Reborn with Infinity Money System, I was Worshipped by All Universes!

Titan Galaxy, Solar System #999, Star Uranus.

"No wonder he's the renowned genius awakener of Uranus, detected with an S-rank mana core!"

"With that talent, Oneal will surely become a member of the Watchers' Legion after this planetary fortress is established!"

"So envious! He's already exceptionally talented, and once he joins the Watchers' Legion, he'll have access to abundant resources. His future is bound to skyrocket, becoming an unimaginable big shot!"

Under the bright sunlight, a crowd of young men and women gathered in the plaza, chattering as they looked at the proud young man with admiration.

The establishment of the fortress and the selection for the Watchers' Legion—becoming a member of a prominent family's ranks—was a paramount event for all awakeners, attracting countless young talents to this place.

After all, becoming a member of the Watchers' Legion was a ticket to the pinnacle of this planet's hierarchy.

Not only would they receive immense resource support, but their status would also rise to unprecedented heights.

Amidst the envious gazes of the crowd, the black-robed elder responsible for testing talent nodded slightly and said to Oneal:

"S-rank mana core. Among all the awakeners tested so far, your talent ranks first!"

Hearing this, the already confident Oneal smiled even more proudly. It seemed that joining the Watchers' Legion this time was a foregone conclusion!

But at that moment—

The plaza trembled lightly, and everyone seemed to be enveloped in a layer of dazzling white light.

Suddenly, a radiant white pillar of light descended in the center of the plaza!

Following that, a white-haired maiden holding a sword emerged from the circle of light.

Her skin was as white as snow, her figure tall and graceful, like a meticulously sculpted work of art, flawless in every aspect.

When Oneal saw her, a flicker of amazement flashed in his eyes.

He immediately stepped forward confidently, extending a hand, "Miss, you're also here for the selection, aren't you? My name is Oneal, S-rank mana core. How about we become friends?"

The maiden glanced at him. "S-rank mana core?"

Oneal's lips curled into a smile. "An S-rank fire mana core. If we team up, I'll even share a portion of the rewards with you."

The maiden sighed. "Still not good enough."

Oneal froze for a moment, stunned by the girl's dismissive remark. His expression twisted in anger as he burst into laughter, fury evident in his voice:

"Such an arrogant little beauty! I've never met one as feisty as you. I wonder if you're just as fiery in bed!"

The maiden's face turned icy. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she appeared before Oneal in an instant!

What incredible speed!

Oneal's heart skipped a beat. He was just about to channel his mana when he saw the maiden's snow-white hand, carrying a gale-like force, rapidly magnifying in his vision.

Smack!

Her palm landed on his cheek, sending him flying with a spurt of blood!

The sight of Oneal coughing up blood and being sent hurtling backward left the crowd below in an uproar.

Oneal, the most talented awakener among them, with physical strength capable of withstanding tier-2 spellbeasts, was heavily injured with just one slap?

This maiden was terrifying!

At that moment, they saw the black-haired elder responsible for talent detection rush toward the maiden with astonishing speed!

After all, this was the crucial selection period for the Watchers' Legion. The House of von Michelstein would never allow anyone to cause trouble here!

As this thought crossed their minds, the black-haired elder suddenly skidded to a halt before the maiden, bowing deeply and respectfully saying:

"My Lady, you've finally returned!"

My Lady?!

Hearing these words, the crowd was utterly shocked.

The envoy from the House of von Michelstein was already an untouchable figure in their eyes. And to their knowledge, the only one he would address as "My Lady" was the famed prodigy of the star system.

Oneal, who had just spoken so brazenly to the maiden, felt his heart pounding wildly!

The maiden, however, paid no attention to their reactions and said indifferently:

"I've already surveyed this planet over the past few days. There's not a single talent worth noticing. No point wasting time."

The envoy rubbed his temples, looking somewhat troubled. "My Lady, the Duke has already given the order. You must establish a fortress on this planet, and the Watchers' Legion to guard it is indispensable. Without recruiting anyone, it'll be impossible to accomplish…"

He knew his lady's excellence. At just 17 years old, she had reached Hero Rank. Her talent was among the top in the entire star system.

But his lady had no interest in family affairs, caring only about her own strength.

To train this daughter, the Duke had assigned her to develop this new star, providing only the most basic resources.

The aim was to have her gradually take responsibility and develop her abilities in managing family matters.

The white-haired maiden glanced at the envoy her father had sent and shook her head.

"The legion is the foundation of the fortress. The requirements must be strict. Mediocre and unremarkable individuals have no right to join the Watchers' Legion. Bringing in the weak would only waste the family's resources. If there's an invasion of extraterrestrial creatures, I alone am enough."

The envoy quickly replied, "My Lady, that may be true, but what will you say when the Duke arrives? A fortress without a Watchers' Legion is no fortress. Do you plan to guard this place for the rest of your life?"

