Chapter 184: Money Game (21)

Money Planet was in an uproar. Whether wealthy tycoons or ordinary citizens, everyone erupted in excitement almost instantly.

Mr. Kuer of Silver City had always been wealthy, but before the casino opened, the highest he had ever climbed was barely into the Top 10 of the Rich List.

Competition for the Top 10 was fierce. He had entered it briefly once, only to fall back out and remain stuck in eleventh place ever since.

Some people might not understand the difference between tenth and eleventh. On Blue Star, there was practically no difference. Even in the Federation, the gap wasn't particularly significant. But on Money Planet, the difference was enormous.

The Top 10 meant holding the power to shape Money Planet's rules. Money Planet was controlled by capital. The Top 10 formed an exclusive circle, representing the entirety of Money Planet's financial elite.

The moment a tycoon's name entered the Top 10, everyone on Money Planet paid attention.

Numerous smaller families would immediately attach themselves to that tycoon, strengthening their influence. Powerful experts with overwhelming combat abilities would also flock to them, increasing their military strength and securing their position.

Entering the Top 10 brought countless visible and invisible benefits.

That was why the competition was so intense. The wealth gap between them was never large, and rankings usually shifted only slightly.

Then what about the Top 3?

The Top 10 were representatives.

The Top 3 were absolute overlords.

The names occupying the first three places on Money Planet's Rich List had remained unchanged for a very long time. Ordinary people found it almost impossible to surpass them. Even if someone showed signs of doing so, the three giants would immediately suppress them before they had any chance to climb higher.

But now...

Kuer of Silver City had parachuted straight into third place.

Not the Top 10.

Not even the Top 5.

The absolute Top 3.

This truly deserved to be called—

An overnight upheaval that completely changed the landscape of Money Planet.

Mr. Kuer's sudden rise into the Top 3 had caught everyone off guard.

Before this, he had already spent many days gambling in the casino. His assets had fluctuated dramatically. Before last night, he'd earned ten billion through gambling and climbed to ninth place.

But he was only ninth.

Casino winnings naturally fluctuated, so there had been some reports before, though they attracted little attention.

Last night, however...

He leaped straight into third place!

He'd made a staggering sixty billion in a single night, pushing his total wealth beyond one hundred billion!

Because it all happened overnight, the Top 3 tycoons hadn't even had time to suppress him. After all, they couldn't interfere with wins and losses at the gambling table.

The moment the news spread, Mr. Kuer hadn't even left the casino before people waiting to meet him completely blocked Rich Street. The entrance to the Kuer family estate was also packed with visitors.

Meanwhile, countless people rushed toward the casino in City A.

"My god, sixty billion! Someone actually won sixty billion! This casino is terrifying!"

"I'm going to the casino!"

"Even if I can't reach the fourth floor, as long as I make it to the third floor, I might be the next one to strike it rich!"

"Where's my invitation? I remember the casino sent me one. Find it! I'm going tonight!"

"Sir, Mr. Neil invites you to join him at the casino tonight. He's already prepared the funds and hopes you'll accompany him."

...

The people rushing to City A's casino weren't only ordinary citizens or moderately wealthy businessmen.

Even the capitalists occupying the Top 10 of the Rich List smelled opportunity like sharks scenting blood, eagerly making their way toward the casino.

Rich Street had already become He Yu's property.

He shut down half of the shops and connected them all together, expanding them into an even larger casino.

The outermost area remained open to ordinary people, requiring one thousand chips for entry.

Beyond that came increasingly higher thresholds—

Ten thousand chips.

One hundred thousand.

Five hundred thousand.

One million...

Each level leading deeper than the last.

The original four-story casino still stood at the very center.

But now, without one hundred million chips and an invitation, it was impossible to enter that inner four-story casino.

The casino overflowed with people.

The crowds only continued growing.

As for the previous doubts?

What did they matter?

Who still cared?

As long as someone won.

As long as someone obtained profits so outrageous they drove people mad.

These capitalists would dare anything.

They would do anything.

Cheng Zhao's attack truly didn't concern He Yu.

The single headline—

"Kuer Wins Sixty Billion, Airdrops Into the Top Three of the Rich List."

—was enough to erase every doubt.

Day Thirteen.

Cheng Zhao's assets: 65 billion.

He Yu's assets: 46 billion.

Looking at the numbers, Cheng Zhao let out a long sigh.

