[The Godly Rich System from the God of Lust] (Chapters 1-4)

Author: huajiyue
Published on the forum on July 6, 2017
Word count: 12679
Chapter 1
The scorching summer sun blazed down, making the asphalt roads gleam.
Shanghai Saint Estella College is divided into two campuses, an old and a new one. The new campus, completed in 2000, features towering
modern high-rise buildings, while the old campus is a collection of antique pavilions and towers. The two campuses are adjacent to each other,
separated only by a narrow bluestone path, perfectly
blending the two completely contrasting styles of modernity and antiquity.
In the dormitories of the new campus, during the campus expansion, in response to energy conservation and environmental protection and to curb
the impact of global warming, the dormitories were not equipped with air conditioning like the teaching buildings. Instead, the original design was replaced with
wall-mounted fans for each student.
Yang Ming lay sprawled on his bed in dormitory 308, like a salted fish. The weather was unbearably hot and humid; there wasn't
a breath of wind outside, the thick air seemed to have solidified. The fan on the wall, in such heat,
only blew hot air, doing absolutely no job of cooling him down. Sweat had already soaked Yang Ming's entire body.
"Cough cough..."
Suddenly, Yang Ming, who had just been fast asleep in bed,
sat up abruptly like a drowning man, coughing violently, gasping for air while frantically groping his body
.
"I'm not dead! Haha, I'm actually alive! Was it all just a dream?!" Yang Ming looked around at his surroundings
. Everything was so familiar, yet strangely unfamiliar. His gaze fell
on his two roommates, who were sleeping soundly like everyone else. A strange feeling flashed through his mind. He quickly rolled over and
pulled out his precious Huawei F5, which he had saved up for over a year. The date clearly printed on it was
April 26, 2015.
A feeling of surviving a near-death experience filled Yang Ming's mind. Was it really just a dream? But it felt so
real. Normally, people find it difficult to recall everything from a dream after waking up, but Yang Ming found that he
didn't need to try at all; everything from the dream was still vivid in his mind.
Years of experience in the business world had instilled in Yang Ming a calm and composed demeanor. He still couldn't be sure if he
was reborn like a protagonist in a web novel, returning to five years prior to become one of the lucky few, or
if everything happening in his mind was just a dream, or perhaps this was the dream itself.
Thinking this, Yang Ming unconsciously pinched his cheek hard. A slight pain shot through him, and he
sighed softly. Whatever had happened, at least he understood that everything now was not a dream, but real
.
Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, but did he dream that he was Zhuangzi, or did the butterfly dream that it
was Zhuangzi? At this moment, Yang Ming couldn't help but recall a passage from the ancient text *Zhuangzi* that he had memorized in his textbooks.
Yang Ming was a native of Shanghai, but he had never met his parents and was raised by his grandfather.
When he was young, Yang Ming would ask his grandfather about his parents, but each time his grandfather would weep silently. Later,
as Yang Ming grew older, he never asked again.
Making a living in a metropolis like Shanghai, where land is incredibly expensive, is truly difficult. The grandfather and grandson lived a
very hard life. The grandfather, already quite old and without any skills, could only survive by collecting recyclables. Yang
Ming learned independence at a young age. While other children were mischievous, Yang Ming was already
helping his grandfather collect recyclables. Later, thanks to his excellent grades, he began tutoring others
to earn money to support the family.
This long period of poverty became Yang Ming's driving force, and ultimately, with outstanding grades,
he was admitted to Huaxia University. However, in that same year, Yang Ming's grandfather, as if fulfilling his final wish,
passed away the very night he received his acceptance letter.
It turned out that the old man's irregular eating habits over the years had led to a diagnosis of late-stage liver cancer a year prior. Doctors predicted he might
not live more than a month. However, the old man, without any medication, persevered for a
full year. No one knew what force enabled him to endure so long, but Yang Ming understood: knowledge
changes destiny. The old man didn't want him to be distracted by the college entrance exam, fearing he would give up his studies.
Knowing everything, Yang Ming cried, cried for a long time, and then he laughed—yes, he laughed,
crying and laughing at the same time. He cried because his last remaining relative had left him, and he hadn't yet given the old man a proper life; he laughed
because he knew his grandfather was finally free, no longer tormented by illness, no longer tossing and turning in pain at night
.
During university, Yang Ming could have applied for tuition waivers based on his excellent grades, but he declined,
also declining student loans. He preferred to work part-time every day. Others laughed at him for being foolish, but
he simply didn't want to stop; he wanted a more fulfilling life.
