May.
A major event broke out!
The Ren Group donated 20 million in cash plus 10 million worth of supplies—not much, just double what the oil company gave.
Aotian Public Fund contributed 10 million worth of supplies.
Miracle Media, 10 million worth of supplies.
Miracle Capital, 10 million worth of supplies.
And Cao Cheng personally…
One billion!
Money is valuable these days.
But some things can’t be measured by money.
Especially for Young Master Cao.
Whether it was because of what Tang’s Mother said before—“gathering momentum”—or as an investment in the future,
he felt no problem with this sum.
For the public, it’s taking from the people and giving back to the people.
For himself, it’s like forging a “golden” reputation.
Once the donation was announced, it seemed every leader who caught wind of it was momentarily stunned.
These days,
many provinces’ donations couldn’t even match what Cao Cheng gave alone.
Afterwards,
the elders issued a formal approval: a new generation with morality, culture, conscience, and soul—the “Four Haves”—a conscientious entrepreneur and financier who truly cares about the country!
That was a big statement.
And his status was solidified.
At least in financial and business circles, Cao Cheng was now a big-name “family” figure.
The most obvious benefit was the recognition.
All sorts of organizations came knocking—whether it was conferences for outstanding youth, nominations for top ten entrepreneurs, at city, provincial, or even national levels…
Additionally,
Aotian Fund signed a whole batch of new contracts with various institutions.
Everything suddenly went smoothly.
It was as if someone had flipped the green light.
…
This matter rolled into June, approaching July.
Human joys and sorrows are never the same.
Entertainment companies were furious.
Because last month they received internal news: all talent shows and similar programs must be halted this year.
In other words,
all the preparations over the past four months were wasted.
Some things just don’t like comparisons.
Losing money is one thing.
If your rivals lose money too, and even more than you, that’s a cause for celebration.
But…
all the production companies and TV variety show departments looked back at Miracle Media.
Damn!
Why are you still just creating new folders?
It’s been almost half a year since you bragged about making the country’s number one variety show, so where’s your casting?
Where’s your program?
What about your contract bets with the TV stations?
All talk, no action?
What the hell?
The most infuriating part was, in previous years, no one would start casting this early, so theoretically, losses in money, time, and effort wouldn’t be this big.
Everyone was ready to teach this foolish rich second generation a lesson.
Trying to squeeze him out of the market.
But then…
the brakes were slammed on.
Everyone’s frustration was bottled up, nearly suffocating them.
If it weren’t for Miracle stirring the pot, this wouldn’t have happened.
And now, Miracle hasn’t suffered any losses at all.
This damn…
Where can anyone argue about this?
The negative emotions exploded overnight, and Cao Cheng gained a “god-level treasure chest” that kept growing.
Young Master Cao slept soundly.
These past two months were busy.
Cao Cheng was truly busy, with too many social obligations, so he simply handed the matter over to Old Cao and Ren’s mother to handle.
He himself took a newly formed team, along with a massive amount of supplies, to provide support.
He was contributing manpower, money, and effort all at once!
Avoided some unnecessary social engagements.
He just got back recently!
His skin was a bit darker.
Looking at himself in the mirror,
Cao Cheng pointed at his reflection: “Old Gu, you’re still as plain as ever.”
“Getting this dark, I guess you’ll need a whole year to recover your complexion.”
Though he muttered these words, his heart was full.
No one could truly understand the joy of saving lives.
If it weren’t for the system, Cao Cheng would definitely be a true hero of chivalry.
Self-reflection… damn the system.
…
It was already July.
The secondary market was buzzing nonstop.
It had completely broken below the 3000 mark and continued to fluctuate downward… no one knew when it would end.
The small retail investors had all been completely spooked—father was numb!
The forum posts still hung on the front page, no matter how much they called out, the stock god remained silent.
The stock god was very busy right now.
Just got home.
Wanted to catch up with his sisters—they hadn’t seen each other for a while and missed each other dearly.
At the same time, Ren’s mother had organized a family dinner to welcome and celebrate the return of their family’s Little Five—the hero of the household.
