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Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal

"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!" "I want to splurge! I want to squander!"

Chen Ji Tang Hong Dou · Urban
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My Sense of Logic Has Shattered All Over the Floor

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Yes… that's right…" The secretary felt that the sweat that he wiped in his entire life couldn't compare to what he wiped today. Being a Ph.D. in both economics and assistance, he helped Hong Weiguo lessen a lot of his load. But today, he clearly felt that his brain wasn't able to handle this information—obviously, he couldn't fathom whether it was all part of Hong Dali's plan or just because of his dog shit's luck.

After thinking for two hours with his IQ level of 144, his conclusion was—this was an unsolvable puzzle.

The problem was, he still had a third problem to report. "There… there's something else, CEO HongCEO Hong, not just these…"

"Something else!" Hong Weiguo's eyes almost popped out. "Wait for a moment, let me get a sip of water and take a deep breath. Oh right, do you have any of those quick result heart-rescuing pills? Give me some of those. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I might lose my breath."