During this time, he received a lot of care from his roommates. The eldest, Lu Jiahao, was a third-generation rich kid with assets exceeding 100 million yuan, a
local of Shanghai, and very loyal. He often took the other roommates out to experience life. The second eldest, Chang Xing, was
a League of Legends boosting agent, somewhat handsome, and dreamed of one day playing professionally and becoming a professional
player. The third eldest, Sima Kong, was a chubby, lazy guy. If you underestimate him because of this, you
'll regret it for life. He's a hacker, and a very skilled one at that.
After graduation, although the second eldest didn't become a professional League of Legends player, he surprisingly became a League of
Legends commentator. With his decent looks and humorous commentary style, he was widely loved by esports players.
The third eldest went to work for a game programming company. Despite his wealthy family background, he didn't have much ambition and focused on being a
programmer.
Under his boss's leadership, he embarked on his entrepreneurial journey, overcoming numerous obstacles and setbacks. In five
years, they transformed a small shell company into a large, established enterprise with hundreds of employees.
Everything seemed perfect, but shortly after the company announced its new leader, Lu Jiahao suddenly turned on him.
Billions in funding vanished, and he inexplicably became the company's legal representative. He was thus left in ruins.
Amidst his doubts, he was sentenced to 20 years in prison for economic fraud.
Shortly after his imprisonment, he heard that his second and third brothers had confronted Lu Jiahao, questioning why he had done this.
Were all those years of friendship a lie? Would he really betray his brothers for money? The answer was indeed from Lu Jiahao.
With a cold laugh, the two were brutally beaten by Lu Jiahao's bodyguards. The second brother not only had all ten fingers broken, but his face was also disfigured,
rendering him unable to continue explaining. The third brother fared even worse, reportedly being beaten into a vegetative state on the spot.
Even in prison, Yang Ming couldn't escape Lu Jiahao's cruelty. He was placed in a death
row cell. Looking at the desperate criminals around him, he knew Lu Jiahao had no intention of letting him live to see his release.
Just when Yang Ming thought he would be tortured to death by these psychopaths, a meteorite suddenly fell from the sky, landing squarely
in his prison.
It is said that that night, a meteor shower suddenly fell from the sky, and many places around the world were struck by unexpected meteorites.
A well-known television station in Shanghai reported: A meteorite appeared in the sky above a heavy-duty prison outside the city,
killing all 108 people, including guards.
Everything outside was irrelevant to Yang Ming. Just as he was resigned to his fate, he found himself in a fiery red world
. This was a bizarre world; he found himself without a body, transformed into a milky-white mist.
All around him were beings like himself, large and small white mists scattered throughout this world that stretched as far as the eye could see
.
Yang Ming quietly observed his surroundings, discovering that the surrounding mists were fighting each other. Unlike Yang Ming, they didn't possess
reason; they were like mad beasts, fighting purely on instinct.
Yang Ming quietly hid in a corner, avoiding the larger mists that were stronger than him. Occasionally, some
were drifted near him by the white mist, and Yang Ming naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity to grow stronger. He didn't know why
he was doing this; a voice in his mind kept telling him to devour, to fight, to slaughter.
Time seemed to stand still. In this world bathed in a crimson glow, Yang Ming had long lost
his sense of time. Finally, only two enormous wisps of mist remained in the world. One was Yang Ming himself, and the other
was the final victor of the chaotic battle.
Knowing he could no longer hide, Yang Ming confronted his opponent for the first time, and a protracted battle quickly
ensued.
But Yang Ming soon realized his assessment was flawed; his opponent was far stronger than him. Yang Ming felt
utterly outmatched, and most of his body was swallowed whole.
Just as Yang Ming thought he was about to die, Lu Jiahao's arrogant face flashed through his mind.
"You're nothing but my dog, haha, trying to climb all over me! How laughable, how laughable!"
"Ah! No, I'm not reconciled… I'm not reconciled! Ah!…" Suddenly, a white
light flashed from Yang Ming's body, and a strange power emerged within him. The mist representing Yang Ming began to condense, and in the blink of an eye
, the entire mist transformed into a white human figure.
Powered by this mysterious energy, the figure Yang Ming had transformed into displayed incredible might, easily
dispersing the massive cloud of mist with a few punches and kicks, and swallowing it whole.
Just as Yang Ming emerged victorious, a massive white beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping him below
.
Soon, an indescribable itching sensation spread through him, as if insects were constantly crawling and biting his body
. Unable to endure it any longer, Yang Ming's vision went black, and he fainted.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in his dormitory.
Looking at the pristine white ceiling, Yang Ming recalled what had happened, slowly closed his eyes, and began to clear his mind
, intending to sleep first and deal with it tomorrow. Suddenly, a cold, synthesized voice echoed in his mind.