Although his assets still exceeded He Yu's, He Yu's rate of growth was faster.

Yesterday, He Yu had never given any explanation.

Cheng Zhao never believed He Yu would be unable to deal with the situation.

According to his prediction, He Yu would respond.

He would provide an explanation.

And he would make the people of Money Planet believe him.

—He Yu could accomplish that.

—Cheng Zhao had never doubted it.

When that happened, Cheng Zhao's plan had been to continue steering public opinion.

Not to stop He Yu from making money.

He knew perfectly well that was impossible.

He merely wanted to force He Yu to slow down.

As long as He Yu's rate of accumulating wealth could be controlled...

He would win.

But—

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined...

He Yu simply wouldn't respond.

He solved the problem at its root.

He grasped the greed of Money Planet's people more thoroughly than Cheng Zhao himself ever had...

Cheng Zhao felt both bitter and helpless.

By cutting the problem off at its source, He Yu's solution completely blocked every move Cheng Zhao had planned afterward.

From that moment on, Cheng Zhao could no longer attack him from the angle of "He Yu profiting."

[Bullet Screen: "I'm actually starting to feel sorry for Cheng Zhao... but He Yu really is incredible."]

[Bullet Screen: "Nothing to feel sorry about. Cheng Zhao attacked He Yu first. He Yu only defended himself and never even counterattacked."]

[Bullet Screen: "If He Yu wasn't worried about the accusations yesterday, then what was he worrying about?"]

[Bullet Screen: "Ahhh, Cheng Zhao, keep going! You can definitely do it! I don't have voting rights, but everyone who does, vote for Cheng Zhao!"]

[Bullet Screen: "He Yu is stronger... I'm supporting He Yu..."]

[Bullet Screen: "Then why are you saying that in Cheng Zhao's livestream??"]

...

That evening, Cheng Zhao released Potion Crafting Course, earning himself another fortune.

Unfortunately, from "Combat Power Enhancement," to "Equipment Forging," and now "Potion Crafting," fewer and fewer people were studying his courses.

The money they generated was becoming increasingly limited.

That same night, the casino was packed beyond capacity.

The number of wealthy tycoons carrying over one hundred million in gambling funds into the four-story casino nearly filled the building.

Everyone wanted to become the next Mr. Kuer.

Day Thirteen.

Cheng Zhao's assets: 75 billion.

He Yu's assets: 62 billion.

Cheng Zhao gained ten billion.

He Yu gained sixteen billion.

That night, countless wealthy tycoons went bankrupt inside the casino.

Among them was even someone who had previously ranked in the Top 5.

Yet instead of discouraging people...

It only made them even more excited.

A Top 5 tycoon had gone bankrupt, sending one hundred billion in assets flowing away.

He Yu himself earned only a little over ten billion.

The rest was divided among the other wealthy gamblers.

The bankrupt tycoon's position was quickly taken by someone else.

That day, someone who had won a fortune at the tables charged straight into the Top 10, pushing another wealthy person out.

The displaced tycoon could only take their remaining money and join the Money Game.

Join the slaughter inside the casino.

By the night of Day Thirteen, the number of people in the casino hadn't [N O V E L I G H T] decreased.

It had increased.

People never paid attention to how many had gone bankrupt.

They only looked at how many had profited.

They never imagined they might become bankrupt themselves.

They only dreamed about how much of the profits they could seize.

After settlement on Day Fourteen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 70 billion.

He Yu's assets: 66 billion.

The numbers were about to become equal.

[Bullet Screen: "Holy crap! I never knew gambling could make this much money!"]

[Bullet Screen: "No—gambling doesn't make money. The casino owner makes money. The people behind the scenes make money. Gamblers lose money!!"]

[Bullet Screen: "This is terrifying! He Yu is really about to catch Cheng Zhao!!"]

[Bullet Screen: "It's unbelievable... He Yu is actually catching up to Cheng Zhao purely through gambling against someone making money from the entire population of Money Planet..."]

Inside the Top Talent Show discussion plaza, Larry, who was still involved in the wager, excitedly tagged Qiao.

["Qiao, although it's unfortunate Cheng Zhao may end up dying, I still want to ask—have you prepared the money?"]

Qiao's face darkened the instant he saw the message before replying immediately—

["First, He Yu hasn't caught him yet.

Second, Cheng Zhao is one of the Federation's most famous experts. He's powerful in both intelligence and combat. Do you really think he'll simply admit defeat?

