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Chapter 2 - Chapter 2- The System That Talks too much

Rain streaked Shen Moze's tiny apartment window, smearing the city lights into bands of neon.

He shrugged off his jacket and flopped into his armchair. Bills lay scattered across the table. A lonely coffee cup sat crusted with residue—proof of another long day surviving.

Nine months of patience. Nine months of pretending the world made sense.

And now… freedom.

A soft ping echoed in his mind.

"Host detected. Engagement terminated. Daily reward available. Please confirm receipt."

Shen Moze froze. "Daily reward? Are you… talking to me?"

A calm voice answered:

"Correct. I am your Tycoon Ascension Interface. You may call me TAI. Reward deposited: ¥5,000. Points: 100. Options: Physique, Business Sense, or Charm unlocked."

He stared at his phone. Five thousand yuan. Not a fortune, but enough to feel… alive again.

"TAI," he muttered, "you're either lying or I'm about to become a rich taxi driver in record time."

"Observation: Host sarcasm detected. Efficiency bonus applied."

He smirked. A system with attitude. Perfect.

He tapped Business Sense first. Within minutes, TAI suggested a low-risk investment in rare-earth metals: how much to buy, when to sell. He executed it effortlessly.

"Trade successful. Profit realized: ¥6,000. Current balance: ¥11,000. Points: 150."

Shen Moze chuckled. Eleven thousand yuan… and it barely felt like work.

He poured a coffee, watching the city below. Wet streets reflected neon signs from noodle shops and convenience stores. Taxi horns honked faintly. The city hadn't changed—but he had.

Money in the bank. Points to upgrade himself. A system whispering wealth and power into his ear.

He thought of Tang Yuxin, posting bitterly online about "throwing away someone who cared." A faint sting. He smirked.

She's about to watch me grow, and there's nothing she can do about it. Slowly… properly.

A knock at the door. Shen Moze opened it to find a small package: a sleek watch.

TAI explained: a reward for completing the first day of tasks. He strapped it on. Cool metal against his wrist—a small, tangible step toward a life he hadn't dreamed of.

The apartment suddenly felt too small for the version of him that was rising.

By afternoon, he executed a few minor trades suggested by TAI:

• A boutique coffee chain

• A batch of jade bracelets

• A small stake in a logistics company

Each trade confirmed by the system, deposited directly into his account.

[System Note: Daily tasks complete. Total profit today: ¥18,500. Current balance: ¥29,500. Points: 220.]

Shen Moze leaned back, sipping his coffee. Not bad. Not bad at all. And this is just the start.

He glanced out the window, watching a couple walk past, laughing.

He imagined Tang Yuxin seeing him now—confident, calm, money stacking, points building, skills leveling up.

She's going to stew. And I won't even have to lift a finger.

The city hummed outside, unaware. Inside, a former taxi driver was quietly becoming something else.

The taxi driver was gone.

The tycoon-to-be had arrived.

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