"Beep... Host's mental state has stabilized, suitable for binding!"
"Beep... System detection in progress..."
Chapter Two
"Beep... Language in progress..."
"Binding initiation! Binding 1%."
"Binding 15%."
"Binding 50%."
"Binding 99%."
"Binding 100%, binding complete."
A strange synthesized electronic voice rapidly rang in his mind. Yang Ming opened his eyes and looked around, wondering who was
playing a joke on him. He was surprised to find his roommates still fast asleep, his eyes filled with
confusion.
"System?" Yang Ming asked in a low voice.
"Hello, host." The synthesized electronic voice continued to ring in Yang Ming's mind.
"Who, who is playing tricks on me?" Yang Ming was a little confused. He got up again and looked around the entire dormitory, trying
to find the source of the voice. If it weren't for the fact that it was the middle of the night, Yang Ming would have cursed out loud.
Who was playing such a joke on him?
"This system is a divine system from the ancient Heavenly Court. The host meets the requirements, and the binding is complete. Please
maintain emotional stability, otherwise the system will activate coercive measures to help you maintain emotional stability." The cold
, synthesized voice continued to speak in Yang Ming's mind.
"This system is bound to your body. No one else can detect it except the host. Also,
everything the host just experienced was not a dream. If you hadn't been chosen by this system, you would probably be dead in that
prison. Oh, or death would be a relief for you. For example, you would have been sodomized, burned alive, etc. Anyway,
the Lu family has already arranged a prison package for you, holding you in a state of ecstasy."
"..." For some reason, Yang Ming suddenly felt that although the system's voice was still that cold, synthesized voice,
it was full of schadenfreude.
"First of all, congratulations to the host for surviving the Gu practice and gaining this opportunity for rebirth."
"Rebirth? Could everything in the dream just now be real!" Yang Ming really couldn't believe it, and it was hard for him to
believe that his old man, Lu Jiahao, was such a despicable person. How could he accept this?
However, the cold, synthesized voice ignored Yang Ming's emotional fluctuations and continued, "This system was
created by a great deity who, mindful of the popularity of system-based games in recent years, specially combined fragments of the ancient Heavenly Court."
"The 'Super Rich System' congratulates the host on becoming the first user of this system."
"..." For some reason, hearing "first user"
sent a strange sense of unease through Yang Ming.
"Now issuing the newbie mission: As a man about to become a super rich man, how can the host still be
a virgin! The host has one week to find a beauty rated 9 or higher to lose virginity. Mission reward: System officially
activated, version upgraded! Mission failure: Host dies!"
Yang Ming stared speechlessly at the system mission before him. After studying it for a while, he finally understood what a beauty rated 9 or higher
meant. This broken system rated beauties on a scale of 1 to 9, and 9 or higher meant a true
beauty without makeup—simply put, a beauty straight out of a Photoshop creation. Are you sure this mission is something a human can complete?
Even if he used a hookup app, he'd probably struggle to complete the task. A woman of that caliber would
n't be out there messing around; she'd either be kept by a sugar daddy or surrounded by all sorts of people fawning over her. A flick of the finger and she'd be hooked up
. She'd never lack men. Of course, there would be thrill-seekers, but Yang Ming didn't believe his luck was so incredible that
he'd actually run into one.
How was he supposed to solve this task? Weren't the protagonists in novels who got cheat codes supposed to be incredibly
powerful, showing off and slapping everyone in the face? Why was his system's initial task so terrible? Yang Ming
now suspected his system might be fake. What
Yang Ming didn't know was that this system was a creation of some deity, leaving behind all sorts of bugs—that
was normal. He'd understand in the future that there was no limit to how bad it could get.
Yang Ming decided to thoroughly study this so-called "super-rich system" first. In the lower right corner, there were
nine icons: attributes, tasks, and the last seven were in a black, invisible state, clearly not yet
activated.
With a thought, Yang Ming opened the interface representing his character's attributes. Soon, an attribute panel appeared
before him.
Host: Yang Ming (Temporary)
System: Godly Tycoon System
Level: 0 (Experience Points: 0/0)
Strength: 3 (Normal Person 5)
Spirit: 9 (Normal Person 5)
"...What kind of attributes are these?" Yang Ming muttered, then opened the task interface.
The screen flashed, the attribute interface disappeared, and a text-filled interface appeared in its place.
Main Task: As a man about to become a godly tycoon, how can the host still be a virgin! The host
must find a beautiful woman with a score of 9 or higher within one week to lose his virginity. Task Reward: System officially activated, version upgraded
!