I don't believe it.

The outcome hasn't been decided yet.

We'll wait and see."]

Indeed.

The outcome remained undecided.

Cheng Zhao stared at their respective fortunes.

Both of them now ranked near the top of the Rich List.

Only four billion separated them.

Only two people stood between their rankings.

Tomorrow...

The fifteenth day on Money Planet...

He Yu would overtake him.

Cheng Zhao stared at those numbers for a long time.

The sky gradually darkened.

Then he suddenly raised his head.

His gaze looked straight ahead—

As though facing his livestream.

Or perhaps looking toward He Yu, who was somewhere else within the same competition world, though they had yet to meet.

His mature voice carried a deep, magnetic charm.

"You never surrender.

Neither do I.

Can gambling really be faster than robbery?"

As he spoke, he raised one arm.

His muscles bulged with explosive strength.

From his system backpack, he drew out his weapon—

A long whip.

Holding it in one hand, he slowly took out every piece of equipment he owned, putting them on one after another.

His movements were slow.

Meticulous.

Like a general preparing for battle.

His eyes were sharp.

Fierce.

After equipping everything—including the ring he'd prepared for sneak attacks—

He leaped onto his flying equipment and vanished into the darkness.

The audience instantly exploded.

"AHHH! Cheng Zhao is going to start robbing people?!"

"Damn! He's an absolute madman too!"

"So ruthless! So decisive! Which is faster—gambling or Cheng Zhao committing robbery?"

"Holy crap! This competition just keeps getting more exciting!"

...

—

He Yu learned Cheng Zhao had begun robbing people not from the Bullet Screen...

But from a joint announcement issued by every wealthy family on Money Planet—

[Eliminate Cheng Zhao.]

The previous night, he had robbed two wealthy families.

Even more terrifying...

He had succeeded.

He bypassed layers of security.

Resisted SSS-ranked bodyguards.

Broke through countless defensive devices.

And successfully carried out the robberies.

The wealthy elite of Money Planet were thrown into chaos.

Ordinary people cheered and celebrated their misfortune.

The wealthy, terrified that they might become his next target, hurriedly united and issued a declaration—

Eliminate Cheng Zhao.

Kill Cheng Zhao.

He Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

Listening to the wealthy gamblers around the table curse Cheng Zhao nonstop, the corners of his lips lifted faintly.

—Cheng Zhao truly was decisive.

After settlement on Day Fifteen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 120 billion.

He Yu's assets: 90 billion.

Cheng Zhao increased by fifty billion.

He Yu increased by twenty-four billion.

—Robbery really did seem faster than gambling.

After settlement on Day Sixteen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 200 billion.

He Yu's assets: 120 billion.

Cheng Zhao parachuted straight into second place.

Mr. Kuer, who had previously held third, was pushed down to fourth.

Kuer flew into a rage.

He Yu now ranked fifth.

He was still some distance away from the Top 3.

That same day, Mr. Kuer continued battling inside the casino.

He fought his way back into third place.

At the same time, every major news push notification began referring to him as—

The God of Gambling.

With both wealth and fame added to his name, Mr. Kuer basked in unprecedented glory.

Large numbers of wealthy tycoons continued lingering inside the casino.

Meanwhile, Cheng Zhao became the person every wealthy family hated with a passion.

After settlement on Day Seventeen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 230 billion.

He Yu's assets: 160 billion.

Because every wealthy family had strengthened its defenses, Cheng Zhao's gains were much smaller that day.

He earned only thirty billion.

He was overtaken by the "God of Gambling" Kuer.

Cheng Zhao dropped to third.

He Yu remained in fifth place.

Cheng Zhao's livestream.

From Day Fourteen to Day Seventeen, there wasn't a single moment of peace in Cheng Zhao's livestream.

As his fans put it—

Cheng Zhao had gone crazy too.

He Yu had always been a madman.

Now that Cheng Zhao was locked in a life-or-death competition with him...

He had become one as well.

Inside the livestream, Cheng Zhao was covered in blood. His flesh was torn open, and his face was deathly pale.

He couldn't die.

But the wealthy families of Money Planet weren't easy targets.

His combat power was only SS-rank, while most of the tycoons he robbed employed SSS-rank bodyguards.

The defensive equipment owned by those wealthy families was even more formidable.

He had to endure every attack, patiently searching for flaws in the bodyguards' defenses to get close to his target. Then he had to slowly wear down the tycoon's defensive equipment before he could finally seize them.

