Stepping out of the mall, Alyssa Ramos quickly caught up to me, her voice soft and coquettish. "Evan, let's make up. It was my fault before; please don't be mad. Forgive my little mistake, I know I was wrong."
I scoffed and pushed her away with force, shaking my arm as if to rid it of something filthy. "You, get lost. From now on, you're out of my league!"
As I walked away from Alyssa, the System's voice echoed in my head: "Congratulations, Host. Mission accomplished. No reward."
I was speechless. No reward, and yet it congratulates me?
At that moment, my phone rang. It was Bella, my sister. "Bro, are you there? I need your help with something!"
Bella Smith, only a year younger than I, was a beauty with legs for days and a heart of gold. A freshman at Elysia Film and Television University, she had been named one of the "Campus Four Beauties" right at the start, attracting countless admirers.
"What's up? You're not asking me to pretend to be your boyfriend again, are you?" I adored my sister, and my tone was filled with tenderness as I answered the call.
"Not at all!" Bella's voice was gentle over the phone. "Do you remember Ava, the girl I mentioned before? She's in need of help."
"Ava? Ava Lewis?"
I paused, struggling to recall before it came to me. "You mean Ava Lewis from your dormitory, the film star who was also named one of the 'Campus Four Beauties' at Elysia Film and Television University?"
Ava Lewis, a name I had heard from my sister but never truly paid much attention to. Bella's mention brought back fragmented memories.
Ava had been a child star, gracing several beloved films in her youth, her career sailing smoothly until two years ago. Right after her sixteenth birthday, she was abruptly shelved and vanished from the public eye.
The reason for her shelving was a mystery at the time.
A year passed, and just as she was fading from memory, she enrolled at Elysia Film and Television University, ending up in the same class, coincidentally, as my sister Bella, even sharing a dormitory room.
Through Bella, I learned some lesser-known details about Ava. She had been sidelined for not acquiescing to a powerful figure's wishes. Before her career pause, she had been sponsoring impoverished children in the mountains every year. Despite losing her income, she continued to scrape together whatever she could to support the children.
In her freshman year, with no income, Ava turned to a popular live streaming platform on YouTube, hoping to earn extra money to provide a better life for those children.
Contrary to her hopes, her live streams attracted scant viewership.
The few hundred viewers in her live stream were trolls and haters hired by the powerful figure who had shelved her. Each session was littered with unsavory comments, and no one was there for her talent.
"Yes, that's her. I once wanted to introduce her to you as a potential girlfriend, but you chose to be with a gold digger instead."
Bella began to lecture me: "Our family may not be rich, but Ava isn't materialistic. And you? You didn't even give her a chance, making her wait for you in the rain for an hour and a half!"
I felt a bead of sweat roll down my forehead. "I was held up at work that day, remember? I explained this. And for the record, I've broken up with that gold digger."
My defense was swift, but then I refocused. "You said Ava needs help? What's happened to her?"
"Ah, it's her live streaming room," Bella sighed. "She started streaming to help the children in the mountainous areas, but that powerful figure won't leave her alone. He sends trolls to insult her daily, creating a toxic atmosphere in her stream and driving viewers away. She can't even get a contract with the streaming platform."
"How do you want me to help?" Evan inquired after a moment of thought.
The voice of the Super Rich System suddenly echoed in his mind: "Mission issued: Help Ava Lewis overcome her present difficulties. A kind-hearted girl deserves kindness in return. Successful completion awards one Super Rich Coin and a chance to draw a prize; failure results in the loss of male virility."
Evan was elated; with a mission from the Super Rich System, he had access to unlimited funds. Whether through overt investments or anonymous donations, he could afford to make grand gestures. He could even afford to throw money in the face of that influential figure.
"You don't have to do much. Just create a YouTube account, follow her, and send some positive comments to encourage her. Don't let the trolls drown out her stream. Sadly, that's about all we can do to help her gain one more follower."
