I was reborn as the eighth son of a bandit chief in Yunnan in 1945, with a System that could absorb minerals and exchange them for anything.
My seven older brothers were all eyeing me like hawks. In the stronghold, I was an invisible nobody whom anyone could bully.
After pretending to be a good-for-nothing for three years, I finally got my chance and charged straight into my father's private vault.
I pressed both hands against the gold bricks and thought, “Absorb it all, and turn every last bit into exchange points!”
Watching the vault empty in an instant and my numbers skyrocket, I whistled.
Whoever wants to stay in this lousy stronghold can stay. The campaign to wipe out the bandits is only a few years away anyway. I'm going to Southeast Asia and becoming an emperor in all but name.