Only by capturing them alive could he successfully rob them.

None of it was easy.

In fact, it was incredibly difficult.

Only now did the audience realize something—

Contestants weren't completely immune to injury.

If their own attacks landed on themselves, they counted as valid damage.

They wouldn't die.

But they could still be hurt.

The wealthy tycoons and their bodyguards fought viciously.

Every wound covering Cheng Zhao's body had been inflicted during battle by his own attacks landing on himself.

His injuries were severe.

His flesh was ripped apart until almost no patch of skin remained intact.

Combined with the prolonged high-intensity fighting, Cheng Zhao's condition had deteriorated badly.

He raised a potion and poured it into his mouth.

The wounds across his body slowly began healing.

Then he equipped the combat equipment he had just stolen.

After robbing several wealthy families and continuously stacking equipment, his combat power was on the verge of breaking into SSS-rank.

Originally, Cheng Zhao had intended to wait until reaching SSS-rank before targeting the Top 10 tycoons.

But after glancing at He Yu's assets, he gritted his teeth.

"...That bastard is ruthless."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then he jumped onto his flying equipment.

With sharp eyes and unwavering determination, he disappeared into the distance.

—

He Yu's livestream.

Someone approached He Yu and lowered their voice.

"Mr. Levierson just sent out a request for assistance. Cheng Zhao attacked him. He's asking for reinforcements."

He Yu raised an eyebrow.

"Levierson? The tenth-ranked tycoon?"

The man nodded.

He Yu waved a hand.

"I know. Ignore it. Continue gathering intelligence."

"Yes."

The man hurried away.

Little Stone frowned.

"He's already targeting the Top 10? Why is he so powerful?"

Little Stone had followed He Yu the entire time.

Although he didn't know why He Yu insisted on surpassing Cheng Zhao in total assets, he understood that Cheng Zhao was He Yu's benchmark.

As a result, he paid close attention to Cheng Zhao's wealth.

He Yu shook his head.

His handsome features remained calm and composed.

"It's not because he's powerful."

"It's because he doesn't care whether he lives."

Otherwise...

With that level of combat power, how could he dare attack the Top 10?

Little Stone couldn't understand.

Looking at He Yu, he asked,

"Then what do we do now? If he keeps robbing people, he'll accumulate wealth incredibly quickly. Can you really catch him just through gambling?"

He Yu suddenly looked at him seriously.

The corners of his lips curled into a faint smile.

"Little Stone, you've been following me for quite a while now."

"Let me test you."

"Which do you think earns money faster?"

"Gambling..."

"Or robbery?"

Little Stone thought for a moment before honestly answering,

"Robbery, of course."

"You directly seize wealthy people's assets. You can accumulate enormous wealth in a short amount of time..."

He Yu smiled.

He lifted a hand and lightly tapped the back of his index finger against Little Stone's forehead.

While Little Stone was still stunned, He Yu walked away smiling, leaving only one sentence behind—

"You're wrong."

"Because..."

"Sometimes gambling is simply another form of robbery."

After saying that, he walked outside the room and spoke to the Head of the Nan family.

"Spread the news."

"Tonight's 'Battle for Money Planet' at the casino..."

"Mr. Kuer will challenge for the position of Money Planet's richest man."

Mr. Kuer was currently second.

Second only to the wealthiest tycoon.

Tonight...

He would launch an assault on first place, hoping tomorrow's Rich List would change once again and place Kuer at the top.

The moment the news spread, the wealthy families who had been hiding inside their homes because Cheng Zhao was robbing everyone immediately rushed toward the casino.

Even the richest family on Money Planet sent representatives.

This was a monumental event.

How could the other wealthy families possibly miss it?

Go.

Everyone was going to the casino tonight.

After making the arrangements, He Yu had only just stepped into the hallway when the door to one of the fourth-floor private rooms burst open.

A scruffy, bearded man rushed toward him, only to be stopped immediately by the bodyguards.

The man roared,

"He Shao! He Shao! Just lend me another hundred thousand chips! I can definitely make a comeback! I'll pay you back double—no, ten times over!"

He Yu looked at him coldly.

It was a familiar face.

Heng Duan.

On the casino's opening night, He Yu had "given" Heng Duan five billion, helping establish the casino's reputation.

Afterward, He Yu had paid him no further attention.

