The more I indulge, the richer I get?
Sounds easy enough.
A spark lit up in Chen Yang's eyes.
Deep City – KOKO Shopping Plaza.
This was the crown jewel of Deep City's shopping districts. Every luxury brand imaginable had a flagship store here—Hermès, Chanel, Versace, Valentino, Givenchy… you name it.
It was also one of the city's most infamous money-burning pits.
In other words—the perfect place to indulge.
Chen Yang arrived by cab. The moment he stepped into the mall, he was surrounded by glittering store fronts and eye-popping displays.
He casually walked into the Gucci flagship store.
A beautiful sales associate with a professional smile greeted him instantly.
"Welcome, sir! Is there anything you're looking for today?"
Despite Chen Yang wearing plain, no-name clothes—cheap stuff from Taobao—there was no trace of disdain in her tone. She was polite and enthusiastic.
This wasn't some melodramatic TV scene. These employees were well-trained professionals.
Chen Yang, who had never owned anything remotely "luxury" in his life, didn't know a thing about these ridiculously overpriced clothes.
But did he need to know?
He had the system. And indulgence was the goal.
So he picked whatever looked good. As long as it looked sharp, he grabbed it and handed it off—no need to check the price tag.
After a round of carefree picking, he selected ten full outfits—shirts, pants, jackets.
At the register, the salesgirl totaled it all and smiled.
"Sir, your purchase comes to approximately 320,000 yuan."
320,000 yuan.
Exactly the amount of money he had left in his bank account.
To be safe, Chen Yang first paid for a single outfit worth around 30,000 yuan.
A few moments later, his phone buzzed.
[Indulgent purchase detected. Reward: 150,000 yuan.]
It worked!
No need to hold back now.
Without hesitation, Chen Yang bought all ten outfits—over 300,000 yuan gone in a flash.
[Indulgent purchase detected. Reward: 140,000 yuan.]
[Indulgent purchase detected. Reward: 130,000 yuan.]
[...]
The reward notifications kept coming.
This single shopping spree had earned him well over a million yuan.
Absolutely incredible.
"Would you like us to deliver your purchases to your home, sir?" the salesgirl asked sweetly.
Chen Yang still had more shopping to do. Delivery was definitely the way to go.
He gave them his address and changed into one of the brand-new outfits—one worth over 30,000 yuan.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he could feel the difference.
Handsome, confident, stylish.
"What do you think?" he asked, glancing at the salesgirl.
She looked him up and down, eyes sparkling. "You look amazing, sir. Honestly, you're one of the best-looking guys I've ever seen."
She wasn't exaggerating.
Chen Yang was already a good-looking guy. How else would he have dated someone like Zhe Rou, a flight attendant? He had just let himself go these past few years—too much work, not enough self-care.
Now that he was cleaned up and dressed to kill, he looked sharp again.
He smiled, pleased. "Mind taking a picture for me?"
He wasn't trying to show off.
Well—maybe just a little.
He was curious to see how the system would react if he flaunted a bit. After all, what's the point of indulging if no one sees it?
The salesgirl happily helped him take a few shots.
Chen Yang reviewed them, nodded with satisfaction, and thanked her.
Just as he was about to leave, the salesgirl leaned in with a charming smile.
"Sir, you've spent over 300,000 yuan today. That officially makes you a VIP client."
"I'd like to add your WeChat, in case you need anything in the future."
Chen Yang, though new to luxury shopping, wasn't naive. He'd seen enough online to understand.
Spending 300,000 at a luxury store wasn't unheard of, and a sales associate proactively adding you meant only one thing—she was interested.
He glanced her up and down.
Pretty face. Great figure. Office-lady outfit that hugged all the right curves. Definitely a solid 85 out of 100.
Compared to Zhe Rou? Still a step behind.
But objectively? She was attractive. Above average for sure.
In the past, Chen Yang would've politely declined. He had a girlfriend, after all.
But now?
He added her without hesitation.
Her nickname was "Pudding." Cute.
WeChat added, Chen Yang left the Gucci store and headed for the next one.
Clothes alone weren't enough.
If he was going to live large, he needed the complete package.
That meant accessories: suits, ties, leather shoes, belts, wallets, lighters, watches, sunglasses...
In short—swagger.
People called it "having style" or "high-class flair."
In places like Deep City, sure, some rich guys wore nothing but shorts and flip-flops. But Chen Yang didn't want that look.
He was here to indulge—so he was going all in.
First up: suits.
With suits, brand names weren't the priority—custom tailoring was.
Custom suits meant personalized fit, fine fabric selection, and craftsmanship. Everything made to measure.
And, of course, they were pricey.
Very pricey.
At KOKO Plaza, Chen Yang found a high-end custom tailor shop.
He ordered four suits—two for winter (made of flannel) and two for summer (crafted from Inkle fabric). Each one cost around 150,000 yuan.
Total: 600,000 yuan. He paid a 300,000 yuan deposit. Delivery in one week.
Right on cue, the system chimed in:
[Indulgent purchase detected. Reward: 1,000,000 yuan.]
A 400,000 yuan profit just from buying clothes?
This system was a dream come true.
After the suits, Chen Yang picked up accessories—shoes, belts, lighters, and so on. Nothing too extravagant, but still top-tier.
The total cost: around 100,000+ yuan. Reward: 300,000+ yuan.
Not bad at all.
The only thing left?
A watch.
And it had to be a luxury one.
Unfortunately, KOKO Plaza didn't have any ultra-high-end watch stores.
And it was getting late.
Chen Yang decided to leave that for tomorrow.
Because tomorrow... he'd spend even bigger.