I Have a Trillion to Spend Before Time Runs Out, So I’m Asking the National Team for Help!

[Tycoon System + Tech-Driven National Strength + Major National Projects + Face-Slapping the Financial Oligarchs + Fast-Paced Short-Drama Style]

Chen Feng binds himself to the Tycoon Spendthrift System, and from the start, one trillion yuan appears in his account!

Before he can even celebrate, the System flashes a fatal warning: [Spend the entire trillion yuan through legal and compliant means within thirty days. You may not give it away or maliciously destroy it. Fail the mission, and the Host's heart will stop immediately!]

Chen Feng is stunned. He's an ordinary college student. How is he supposed to legally spend a trillion yuan in thirty days? He couldn't even blow it all buying every luxury home in the city! This is basically a death sentence!

To stay alive, Chen Feng rushes to the Ministry of State Security in the middle of the night to turn himself in. “Officer, I have a trillion yuan. Please help me spend it all!”

At first, the higher-ups think he's crazy. But when they verify his account, the entire machinery of state erupts into a frenzy!

“Mr. Chen, what do you think about investing a trillion yuan in a controlled nuclear fusion project?”

“Not enough? Then we'll have you fully fund the development of the sixth-generation Xuan Niao fighter, the space elevator infrastructure project, and three nuclear-powered carrier strike groups!”

Chen Feng spends money like crazy, and the System rewards him with [room-temperature superconducting materials] and [aerospace carrier engines]! The nation's technology leaps fifty years forward overnight!

In return, Chen Feng becomes the nation's one and only “God of Wealth.” His assets are countless, and whenever he travels, roads are cleared under VIP-level security.

Then one day, the heir to the top financial conglomerate responsible for driving Chen Feng's father to his death arrogantly slaps a ten-million-yuan check down and tells Chen Feng to kneel.

Before Chen Feng can say a word, the entire building housing the conglomerate is placed under military lockdown, and armed guards pin its heir to the ground.

“Ten million? Our Chairman Chen just donated a whole carrier strike group to the country. Who do you think you are?!”