Yet he had already foreseen Heng Duan's eventual fate.

He pushed up his glasses and tilted his head.

"So it's Mr. Heng Duan."

"You've run out of chips?"

"They're gone! Damn it! My luck was terrible just now—I lost everything!"

"He Shao, lend me another million chips!"

"No... even a hundred thousand will do!"

Seeing that He Yu had responded, Heng Duan's eyes immediately lit up with hope.

His eyes were bloodshot.

He had clearly spent the past several days inside the casino.

His complexion was pale.

Dark circles hung beneath his eyes.

Even standing seemed difficult.

Yet those eyes burned with terrifying intensity.

Filled with greed.

Madness.

Hatred.

He Yu lazily tapped the fingers of his right hand against the back of his left hand.

"What collateral are you offering?"

"If you want chips."

That was how the casino operated.

If you wanted chips, you either exchanged money...

Or mortgaged assets.

Collateral?

Heng Duan had already gone bankrupt.

What assets could he possibly have left?

His only remaining flying vehicle had just been mortgaged.

Now he possessed absolutely nothing.

He was penniless.

"He Shao..."

"Please lend them to me. I..."

He Yu lifted a foot, intending to walk past him.

Heng Duan immediately reached out, trying to hug He Yu's leg.

His voice was full of desperate flattery.

"He Shao! He Shao! Please, just lend me a hundred thousand!"

"I really can win!"

"You know what I'm capable of!"

He knelt on the ground.

His aged hands reached toward He Yu.

He Yu shifted his body slightly, effortlessly avoiding him.

Then—

Before Heng Duan could react—

He Yu bent down.

His voice was soft.

"Heng Duan."

"I don't like collecting debts."

"I dislike lending money even more."

"So..."

"If you've lost..."

"Accept your fate."

His eyes curved into a smile.

"This is gambling."

"A gambler never has any chance of winning."

"If you truly can't survive anymore..."

"Bring your family to work for one of my businesses."

"At least you'll have food to eat."

After a pause, he added,

"Cherish life."

"Stay away from gambling."

Heng Duan froze.

Blankly staring at the impossibly beautiful face before him.

He Yu smiled gently.

His eyes curved warmly.

Yet his gaze remained icy cold.

His rimless glasses rested lightly across the bridge of his nose.

Detached.

Indifferent.

Because they stood so close together, the tear mole beneath his eye appeared especially striking.

He looked less like a living person...

And more like an immortal descended to the mortal world.

Heng Duan murmured,

"I've lost everything..."

"Even my only flying vehicle is gone..."

Hearing those words, He Yu smiled again.

His smile was dazzling.

His eyes resembled a sea of stars, overflowing with gentle starlight.

His voice remained cool.

But his tone was warm.

"That's truly pitiful."

"But—"

He slowly straightened.

His tall figure pulled away.

The smile disappeared from his lips.

His gaze became cold once more.

His voice was completely emotionless.

"—Gamblers never meet a good end."

After saying that, he turned and walked away without another glance.

Heng Duan remained frozen.

Moments later, the bodyguards dragged him outside and threw him onto the street in front of the casino.

That was the fate of every gambler who lost everything.

They no longer deserved to remain inside.

Heng Duan looked dazed.

His head throbbed painfully.

He wrapped both hands around it, clenched them into fists, and repeatedly struck his own skull.

"How..."

"How did things end up like this..."

More than ten days earlier...

He had gone bankrupt.

But he had still possessed one flying vehicle.

Enough to take his family away from Silver City.

Over these past days, he'd risen and fallen countless times inside the casino.

He believed he could make a comeback.

Several times...

He actually had.

Yet in the end...

He was left with nothing again.

Even his final flying vehicle had been mortgaged.

He had no assets whatsoever.

Compared with over ten days ago...

His situation seemed even worse.

Why?

No one cared why.

No one cared about Heng Duan, whose brief moment of glory had already vanished.

On the casino's second day of operation, everyone across Money Planet had known his name.

He had earned five billion in a single night.

But now...

Someone had already won over one hundred billion overnight.

Five billion was no longer worth mentioning.

Everyone's attention was fixed on the winning tycoons.

Their eyes followed Mr. Kuer, who was about to challenge Money Planet's richest man.

No one spared Heng Duan another glance.

The casino remained crowded.

Bustling.

Lively.

—

For Cheng Zhao...

It was a night drenched in blood.

Not one member of the Top 10 was an ordinary person.

