I Can See Prompts, and I Earn Over a Hundred Million a Day

Xu Qi, who possesses the supernatural ability known as the "Golden Eyes," transmigrates into the body of a poor young man forced to attend a drinking party because of his debts.

At the party, a powerful big shot stares at Xu Qi with ill intent.

"Come on, drink with me. Make me happy, and I'll give you as much as you want."

Xu Qi looks pitiful and carefully picks up a bottle.

Brilliant gold flows through his eyes, and words appear:

[Wu Guang meets his young girlfriend at Jindi Residential Complex every Thursday night.]

Xu Qi smiles brightly.

Got you. I know your secret.

*

Xu Qi bursts onto the scene as a star producer, but people in the industry look down on him.

"He's just lucky."

"He only made a few tens of millions. He'll blow through that in no time."

"If he can do it, I bet I can too."

Xu Qi just smiles and lets them talk. The entertainment industry is only the beginning.

Gold flashes in his eyes.

[Jianghe Laboratory has developed a new material. Investment return: 200%.]

Xu Qi snaps it up.

[The television adaptation of screenwriter Xiao Ye's script The Door brings the platform 160 million in revenue.]

Great, that's Xu Qi's now.

[About 1 kg of ice-grade black jadeite, worth 1 million euros.]

Xu Qi wants it.

Before they know it, every web series produced by Xu Qi is a hit, and the video platform he's invested in rises to become the industry leader.

He also invests in game companies, opens milk tea shops, supports biotechnology, ventures into new energy, and more...

By the time everyone comes to their senses, they discover that Xu Qi has a presence in nearly every industry.

Everyone marvels, "Xu Qi is a legend."

1: Elementary-school-level writing, a brainless wish-fulfillment story, and my cat ate the logic.

2: Scheduled update at 9 p.m.

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After a pill-making master blows up his furnace, he transmigrates into the body of a delicate survivor in a post-apocalyptic world.

The delicate survivor has no special abilities and used to rely on B to stay alive.

After B is bitten by a zombie, the delicate survivor abandons him and goes to find B's uncle, the strongest ability user in the North.

The protagonist happens to transmigrate into the delicate survivor just as he's trying to seduce the uncle.

Twelve icy spikes have already gathered around the uncle, ready to skewer the protagonist into an ice porcupine in an instant.

The protagonist spins around on the spot, then elegantly collapses beside the uncle, one hand clinging to his pant leg.

"Ah, I'm so frail..."

He faints in front of the uncle.

Uncle: ...

*

Extra! Extra! The big shot at the Northern Base has been won over by a delicate survivor with no special abilities!

The people at the base are shocked:

"The big shot must just be playing around. He'll dump the delicate survivor in a few days."

"I heard the big shot can't control his abilities, so he needs someone to help transfer his energy. You know what I mean."

"That delicate survivor won't last a month."

But everyone waits and waits, and the delicate survivor is never dumped.

Instead, everyone who has badmouthed him finds all their body hair turning green!

A whole green prairie on their heads.

The big shot: "Did you do this?"

The delicate survivor sobs. "I didn't. I'm so frail. Don't frame me."

The big shot: ...

*

B, who was bitten by a zombie, turns into a half-zombie. He hears that his uncle often bullies the delicate survivor and gets worried.

His delicate survivor is so frail. He swears he'll take him back.

When the delicate survivor sees B, he buries his face in the crook of the uncle's shoulder. "Sob, he's so ugly. Make him leave."

The uncle affectionately kisses the delicate survivor's cheek. "All right."

B is dumbfounded. Is this right?

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