Chapter 1: Starting with 1.4 Billion

[Here, is it because you fainted just now because of low blood sugar? 】

Chen Weiming slowly stood up while pressing his head. He probably accidentally pressed the wound on his forehead where he had fallen. A heartbreaking pain hit his brain and he completely regained his clarity.

"(It hurts)."

"Um?"

Chen Weiming subconsciously covered his mouth with a look of disbelief on his face.

[When did I speak Korean so well? And when I clearly wanted to say "It hurts", why did it come out in Korean? Also, what the hell is this place? 】

Chen Weiming mechanically twisted his head as if he had been struck by a ghost, looking up, down, left and right in the room.

What came into view was a small room that could be seen all the way to the end. The area of ​​the room should be around 20 square meters.

In the innermost part of the room was a thick mattress spread flat on the ground. The mattress was about half a meter away from the outside window.

Beyond the mattress and further out is a brand new computer desk leaning against the wall.

Except for this piece of pure land, the rest of the room was covered with dirty clothes of different shapes, as well as all kinds of instant noodles and pure water plastic bottles.

The whole room was extremely messy, and it didn't look like a place where serious people would live.

He looked down again and saw that the clothes he was wearing were not the autumn clothes and long trousers he wore before, but casual clothes. An even weirder feeling crept up on his forehead. At this time, Chen Weiming felt extremely scared.

He was afraid that when he turned around, he would see an evil ghost clinging to his back, shouting "Wow, wow".

Chen Weiming closed his eyes nervously first to calm down, then he swallowed twice, exerted all his strength, jogged two steps, and rushed to the security door in one breath.

He clenched his fists on his chest and turned around suddenly. After discovering that there was no foreign object behind him as he imagined, Chen Weiming squatted down tightly against the iron plate of the security door.

"Assi!"

"No one? It scared me to death." After adapting to the strange situation, Chen Weiming finally restored the Chinese language system

And just when he breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly [dong dong...]

"Grandma!"

Chen Weiming pressed against the security door tightly and kept banging against the door panel, as if trying to get his body out of the security door.

The strange sound sounded like a knocking sound at first, but as time passed, more and more obvious vocal music could be heard clearly.

【Whiteshirtnowredmybloodynose，

Sleepin‘you‘reonyourtippytoes......]

"It turns out it's the ringtone of a mobile phone." Chen Weiming breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned against the door panel, and completely collapsed on the ground, still breathing heavily.

"," a beautiful Chinese voice sounded in a low voice.

Although he didn't understand what was going on now, since it was night time and he didn't want to disturb other people, Chen Weiming, who considered himself to be of high quality, followed the ringtone and hurried to the mattress and laid on the quilt. Suddenly groping.

After he took his cell phone out from under the quilt, he pressed the alarm clock fiercely, flicked the cell phone away and threw it on the "bed".

"It's so weird. What on earth is going on?"

Chen Weiming sat down on the mattress and thought seriously.

[Could it be a dream? 】

He rubbed his chin while checking the situation in the house.

[It can only be a dream, otherwise such an illogical thing would never happen in reality. I don’t even need to look at this face shape, it’s definitely not my face, and my eyesight has not been this good for a long time. 】

[I just don’t know where I entered the dreamland when I was going to the toilet? When I was still lying on the bed]

[Then again, I have seen through the dream, why haven’t I woke up yet? 】

[If I were in bed, any dream would be fine. But if I was lying on my stomach in the toilet and dreaming, I would definitely fall badly, so I would have to wake up quickly. 】

He slapped the right side of his face hard, and the right cheek suddenly became numb and hot, and the pain was real.

Chen Weiming's right eyelid kept twitching, and his heart was full of horror: "Holy crap, what's going on?"

After twists and turns, his mind became clearer and clearer, and for a moment he was a little at a loss.

With slightly trembling hands, he picked up the Samsung phone beside him and carefully checked the information in the phone, hoping to find a major bug that would stimulate his central nervous system and shatter his dreams so he could wake up.

Photo album, nothing.

SMS, nothing.

"KakaoPay, what the hell?"

“The Korean version of Alipay?”

After he opened KakaoPay, he saw a string of zeros that he couldn't count at once on the page, "Ten thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand..."

"Hey, 1.4 billion won?"

【What the hell? How could such a rich man live in such a shabby place? 】

[He also said it was not a dream, there were so many bugs. 】

Chen Weiming closed "Alipay" without any regrets. He opened Evernote on the Cyan Elephant app and saw information records in Korean.

