Chapter 5: The First Lottery Draw
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If one were content to disregard the system’s upgrade timeline, they could simply claim the daily rewards and gradually accumulate experience through modest spending.
But one must understand—once human desire is awakened, it becomes nearly impossible to restrain.
Here he was, holding a divine tycoon system in his hands, poised to ascend to the pinnacle of life.
Yet he was expected to endure the agonizingly slow crawl of the system’s upgrades, doling out mere hundreds of dollars each day. Who could tolerate such frustration?
*"System, aren’t you supposed to be a *god-tier* tycoon system? Why can’t you just give me an inexhaustible fortune—say, a few hundred billion, or even a trillion? Wouldn’t that be far more satisfying?"*
Aaron’s silent inquiry echoed in his mind.
**[Host, mind your tone! This system is designed to cultivate a true tycoon, not a parasite! You must understand—human potential is the most extraordinary force in existence. "With proper guidance, the wealth you create will far surpass what the system grants you. *That is the true purpose of this system!]**
Aaron was stunned.
Had he just been lectured… *by the system?*
Yet, there was undeniable logic in its words.
Hadn’t he always lamented his unrealized potential? Hadn’t he envied the successful, believing that the only difference lay in opportunity and mentorship?
Now, he has both.
Why not seize this chance—to test his mettle, to prove whether he could rise above the rest with the system’s aid?
If he merely leeched off the system without effort, what difference was there between him and a worthless layabout?
… Though admittedly, who *wouldn’t* want to be that kind of "layabout"?
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Aaron steeled himself.
Before the system, he had worked diligently, devoting every spare moment to self-improvement.
Now, with its financial backing, failing to strive would be an insult to him.
The logic was simple: use the system’s funds to generate greater wealth, then spend it to upgrade the system and unlock higher rewards.
A virtuous cycle.
Every other aspect was flawless—rewards arrived punctually, spending was effortless.
The only challenge?
The *"generate greater wealth"* step.
Master that, and the path to true extravagance would be his.
But first—there was the matter of the lottery.
A system upgrade came with a single draw. What treasures might await?
With eager anticipation, Aaron mentally commanded, *"Draw!"*
A colossal wheel materialized—ivory-white, its obsidian pointer fixed at the six o’clock position.
It spun with dizzying speed, its surface a blur of colors and indistinct text.
Before Aaron could react, the wheel slowed… and halted.
A green, card-like object emerged—then dissolved into the air like vanishing fireworks.
… That was it?
Where was the prize?!
**[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the *"Virtual Tycoon Experience Card"*! Please check the system interface for details.]**
Aaron summoned the interface. A new section has appeared.
**[Lottery Prize: Virtual Tycoon Experience Card | Grade: C]**
**[Duration: Immediate | Valid for three months]**
**[Usage: To provide the host with a preview of tycoon life, this card grants $300 million for virtual online expenditure. Funds are stored in a dedicated Citibank card, pre-linked to the host. Viewable via mobile; PIN identical to your JPMorgan Chase card.]**
**[Restrictions: Funds are exclusively for virtual spending—no physical purchases, no direct/indirect self-transfers. Expenditure does not yield experience points.]**
After several rereads, Aaron grasped the essence: *Three hundred million to splurge online—a taste of extravagance, nothing more.*
No tangible benefits. No loopholes.
…*What was the point?*
No wonder it was graded C—likely bottom-tier.
*"System, what else can the lottery give? "Is this card considered low-tier?"*
**[Ding! The lottery encompasses all conceivable rewards—and beyond. A hint: Material wealth is inherently low-tier, as it is external. True high-tier rewards transform you to your core.]**
Aaron’s pulse quickened. *High-tier rewards could fundamentally change him?*
Could he become… *superhuman?*
A Spider-Man? An angel?
Commanding mountains, riding clouds—*limitless power?*
**[Ding! Reminder: This is a *tycoon* system. All rewards serve the singular purpose of cultivating a supreme magnate.]**
Aaron sighed. *Wishful thinking, as usual.*
Following the system’s prompt, he checked his phone. The Citibank app had mysteriously installed itself.
Logging in with his Chase password, he navigated to *"My Accounts."*
Despite his preparation, the sight struck him like lightning—his pupils contracted, his jaw slackened, his mind blank.
**Account Balance: 300,000,000.00**
*So many zeros…*
*This was three hundred million dollars.*
He sat in stunned silence for minutes before the shock subsided.
The rules were clear: this money was for *online indulgence*—nothing else.
No self-enrichment. No clever schemes to funnel it to loved ones.
Just a fleeting taste of power.
Frankly, he’d have preferred three million.
No—*three hundred thousand.*
Even *thirty thousand* would’ve been more useful.
But fate had dealt him this card.
If he couldn’t fight it… he might as well *embrace it.*
He’d once dreamed of lavishing thousands on streamers and authors, earning their awed cries of"Bro! 666! Absolute legend!"*
Now… he finally could.
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