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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!"

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Holographic Game Helmet

Editor: Atlas Studios

Regarding Hong Dali, everyone had more or less heard of him. Hong Dali's impossible ways of earning money and squandering were beyond everyone's grasp. Nobody knew what Hong Dali would spend on, nobody could guess how he recovered the cost and was able to make a profit.

"Aye, how do you think Hong Dali profits? The 300 million that was invested in the game was just a small sum. It's what comes next that matters. Do you think he added a little extra fee to the gaming chamber?"

"It's hard to say. If we know what he's up to, he won't be called Hong Dali. I don't think this game is as simple as it looks."

On the rostrum, the five magnates were racking their brains thinking how Hong Dali could profit from it.

Hong Dali never liked advertisements. Nothing he did was covered by advertisements. If Hong Dali was willing to do so, merchants from within the country and overseas would definitely be willing to fight over it.