I Built Heaven in the Era of Gaowu

The first minute I was reborn ten years ago, the first thing I did was check my bank card balance. Thirty-two dollars. When I died fighting to protect humanity in my last life, I had tens of billions of merit points in my account, but I couldn't even exchange for a bowl of instant noodles. In this life, I will make back what I owe myself ten times and a hundred times. Using my past life memories, I stocked up on the first batch of cultivation resources before the Reiki Recovery Forum was established. When the first wave of awakened people were still fighting for F-class crystal cores, the S-class scraps piled in my garage were enough for them to look up to for a lifetime. I bought a villa, hired a housekeeper, and prepared to enjoy my retirement life. Until today, the housekeeper rushed in with a pale face: "Sir, outside... There are three people outside who call themselves 'Heavenly Court', saying that they want to commandeer your house as a stronghold." Heaven? One of the seven war god organizations established in the next ten years. Now they should be just a few rookies who have just awakened. I walked to the door with the teacup in hand, looked at the three young and arrogant faces, and smiled. "You can requisition it if you want," I sat on the chair brought by the housekeeper. "Whoever can stand still in front of me for three seconds will get the house for you."