Task Failure: Host dies!
Daily Task: 1 WRMB (Consumption: 0/10000)
Random Task: Not yet available, please bind your account as soon as possible.
Huh, there's even a daily task! After struggling for so long, Yang Ming quickly succumbed to sleep.
The next day at noon, Yang Ming was still fast asleep when Chang Xing and Sima Kong, returning from class, couldn't bear to see him like that
and woke him up.
He vaguely heard someone shouting in his ear, and Yang Ming struggled to open his eyes, then slowly closed them again
. His only feeling was that his head was about to explode; many people were chattering in his head.
He had never known what noise pollution was before, but now he was experiencing it firsthand.
Taking a few deep breaths, Yang Ming opened his eyes again, sitting up groggily, silently wondering,
"Is this a side effect of being reborn?"
Just then, the system's cold voice sounded in his mind: "Host, your guess is quite correct. The current situation
is a side effect of practicing Gu. Practicing Gu has infinitely enhanced the host's mental power, causing brain swelling and pain, and at the same time,
a decrease in control over the body. This process will last about four or five days. Please don't worry too much."
"Phew!" Yang Ming exhaled, murmuring to himself, "So everything last night wasn't a dream. I really
have been reborn."
"You're amazing, youngest brother! You even dared to skip the teacher's visit today. Luckily, she didn't take attendance, or
you'd be in big trouble." The second brother said, looking at Yang Ming with a "you
're really lucky" expression. "Youngest brother, are you catching a cold?" The third brother, being the hacker, sensed something was wrong and asked anxiously
.
"Hmm? A cold..." Yang Ming did feel much heavier than usual. He struggled to lift
his incredibly heavy right hand and touched his forehead, finding it was indeed a bit hot. Just as he was about to say
something to the second and third brothers below, a strong wave of dizziness hit him. His eyes rolled back, and the body he had just sat up fell backward again
, collapsing onto the bed with a thud.
"Youngest brother!" Yang Ming's last conscious thought came from the second and third brothers' concerned exclamations.
...
When Yang Ming regained consciousness, it was already afternoon. He smelled disinfectant. Slightly
opening his eyes, Yang Ming found himself lying in a hospital bed.
Looking around, Yang Ming realized he was in a VIP ward, divided into inner and outer rooms. Although
he'd never experienced a VIP ward before, as the CEO of a listed company, he was certainly familiar with them; they supposedly cost tens of thousands of yuan a day. It was obvious that only Lu 　　Jiahao
could be so inhumane . 　　After waking up, Yang felt much better. His head still throbbed, but he felt 　　he could grit his teeth and bear it. Finding no one around, Yang was about to call a nurse when he suddenly 　　heard faint, strange noises coming from the outer room, like sucking. 　　The sounds weren't loud; if Yang's body hadn't been modified by the system, and if the VIP ward hadn't 　　had such excellent soundproofing, he probably wouldn't have noticed them. 　　As the sucking sounds from outside grew louder and louder, occasionally punctuated by gagging, Yang Ming 　　awkwardly stopped ringing the bell. Although he was a novice in both his lives, he had at least seen how things worked 　　. All those years of studying with Ms. Cang hadn't been in vain, and he had already guessed the situation outside to some extent 　　.

"Lu Jiahao must have been a reincarnated teddy bear in his past life!" Yang Ming cursed inwardly. In his previous life, he was working
himself to the bone for the company, while Lu Jiahao spent his days flirting with female employees, sending his secretary to notify him whenever he needed something. He truly
lived up to the saying, "When there's nothing to do, the secretary does the work; when there's something to do, the secretary does the work." But then he thought about how he had actually lost to Lu Jiahao,
and felt a pang of unease, like swallowing a fly .
However, Yang Ming's curiosity was also piqued. So, who was Lu Jiahao with outside? Could it be the legendary
full-time nurse? Sometimes, once a thought arises, it's hard to shake it off
. Yang Ming felt like a kitten was scratching at his heart, making him unbearably itchy.
He wanted to sneak over and take a look, but he felt incredibly heavy, making it difficult to move quietly
.
Just then, the system's cold, synthesized voice sounded in Yang Ming's mind: "Congratulations, host, your mental strength has reached 10
, surpassing the normal limits of humanity. You have awakened your superpower: X-ray vision." "
X-ray vision? Could it be…?" At this thought, a white light flashed in Yang Ming's eyes, and
the wall separating the inner and outer spaces suddenly blurred and became transparent, revealing a seductive erotic scene before him.
