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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 · Urbain
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Sending Heads from Thousands of Miles Away

Éditeur: Atlas Studios

Meizhi Casino.

Hong Dali and the others continued downstairs. In a private room for resting nearby.

"En, Young Master? It seems we have a super sucker here today. This young man is so generous. Haha."

This came from a middle-aged man in his fifties. He looked like a regular Earthling. The only difference was his two eye teeth which were longer than that of people from Earth. His eyes were red and he had the bearing of one from a powerful family.

He had both arms around two beautiful young ladies, one on each side. Both ladies were leaning against his chest and they were touching his chest gently with their soft and supple hands. One of them smiled and said, "Fifth Lord, this young man looks like a white and tender boiled chicken drumstick. He must taste really succulent."