Super Rich: Starting the game by going back ten years to buy Bitcoin

The electric scooter turned a corner in the alley of Pudong. Li Yichen was carrying two servings of braised chicken rice in his right hand, gripping the handlebars with his left hand, and holding a cup of milk tea between his knees.

Shanghai in February was still cold, and the wind was biting to the bone.

The mobile navigation system says there are 800 meters left; if this order is late, it will cost three yuan.

Three yuan is enough for him to eat a pack of instant noodles.

Li Yichen twisted the accelerator to the floor, and the electric scooter emitted a groan of strain.

As I passed the section of the path without guardrails along the riverbank, a scream came from the left.

It wasn't an adult's voice.

Li Yichen turned his head and saw a child in a red down jacket splashing around on the river, his head bobbing up and down, his arms wildly slapping the water, swallowing more water than he could shout.

An old man was standing on the shore, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, crying and shouting.

There were a few scattered passersby around; some were on the phone, some were filming videos, but no one went into the water.

The river water in February is freezing cold.

Li Yichen flung his electric scooter to the side of the road, causing the braised chicken and rice to fall to the ground, splattering soup everywhere. Milk tea rolled into the bushes.

Only one thought flashed through his mind—if this child sinks again, he won't be able to come back up.

There was no time to take off my coat or put on my shoes.

He jumped directly off the shore.

The moment I entered the water, the coldness traveled from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, and all the muscles in my body tensed up instantly. The icy water made it hard to breathe.

Li Yichen gritted his teeth and swam forward a few meters, then grabbed the back of the red down jacket and pulled the child out of the water.

The child was about five or six years old. He had swallowed a lot of water and his face was turning blue, but he was still crying, his cries coming and going.

It's okay to cry, as long as you can cry, it means everything is alright.

Li Yichen held the child in one hand and clung to the rocks on the bank with the other, climbing upwards. His fingers bled from being rubbed into the cracks in the rocks, and his knees slammed against the concrete edges, making him wince in pain.

Finally, some passersby on the shore reacted and reached out to help catch the child.

The old man scrambled over, grabbed the child, and cried uncontrollably.

"Thank you... thank you so much, young man..."

Li Yichen stood up, supporting himself on his knees. He was soaked to the bone, and a gust of cold wind made him shiver.

He didn't reply.

I glanced down at the braised chicken and rice that had fallen to the ground; the plastic bag was torn, and half of the rice had spilled out.

This order is definitely going to be late; not only will I be penalized, but I'll also have to compensate for the meal.

Forget it.

Li Yichen picked up the remnants of the takeout food from the ground, threw them into a roadside trash can, picked up his electric scooter, and turned the key.

The bike is still rideable.

He didn't look back once, nor did he wait for the old man to finish saying his thanks, before riding away on his electric scooter.

My clothes were sticking to my body, and I was shivering from the cold, but I still had three orders to deliver on my phone.

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After riding about two hundred meters, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

drop.

It's very faint, like tinnitus.

Li Yichen shook his head, not taking it seriously. After jumping into the river in the dead of winter, it would be strange if he didn't get a fever; experiencing some hallucinations was normal too.

There was another sound while we were waiting at the red light.

drop.

It's a little clearer than before.

Li Yichen patted his temples and muttered, "Could I have lost my mind...? I definitely have."

The green light came on, and he hurried to the address of his next order.

When the second order was delivered, the beeping sound became once every two seconds.

After delivering the third order, it was one per second.

After delivering the fourth order, it was once every half second.

beep beep beep beep beep—

The frequency increased rapidly, becoming as dense as the alarm sound of an electrocardiogram monitor.

Li Yichen parked his electric scooter on the side of the road, his hands gripping the handlebars, a thin layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

Not right.

Something's not right.

This can't be explained by a fever. A fever causes dizziness and weakness, not a buzzer in your head. Could it be that you hit your head while diving? A brain hemorrhage?

Li Yichen took out his phone and started searching for nearby hospitals.

The nearest top-tier hospital is three kilometers away, a fifteen-minute bike ride.

The beeping stopped.

It was like someone had pressed the mute button; my mind instantly went silent.

Li Yichen froze, holding his phone in the same position as searching for hospitals, motionless.

Then a voice rang out.

