My name is Lin Mo. In life, I was an entrepreneur with a conscience. One day, the thunder crashed especially loudly as I looked out the window at the body of an employee who had jumped to his death and laughed, "He couldn't take the pressure." Then a bolt of golden lightning struck me. When I opened my eyes again, I was a penniless rogue cultivator in the cultivation world. The System in my sea of consciousness lit up: "Exploit 100 cultivators within one month, or lose all your cultivation." I hung a sign outside a ruined temple: "Let's help one another and share our resources." The displaced cultivators signed a contract with tears of gratitude: "To show our sincerity, we'll hand over seventy percent of our resources." I turned around and accepted all their resources: "System, return double!" As the cultivators in the room knelt before me in gratitude, all I could see was the System's cold notification in my mind: "Claimed the lifetime savings of contracted cultivator Wang Laowu. Charity Points +100."
