Chapter 1

"Hong Dali, male, 22 years old, orphan, tragically died while bravely saving two children who were about to be hit by a car. After deliberation by relevant authorities, Hong Dali has been posthumously awarded the title of Hero and Outstanding University Student of the Province."

— People's Daily.

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"No, no, no, I absolutely do not want to go to the Hong family to arrange a marriage!" Tang Muxin buried her head in the pillow, kicking her white, tender legs vigorously: "Hong Dali is a well-known good-for-nothing in the entire city, disgracing the Hong family. Not only is he sickly and mentally dull, but he is also a standard wastrel. I absolutely do not want to have such a person as my fiancé!"

Tang Muxin, the only beloved daughter of Tang Ruisi, the chairman of Tang Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., is not only talented and knowledgeable but also has a beautiful appearance, being a graceful and virtuous lady, embodying the essence of heaven and earth. She is especially skilled at cooking, making her a perfect candidate for both the kitchen and the bedroom, and is the dream lover of many boys at school.

However, today she heard her father say that he was going to take her to the notorious wastrel Hong Dali's family to arrange a marriage. How could she bear it? "If it weren't for his parents pampering him, he would have been driven out of the Hong family long ago to fend for himself. How could he have the chance to waste money all day?"

Hearing his daughter's words, Tang Ruisi, sitting at the head of the bed, showed a bitter smile and said helplessly, "Xinxin, I have no choice. Your marriage to Hong Dali was arranged by your grandfather. Although he is a wastrel, it's not a big problem, right? And from what I know, Hong Dali is quite good-looking..."

Tang Ruisi was wearing a dark gray vest over a spotless white undershirt, with a simple bow tie at the collar. He had a light stubble on his lips and held an ancient bronze pipe in his hand. His black short hair was combed back meticulously, shiny and neat, giving him a very good appearance. However, his originally bright eyes were now filled with helplessness and unwillingness.

To be honest, if he hadn't been forced to the brink, how could he be willing to send his own daughter? After all, Hong Dali was a unique individual, and the only thing he liked or was good at doing was wasting money.

His most famous line was: "I must waste money; if I don't, wouldn't it be a waste of my parents' talent for making money?"

This line was a well-known joke throughout Tianjing City, and many parents used it to educate their children: "If you dare to learn from that wastrel Hong Dali, I'll break your legs!"

So, it was understandable why Tang Muxin had such a strong reaction.

Sure enough, hearing Tang Ruisi's words, Tang Muxin shouted in anger, "Don't try to fool me! Your business is having financial problems, and you can't turn it around, so you're trying to secure a loan through this marriage. Do you think I don't know? Dad, you're selling your daughter!"

"Alas, if we weren't in such a desperate situation, who would want to do this..." Tang Ruisi shook his head helplessly. "If we can't get through this, we'll have to declare bankruptcy soon. Xinxin, I don't want to either..."

"Then you're selling your daughter?" Tang Muxin sobbed. "He's a wastrel. Even if you get the loan, what good will it do? In the future, even if we get married, won't all our assets be wasted by him? It's just a matter of time, sob..."

"That's true..." Tang Ruisi frowned, thinking for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "Xinxin, how about this? We arrange the marriage first, and once Dad's company is back on track, we can find an excuse to break it off. This time, it's due to a budget overrun in research. Once the funding is in place, if the project succeeds, it will be a groundbreaking event. Once we recover, we can find a way to break the engagement, and his family shouldn't say anything, right?"

Tang Muxin sniffled, "It's easy to arrange a marriage but hard to break it off. His family is one of the world's top 500 companies. It's not that easy."

It must be said that Tang Muxin was a very smart girl.

Her beauty and talent made many men drool, and she knew it. If her family fell, her fate would not be good. This world was like that—survival of the fittest. When you were strong, no one dared to touch you, but once you fell, there would be no shortage of people ready to kick you while you were down.

For example, the young master of the Liu family, who had been纠缠不清 (constantly纠缠不清 (constantly pestering) her at school.

So, after crying for a while, Tang Muxin finally realized that there was no other way. She reluctantly got up, "Then, let's try it for now. Sob, Dad, you must remember to break the engagement in the future. I don't want to marry that wastrel!"

"Okay, for my Xinxin, I will do my best to maneuver," Tang Ruisi sighed, patting Tang Muxin's shoulder. "Xinxin, let's go."

...

Hong Dali sat on the bed, his eyes vacant, his mind in chaos.

