[Urban + System-based + urban supernatural powers + play the pig to eat the tiger + steady pacing with no endless plot loops + rich details + plot-driven + foreshadowing + one heroine + imaginative premise + feel-good power fantasy + ensemble cast]
Synopsis:
When other people awaken, the first thing they do is test how strong they are.
When I awakened, the first thing I did was count how many coins I had left.
I was so broke I couldn't even scrape together the money for my mother's medicine.
My System said: Your inventory contains one trillion.
Me: Let me withdraw some to save a life.
System: Withdrawal access has not been enabled.
I only had six units, and could throw six punches every sixteen minutes. Getting them replenished was harder than reaching the heavens.
My classmates called me the good-for-nothing at Starfire Class B. Even the doors on campus were worth more than I was.
Then one day, with a single punch, I pushed open a door that no one at the school could budge.
Teacher: You've got talent.
Me: No, I'm just better at keeping the books than you are.
The rule of this world is that becoming stronger is a violation.
And I've been breaking the rules for a long time.
My classmates all say I awakened a talent. Only I know that the thing called a Spark Seed lit up a ledger inside me, not a supernatural power.
A quota of six punches, replenishment every sixteen minutes, an inventory of one trillion, and a reference archive frozen at seventy-four thousand years ago.
Only later did I understand: the archive wasn't broken. It had stopped at seventy-four thousand years ago because it was afraid to move forward.
Because one more step would turn to that page, where my name had been on the list all along.
The sea, you are all water, very watery.