Chronicles of the Spendthrift Rebirth

**Hong Dali, male, 22 years old, an orphan, died tragically while bravely saving two children from being hit by a car. After careful consideration, the relevant authorities have decided to posthumously honor Hong Dali as a hero and an outstanding university student in the province.**

— People's Daily.

"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going! I don't want to go to the Hong family for an arranged marriage!"

Tang Muxin buried her head in the pillow, desperately kicking her fair little legs, "Hong Dali is the most famous loser in the entire city. He has brought shame to the Hong family. Not only is he sickly and dim-witted, but he's also a typical spendthrift. I don't want to marry someone like him!"

Tang Muxin is the only beloved daughter of Tang Ruisi, the chairman of Tang Pharmaceuticals Co., Ltd. She is talented, knowledgeable, beautiful, and graceful. Not only that, but she is also an excellent cook. She is the dream girl of countless boys in school.

But today, her father told her that he was going to take her to the notorious spendthrift Hong Dali's house for an engagement. How could she accept this? "If it weren't for his parents pampering him, the only heir to their vast estate, he would have been kicked out of the Hong family long ago. How would he have the chance to squander money all the time?"

Hearing his daughter's words, Tang Ruisi, sitting by the bed, showed a wry smile and said helplessly, "Xinxin, I have no choice. Your engagement to Hong Dali was personally arranged by your grandfather years ago. Even though he is a bit of a spendthrift, it's not that big of a problem, right? And as far as I know, Hong Dali is quite good-looking…"

Tang Ruisi was wearing a gray vest over a spotless white shirt, with a simple bow tie at the collar. He had a faint stubble on his lips, and held a bronze pipe in his hand. His neatly combed black hair was slick and shiny, presenting a very good image. However, his usually bright eyes were now filled with helplessness and unwillingness.

If he hadn't been driven to the brink of despair, how could he be willing to send his own daughter into such a situation? After all, Hong Dali was a unique character in the world. The only thing he liked or could do was spend money.

His most famous saying was, "I have to squander, don't I? If I don't, won't it waste my parents' talent for making money?"

This sentence was known as a joke throughout the entire Tianjing City. Many parents would say to their children, "If you dare to be like Hong Dali, the spendthrift, I'll break your legs!"

So, Tang Muxin's strong reaction was indeed understandable.

Sure enough, hearing Tang Ruisi's words, Tang Muxin shouted angrily, "Stop it! Your business has a funding problem and you can't get a loan, so you want to secure it through this engagement. Do you think I don't know? Dad, you're selling your daughter!"

"Sigh, who would want to do this if there was another way…" Tang Ruisi shook his head helplessly, "If we can't get through this, we'll have to declare bankruptcy soon. Xinxin, I don't want this either…"

"Selling your daughter?" Tang Muxin cried, "He's a spendthrift. Even if we get the loan, what good will it do? Even if we get married, any amount of wealth will be squandered by him. It's just a matter of time, sooner or later, we'll lose everything…"

"That's true…" Tang Ruisi frowned, then suddenly his eyes lit up, "Xinxin, how about this? We get engaged first, and once my company is back on track, we find an excuse to break off the engagement. This time, our research funding exceeded the budget. Once we get the funds, if the project succeeds, it will be a worldwide sensation. Once we recover, we can figure out a way to break the engagement, and they shouldn't say much then, right?"

Tang Muxin sobbed, "Engagement is easy, breaking it off is hard. Their family is one of the top 500 enterprises in the world, it's not that simple."

Indeed, Tang Muxin was a smart girl.

She knew well how many men admired her talents and beauty. If her family collapsed, her fate would be grim. This world is a jungle; when you're strong, no one dares to touch you, but if you fall, many will come to kick you when you're down.

Just like the persistent Liu family's eldest son at school.

So, after crying for a while, Tang Muxin realized there was no other way. She reluctantly got up, "Fine, let's try. Dad, you must break off the engagement in the future. I don't want to marry that spendthrift!"

"Yes, for my dear Xinxin, I'll do my best to negotiate." Tang Ruisi sighed, patting her shoulder, "Xinxin, let's go."

Hong Dali sat on the bed, his gaze vacant, his mind in a mess.

The surroundings were unfamiliar, and his memories were severely disrupted. All he could recall was the screeching sound of brakes. The rest were chaotic memories that didn't belong to him.

