At thirty, Zhang Yu is an ordinary wage slave with no car, no house, no savings, and no partner. Looking at a life whose end he can already see, he never expected a System to fall from the sky and put him on a path he’d never even dared to dream about...
There’s entrepreneurship, but not the kind that blindly chases it. I’d rather have someone who can make a name for himself nationwide than a tool who only knows how to make and spend money.
No cultivation, no ancient martial arts, keep the currency from collapsing if possible, no cheating partners, no simping