He saw a stunningly beautiful woman kneeling on the ground with a wanton expression, wearing a
nurse's uniform—or rather, lingerie. The short skirt barely covered her rounded buttocks, and
the deep V-neckline revealed a pair of enormous breasts, a large expanse of flesh exposed.
At this moment, the beautiful woman was engrossed in sucking on Lu Jiahao's crotch, her head bobbing up and down.
She would occasionally shove the entire length of his enormous penis into her mouth, each thrust accompanied by
a gagging sound. Simultaneously, one hand was constantly touching her bare vulva, copious amounts of vaginal fluid
sliding down her flesh-colored stockinged legs to the ground.
Yang Ming felt a strange familiarity with the woman, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
He was confident in his memory, but for some reason, he couldn't place her.
Chapter 3
Soon, after about a minute of this spying, Yang Ming felt a wave of dizziness
. His vision blurred briefly before returning to normal. Clearly, with his current mental strength,
his X-ray vision could only last a short time.
Yang Ming suddenly had a wicked thought: perhaps making some noise this time would scare Lu Jiahao into impotence. However,
he quickly abandoned this idea, thinking there was plenty of time; their hatred could be dealt with gradually.
Quietly lying back in bed, Yang Ming knew he still had a Damocles' sword hanging over his head.
He couldn't eat or sleep until he completed that ridiculous newbie quest.
Did he only have seven days to live? Was he going to die together with Lu Jiahao?
"System, does the woman outside meet the quest requirements?" Yang Ming thought for a moment. If he could complete
the quest and also cuckold Lu Jiahao, the thought was exciting.
"I'm sorry, host, the woman's appearance is already above 9 points, but unfortunately, her temperament is too poor, so she can only be rated 8
or 9 points. Please rest assured, host, if you encounter a woman who meets the quest requirements, the system will notify you immediately
."
The system's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Yang Ming's heart. The woman outside had already impressed him greatly
, yet she only rated 8 or 9 points. At this moment, he realized he had underestimated the system's trap.
In extreme frustration, Yang Ming drifted off to sleep. He didn't know how much time had passed before he
woke up to a commotion.
Yang Ming's first reaction upon waking was, "Damn it, is Lu Jiahao still not finished?" His secretary
used to gossip that CEO Lu had severe kidney deficiency, and he always ejaculated before she even started.
However, when he opened his eyes, he realized he was mistaken. It was already dark outside, and the ward
was brightly lit, but he didn't see any of his other roommates. Only a pretty young nurse stood
beside his bed, and the noise he'd just heard was clearly from her.
"Oh? You're awake! That's great! You know, you had a fever of 49.5℃! Luckily, your
friend brought you here in time, and the doctor said that if it had been any later, it could have
caused permanent brain damage." The nurse was very excited to see Yang Ming awake and said happily.
"49.5℃? That's a normal reaction? System, are you sure you're not messing with me?" Yang Ming felt this
system was incredibly unfair. Any more heat and it would spontaneously combust! And this was a normal reaction?
Tell me, if it wasn't normal, would it explode?
"Host, the human body is a very mysterious vessel. Your mental strength is too powerful, putting a serious
burden on your body and triggering its self-protective mechanisms. This involves a very profound biological system, which
is difficult for you to understand with your current intelligence. This system reserves the right of final interpretation," the system explained in Yang Ming's mind.
The little nurse clicked her tongue in amazement and continued, "49.5℃! How did you do that? Did you
have some kind of extraordinary encounter, or awaken some superpower?"
Yang Ming hadn't expected the little nurse to be so accurate. His body was indeed much stronger than before,
and he had even gained the ability to see through things. However, he certainly wouldn't admit it, otherwise he'd probably be subjected to dissection and
research. He rolled his eyes and said in a tone of concern for someone with intellectual disabilities, "Beautiful lady, read less novels. Reading too many
will really affect your brain development!"
"Hehe..." The little nurse chuckled dryly, realizing that her words were indeed a joke.
"Hey beautiful, where's my roommate?" Yang Ming hadn't eaten for almost a day. Although his head was still
a little dizzy, his stomach was growling loudly, and he wondered if Lu Jiahao had
forgotten about him after finishing his role-playing.
"Your roommate went downstairs to get takeout. It's been a while; he should be back soon," the nurse
replied.
Just as the nurse finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and a sleazy-looking fat man
walked in carrying two lunchboxes.
"Hi, beautiful, thank you for looking after my brother," the fat man greeted the nurse very enthusiastically.
The nurse , however, ignored Yang Ming, who was sitting up in bed.
"Hmm. Your friend is recovering very well. If there are no complications, he can be discharged soon." Compared to the fat
man's enthusiasm, the nurse nodded rather coldly and turned to leave the room.
