The late-night street was cold and deserted.
In September, the air already carried a slight chill.
Wang Yuan took a sip of Snowflake Beer, his heart aching with bitterness.
An Yi sipped his Lightning Cola and comforted him, "It's fine, it's fine! So what if you spent nine thousand bucks? Leave it to me! If you're broke, I’ll loan you some high-interest cash!"
Wang Yuan:
"But... but I didn’t even get her number for those nine thousand. Back in the day, I might’ve already won her over by now."
Wang Yuan grumbled pitifully.
An Yi shook his head, "What are you thinking? Even if you succeeded, you’d just get cheated on. Look at me—a clean, single man. No chance of getting cuckolded!"
"Then why did you ask for that older sister’s contact info?" Wang Yuan asked, eyes wide.
An Yi patted Wang Yuan’s shoulder solemnly, "She gave it to me first. The internet’s all fake, Yuan. You can’t handle it."
Finally, An Yi pulled off a smooth interception!
Wang Yuan’s "Destiny Value" finally dropped to zero!
Ding! [Bullying] Mission Complete!
An Yi:
"How is this bullying?!"
Ding! Mission Reward: Subsidiary System [Financial Management]! Evil Power Value +20!
An Yi raised an eyebrow. "An actual system?"
"No way, a tiny mission like this rewards a whole system?"
"So this guy isn’t the ‘God of Wealth’ type?" An Yi felt a pang of existential sorrow.
Without a wealthy bro, his dream of eternal leisure—lounging at home, hugging girls, drinking beer, and watching TV—was shattered.
Now he’d have to go back to being the Boss.
"Making money yourself is exhausting!"
Glancing at the Financial Management System, An Yi wondered if he should give it to Lan Ruoxi.
But after a quick look, his face darkened, and he immediately dismissed the idea.
[Financial Management System]
System Description: For every 1 point of Misfortune suffered, gain 1 point of Ability!
An Yi was intrigued. "It devours Misfortune in exchange for abilities? That’s new."
Ability Exchange Shop:
- Accounting Mastery: 100 Ability Points!
- Word Proficiency: 100 Ability Points!
"Damn, this is useless!"
An Yi’s eyebrows shot up.
"Turns out there’s a system even lamer than just punching things forever."
Misfortune Points:
- Getting beaten up: 10 Misfortune Points!
- Taking the blame: 5 Misfortune Points!
- Being scolded: 1 Misfortune Point!
- Being badmouthed: 1 Misfortune Point!
- Getting a "Nice Guy" card: 5 Misfortune Points!
An Yi skimmed through the list, unimpressed. "Even stingier than the Villain System!"
He didn’t even feel like exploiting a loophole.
"To save up 100 points for some office skills? That’d take forever!"
Scrolling down the endless list of misfortunes, his finger suddenly stopped at the very bottom.
Getting cheated on: 1,000 Misfortune Points!
An Yi gasped, "Holy sht!"
"This is Wang Yuan’s personal system!"
And at the end, it read: [Transferable].
Ugh.
Wang Yuan, now drunk off Snowflake Beer, suddenly bent over the curb and vomited violently.
Between heaves, he sniffled, tears streaming down his face.
"Wh-why am I so unlucky?! As a kid, my pocket money got stolen. As an adult, my girlfriends got stolen. This year’s even worse—every relationship crashes and burns. I’ve been cheated on four times already! Even random thugs beat me up outside school!"
Listening to Wang Yuan’s tearful rant, An Yi sighed deeply.
At the same time, he confirmed one thing:
"This guy is definitely not the protagonist."
"What kind of protagonist gets cuckolded nonstop? A little is fine, but this is ridiculous!"
"An endlessly cheated-on male lead won’t win any fans."
"You know what?"
An Yi’s voice turned serious.
Wang Yuan, still cursing fate and sobbing, saw An Yi’s grave expression and tensed up. "Know what?"
"If a road leads nowhere, turn back. If love isn’t returned, let go. If passion gets no response, know when to stop."
An Yi exhaled and spoke earnestly.
Wang Yuan seemed to ponder this, nodding vaguely.
An Yi clasped his hands behind his back and mused, "When I’m at my lowest, I tell myself: Heaven gave me talent for a reason. These trials are just tempering my will. After so many hardships, nothing can break me anymore. Experience is self-refinement—the more you endure, the stronger you become."
"When Heaven is about to place great responsibility on a man, it first tempers his heart, strains his muscles, starves his body, empties his being, and confounds his every step!"
Wang Yuan’s eyes lit up with sudden inspiration.
"Bro Yi! If Heaven’s torturing me like this, it must be testing me! Tell me—with all this suffering, am I the Chosen One?!"
"Chosen my ass! You’re just a walking tragedy!"
Suppressing the urge to roll his eyes, An Yi patted his shoulder with solemn gravity.
"You guessed right!"
"This Misfortune System was made for you!"
Wang Yuan grinned. "Bro Yi, I’ve decided! I’m going to pursue Miss Lin Mei'er and marry her!"
An Yi’s eyebrow twitched violently.
"Bro, if you die someday, I’ll burn a whole nightclub’s worth of incense for you."
"It all comes down to money. If I were rich, girls would like me, chase me, love me!"
Wang Yuan clenched his fists, teeth gritted.
"Not necessarily. Just look at ‘IV drip—missing your fluid’ guy."
An Yi nodded. "True, money changes everything. What if I gave you an opportunity? Would you take it?"
"Y-you’re giving me that million from the ‘Poison Prince’ compensation?!"
Wang Yuan’s eyes widened in shock.
An Yi:
"Shallow! Money from others can’t compare to earning it yourself! Sure, I took that million, but my noble soul suffers every second!"
An Yi lectured sternly, "Money you earn yourself is the only kind you’ll spend happily. Come work for my company!"
Wang Yuan blinked. "You’re a rich second-gen?"
An Yi smirked arrogantly. "No—I’m the first-gen."
Wang Yuan hesitated, then nodded fiercely.
"Bro Yi, I’ve been unlucky since birth—even people around me get dragged down. You’re the only one who never looked down on me, even invited me in. From now on, I, Wang Yuan, am yours!"
An Yi’s smile froze.
"Wait, the Misfortune affects bystanders too?!"
"And what do you mean ‘yours’? I have a CP!"
Of course, An Yi had no idea that the unlucky guy he’d picked up today would one day fund the entire Asura Sect. [But that’s a story for another time.]
Ding! Recruit [Wang Yuan]?
Hearing the system’s voice, An Yi smirked.
"This guy triggered the system? Maybe he’s not so simple after all."
He casually tapped [Confirm].
Then, he discovered something shocking—Wang Yuan’s loyalty to him was already at a staggering 100 points!
Maxed out instantly!
The only other person who’d given him this treatment was Fang Jueming.
An Yi said coolly, "Bro, I’m giving you something."
Wang Yuan blinked. "What?"
Suddenly, Wang Yuan gasped in disbelief.
"B-Bro Yi, this is…"
"Remember one thing: Getting cheated on isn’t scary. What’s scary is not having the courage to face it!"
An Yi gripped his shoulder firmly.
"If you work under me, no moping around. Understood?"
"YES!"
Wang Yuan roared, tears of passion in his eyes.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