It wasn't a beeping sound; it was a complete sentence.

[Ding—The Wealth System has finished loading and is binding to the host... Binding successful.]

Li Yichen almost dropped his phone.

He looked left and right. Behind him was a hardware store with its doors closed, to his left were trash cans, and to his right were utility poles.

nobody.

The voice came from his head.

Wealth system.

These four words rolled around in his mind three times.

As a 24-year-old who had been reading online novels for six years, he knew exactly what this thing was. A cheat system, a system-based novel—the standard fare for wish-fulfillment stories on Qidian.com.

But those are all novels.

How could things in a novel possibly be possible?

[The system has detected excessive emotional fluctuations in the host. The host is advised to remain calm and check the system panel.]

Li Yichen stood by the roadside, soaked to the bone, with cold wind blowing into his collar, but he no longer felt the cold at all.

He used all his willpower to suppress the urge to shout out loud, took a deep breath—no, he forcefully gulped down a mouthful of cold air—and forcefully suppressed the surge of ecstasy rising from his chest.

Calm down, calm down.

What if it's just a hallucination? What if I really have a fever?

Let's see how it goes first.

Li Yichen silently said to himself, "Open the system panel."

A semi-transparent panel appeared in my mind, with clear layout and distinct text.

[Wealth System]

[Host: Li Yichen]

[Wealth Level: Lv.1]

Current income: 0.1 yuan/second

[Cumulative Wealth Points: 0]

[Statement: Every penny provided to the host by this system is legal and compliant income. Please use it with confidence.]

One cent per second.

Li Yichen began to calculate the accounts.

One cent per second, one cent per ten seconds.

Six dollars per minute.

One hour... He counted on his fingers, three hundred and sixty.

A day has 24 hours, 360 times 24 —

He couldn't do the calculations anymore, so he took out his phone and pressed the calculator button.

8640.

Eight thousand six hundred and forty yuan a day.

He delivers food, braving wind and rain, and earns a maximum of eight thousand a month.

He earned that much in just one day.

What about a month?

He pressed the calculator again—259200.

Two hundred and fifty thousand.

Li Yichen stared at the numbers on the calculator, his lips trembling slightly.

He couldn't earn that much in several years.

But he wasn't in a hurry to be happy, because a word had just appeared on the panel—wealth level.

"Can I level up?"

【可以。宿主通过消费获取财富值，每消费1元=1点财富值。Lv.1升Lv.2需要10万财富值，Lv.2升Lv.3需要100万财富值，每级所需为前一级的10倍。每提升一级财富等级，宿主每秒收入翻倍。】

Double.

In other words, it costs two cents per second to reach Lv.2.

Lv.3, four cents per second.

Lv.4, 8 cents per second.

Lv.5 - One and a half units per second.

Li Yichen dared not calculate any further.

The first thing he needs to do now is to verify whether this thing is real or not.

He opened the mobile banking app and entered his password.

Account balance: 13,447.2 yuan.

He remembered clearly that he had saved 13,400 yuan before returning to Shanghai. He had earned a few dozen yuan delivering food in the past two days, and after deducting the cost of food, that should be the amount.

But that extra little bit—

He stared at the screen without moving.

13,447.3.

13,447.4.

13,447.5.

The balance increments once every second.

Like a timer that never stops, except it ticks money instead of seconds.

Li Yichen stared for a full minute. Six yuan, exactly one cent at a time, jumped into his account.

"Whoa—"

He couldn't help himself and shouted into the empty street.

A stray cat was so frightened by him that it darted out from behind a trash can.

He quickly covered his mouth, looked around to make sure no one noticed him, the food delivery guy standing by the roadside, soaking wet, grinning foolishly at his phone.

Just when he thought the day's surprises were over—

[Ding—New player gift pack loaded, please claim.]

New player gift pack?

Li Yichen rubbed his hands together; there were still scabs on his hands from climbing ashore.

"There's a big gift package too? That's great..."

He mentally clicked "claim".

The panel has been refreshed.

As the contents of the gift package unfolded in his mind, Li Yichen's hand slid off the handlebars of the electric scooter.

He froze on the spot, his mind blank.

His mouth was open, but no sound came out.

The words on the panel shone brightly in his mind!