Lin Mo worked himself to the point of collapse, only to come home and find his wife had transferred all four hundred thousand yuan in savings to her younger brother so he could get married.
“You’re useless at making money, and you still have the nerve to bring it up?”
Five years of marriage, and all he got in return was being called a good-for-nothing. On the night they divorced, he awakened the urban dungeon System.
Other people ran dungeons to get gear. He could bring out phones, cigarettes, liquor, luxury cars, gold… even all the equipment from an entire gym. Every time he killed a monster, his strength, constitution, and agility surged at a furious pace. From a good-for-nothing who could be taken out with one punch to a monster who could send opponents flying with a single blow.
While everyone else was fretting over their mortgages, he had already used supplies from the dungeons to start a company, and his safe was overflowing with cash.
His ex-wife, who had once thought he was going nowhere, happened upon one of his videos. Watching him casually lift a 220-kilogram barbell, she froze.
“Th-this is really Lin Mo?”
Her best friend frantically tagged her in the group chat: “Look! Is that your ex-husband? What happened to him?”
Biting her lip, her ex-wife clicked into his profile with trembling fingers and scrolled through his videos one by one.
The comments were full of “Show us your face,” “So handsome,” and “What kind of superhuman physique is this?”
She regretted it. But this time, Lin Mo replied with just one word.
“Get lost.”
