"The patient's current condition is critical. I recommend immediate surgery. Please go pay the fee first—200,000 yuan."
In Songshan City Hospital, a middle-aged doctor urged the young man standing before him. The young man, Lin Fan, a recent college graduate, felt his head spin at the astronomical sum. After a long pause, he pleaded, "Doctor, could you operate first? I'll find a way to pay…"
After comforting his mother, Lin Fan trudged out of the ward and into the restroom. Staring at his haggard reflection, despair washed over him. 200,000 yuan—how could he ever afford it?
"Why is fate so cruel?!" Enraged, he slammed his fist against the wall. Blood dripped from his knuckles onto the old ring he always wore.
Suddenly, a burst of emerald light erupted from the ring, piercing his forehead. A cold, mechanical voice echoed in his mind:
"Ding! The 'Supreme Tycoon System' has activated!"
"Host bound. Host name: Lin Fan. Host level: Pauper."
Lin Fan froze. Was he hallucinating? Shaking his head, he turned to leave—but the voice returned:
"Newcomer reward issued: 100,000 yuan. New mission: Spend all 100,000 before midnight."
"Reward: 20 Tycoon Points (1 point = 10,000 yuan) + 1 Temporary Strength Boost Pill."
A text alert chimed. His bank account now showed +100,000 yuan. Lin Fan's eyes widened. It was real.
"If I spend this 100,000 today, I'll get 200,000 more! Mom's surgery is saved!"
After bandaging his hand, he headed to Shuangmao Clothing Plaza, a luxury mall. Though he'd never dared enter before, today he strode in confidently.
Spotting a Chanel store, he remembered his classmate Li Qinqin worked there. But when he approached, she sneered: "You? Buying here? That jacket costs 18,000! Don't dirty our clothes with your rags!"
A manager intervened, but even her polite tone couldn't hide her disdain. Humiliated, Lin Fan stormed into the Armani store across the hall.
"Let me try those two suits," he said. The saleswoman obliged without judgment.
"Each suit is 42,000 yuan. A discount brings the pair to 80,000," she explained.
"No discount. Add that 16,000 purse to hit 100,000," Lin Fan declared, slamming down his card.
Beep—Payment approved.
Li Qinqin's jaw dropped. The "pauper" had just spent 100,000 yuan in seconds.