Oh No, the System Is Raising Me Like a Lobster

Tao Xi thought he wouldn’t make it through the summer. It wasn’t because the heat was being especially “kind” to him, of course. It was because he was broke.

He stared at the 187.44 yuan balance in his bank account on his phone screen. The crushing despair left him barely able to breathe.

But then he thought of his mother, waiting for chemotherapy in her hospital bed, and his younger sister, nagging him for living expenses. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and keep going.

Just as he was at the end of his rope, a ridiculous System calling itself “The Future Open-Source AI Agent Framework Returns to Its Hometown to Build Big and Alleviate Poverty Edition” showed up and loaned him fifty thousand yuan. It had just one condition: open a pantyhose shop, and make sure the pantyhose were put on the models’ heads.

Tao Xi cursed and grumbled, but held his nose and agreed. Then one day, strange robbers struck the bank opposite his pantyhose shop.

Tao Xi never expected that opening that door would change his life forever, all because of a yellowed suicide note.