The fat man watched the nurse's back with reluctance until the door slammed shut. He then turned
back to Yang Ming with a surprised look and said, "Hey! Little brother, when did you wake up? You suddenly fainted at noon
, which scared us brothers half to death."
Yang Ming rolled his eyes speechlessly. The fat man was none other than Sima Kong, the third oldest in the dormitory. Although Sima
Kong weighed over 200 pounds, his skin was very fair and smooth. Everyone in the dormitory thought that if he could lose
half his weight, he would definitely become a handsome man who could rival the Korean oppa. Sima Kong helplessly said that
he was the type of person who gained weight even from drinking water, and no weight loss method could save him from his fat body.
However, everyone thought that the fat guy's biggest problem wasn't his obesity, but his infatuation with beautiful women. He often forgot himself when he saw a pretty girl
, and coupled with his disgustingly nerdy personality, he frequently drew scorn.
"...Can you give me my food first before you look at the pretty girls? Don't let me die from this, or you'll
starve me to death!" Yang Ming was already used to Sima Kong's habit of forgetting himself when he saw a pretty girl.
"Oh, oh! Okay." Sima Kong pressed a button by the bedside, and a small table was assembled and
appeared on Yang Ming's bedside. Sima Kong placed one lunchbox in front of Yang Ming and the other on
the table beside him.
Yang Ming opened the lunchbox and found that it contained his favorite Old Chen's Century Egg and Lean Pork Congee.
He was incredibly touched that his brother was so considerate. However, he quickly forgot about his initial gratitude.
He felt so hungry he could eat a whole cow, and a small bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork wasn't enough. He exclaimed,
"Only one bowl of congee? I've been starving all day! Third Brother, you've never been this stingy before!"
"Nonsense! You think I, Sima Kong, am as stingy as you? The doctor said you shouldn't
eat too much right after waking up, to prevent any side effects. He told you to eat something light to aid digestion
. See, to take care of you, I'm eating congee too." Sima Kong said, opening his lunchbox
and gesturing for Yang Ming to see.
After Yang Ming discovered that Sima Kong was also eating the same congee from Old Chen's, although he was still starving, he
didn't say anything more and changed the subject, asking, "Third brother, why am I in a VIP ward?"
"Speaking of which, well, congratulations first!"
"Congratulations to me?"
"Yes, congratulations on breaking the Guinness World Record. The hospital specially arranged for you to stay in a VIP ward."
"..."
"Haha, just kidding. Eldest brother has some shares in Lianhua Hospital. Your condition was so serious at the time,
eldest brother was worried and arranged a VIP ward for you." Sima Kong explained with a grin,
"Thank you so much, eldest brother." Yang Ming's mood suddenly turned terrible. He remembered that Lu Jiahao
had always been very caring towards his roommates; otherwise, how could he, a powerful figure in the business world, have been so easily
tricked by him?
"By the way, youngest brother, what happened to you? Why did you suddenly get such a high fever?" Sima Kong didn't
continue the discussion on that issue and began to inquire about Yang Ming's health.
"It must be the crayfish place we went to last night. I think it's very likely that it had excessive heavy metals," Yang Ming
said seriously after thinking for a moment.
"Nonsense, I ate crayfish too, and I didn't feel like you," Sima Kong said dismissively.
"Uh..." Yang Ming really didn't know how to explain this. Should he tell Sima Kong that his future self
was tricked to death by Lu Jiahao, and then he was reborn to seek revenge? Thinking about it, it was really hard to answer this question.
The two chatted about other things and then began to finish their dinner. Yang Ming ate his dinner with a heavy heart
. Meanwhile, Sima Kong next to him was looking at the screen of his iPhone 6 with a lewd grin, occasionally letting out a lewd
laugh. Yang Ming knew without a doubt that this fat guy had gone to the Yinmin TV live streaming room again to watch those
scantily clad female anchors.
Yinmin TV was currently the largest live streaming platform. It was said that some of the girls there were not only beautiful but also very open.
As long as you were willing to spend money, it was easy to meet those anchors.
Sima Kong had mentioned long ago that Yinmin TV had an internal VIP website where many streamers
had clearly stated their prices, how much per night. When Yinmin TV was first established, he had attempted to hack
into this internal website, but before he could even browse it, he was discovered. The fat man's round head wasn't
for nothing; he knew Yinmin TV's backing was definitely not ordinary, and he immediately retreated, taking a long time to finally evade
the other party's tracking. Knowing that the other party had experts, the fat man didn't dare to act recklessly.
After dinner, Yang Ming suddenly remembered his ridiculous daily task from his system: spending 10,000
MB, which he hadn't yet completed. Wondering what the penalty would be for not completing it, he asked the system.
