After I Turned In the System, Everyone Worshiped Me as a Big Shot

Please don't let it pile up unread~ T_T~

Pu Yu never dreamed that one day he would be killed for having too much money to spend.

Help! A poor man suddenly getting rich really doesn't know how to spend money. He bought a cup of soy milk and poured it out after one sip. He bought luxury cars and left them sitting around. He bought planes, yachts, and huge mansions, and even manipulated the stock market to give money to everyone. The only thing left was buying a rocket to go into space. There was just no way to spend it all!

Then the System devoured him because he failed to complete the spending task before the deadline!

Well... being crushed to death by mountains of gold and silver sure was a unique kind of misery!

When he returned to the day the tycoon System had targeted him, he marched straight into the National Anomalous Affairs Bureau and turned over the accursed System that had been haunting him.

I'm done putting up with this! Whoever wants that outrageous fortune can have it!

But who would have thought that the accursed System would play dirty? It refused to release its hold on him, and made grand claims at the Bureau, saying it could lead the motherland into a higher civilization, propel the whole nation into the interstellar age, turn 3D online games into a restorative tool for brain-activated people, and create an entirely new social structure.

Pu Yu: ...Well, would you look at that. This accursed System treats people differently?

With him, it's spend every last cent or die. But in front of the nation, it promises to boost national strength, using what the entire population needs to hold him hostage. Fine. If that's how we're playing, he knows exactly what to do.

Come on! Let's get started!

Nationwide livestreams, a civilization boom, the stars trembling. You accursed System, bring it on!

Tycoon System No. 00171: ...The Star Lord is mighty!

Coming soon: The Duke of Guo Has Returned to the Fray

On the eightieth anniversary of his birth, Ban Yi, Duke of Cheng, was exhumed and sentenced to posthumous punishment. After his corpse, already reduced to bones, was flogged, both the bones and ashes were scattered until nothing remained.

Such a disgrace would be unbearable to any person, let alone a ghost.

Ban Yi had been waiting for his descendants to make offerings and celebrate his birthday. In a fit of rage, he somehow came back to life and possessed his eighth-generation descendant, Ban Chao, to find out what was going on.

But once he did, he was dragged right back into the treacherous turmoil of court politics.

Ban Chao, the eighth-generation descendant of the Duke of Cheng, was never meant to inherit the family estate. But after his older brothers got into trouble and brought ruin upon themselves one after another, the title gradually fell to him. The youngest child in the Duke's household, he had never been groomed as an heir. He had always spent his days eating, drinking, and having fun, planning to enjoy a carefree life. Born late in his mother's life, he was the child she had at nearly fifty, and she spoiled him absolutely. He was more reckless than even the Duke's eldest legitimate grandson.

For someone like him to be framed and thrown into the imperial prison after inheriting the title seemed only natural.

But the fate of the Ban family, the Dukes of Cheng, changed the day Ban Chao entered the imperial prison.

As Ban Chao climbed the ranks at court and drew his sword against the enemies who had once put him in danger, they finally understood. The man before them had the blood of Ban Yi, the first Duke of Cheng, flowing through his veins.

His features and resolute face, so sharp that no one dared look directly at him, shone with dazzling brilliance and an imposing aura. Everyone, whether they knew him or not, trembled with fear at the mere sound of his name.

What's more, he reunited the Ban family army, which had been scattered to the four winds by the interference of imperial power, and brought together one hundred thousand soldiers once more. Their furious roar rang out: "We welcome the Duke back to court! Protect the peace of Great Qian!"

"We welcome the Duke back to court! Protect the peace of Great Qian!"

This was the kind of reception a founding hero deserved, not being dragged from his coffin and reduced to ashes.

Ban Yi raised an eyebrow and looked at the civil and military officials trembling on their knees. Then, in a gentle voice, he asked the young emperor on the throne, "Your Majesty, are you happy to have me back?"

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