The surroundings were unfamiliar, and his memory was severely affected. Now, he could only vaguely recall the piercing sound of brakes, and the rest was a jumble of memories that did not belong to him.

"Didn't I die? Where is this place?" Looking at his pale, slender hands, Hong Dali thought to himself, "This isn't my body, and this isn't where I usually live. So, where am I?"

He looked around for a while and thought, "The first priority is to figure out the current situation."

"First, am I dead or alive? Second, where is this place, and who am I? Third, what should I do next?"

"So, let's start with the first point," Hong Dali pinched a small patch of skin on the back of his left hand, rubbed it, and felt pain: "I can feel pain, so I must still be alive." He then carefully touched his face, neck, ears, and head: "This body is clearly not my previous one, but it's still within the human range. So, my current situation is probably like in a novel—穿越 (穿越 (穿越 (time travel) or重生 (rebirth)?"

"Next, the second point—where is this place, and who am I?" Hong Dali looked around again. The house was made of steel and concrete, with white walls and various modern household appliances. There was even a computer with a 30-inch LCD monitor in the corner: "It's definitely modern society, but the celebrities on the walls are unfamiliar, and the toy models are all unknown. So, this world is probably a parallel universe?"

With no one around, Hong Dali carefully stood up and took a deep breath: "This body is really weak, thin like a bamboo stick. I wonder if it will suddenly die."

He turned on the computer and opened a few websites. The content was quite different from Earth, but it helped him understand a few things: "First, the language in this world or country is still Chinese. Second, it is indeed a parallel universe, with many things different from Earth, but not too much. Third, there are no superheroes; it's a technological world, so there's no need to train in martial arts to the death."

After confirming these points, Hong Dali needed to confirm his identity. However, he couldn't find anything in the room that could confirm his identity: "Strange, there's not even a record of this body's name? No ID card?" After thinking for a moment, he quickly realized: "Ha, this body is probably not very old, around 17 or 18 years old. The ID card might be in the process of being issued, but it's also normal for there to be some differences in this world compared to Earth."

Just as he was thinking this, a large amount of chaotic information suddenly flooded his mind, causing him to squat down in pain. When the pain finally subsided, a cold, emotionless metallic voice echoed in his mind—

"Big Spender System detected host, binding in progress, please wait..."

"Big Spender System binding successful, current level: 1."

The system voice then introduced a small figure that appeared in his mind, which looked like himself. The figure had a row of information on its right side—

"Host name: Hong Dali."

"Strength: 36. Speed: 41. Reaction: 52. Health: 39. Sexual ability: 32. Note: Normal human values are 100."

Hong Dali was stunned: "Big Spender System? Is this real? Strength 36, that's as weak as a chicken. Speed 41, that's really slow. Reaction 52, that's a long reflex arc. Health 39, that's a sign of imminent death. Wait, sexual ability 32? Damn, I can't stand this!"

Without hesitation, Hong Dali pulled down his pants and took a look. After this look, a thousand horses galloped through his mind—this thing that was only half the size of his little finger was his penis?!

A man can be weak in everything except this!

Hong Dali was in tears: "I might as well bash my head in and see if I can time travel again..."

Fortunately, the world doesn't abandon those in despair. Just as Hong Dali was about to commit suicide, the system's metallic voice came again: "Explanation: For every 100,000 yuan (RMB) the host spends wastefully, one attribute point will be gained. When all the host's attributes reach normal human levels, the Big Spender System will upgrade, and new items and props will be added. Stay tuned."

"Can I gain attribute points?!" At this moment, nothing was better than the ability to improve his attributes, and Hong Dali was overjoyed, "Can I really gain attribute points by being wasteful and become a normal person?"

The system's voice, though still cold, sounded like a song to his ears: "Yes."

Hong Dali was so excited he almost jumped: "I want to spend! I want to be wasteful!"

"Please accept the first task: First wasteful act. Task requirements: Spend at least 100,000 yuan by midnight tonight. Task reward: One attribute point. Failure penalty: Random deduction of 5 attribute points."

"Current wasteful amount: 0."

Hearing the Big Spender System's words, Hong Dali was drenched in cold sweat: "Spend 100,000 yuan by midnight? Damn, it's already 8 PM! Only a few hours left. I have to go out! I have to be wasteful!"

Just as he was thinking this, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and a woman in her forties, a maid, bowed slightly to Hong Dali and said softly, "Young Master Dali, Master and Mistress have asked for you. Please follow me."

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Recommendations are a good thing. I can't go a day without them, or I feel uncomfortable!

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