A super-rich second-generation heir gets a Random Choice System.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you chose 2. The skill Two-Finger Zen has been extracted successfully. Refinement conditions met. Congratulations, Host, you've obtained the ultimate skill: Millennium Kill! It launches a dual physical and psychological attack on the enemy. Within three meters, a thrust always hits the target's chrysanthemum, rendering them unable to fight."
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you chose 1. The item soap has been extracted successfully. Refinement conditions met. Congratulations, Host, you've obtained the item Absolute Soap! Within a three-meter radius, anyone it is thrown at is guaranteed to pick it up."
"Ding! Congratulations, Host, you chose 2. The item Durex has been extracted successfully. Refinement conditions met. Congratulations, Host, you've obtained the item..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
Don't do anything wrong. Who is the leader in today's society?
Why do you keep writing when I'm tired of seeing you slapped in the face and pretending to be bad?
It makes me feel embarrassed!
Didn't the traffickers call the police?
After reading Chapter 34, I wanted to say, can we stop using this old routine? Why keep a low profile when you can be high-profile? If what I think is right, the next scenario is nothing more than going to a class reunion, and then other people pretending to show off their wealth, and then the protagonist gets slapped in the face. Can't the protagonist pretend to show off his wealth?
Just become a god. There is no need to stay on earth anymore. Just travel to another world.
Where have 3, 26, and 28 gone?
Unlimited pretense to slap in the face, ****, fate in the world**
Is it because I voted for you to write a flower review that is so poisonous?
Just let the traffickers go?