"Mr. Smith single-handedly edited this so quickly? You can't be serious!"Ophelia's words piqued the entire crew's interest as they craned their necks for a view.One glimpse prompted a collective stupor. "Th-This is real? Mr. Smith's work?""I-I've never in my life witnessed such transcendent editing!""We've made it - this time, stardom is truly ours! Thank you Mr. Smith, our patron and benefactor!""..."All stumbled over their words, tongues leaden with disbelief.The disgruntled citizens queued behind them soon grew restive at the delay."Hey you masked ones up front - are you buying or not? If not, then get a move on! We're waiting in line too!""Yeah, you've been just standing there forever. Any longer and the insurance firms will close for the night!""Wearing masks in broad daylight - did you come down with consumption? Go to a hospital then, not an insurance agency. Hmph, putting on airs like celebrities expecting special treatment!""..." The crowd's grumblings left the c
Huh?Taken aback by their collective fervor, Evan arched a brow in mild surprise.However, if he personally supervised the entire cast's fitness journeys, their chances of successful weight loss - and his ability to disburse that near $1.5 billion windfall - would soar commensurately. "Very well!"A faint smile played across his lips as he nodded. "Change into your athletic wear at once - we convene at the gym. From today, I shall put you all through grueling training!""But Mr. Smith," Adam cautioned sotto voce, "the gym will be overwhelmed this hour. We tried securing spots yesterday only to circle back defeated - more crowded than rush hour buses!" "I see." Evan's grin deepened as realization dawned. "Then sportswear outlets must be equally ransacked. No matter - we shall engage in bodyweight resistance training instead! You all came prepared with workout attire, did you not?""We did, but how shall we train here?" The cast exchanged perplexed looks. Evan's smile vanished, his
At long, grueling last, as everyone neared total physical expenditure, Evan stated flatly, "Very well, the aerobic interval work is done. Take a brief rest.""Huhh..." They collapsed bonelessly to the ground, gulping air. Even the thought of hating Sean seemed too strenuous an exertion in their depleted state.Yet scarcely five minutes had passed before Evan's lips curled in his trademark half-smile. "You all seem quite fatigued. So to provide some...incentive, I had Mr. Sean procure fifty million dollars in cash. Whoever meets my performance targets will receive ten million per challenge!"Whoosh! Suddenly reinvigorated, their eyes glinted with fervor! Even Sean's widened, the figures far exceeding his $2.5 million guesstimate. Ten million? F-fuck!Watching them renew their zeal, Evan chuckled. "Ah, the invigorating power of monetary motivation. Very well, we'll start with the anaerobic work triggering bonuses.""First exercise - push-ups. Each must complete fifty in five minut
"But we're ravenous!" the trio cried piteously."Truly?" Evan eyed them all, that inscrutable half-smile playing across his lips. "Yes! Just a quick breakfast, then nothing else all day," they nodded emphatically."Very well." Evan snapped his fingers, and five delivery workers hauled in five boxes of apples."If you're that hungry, have apples. One per meal, substituting your full course!"...A collective silence fell over them. They all knew apples facilitated weight loss, but their fatal flaw - you felt full right after eating one, but within half an hour, the hunger would intensify, as the body expended more energy digesting them than they provided."Mr. Smith, when did you even order these apples?""Just while you were filming. Uber Eats - you deserve to have it. I do need to monitor your diets!"...That afternoon, Evan's training regimen matched the morning's - first aerobic interval running, then anaerobic exercises. By the grueling routine's end, all were sprawled, spent.
"How...fortuitous?" Evan's brows arched in surprise. For each to have shed precisely one pound seemed too coincidental an outcome. Moreover, for the other crew members to emerge from that grueling regimen still failing to lose weight?Such improbable happenstance strained credulity."Indeed, it is quite a coincidence. Nevertheless, it is already impressive that Mr. Johnson, Mr. Devin, and the others have managed to lose weight, especially compared to the rest of us in Lumina City. Not a single person has come to file a claim with us these past few days!""Very well! Then process their claims!" Evan nodded calmly, his expression unperturbed.Yet inwardly, turbulent waves raged within him."Understood!""Mr. Smith, I've calculated the amounts. Mr. Johnson, Mr. Devin, and Mr. Sean each purchased a $400,000 weight-loss insurance policy, so they can each claim $400 million. Leander, Ophelia, Caius, and Seraphina also bought $100,000 policies, entitling each of them to $100 million."Evan
"You have proven your prowess!" The System erupted in a childlike tantrum."I shall revoke the Fortune Drink's effects immediately. I cannot allow you to continue basking in this streak of fortune after such treachery!""Be my guest!" Evan guffawed robustly. "The sooner, the better! Possessing this aura of auspicious luck has left me teetering on tenterhooks these past few weeks. Moreover, let me remind you - do you truly believe my current capabilities require the Fortune Drink's augmentation? Humph, sheer might transcends all!"The Super Rich System fell silent once more.After completing the Super Rich System's fifteenth task, Evan once again embraced the idyllic lifestyle of a indolent soul, his days consisting of little more than eating and sleeping.Of course, he neglected none of his professional obligations -Such as the post-production editing for "National Talent Show," the directorial guidance and post-production work on "Game of the Empire," monitoring the after-sales serv
"After all, you currently reside within my corporeal vessel. Were I to perish, it would serve you no benefit. You would be compelled to seek a new Host, a precarious endeavor fraught with risks. It is far more prudent to secure my wellbeing from the outset!""Tell me, have I deduced accurately?"The Super Rich System seemed stunned into silence by Evan's words, remaining pensive for an extended moment before replying, "Host, my selection of you was indeed impeccable. Well done, I am proud of you!"Evan rose languidly from the sofa, ascending the stairs. "Very well, let us leave it at that. I should commence efforts towards my task. Moreover, let me add - I feel no pride for you!"The Super Rich System fell silent once more.Regarding the Super Rich System's sixteenth task, Evan had a plan of his own. A simple plan - to captivate a global audience of one billion with his first ability in the shortest time possible.This ability? Utilizing the Entertainment Godfather Gloves to compose l
The songwriters - Atlas Rivers, Luna Evergreen, Phoenix Knight, and their ilk - responded with even greater indignation upon hearing Evan's words."Well! Your defiant arrogance convinces me you are no master musician. True artists like ourselves are humble, keeping our heads bowed low!""Mark my words - if you can complete both lyrics and melody within three hours, I shall address you as 'Father' and gift you the highest SSSVIP offering!""Oh? 'Oblige to the bitter end,' you say? How so? Shall I report you to Tiktoc's authorities now? That audacious room title and claimed live compositions reek of falsehood!"Evan sighed, his enthusiasm waning. "Enough, no need to quarrel with children. The truth shall soon reveal itself!"Having committed to SolsticeMelody's request, he turned his full attention to crafting a resonant melody to aid their romantic pursuit.Yet, as he prepared to begin, SolsticeMelody gifted an SSSVIP offering with a message: "Let us cease these squabbles and allow the