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Beggar Cultivation System

Apollo Leone tried to prolong his life as best as he could. But alas, he couldn’t escape the grasp of death. Even with his talent and being the wealthiest person on Earth, he died on a hospital bed. All his money, power, and influence vanished with his last breath. However, fate proved to be playful. Who would have thought there was a place after death that is neither Hell nor Heaven? There, he met a faceless woman named Aster, who granted him a new life on another planet where strength reigns supreme. But on one condition... Wait?! I have to live my life as a beggar?! Known as the most wealthiest person to have ever live and the person at the very top, how will he adjust to this new world where people can summon meteors, punch through mountains, and cut the sea in half? Beggar Cultivation System Activated! "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" "You received 1 Alm Point!" ... ... "You received 100 Alm Points!" "Do you want to advance to the next stage?" "Yes!" Author's Note: -I will try my best to incorporate comedy into it and give it a slice of life style. - If we reach 300 Power Stones each week, there will be a bonus chapter. -100 Golden Tickets = 3 Extra Chapters at the End of the month.

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Lily's Request

"You like this, b*tch?!"

"Yes! I like it, Master Aaron!"

The sound of flesh slapping together echoed in the room, accompanied by the creaking of the bed.

Screams of pleasure filled the air, and the scent of their act permeated the place.

"Take this, b*tch!" Aaron shouted, slamming his hips forward. The woman in front of him, on all fours, began to tremble. Her eyes rolled back, and her tongue lolled out. It lasted for a few seconds before she collapsed onto the bed.

Aaron stepped back, admiring his handiwork. Three women lay naked on his bed, all breathing heavily, clearly having been "satisfied."

He noticed one of them looking at him with pleading eyes. Licking his lips, he walked over to the bedside table and picked up a pink marble. He admired it for a moment. "One more round won't hurt."