he walked over to the front desk. "Excuse me, could you tell me where Timothy’s event is being held?"The receptionist didn’t recognize Evan. After all, it was usually people like Adam who dealt with the public affairs, and even when Evan had hosted meals for actors and directors like C