The system irresponsibly replied with two words: "Annihilation." Yang Ming was startled. If he hadn't just
remembered this task, wouldn't he have become the most tragic reborn person in history,
dying in less than a day?
Yang Ming, inwardly marveling at the system's absurdity, quickly grabbed his phone from the bedside table
. He found an unread message: "Dear VIP user, your account ending in 8888
received a deposit of 10,000.00 yuan at 02:33 on April 26th. Current account balance: 10,385.00
yuan [Xia Guo Bank]."
Spending money was far easier than earning it. Yang Ming quickly downloaded Yinmin TV on his phone.
This was his first time experiencing live streaming. In his previous life, as a student, he toiled daily for tuition. Later, he
started a business with Lu Jiahao, who was a hands-off manager, leaving Yang Ming to handle everything. He had no
leisure time, working tirelessly every day.
Chapter Four.
Opening the live stream, Yang Ming chose a simple, unassuming username: "Bricklayer."
Because Sima Kong was nearby, Yang Ming didn't want the other party to know his secret, so he immediately turned off the sound.
He started looking at the recommendations on the live streaming homepage and found that none of the streamers suited his taste. They were either flaunting their sex
appeal or singing nonsensical songs.
"Damn, this one is even worse. The slit in her cheongsam is almost up to her waist. She's practically a porn streamer. I'm calling the police
!"
"Tsk tsk, those measurements, that face, holy crap, she's actually a streamer from the Southern Kingdom. I can't help but watch..."
He didn't know until he looked, and what he saw shocked him. Yang Ming now understood why Sima Kong
would take out his phone to watch live streams all the time. These streamers were too ruthless, each one more alluring than the demons in the Journey to the West
. Although Yang Ming had been a virgin in two lifetimes, he had seen a lot and was filled with
hatred. Naturally, he wouldn't be captivated like a pure virgin like Sima Kong.
After browsing through them one by one, Yang Ming found that none of them caught his eye. It wasn't that Yang Ming was picky; it was just
that most of the streamers were selling sex appeal, offering absolutely no originality.
Just as Yang Ming was thinking of randomly picking a streamer who caught his eye to finish his daily tasks, he suddenly noticed that
the top recommendation on his homepage had changed to "Little Hua Fei Takes You to Show Off and Fly," featuring a beautiful female streamer
broadcasting League of Legends. Yang Ming subconsciously clicked on it.
Yang Ming himself loved playing League of Legends, but compared to his second brother Chang Xing's near-professional skill
level, he was just a beginner. Every time he played, he would get crushed by his own teammates. The four of them in the dorm often played together, and
Yang Ming always felt that Chang Xing's high skill level was entirely due to the three of them. They always managed to carry the other three and completely dominate the
opponents; they had to be incredibly skilled to do that.
Upon entering the live stream, Yang Ming found it somewhat different from what he had imagined. It was a live stream
with multiple viewers. To his left was a very beautiful woman with waist-length, jet-black hair, a delicate oval face, and exquisite features. Her
clothing was different from the other streamers Yang Ming had just seen; it was quite conservative, with a loose white top
concealing her alluring figure.
To his right was a man, not particularly handsome, just average-looking. The opposite
of the beautiful woman, one would stand out in a crowd, while the other would be completely unnoticed.
The live stream was bustling with activity, with comments flying everywhere. Yang Ming glanced at the number of viewers;
there were over 100,000, completely different from the live streams he had just visited, where most had only around 2,000
viewers.
"Is this really a Master rank game? Is the streamer using a boosting service to climb the ranks?"
"Holy crap! Another feeder! What a terrible streamer!"
"This is the first time I've seen such a bad streamer. It's only been five minutes, and we can declare it a lost game! I'm not watching anymore!
Trash!" "
Haha! You guys are too naive! Our leader never climbs the ranks by feeding
! You bronze noobs! Watch carefully! Learn from us!"
"Yay! Our leader is awesome! Let's try to feed the enemy top laner to godlike status before ten minutes are up! This game is in the bag!"
Yang Ming stared blankly at the League of Legends stream. In just a short while, both streamers had already
fed incredibly badly. The male streamer named Gong Ji was even more outrageous,
dying even more than the female streamer named Hua Fei. The score was 5-12, and the enemy jungler and top laner were already two levels ahead,
all thanks to the two streamers feeding. Normally, if it weren't for the 20-minute surrender period, the teammates would probably
have already initiated a surrender vote by now.
Do people now prefer watching streamers get crushed rather than watching them dominate? Yang Ming, watching
the rapidly increasing number of viewers in the live stream, couldn't help but wonder.
