Qin Dong traveled through the end of the world and became the president of a small shelter.

It coincided with a zombie riot, food depletion, people's morale was low, and the situation was extremely critical.

In desperation, he linked to the disaster relief system mall, and everything consumed on the refugees can be purchased at a super low price!

Qin Dong raised his arm and called out:

"As long as you join the East Territory Shelter, you will be my brother! All food will be provided at a fair price, with no limit on quantity!"

The refugees burst into tears:

"One zombie crystal core can be exchanged for ten buckets of instant noodles? Oh my god, Brother Dong won't go bankrupt, right?".

"As long as you work twelve hours a day, you can have three full meals? Impossible! How can there be such a philanthropist!"

"Brother Dong is like our second parent, and he is like our second parent. If one day he shot me in the chest with a gun, I would also believe that the gun went off accidentally."

"I have never seen a saint like Qin Dong! In this dark end of the world, he is like a ray of light, allowing me to see the brilliance and splendor of human nature."

"He is the savior of this end-time, a God walking on earth. He works tirelessly without asking for anything in return, and his purpose in life has long transcended worldly life."

……

Qin Dong was dumbfounded: "I did all this just to make a little profit!"

【Anti-routine article, daily relaxed. 】

After graduation, Chen Mo obtained a money-losing system. The more he lost, the more personal assets he could get.

Losing money?

This thing is simply too simple.

Chen Mo thought confidently, and then directly acquired a loss-making clothing factory.

But what he didn't expect was that the company was full of a group of old-fashioned employees.

Watching his company step by step become the world's first group, he was even called the country's first philanthropist, entrepreneur, environmentalist, president of the Animal Protection Association, Tianhua board in the investment industry, and a recognized good boss in the industry...

Chen Mo sighed secretly, he really just wanted to lose money.

Also known as: [Just want to lose money, but meet a group of old-fashioned employees] [Losing to become the richest man: starting from acquiring a loss-making clothing factory]

This is a story about being reborn in a parallel world and developing video games.

Tian Moyun transmigrated to another world and obtained the [Game Master] system. With it, he brought one classic game after another to the screen.

Super Mario, Contra... as well as games that drove players crazy like Cat Mario, Flappy Bird, Getting Over It, and The Unfair Platformer...

He became a pioneer in gaming, leading advances in both technology and entertainment. Years later, people called him:

“The billionaire dad who brought joy to the whole world!”

After rebirth, Jiang Zhe obtained the Heavenly Way Rewards Hard Work System. By learning knowledge and painting skills, he can get rewards from the system's monthly settlement.

Who says painters have to live in poverty? With the system, you will reap what you sow. Art exams, selling paintings, winning awards, and financial freedom are not a problem.

Reliving a new life, past regrets can be made up; the scenery of life will no longer be missed.

“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!”

[Super rich + spending system + strong women + popular + making friends with rich second generation + handsome guys from all walks of life + BG + all clean men + face slapping + cool story + either pretending to be rich or on the way to pretending to be rich]

Tang Tang is a 996 office worker.

After finally slapping the wretched leaders and several big guys, she spiraled into the air while being hit by a car in order to save a kitten.

Dead but not completely dead, the little cat transformed into a super rich system.

Cat Head System: The auspicious time has come, host, do you want to bind? The kind that allows you to spend money freely~

Tang Tang: Here you go.

Since then.

Luxurious large flat in the city center, buy it! At night, sit on the lounge chair on the large terrace and overlook the night lights.

Luxury custom cruise ship, buy it! A group of handsome men and beautiful women gathered around Tang Tang and had a party with a champagne tower.

A mysterious, wealthy and beautiful woman, the godmother of the iron-blooded mafia, the chief instructor of the romantic mercenary base, the youngest richest person in the world, her influence spreads all over the world, and her power shines brightly!

Go to Dubai and raise big crocodiles, big tigers, beautiful snakes, and a whole private zoo in an entire estate, and have fun petting the big furry creatures!

Go to the high seas to buy an island, enclose the sea area, and rely on the system to ride on sharks.

Starting a company and making investments, Tang Tang, at a young age, appeared at the shareholders' meeting with a smile on his face, shocking everyone.

The foundation does charity and gives its money to Hua Xia Dad. Tang Tang has received many commendations and awards.

Finally, Tang Tang said: I was just spending money, but I didn’t expect to become the richest man.

Su Yang was alone with his three-year-old sister and accidentally connected to the god-level snack stand system.

So he started selling steamed buns on the bridge late at night, roasted chicken in the park early in the morning, large intestines in front of the anorectal hospital, and barbecue at the marathon stadium...

The delicious food prepared by Su Yang makes diners linger and fall in love with it completely.

But in order to complete the task, Su Yang could only go to random locations to set up stalls each time.

So the diners couldn't sit still...

The Urban Management Captain said: "Please don't run away. I really don't want to arrest you. I want to buy something to eat!"

A college student: "Brother, please hurry up and get out of the stall. I'm tossing and turning and can't sleep. Brother, I beg you..."

The parents of my younger sister's classmates said, "Child...you must build a good relationship with Yiyi and try your best to find out where her brother's stall is!"

A wealthy businessman from Jiangbei City said, "Who knows where he's setting up his stall? I'm willing to pay him 100,000!"

The state banquet manager said: "Go and invite Mr. Su."

As Su Yang's stall became more and more famous, it completely broke out of the circle and caused a sensation abroad...

"Oh my god! Isn't the modeling in this game too beautiful?!"

"I've decided, you'll be my wife from now on!"

Bang!

Warning: You've been attacked by a foundation-building monk and are in a near-death state!

"Fuck, I'm just an NPC in the game, why do I have such a bad temper!?"

[Game Development] [System] [Anti-Trope]

Exclusive Interview

Reporter: “President Mei, your latest game has once again gone explosively viral. Could you share with us the original inspiration behind making this game?”

Mei Caiyi, wearing a pained expression: “You might not believe this, but I actually have a system—every time the company loses money, I personally make a huge profit. So, the whole reason I made this game was to lose money. Same with the last one. And the one before that. All of them.”

Reporter: “Hahaha! President Mei, you’re truly hilarious. I understand now—you’re not in this for the money. You’re just sincerely making heartfelt, high-quality games for the players.”

He really wanted to say: “Understand my ass.”

How was he supposed to know all those games would blow up?

Now they call him things like “visionary,” “marketing genius,” “game development prodigy”—as if they weren’t just slandering him!

“Arbitrary Town”—a construction game with no gameplay, just mindless clicking.

“TombForce”—the protagonist is male, and all the enemies have bizarre, ridiculous designs.

“Cry”—deliberately made to provoke flame wars.

“Conscience-Free Game Platform”—created solely to deter people from registering.

“Escape”—designed to scare players so badly they wouldn’t want to buy it.

…He’s even gone online more than once begging for help: “Willing to pay handsomely for a large-scale, logically sound game idea that’s guaranteed to lose a ton of money!”

Liu Ziyang lay slumped on the creaking, broken sofa in his rented apartment, staring at the "Balance less than 100 yuan" notification on his phone screen. His temples throbbed. Just three days ago, he was a project manager at an internet company; now, he was part of the unemployed masses, without enough money in his pocket to even cover next week's rent.

"Grrrrumble—" His stomach growled at an inconvenient moment. He fished out the last packet of instant noodles from the fridge, three days past its expiry date. Just as he tore open the packaging, his phone screen suddenly went black, then a flashy, golden interface popped up.

[Ding! Host detected in a life low point, "Loss Rebate" System is binding...]