He opened the one with the most recent date. Although it was in Korean, the message received in Chen Weiming's mind was still in Chinese.

【】, all kinds of curses at the beginning, Chen Weiming could only ignore them all, swipe the screen and continue reading.

[1.4 billion, 1.4 billion, if I had this much money earlier, my mother wouldn't have left me. What's the point of going to college...]

"My parents are both alive, that's not my life."

[ ]

Looking at the abuse of the indifferent society, Chen Weiming roughly understood that the owner of this body was a frustrated person who lost his family.

[Why do I have nosebleeds recently? Am I suffering from a terminal illness...]

"Nosebleeds, why do I feel that this setting is a bit familiar."

"No, no, I don't think of anything."

Chen Weiming shook his head and continued to read, shouting "No, stop."

[****, even if I am really sick, I will not let those black-hearted hospitals make money from me...]

[If anyone sees this memo, it means I am dead. Please donate the rest of my money to charity organizations, specifically to help those orphaned children, so that they can get out of the shadows and feel that there is still love in this world. 】

【......】

"What a gentle person," Chen Weiming touched his "own" cheek, "he still had empathy for others until his death."

"A dream almost made me cry, you are worthy of being 'me'." Chen Weiming looked at the ceiling and said to himself naturally.

"But why, I haven't woken up yet."

Chen Weiming glanced at the time "05:24 am on July 24, 2020", do I have to sit there until dawn?

He opened the curtains and looked out the window, and a river was clearly visible in the distance.

This is similar to the configuration of his rental house by the Qiantang River, but his rental house is at least more than 60 square meters, and he shared it with his friends at the beginning.

It's not like this here, it's no different from a garbage dump.

"It's said that dreams are the opposite. It seems that I am a clean person in my bones."

At this time, a voice suddenly rang: [What do you want? ]

"What the hell, who is talking?"

[What do you want? I can satisfy you. 】

"Could it be a system? My dream has configured a system for me?"

Chen Weiming laughed out loud. Recently, there are many novels with system styles on Qidian. Although he has not read many system novels, he has some understanding of system novels.

Chen Weiming asked in a low voice: "Is it you, my dear system?"

[Anyway, I can't wake up again, and my friend has gone home again. It's useless to worry. Instead of passively resisting, I might as well enjoy it happily. 】

"Come on, let the power and status come more fiercely, and give me all the sugar-coated bullets of capitalism."

"Since it's South Korea, I want to experience the happiness of the chaebol."

Chen Weiming kept vomiting like a string of pearls. He opened his arms and whispered: "Come on."

"Come on..."

No one answered for a long time, Chen Weiming scratched his head awkwardly: "System, system..."

"Xiao Ai."

"Siri."

"Where have you been? I'll go, you come back, I want to go back."

"What a broken system, just like Xiao Ai, it's simply artificial intelligence."

"You still say that everything can satisfy me, just like the genie in Aladdin."

"It ruins my mood," Chen Weiming closed the curtains tightly, sat down on the mattress again, and picked up his mobile phone to play.

And in the depths of Kim Dae-jung's consciousness that he couldn't feel, a man with a similar figure to him cleaned up a group of invading organizations.

"No choice but to look at the long-legged girls first."

He skillfully opened YouTube and clicked to view his personal playlist.

"Kawaii 01"

"Kawaii 02"

"......"

"Great! It seems that you are a bit homebody like me. Unfortunately, I like the queen-style girls more."

Following the rhythm of the music, Chen Weiming gently shook his head and waved his hands, and walked to the only pure land in this room - the computer desk.

In contrast to the floor of the room, everything on the desk is clearly arranged.

In the upper left corner is a Luffy figure of more than ten centimeters. He folded his hands across his chest and showed the "x" on his chest.

Below is an ID card. In addition to the standard Korean version, the three Chinese characters "Kim Dae-jung" in brackets indicate the name of this person.

Through the ID card photo, Chen Weiming saw the appearance of "Kim Dae-jung". In the photo, Kim Dae-jung smiled warmly, was sunny and lively, and looked like a boy next door.

"Although Jin Dazhong's name is a bit cliché, he is handsome and not much worse than me."

Out of the most basic respect, Chen Weiming curled his lips and put his ID card under the mouse pad, hiding it tightly.

"I hate handsome guys the most in my life."

PS: All the * in this book are artificially set, not blocked words in the factual sense.