That night...
Bai Chen sat on his bed in the small, crumbling apartment he shared with his mother. The flickering ceiling light buzzed softly overhead.
His mother was already asleep in the next room, exhausted from her double shift at the textile factory.
He looked down at his wrist, where the system interface shimmered faintly—only visible to him.
[Balance: ¥23,000]
[Luxury Item: Rolex Daytona (Platinum)]
[System Status: ONLINE]
[Skill Store: UNLOCKED]
"All of this... just in one day?" Bai Chen whispered to himself. "And it only started because I got humiliated?"
He clenched his fists, remembering the disgust in Liu Yuxi's eyes.
The way Zhao Ming held her waist like he already owned her.
The way everyone laughed.
Never again.
He tapped the glowing icon on the screen marked [Skill Store].
The holographic menu expanded instantly.
[Skill Store]
Beginner Business Negotiation – ¥5,000
Luxury Car Mastery (Driving) – ¥3,000
Investment Sense (Lv. 1) – ¥4,500
Basic Charm Boost – ¥6,000
Combat Basics – ¥4,000
[Note: Skills are permanent. Charm and Presence increase social success rate. Driving allows access to high-end vehicle missions. Investment unlocks passive income.]
Bai Chen's eyes paused on Investment Sense.
"Passive income, huh?" he muttered. "Let's start with that."
[Purchased: Investment Sense (Lv. 1)]
[Remaining Balance: ¥18,500]
[Skill Installed.]
Suddenly, his mind surged with formulas, trends, and data. It felt like he had just read 100 financial books in seconds.
Everything—real estate, stocks, crypto, luxury market fluctuations—made sense.
"…Incredible."
He quickly bought one more.
[Purchased: Beginner Business Negotiation – ¥5,000]
[Remaining Balance: ¥13,500]
[Skill Installed.]
His breathing slowed.
A strange calm settled over him.
The system was not just giving him money—it was building him into something else.
[Daily Task Unlocked!]
["Face Your Past" — Return to school tomorrow and attend homeroom.]
[Optional Bonus: Make everyone regret underestimating you.]
The Next Morning — Donghua High
As students poured into the campus, word was already spreading like wildfire.
"Did you hear? Bai Chen walked into a Rolex store yesterday!"
"No way! He's dirt poor!"
"But someone saw it—he had a platinum model!"
"Maybe he stole it?"
Students gasped when they saw him.
Bai Chen walked in calmly, dressed in a fitted black shirt, sharp dark jeans, and a pair of clean, limited-edition sneakers that shimmered subtly.
His messy hair had been styled. His skin looked fresh, clean. His back straight.
He didn't look like a joke anymore.
He looked… dangerous.
The class fell silent as he walked through the door.
Zhao Ming furrowed his brow. "Is that... him?"
Liu Yuxi turned slowly in her seat—and her eyes widened.
She bit her lip. He looks like a different person…
Bai Chen walked past them without a word.
No hesitation.
No glance back.
He sat in his seat calmly, pulling out a luxury pen and a custom black notebook from his bag.
DING!
[System Update: You are now the main shareholder of Xinjing Electronics — Passive income: ¥2,000/hour.]
He smirked.
The old Bai Chen had died yesterday.
And now?
Now the entire world would remember his name.