Bella, unaware of Evan's newfound capabilities, was a good girl just like Ava. Knowing their family's limitations, she didn't ask for anything more. To her, simply showing support for Ava was the best they could do.
"Sure!" Evan agreed immediately. He had only one sister, after all, and he did leave Ava waiting in the rain a month ago, even though they never actually met.
After hanging up, Evan promptly downloaded YouTube, ignoring the recommended channels to head straight for Ava's stream.
As soon as he entered, a barrage of abusive comments flooded his screen.
"Ava, stop streaming. Nobody's going to donate to you! But hey, if you'd strip, I might consider throwing some change your way."
"Yeah, what's this washed-up minor celeb doing trying to scam us? Who gave you the nerve?"
"Guys, let's bounce. This streamer's just strumming and singing to herself, not interacting with the audience. Boring!"
Seeing these comments and Ava focused on her performance, Evan's brows knitted in disapproval. These trolls and haters were taking things too far.
"Enough, I'll give you a hand today," he decided. Evan was no saint, not obligated to rescue every soul in sight, but Ava was truly kind-hearted and deserved his assistance.
Besides, he had owed her once before, and now, equipped with the Super Rich System, it would be remiss not to help.
Swiftly registering an account under the name "Wealthy Smith," he typed a message into the live chat: "Trolls, leave now. Ava's streaming room doesn't welcome you. She's got all the support she needs with me here."
His words landed like a boulder in a pond, rippling through the chat."Who's this guy with such a big mouth, claiming to support her stream alone? Don't leave yet, guys. Let's see how he plans to hold up this stream by himself!""Heh, YouTube's full of these blowhards. Big guy, enough talk. Let's see some rockets before you say another word.""If he can actually support Ava's stream all by himself, I'll eat my hat live!"“…”Evan couldn't help but smirk at the absurdity of the trolls. Today, he'd show them what true wealth looked like.After linking his bank card, he typed with a sly grin, "Well then, let's start with ninety-nine Super Rockets for a bit of fanfare, shall we?"On YouClub, the Super Rocket was the pièce de résistance of gifts, each valued at $2,000. A single Super Rocket would trigger a platform-wide notification, a banner unfurling across every stream.Ninety-nine Super Rockets—that was an expenditure of $198,000! And just for kicks!Even among the truly wealthy, such
The arrival of Fortune Baron instantly grabbed the attention of countless YouClub viewers, especially his current spree of gifting the new streamer Samantha, which set the gossip-hungry crowd abuzz with speculation.Evan shook his head at the flurry of messages and retorted, "Who's this fool? I'm gifting on my own terms; what's it to you? Let's talk after I send ten more Super Rockets."Without hesitation, his fingers flew across the screen as he continued his generous onslaught."Whoosh!""Whoosh!""..."In just five minutes, he had unleashed eighty-eight Super Rockets, their effects dominating Ava's stream with an unyielding presence."Is he really going for ninety-nine Super Rockets?""Eighty-eight in five minutes, wow, now that's what I call a tycoon."By now, the trolls were struck dumb by Evan's display, his opulence virtually palpable through their screens.These eighty-eight Super Rockets had an unparalleled effect, swelling the crowd from a mere twenty thousand to half a mill
Evan, seeing these messages from various female streamers, could only scoff. He didn't bother to reply—sending even a single period seemed a waste.He continued his onslaught of Super Rockets, unabashedly slapping the faces of the trolls and Fortune Baron himself!"4022!""4023!""..."Ninety minutes had passed, and his gifting marathon hadn't paused for a second.Ava's stream was abuzz like never before, as the entirety of YouClub's audience and even those from other platforms converged there, all eager to catch a glimpse of this super tycoon and the beauty he was showering with riches.And during this spectacle, as Evan continued his cool, methodical gifting, the headquarters of YouClub was anything but composed."Manager Kennedy, please proceed with signing a contract with this broadcaster named Ava immediately!"In a modest twenty-square-meter office, seven YouClub employees—four women and three men—pleaded with the middle-aged man seated regally in the office chair."All of you a
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 toge
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