A family worth billions, Ren’s mother’s kindness was immense.
Even the eldest and second siblings felt the benefits.
“A family united in responsibility!”
Most importantly, Cao Cheng still cared deeply for the elders and folks back in his hometown.
After the family dinner,
Cao Cheng finally had some downtime.
Without missing a beat, he called home.
“Aunt Wang~~~~~~”
“Enjoying your summer vacation? My little brother’s on break, right? Has he gone out to play?”
[Beep~ Negative emotion +800!]
Alright.
This definitely meant he hadn’t done well on his exams.
Otherwise, his mood wouldn’t be so sour.
He must be putting on a front with himself.
“By the way, Aunt Wang, how did Little Wang do this year? I’ve been busy lately and haven’t kept up, but I’m really worried about my little brother.”
“Aunt Wang,”
“Aunt Wang, why aren’t you saying anything, Aunt Wang?”
Aunt Wang gritted her teeth and finally responded: “None of your business. Why do you even care?”
Whoa.
Still that fiery temper.
Cao Cheng didn’t get angry—after all, they were hometown folks.
Mr. Cao’s tolerance was considerable.
Cao Cheng said, “What you said isn’t fair. Even though I’m temporarily away from Sanjiang, away from our neighborhood, I’m still a child of the cotton mill. I care about my little brother. Is that wrong?”
[Beep~ Negative emotion…]
“Maybe I should come back soon and visit him in person to find out what’s going on.”
“No need.” Aunt Wang was anxious.
“Aunt Wang, you’re just being too distant.”
“Who’s being distant? I just don’t want to see you,” Aunt Wang raised her voice, almost breaking.
“……”
Cao Cheng almost laughed out loud.
In the end, Aunt Wang grudgingly gave a rough report of the grades.
Just barely passing.
But definitely not good enough for a decent school.
“Aunt Wang, this is your fault.”
“What? My fault?”
“Aunt Wang, I know you’re worried, but don’t get mad so fast. Let me explain.”
“Go ahead,” Aunt Wang huffed, her anger audible even over the phone.
Cao Cheng asked, “Do you often hit the kid?”
Of course.
Isn’t that exactly why you hit him?
Aunt Wang snapped, “I do hit him, and he’s still like this. If I didn’t, who knows what he’d turn into.”
Cao Cheng said, “Your way of thinking is way too old-fashioned. What era do you think we’re living in? This is a new society, the new millennium, a brand-new century. How can you still use outdated traditions to raise kids?”
“The old saying ‘spare the rod, spoil the child’ is just wrong.”
“Think about it. My brother wasn’t dumb to begin with, right? Even if he went to school, had some romances, occasionally hung out with shady friends, went to internet cafes, game arcades, or even bars… Of course, these behaviors aren’t right and deserve a beating.”
“But…”
“Let’s put facts aside for a moment. Are you absolutely without fault?”
Aunt Wang’s breathing grew uneven. “What fault do I have???"
Cao Cheng said, “Have you ever really cared about him? Besides hitting him, what kind of education have you given?”
“There’s no loving education, just ‘dad’s discipline’.”
“Aunt Wang, you have to learn to understand — which kid doesn’t make mistakes?”
“Besides,”
“Did he purposely not want to study? Did he not want to learn? Of course not. Otherwise, why would he keep retaking classes? He obviously wants to improve.”
“Have you ever thought maybe he’s just simply… not cut out for studying? Maybe his IQ isn’t high enough.”
“Have you ever had his IQ tested?”
“And you even hit him on the head sometimes, almost to the point of making him stupid. Have you ever reflected on yourself? Are you really without any fault?”
“…”
Whether Little Wang is stupid or not, no one really knows.
But Aunt Wang definitely isn’t stupid.
She heard it loud and clear… this kid just came here to nitpick and scold her to her face.
“This is our family business, none of your damn business, you little bastard.”
“Aunt Wang, you’re being a bit ungrateful here.”
“None of your damn business, ptooey~~~”
Aunt Wang hung up the phone immediately.