The maiden froze for a moment. Indeed, with her strength, protecting this planet was no challenge. But this was not what her father wanted!

She had to recruit some personnel. Only then could she leave quickly!

With that thought, she strode to the center of the plaza, plunged her sword into the ground, and swept her sharp gaze over the crowd.

"On behalf of Duke Michelstein, I am now recruiting members for the Watchers' Legion. If you have what it takes, come challenge me. Last one move against me, and you'll become a member of the Watchers' Legion, with access to the family's resources!"

The crowd hesitated, tempted by the offer. But remembering how the talented Oneal was severely injured with just one slap, they quickly lost their courage.

The maiden sighed in disappointment.

"These people… Not only are their talents pathetic, but they lack even a shred of spirit!"

"No one dares to challenge me?"

Her overwhelming aura made everyone avert their gazes, retreating in fear.

In the crowd, a dazed young man named Velen, still processing his surroundings, suddenly stood out under the maiden's scrutiny.

The maiden glanced at the delicate-looking youth with interest and said, word by word:

"You, do you want to challenge me?"

Velen's heart skipped a beat. Memories from his original host began to flood his mind.

Interstellar exploration… Extraterrestrial races… Awakening… Duke Michelstein… Watchers' Legion… The young lady… Family trial… Lack of gold coins…

Scenes played like a movie in his mind.

It didn't take long for him to realize—

He had transmigrated!

And he had been mistaken as a challenger by this terrifyingly powerful maiden!

Recalling Oneal's earlier humiliation, and realizing he hadn't even awakened a mana core, Velen knew he wouldn't even know how he died!

Instinctively stepping back, a cold, mechanical female voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Congratulations, Host, you have activated the Infinity Money System!"

"Infinity Money System? This… this doesn't feel right."

Velen's eyes widened. This was an incredibly dangerous magical world!

As if sensing his doubts, text appeared on the translucent system interface before him:

"This Infinity Money System grants the host unlimited currency. The host may use it without restriction. Proper usage will generate luxury points; improper usage will result in deductions."

"Luxury points can enhance skills and levels!"

After reading this, a personal status panel appeared before Velen.

[Name: Velen

Talent: None

Bloodline: None

Level: Unawakened

Luxury Points: 0

Special Item: Tier-1 Lv9 High-Explosion Scroll × 99,999]

"Daily items refresh. Flaunt your wealth wisely to earn luxury points. Improper flaunting will deduct luxury points!"

Seeing this, Velen was ecstatic.

With money, anything was possible!

Unlimited currency meant unlimited resources!

For an awakener, the most crucial things were talent and resources!

Who said he couldn't be a tycoon in a magical world?!

"Congratulations, Host, for triggering a mission: Join the Watchers' Legion. Mission success rewards 100 luxury points. Mission failure deducts 100 luxury points."

"Do you accept the mission?"

Without hesitation, Velen accepted!

He calmed himself, composed his thoughts, and began walking toward the maiden with steady steps and a calm gaze, showing no signs of fear.

The maiden was surprised that this delicate-looking youth dared to step forward. Coldly, she asked:

"You don't look like an awakener. Where do you get the confidence to challenge me?"

Velen smiled. "I can give you what you need."

The maiden clearly didn't believe him. "You? From this backwater place? Do you even know what I need the most?"

"Money!" Velen declared confidently. "To build a fortress, what you need most is money. With money, you can buy all the resources this planet has to offer!"

"And do you know how much money I need?" the maiden asked, raising an eyebrow.

Velen nodded. "Naturally. On this planet, building a fortress would require at least 10,000 gold coins!"

10,000 gold coins!

Gasps of shock echoed through the crowd.

To them, one gold coin was enough to sustain a year's livelihood.

Even working tirelessly for an entire year, they could only earn two or three gold coins at best.

10,000 gold coins was an astronomical figure!

Looking around the planet, there was hardly anyone who could produce such an amount all at once!

The maiden stared at him and said, "Since you know how short I am on gold coins, if you can produce 10,000 gold coins to prove your value to the Watchers' Legion, I'll make an exception and let you join the fortress."

"This is the only value you hold for me. Otherwise, leave and stop wasting my time."

Her words were followed by a collective gasp from the crowd.

10,000 gold coins!

It would take them a thousand years of hard work without eating or drinking to accumulate such a sum!

And even those who could amass such wealth wouldn't necessarily join the Watchers' Legion!

Wasn't this an impossible demand?

Velen's expression didn't change. Calmly, he said:

"For a regular fortress, 10,000 gold coins would suffice. But I believe an ordinary fortress doesn't match the stature of someone like you, My Lady. A super fortress worth 100,000 gold coins would be more fitting for your status!"