Let's Squander A Billion First!

"You're dead."

"You're dead."

"You're dead."

The girl was lying on the floor, slowly moving her body and covering her ears with her hands, trying to block out that annoying voice, but the crisp childlike tone still reached her.

It came from deep within her mind.

Annoying.

So annoying.

"You're dead… dead… dead…"

The girl was clutching her head.

No movement.

The voice persisted, its tone growing increasingly cheerful, and it even started singing, like a nursery rhyme.

She had been busy all night and just wanted a good sleep.

Who has no public decency, cursing people in the middle of the night?

Just because you're a child doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

Who wasn't a child once?

The voice persisted, becoming more cheerful.

"You're dead, you're dead, you're dead…"

Finally, the girl on the ground lifted her head.

Chuzheng stopped scraping her bangs, her vision blurred, and dizziness overwhelmed her, taking a while before she could see her surroundings clearly.

"!!!"

She turned her head to survey the area.

What the hell is this place?

Why was she here?

Had she been kidnapped?

Which reckless bastard dared to kidnap her?

"You're dead!"

"You're the one who's dead," Chuzheng retorted expressionlessly.

"You really are dead," the voice said again, "If you don't believe it, go look in a mirror."

Mirror…

Chuzheng looked around; this appeared to be a KTV private room. She stood up and walked toward the bathroom next door.

There was a mirror inside.

The person in the mirror had multicolored hair, looking completely wild, with terrifying makeup and bizarre clothes.

That was nothing like her usual appearance.

What the heck!!

-

Chuzheng quickly figured out her current situation.

She had encountered the legendary system.

Never mind where this system came from, who made it, or what its purpose was.

Her task now was to complete missions in different worlds.

Chuzheng's face was expressionless.

After completing the missions, she could have the opportunity to be resurrected.

Chuzheng's face remained expressionless.

Why did she need a chance at resurrection? She wasn't dead! She refused to accept such nonsensical settings!

"Please face reality!" The system said cheerfully, with a touch of schadenfreude.

Chuzheng's face remained expressionless.

Liar!

The system pretended not to hear and kept speaking.

This system's task required her to—

Spend all her money?

Die if she didn't spend.

Live only if she spent aggressively.

Wait a second!

Why should she squander money? Where would it come from?

Clearly, the system had no intention of answering her questions.

"Yes, we need you to use the body you've been given, become a life winner by running through cash." The crisp childlike voice grew even more cheerful, "Please be prepared to receive the plot."

With that cheerful announcement, Chuzheng suddenly felt a dull pain in her head, and numerous unfamiliar memories flashed before her.

This body was named Jih Chuzheng.

Jih Chuzheng's mother had died early, and her father was always busy with company matters, having little time for her. Whenever Jih Chuzheng sought him, he would simply give her money to appease her, gradually turning Jih Chuzheng demanding and spoiled.

Her father remarried when she was thirteen.

The stepmother brought along a daughter, about her age, named Jih Tongtong.

After these two women arrived, Jih Chuzheng was very disdainful toward them, but the stepmother treated her very well, giving her whatever she wanted, as if she were her own daughter. Whether it was relatives or servants, everyone thought the stepmother was decent, but Jih Chuzheng was deemed too unreasonable.

It was nothing but the stepmother wanting to ruin her.

Jih Chuzheng indeed did as her stepmother desired—smoking, drinking, fighting—short of committing murder and arson.

Each time, she nearly caused Father Jih a heart attack.

Compared to her, Jih Tongtong always appeared to be well-behaved and sensible, which greatly pleased Father Jih.

Whenever Jih Chuzheng and Jih Tongtong had a conflict, Father Jih would eventually believe it was Jih Chuzheng's fault.

But no one knew that many things were schemes designed by Jih Tongtong. She wanted to tell Father Jih, but under Jih Tongtong's deception, he would never believe her. He would just think she was being unreasonable and bullying Jih Tongtong.

Jih Tongtong was forever pure and beautiful.

She was a fragile little lily being bullied by her evil sister, in need of protection.

Thus, Jih Chuzheng grew increasingly rebellious.

In everyone's eyes, she was the bad child, a negative example. Eventually, she was set up by Jih Tongtong and lost her innocence.

Even the man she loved was stolen by Jih Tongtong, who saw her as a bad woman while Jih Tongtong was pure, beautiful, kind, and gentle.

In the end, Jih Chuzheng's reputation was destroyed, and she lost her mind, ultimately being sent to a mental hospital. It was there that Jih Tongtong visited her and told her everything.

It was all orchestrated by them, the mother and daughter.

They wanted her to end up like this, to be kicked out and lose everything from the Jih Family.

After learning the truth, Jih Chuzheng committed suicide not long after.

Meanwhile, Jih Tongtong got married, had children, inherited the Jih Family, and lived happily ever after.

-

Chuzheng kneaded her still aching temples, absorbing these unfamiliar memories belonging to this body.

She could almost feel the resentment of this body's original owner at the time of death.

But this wasn't her.

Chuzheng stood in front of the table which had a knife on it, left by someone unknown.

"…What are you doing!" the childlike voice became terrified, "Our mission is to relentlessly squander, not to stab those bitches dead; calm down."

Chuzheng ignored the voice, picked up the knife, gauged her wrist with it, and then fiercely slashed down.

Blood flowed out.

Dripping onto the floor.

Blooming into bright red flowers.

When Chuzheng opened her eyes again, she was still lying in the same spot.

The same scene, the same appearance, the same posture, unchanged.

"…"

"It's useless. Unless you complete the mission, you'll keep repeating this scene," the childlike voice cheerfully made no attempt to mask its schadenfreude.

"…" Is this how it works now? "Do all systems strong-arm people like this now?"

Where can I complain?

This evil system.

I must complain!

Chuzheng sat on the ground, the knife quietly lying there on the table.

She didn't know how long had passed before she picked up the knife again, gripping it with both hands and stabbing it towards her heart.

"Ah!"

The door was pushed open, a sudden scream erupted and pierced through Chuzheng's eardrums.

Meaningless screaming, so annoying.

This was Chuzheng's last thought as the darkness descended.

The darkness lasted only a few seconds before she opened her eyes again, still in the same place...

What kind of black technology is this resurrection point after death?

"Give up. As long as you strive to complete the mission, you can revive and go back," the System enticed soothingly.

Perhaps the method of death was incorrect.

"…"

Next, Chuzheng experimented with various ways to die.

But no matter what she did, she would always wake up in this room.

Chuzheng sat on the ground, touching her wrist, unaware of what she was thinking.

That annoying voice kept ringing in her head, making Chuzheng really want to get rid of it.

"…"

In the end, Chuzheng had to accept that this body, everything it was experiencing now, and that inexplicable System was real.

She was trapped in this strange place.

She couldn't go back unless she completed the mission.

As for what the System said—that she had died.

Complete. Nonsense.

Liars!

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1. The Spendthrift System is from male-oriented literature similar to fast transmigration stories; they belong to the same thematic series, don't mislabel it.

2. If you like it, read it; if not, just close it.

3. The female protagonist, Chuzheng, and the male protagonist, Xing Yan are in a one-on-one relationship.

4. The male protagonist is weak, especially weak [For those wanting a dominating CEO, switch stories.]

5. For further help, please move to the book review section's pinned post for newbie guidance; it has answers to frequently asked questions.