Curious, Yang Ming continued watching. In less than ten minutes, all three lanes on the streamer's side were collapsing, and the opposing team had
pushed them to their high ground. Suddenly, the scene changed; the five opposing players suddenly stopped moving in front of their base's crystal.
"Damn it! My keyboard is broken..."
"Oh no, my mom's calling me to eat!"
"The rest of you, hang in there, I have a stomachache and need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back..."
"..."
A scene that left Yang Ming, watching the live stream, dumbfounded occurred. Almost simultaneously, all five opposing players
encountered various problems, and several messages appeared in quick succession. The two who didn't have time to leave messages were notified by the system
that they had exited the game, presumably due to a network or power outage.
Victory!
"Holy crap! There's even this kind of operation!"
"The cult leader's magic is boundless!"
"Streamer, play a couple more games! We haven't had enough yet!"
"We want to see streamer Teemo again; his death poses are always so captivating!"
He won? He won just like that? Yang Ming watched two games and noticed that in both games, the opponents either had accidents
and then either logged off or stopped moving. The streamer just kept winning like that. Did the opponent have some kind of
secret?
This aroused his curiosity, but in the end, he remembered his original purpose. His fingers quickly
operated on his phone, about to transfer the money from his bank card to the live stream, when he suddenly thought of something and asked
, "System, is this money from a legitimate source?"
"Host can rest assured, this money all comes from legitimate channels. You can use it with confidence."
"Oh!" Yang Ming responded and finally pressed his fingerprint to recharge, then
used all of today's spending money for tips.
"LV-1 Bricklayer gifted streamer Little Huafei 100 eggplants!"
A banner suddenly appeared above the live stream, followed by beams of golden light that spread and slowly
descended to the center of the screen, occupying about a quarter of the space. Then, a giant eggplant exploded,
showering the entire screen with eggplants. The chat instantly shifted, the screen quickly becoming flooded with "666 " (a Chinese internet slang for "awesome"
).
"Where did this new rich guy come from? He gave my Feifei such a precious first time?"
"Feifei is speechless with shock."
"Hello, 110? Someone's showing off their wealth and trying to pick up girls here!"
Yang Ming simply smiled slightly, and before the beautiful anchor could say anything in thanks, he exited Yinmin TV. He checked
the time and realized it was almost 10 PM. Looking at Sima Kong next to him, still engrossed in his phone, his free
hand occasionally rubbing his groin, Yang Ming rolled his eyes and then opened a novel to read.
He spent four days in the hospital, a period that thoroughly tormented him.
Even though he felt better on the second day, the hospital insisted he stay longer, calling him a rare exception
. They offered to waive all hospital fees if he cooperated with the tests.
Yang Ming already had a mandatory daily expense of 10,000 yuan; he didn't need any waivers. However, when he saw
the hospital bill—150,000 yuan for treatment—he shamelessly gave up his insistence, feeling
that contributing to social development and human progress was essential, and agreed to stay for observation for a few more days.
Because he couldn't wander around, and also out of curiosity, Yang Ming tipped all his daily spending money
to a female streamer named Xiaoxiao Huafei. After the second tip, the two became friends. He discovered that Huafei
's streams weren't fixed; she was mainly a lifestyle streamer, occasionally singing when she was bored.
This was her first time streaming League of Legends; her best friend, Gong Ji, had dragged her along.
On the fifth day, April 30, 2015, at noon, Yang Ming finally
left the hospital, this large prison, amidst the reluctant gazes of a group of department heads and professors. The moment he stepped out, he secretly vowed that he
would never return to this hospital.
Today, Lu Jiahao came to pick Yang Ming up from the hospital. Arriving at Lu Jiahao's Land Rover, after getting in, Yang Ming suddenly noticed
two beautiful women inside. One was a woman he'd met briefly before, the one who'd engaged in a "uniform seduction" act with Lu Jiahao.
This time, she was still incredibly alluring; a tight-fitting dress accentuated her curvaceous figure, and
black pantyhose could be seen beneath the short hem. Her light makeup made her even more radiant
.
The other woman was dressed very simply, wearing tight jeans and a
white short-sleeved top. Her complexion was dark, and perhaps because of the beautiful woman beside her,
she appeared somewhat unattractive. However, her figure was far more perfect, making one sigh that God is fair.
"Beep beep, friendly reminder, congratulations host, a target matching the novice mission has been found. Please complete the mission as soon as possible."
Just as Yang Ming was lost in thought, the system's cold, synthesized voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
"Hmm? Matches the mission target? Could it be…?"

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