The Tycoon-Style Idol

"System, thank you for saving me." "But you said you'd help me become a superstar across the universe. How are you planning to do that?" [Scanning... Automatically generating the best-matched System type.] [Host's acting aptitude: F. Movie Queen System generation failed.] [Singing aptitude: F. Singing God System generation failed.] The System falls silent for a second. [Hello. The God of Wealth System is at your service.] [Conquer the entertainment industry with money!] # At an audition hosted by an internationally renowned director, everyone assumes Kurubi is just there to make up the numbers. She raises her hand. "Hi, hello! If I invest two billion, can you make me the female lead?" Upcoming: *I'm the Only One Who Can Summon Monsters in the Escape Game* The veteran sweeps the train carriage with a cold gaze. The new players this time are all pretty unimpressive: a couple of ordinary travelers, a timid office worker, and a burly middle-aged man who looks decent enough. As for the last one... He freezes. It's a female student, sitting alone in her train seat, completely at odds with the frightened, panicked newcomers around her. Ever since waking up, she's been smoking one cigarette after another. White smoke spills from her lips, hiding her face. All he can make out are two spots of impenetrable black where her eyes should be. When the smoke clears, her face is so beautiful she almost looks like a ghost. She doesn't care at all about the stares. She just keeps exhaling smoke languidly. A real beauty, the veteran thinks, but she's clueless about the situation. In this game, beauty is the most useless thing of all. Oh, that middle-aged man is walking over to her. Looks like he's interested too. He can use her to win people over later. But a few seconds later, he hears a scream, from the middle-aged man. The female student remains seated, eyes lowered. Her cigarette is still between her fingers, its burning tip now pressed against the man's hand. "Sorry," she says softly, surprisingly polite. "But I don't like people touching me." As she speaks, she twists her wrist and carefully presses out the cigarette on his body. The man is far bigger and stronger than she is, of course. But now his lower body is completely wrapped in black shadows. Whenever he tries to move, the shadows tighten without mercy. The veteran hears bones creaking. Noticing him staring, the girl looks up and smiles. Her lips are smiling, but there's no warmth in her eyes, only a darkness that refuses to lift. # After dying in a car accident and ending up in an escape game, Jing Lengzi thinks she's done for. But she gets a golden finger and quickly learns how to use it. The middle-aged man in front of her is annoyingly loud, but every time she turns the cigarette, she hears the prompt: [Fear +1]. She pours all her fear points into her starting monster, [Twin Ghost Spirits (Shadow)]. When she senses a new source of fear, she looks up. Just one glance is enough for the veteran to give her ten fear points. At that moment, the Twin Ghost Spirits level up. Shadows flicker across the wall like candle flames. In an instant, everyone in the carriage feels a shadow brush past them. It has a temperature of its own, cold enough to terrify, and seems ready to grab them, squeeze tight, and turn them into torn rags. The shadows vanish in a flash. Jing Lengzi pats her seat, signaling the monster to behave, then smiles at the veteran not far away. "My name is Jing Lengzi. I'm a girl with no real strength who's a bit clumsy. I'll be relying on you to look after me from now on." You are the perfect piggy bank for generating fear points. Theme: Love and peace.