Cao Cheng grinned so wide his back teeth showed.
All the pent-up frustration in his heart instantly cleared away.
Aunt Wang is a good person after all.
Next time I go back home, I’ll bring her some gifts and remind her to take care of herself.
Between just the two of us, I’ll save you some [Longevity Tea].
This is a rare treasure.
I wouldn’t give it to just anyone.
…
Feeling good.
Time to draw some loot.
During this time, besides opening ordinary treasure chests, Cao Cheng had also accumulated quite a bit of emotional energy.
Now he could open six god-tier treasure chests.
Saved up for a long time.
He had said before he wouldn’t open any more.
But after all this time, his luck should have turned around, right?
Cao, the young master, just didn’t believe it…
Couldn’t a god-tier chest drop at least one item he was satisfied with?
He’d opened four before.
A resurrection card, a teleportation scroll, a movement skill, and… a hole!
Add these six more, that’s ten draws in total. Surely something good would show up?
If ten draws don’t produce a quality item…
Then forget this system!
…
Burning incense and bathing.
Wearing a robe, he sat down in his study.
Lit three sticks of incense.
That’s right, no more cigarettes.
This time it was the finest [Dragon’s Amber Incense].
This was something he got from a golden treasure chest, probably the kind of incense offered to the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, infused with the aura of divine blessings.
Cao Cheng was sincere this time.
He lit it.
Smelled wonderful.
He almost reached enlightenment.
Damn~
This is some good stuff.
But soon, mysterious energy appeared before his eyes.
The god-tier treasure chest in the void shimmered brilliantly…
Finally, amid Cao’s grumbling, the fifth god-tier treasure chest opened.
[ Ding~ ]
【Congratulations to the host for witnessing a miracle—obtained a god-tier treasure chest and unlocked the skill: Divine Insight!】
Cao Cheng glanced at the description.
Alright...
Another lifesaving skill.
Simple, yet incredibly powerful.
It can see through all disguises, camouflage, masks, and even traps and poisons...
Including enemies hidden nearby.
All descriptions focused on survival.
But... here’s the good news: this skill is half about survival, half about offense.
Under Divine Insight, an enemy’s weak points become crystal clear at a glance.
Even firearms.
The moment an opponent raises their hand, you can see the bullet’s trajectory with one look.
If they throw a grenade, you can see its arc... it’s like having a cheat code in a game.
No wonder it’s called Divine Insight.
Truly a dragon’s elixir.
Finally, luck is turning around.
Even if this skill is technically for survival, at least... it’s better than the Blessed Realm, right?
Damn it.
That thing only helps if you hide and train; even the gods can’t find you, but it’s useless otherwise.
Revival cards are the same—if you don’t die, they’re pointless.
As for teleportation and agility skills, although they have some offensive edge, they pale compared to Divine Insight.
“Next~~~~”
Cao Cheng was a bit excited.
【Ding~】
【Congratulations to the host for witnessing a miracle—obtained a god-tier treasure chest and earned the title ‘Lucky Aura’!】
“??”
Cao Cheng checked the description.
Damn.
No way to praise this, huh?
This thing... feels so intangible.
Especially the description: when facing a deadly crisis, the Lucky Aura can prevent fatal injuries.
Alright, alright.
Now that’s what I call a child of fortune.
Shot over eighty thousand times and still only has surface wounds, just needs a night’s rest to get back to action!
Nice aura.
Again, survival-focused.
...
The seventh one.
【Ding~】
【Congratulations to the host for witnessing a miracle—obtained a god-tier treasure chest and unlocked Guardian Field!】
“Heh.”
True to its name.
When taking a fatal blow, an invisible energy shield appears around Cao, protecting him.
It grants immunity to all attacks for one whole minute.
Cooldown: one day!
“Heh~”
Cao Cheng shook his head with a wry smile, utterly stunned.
Alright, alright!
At this rate, forget about anyone else—Cao Cheng feels like even if he tried to kill himself, it’d be nearly impossible to die.
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