"Didn't I die? Where is this?" Looking at his pale, slender hands, Hong Dali thought, "This isn't my body, and this isn't my usual place. So, where am I?"

After looking around for a while, he thought, "First, I need to figure out my current situation."

"One, am I alive or dead? Two, where am I, and who am I? Three, what should I do next?"

"Let's start with the first point," Hong Dali pinched a small piece of skin on the back of his left hand and twisted it. It hurt. "I can feel pain, so I should be alive." He then carefully touched his face, neck, ears, and head. "This body is clearly not mine, but it's still human. So, this must be one of those reincarnation or transmigration situations in novels?"

"Next is the second point, where am I, and who am I?" Hong Dali looked around again. The house was made of reinforced concrete, the walls were white, and there were various modern household appliances. In the corner of the room was a computer with a 30-inch LCD monitor. "It's a modern society, but I don't recognize the celebrities on the walls or the toy models. This must be a parallel world."

With no one around, Hong Dali carefully stood up, taking a deep breath, "This body is so weak, like a bamboo stick. I wonder if it might suddenly die."

Turning on the computer, he randomly opened a few websites. The content was different from Earth's, but he learned a few things: "One, this world or this country uses Chinese characters. Two, it's indeed a parallel world, different from Earth but not too much. Three, this world has no superheroes, it's a technological world, so I don't need to desperately practice any martial arts."

After confirming this information, Hong Dali needed to verify his identity. However, after searching the entire room, he couldn't find anything that could confirm his identity: "Strange, is there not even a single item with this body's name? No ID card?" After thinking for a moment, he quickly came to a realization: "Hehe, given the age of this body, it's probably only around seventeen or eighteen years old. An ID card might be issued, but more likely it hasn't been issued yet. After all, this world is different from Earth, and some minor differences are normal."

Just as he was thinking about this, a surge of chaotic information suddenly flooded his mind, causing Hong Dali to crouch down in pain. When the pain finally subsided somewhat, an emotionless metallic voice echoed in his mind—

"Ultimate Spendthrift System detected host, binding in progress, please wait…"

"Ultimate Spendthrift System binding successful, current level: 1."

As the system voice finished, a small figure appeared in Hong Dali's mind, which appeared to be a representation of himself. The figure's right side displayed a row of information—

"Host Name: Hong Dali."

"Strength: 36. Speed: 41. Reaction: 52. Health: 39. Sexual Ability: 32. Note: Normal human values are 100."

Hong Dali was stunned: "Ultimate Spendthrift System? Is this thing real or fake? Strength 36, barely able to lift a chicken? Speed 41, so slow? Reaction 52, so sluggish? Health 39, I might die at any moment? And what's with the Sexual Ability 32? Damn, this is absolutely intolerable!"

Without saying a word, Hong Dali pulled down his pants to take a look. After seeing it, Hong Dali's mind was immediately flooded with a million curses—his little buddy was only half the size of his pinky finger?!

A man can't be bad at everything, but this is absolutely unacceptable!

Tears streaming down his face, Hong Dali lamented: "I'd rather just die and see if I can transmigrate again…"

Fortunately, when Hong Dali was on the verge of suicide, the system's metallic voice sounded again: "Description: Host can gain one attribute point for every 100,000 RMB spent. When all attributes of the host reach normal human levels, the Ultimate Spendthrift System will upgrade, and new items and tools will be added. Please look forward to it."

"Attribute points can be earned?!" At this moment, there was nothing better than improving his attributes. Hong Dali was ecstatic, "I can actually earn attribute points through squandering and make myself as good as a normal person?"

Although the system's voice was still cold, it sounded almost like music to his ears: "Yes."

Hong Dali was so excited he almost jumped up: "I want to squander! I want to spend!"

"Next, please accept the first task: First Squandering. Task Requirements: Spend at least 100,000 RMB before midnight today. Task Reward: One attribute point. Failure Penalty: Random deduction of 5 attribute points."

"Current Squandering Amount: 0."

Hearing the Ultimate Spendthrift System's announcement, Hong Dali was instantly covered in cold sweat: "Spend 100,000 RMB before midnight? Damn, it's already 8 PM! Only four hours left, no way, I need to go out! I need to spend!"

Just as he was thinking this, the door to the room was gently pushed open, and a maid in her forties bowed slightly to Hong Dali and said softly, "Young Master Dali, the Master and Madam would like you to come over. Please follow me."