Tycoon System: Gathering Stars When the Wind Rises

Ling Moli had died once, betrayed by the schemes of the person closest to her.

Her blood and bones had been drained, her dignity trampled, and even her remains turned into a commodity.

As she hovered near death, a mechanical voice rang out coldly: [Host Ling Moli detected. Activate the Max-Level Tycoon System?]

She gave a soft laugh. “What’s the price?”

[All your memories will be erased.]

“Deal.”

When she opened her eyes again, morning light bathed Paris.

In a single day, she wielded a Van Cleef & Arpels black card and upended the rules of Europe’s luxury market.

The world of extravagance became her chessboard. The creative directors of all the top couture brands gathered at the Rosewood Hotel, each presenting their new collection for the season exclusively to her.

In just two days, the Xinglan Consortium made a name for itself across Europe.

After returning home, Ling Moli used Xinglan as her blade, expanding her empire step by step and moving freely among the powerful.

She watched the world rise and fall with cool detachment, holding her own at afternoon tea parties hosted by the daughters of the great families.

In public, she was a mysterious new power in business. In private, she was a coolheaded, decisive, merciless, fearless mastermind, spending money like water and turning the tide at will.

Then one day, a gentle young girl named Xiaoman opened the study door and patted her shoulder. “Would you like to travel to other worlds?”

By the window, Ling Moli turned back with a smile. “Sure.”

The scent of cedarwood drifted softly through the room. All that remained on the desk was a bottle of perfume and a blank bookmark.

Her journey had only just begun.