Chapter 2: Get-Rich System
Mu Lantu gave an apologetic smile.
“Sorry, class monitor. I already deleted you a long time ago.”
The whole table erupted!
“Pfft!” Someone couldn’t hold back a laugh.
Under the bright lights, Zhou Xianlin’s face turned into a mess of colors—flushing red, then paling green.
In truth, the original host didn’t have any major grudge against Zhou Xianlin and his group. Most college students are relatively simple and well-mannered. The original host’s misfortune lay in the fact that both Zhou Xianlin and Meng Jiaqi were petty and narrow-minded.
To explain properly, we have to start with the original host’s appearance—he was so attractive that seven out of ten people passing by would turn to look again. During the freshman orientation week, he even made it into the top three trending topics on Weibo—something even many young celebrities struggle to achieve. That’s how striking his looks were. But just as beautiful girls often attract trouble, so do stunning boys.
Teenagers in their hormonal prime tend to lose restraint once they enter college. Less than a month into freshman year, Zhou Xianlin started pursuing a girl from the same department. He confessed to her enthusiastically. The girl, who had solid values, politely rejected him without leading him on. But Zhou Xianlin wasn’t willing to give up and believed persistence would eventually pay off, continuing to chase her relentlessly. To the girl, this crossed into “harassment,” and her second rejection was blunt and direct. She even admitted that the one she actually liked was the original host.
And that was the beginning of Zhou Xianlin’s grudge.
Over the four years of college, he used his class monitor authority to suppress the original host whenever he could—lowering his scholarship rankings, transferring him to a dorm shared with students from other majors under the excuse of “space issues” (one of whom had a different sexual orientation), and repeatedly rejecting his applications to join the Party. Zhou Xianlin did everything his position allowed, but he was also crafty—he never left concrete evidence. The original host had no proof and could only swallow the injustice.
As for Meng Jiaqi, her grudge was even simpler. She came from a wealthy family that owned an entertainment company and was raised like a spoiled heiress—used to getting everything she wanted. One semester into college, she actually tried to keep the original host. She likely assumed, based on his rural background, that he was poor and would agree for the money. But the original host was a classic bookworm, committed to academic ideals, and had never encountered anything like this. Shocked and furious, he rejected her loudly, and word of it unintentionally spread. When it got back to Meng Jiaqi, she felt utterly humiliated and made it her mission to give him trouble whenever she could. Fortunately, she did have some limits and hadn’t done anything too extreme—until today.
Mu Lantu suspected that this farewell dinner, with Zhou Xianlin and Meng Jiaqi ganging up to force drinks on the original host, might have had darker intentions.
He didn’t want to dwell on it. As Zhou Xianlin said, most of these classmates were irrelevant from now on. Still, the original host had essentially died at their hands—this debt would have to be paid, and neither of them would escape in the future.
Having had his fill, there was no reason to stay any longer.
Mu Lantu stood up and asked Li Guangchao, “Wanna go?”
The dinner had long turned sour thanks to Zhou Xianlin and Meng Jiaqi, and Li Guangchao had been itching to leave. He immediately grabbed his coat.
“Let’s go!”
“Goodbye, everyone. Until fate brings us together again.”
Mu Lantu nodded politely to the group and left with Li Guangchao.
The rich second-generation student, Gu Jincheng, casually twirling his car keys, followed soon after.
Several other classmates, finding the event pointless, also said their goodbyes. In the end, only Zhou Xianlin, Meng Jiaqi, and their little clique were left, exchanging awkward glances.
*
Mu Lantu hailed a cab for Li Guangchao and sent him back to campus. Then, he checked into a nearby hotel, opened a room, and pulled up the system panel.
Host: Mu Lantu
Age: 22
Profession: Not drawn
Golden Finger: Not drawn
Wealth: 8,868
Worlds Entered: Ancient Fictional World, Martial Arts World
Lifelong Achievements: Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Strength of a Bull
Yes—this was already Mu Lantu’s third transmigration.
He had originally been an ordinary white-collar worker in the modern world, working a typical 9-9-6 job, renting a tiny apartment, suffocating under the weight of his job and mortgage. Then one day, out of nowhere, he was bound to the God-Tier Get Rich System.
This system allowed him to travel between different worlds, each time drawing a new profession and a new golden finger (cheat ability). As long as he achieved massive wealth in that profession, he would be granted a Lifelong Achievement—a permanent bonus that would carry over into all future worlds. And once he had traveled to ten worlds, he would unlock the System Marketplace, where everything he wanted could be his.
In his first world, an ancient fictional setting, he drew the profession Doctor, and the golden finger Photographic Memory. With that ability, he became the apprentice of the legendary physician Zhang Zhongchen, and ultimately became famous as a divine healer. He earned great wealth and unlocked his first achievement: Master of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
In his second world, a wuxia realm, he became a Rogue Hero, with the golden finger Wanted List Leaderboard—a magical list that not only ranked criminals but also revealed their weaknesses and hideouts as the list leveled up. By hunting down fugitives and earning bounties, he became rich again and unlocked his second achievement: Strength of a Bull.
In other words, Mu Lantu was now both a divine doctor and abnormally strong.
If there was any regret, it was that both his previous worlds were chaotic and dangerous. As a transmigration newbie, he hadn’t had much experience, and both lives ended in his early 30s—he hadn’t even had time for a relationship. Most people might die a 30-year-old virgin. He died twice. A 100-year-old virgin, so to speak.
Still, the God-Tier Get Rich System lived up to its name. In those two worlds, he had collected many valuable items—gold, silver, fine wines, miracle pills, silks and brocades, medical formulas, and martial arts scrolls—all safely stored in his system inventory as prized possessions.
The reason he could drink so well earlier was because he had secretly taken a hangover-dispelling pill he’d concocted in his second life—a royal tribute-tier medicine.
His martial arts manuals included external techniques like boxing, swordsmanship, and kicking. Internal techniques, however, were closely guarded secrets of the major sects and harder to obtain. For now, he only had the Xuan Yin Sect’s internal cultivation manual from his second life.
But Mu Lantu felt no greed. What he had was already more than enough.
