Transmigrating Into a Celestial Dragon, I Dote on the Poor Little One [Quick Transmigration]

[This upcoming story is the product of the author's unstable mental state after starting work. Living the life of a wage slave, writing the ultimate wish-fulfillment novel: indulgently sweet, satisfying, and unapologetically all about the privileged! Save! The poor little things are here to be saved!]

Heng Youqian died poor in his previous life. Driven onto the streets by his creditors, he couldn't even find trash to pick through. He died bitterly on a freezing, hungry night, aged eighteen.

When he opened his eyes again, he was bound to a System that loved to spout nonsense. It told him he could stay alive by going crazy, and that completing all its missions would earn him fifty billion star coins!

"There's a deal like that? I should've died sooner."

And so Heng Youqian became truly rich and began a wild, unrestrained life.

World One: The Tycoon System: This handsome guy is mine, and so is that one.

World Two: The Villain's Playbook: A villain should do whatever he wants. Heh heh heh.

World Three: A Person Who Doesn't Lust Is No Person at All: From the start, all he had was a tiny shack. Turn around, and he's got a grand brothel.

A top who loves to go wild and crazy X a bottom who's always at a loss but can't help being drawn to him. One-on-one, happy ending.

Theme: Life is short, so enjoy it while you can.