They had apparently already investigated him.

They had even prepared an elaborate trap specifically for him.

That night, while attempting to rob the ninth-ranked tycoon, the overwhelming majority of Cheng Zhao's attacks landed on himself.

Worse...

A specially manufactured high-grade capture device directly imprisoned him.

"If we can't kill him..."

"Then keep him locked up."

The ninth-ranked tycoon stood on a balcony, looking down at him from above.

His eyes overflowed with killing intent.

His voice was ice cold.

"Figure out how to break through his defenses."

"Don't kill him."

"Skin him alive."

"Yes!"

And so...

Cheng Zhao became the subject of endless experimentation.

Unable to injure him directly, they used special equipment to disrupt his nervous system, driving him toward madness.

Forced into attacking himself...

His whip lashed over and over across his own open wounds.

They tortured him until three o'clock in the morning.

Finally, when they let their guard down, Cheng Zhao used equipment he'd stolen from the tenth-ranked tycoon earlier that day to break free.

He didn't flee.

Instead...

Covered in grievous injuries...

He alternated between different pieces of equipment while remaining hidden.

At six o'clock that morning...

He captured the ninth-ranked tycoon.

—The robbery succeeded.

After settlement on Day Eighteen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 330 billion.

He Yu's assets: 270 billion.

Risking his life, Cheng Zhao successfully completed another robbery, increasing his fortune by one hundred billion.

Meanwhile...

Inside City A's casino...

The wealthy elite fought an intense Money Game across the gambling tables.

Kuer's challenge failed spectacularly.

He suffered a crushing defeat.

His two hundred and fifty billion in assets vanished overnight.

The fourth-ranked tycoon also suffered catastrophic losses.

He fell directly out of the Top 10.

Money Planet's Rich List underwent another enormous reshuffle.

The rankings were completely rewritten.

The richest tycoon absorbed both Kuer's fortune and the fourth-ranked tycoon's losses, solidifying first place.

Cheng Zhao ranked second.

Third place belonged to a dark horse born from last night's casino battles, who had earned over two hundred billion in a single night.

He Yu made one hundred and ten billion, ranking fourth with a total fortune of 270 billion.

Compared to the Rich List before the casino opened, every member of the current Top 10 had become wealthier.

Originally...

Less than one hundred billion had been enough to enter the Top 10.

Now...

As countless wealthy families went bankrupt and wealth became increasingly concentrated...

Even the newly ranked tenth-place tycoon possessed assets exceeding one hundred billion.

While everyone else fought for their fortunes inside the casino...

The few wealthy families stubborn enough to refuse entering found themselves slipping lower and lower in the rankings.

Who could possibly remain calm?

The value of entering the Top 10 had become even greater.

The wealthy had become even richer.

The casino remained crazily popular.

—That was Money Planet.

A world where everyone was a villain.

A capitalist world driven mad by its obsession with wealth.

Cheng Zhao glanced at the rankings.

Without saying a word...

Covered in blood.

Covered in wounds.

His face deathly pale...

He headed straight toward the next wealthy family.

His gaze remained unwavering.

Resolute.

He robbed one wealthy family after another...

Constantly strengthening himself.

Continuously stacking equipment.

Preparing for the next target.

—

After settlement on Day Nineteen—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 450 billion.

He Yu's assets: 400 billion.

Cheng Zhao became the richest man on Money Planet.

The former richest tycoon had actually increased his fortune...

Yet still fell to second place.

He Yu ranked third.

Cheng Zhao gritted his teeth.

Coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"...Damn it."

"He Yu..."

"You're incredible."

After cursing, he continued piling equipment onto himself while searching for another isolated wealthy target.

Preparing for his next robbery.

After settlement on Day Twenty—

Cheng Zhao's assets: 800 billion.

Money Planet was thrown into another uproar.

Then everyone looked toward He Yu.

His assets—

800 billion.

The previous night...

Cheng Zhao had robbed the fourth-ranked tycoon.

Despite walking into a carefully prepared death trap...

He succeeded.

That same night...

Inside City A's casino...

The second-ranked and fifth-ranked tycoons both went bankrupt.

Cheng Zhao: 800 billion.

He Yu: 800 billion.

The once steadily rising Top 10 Rich List now displayed a clear divide.

The two of them stood alone at the top.

Cheng Zhao—

Who robbed Money Planet's wealthy elite.

He Yu—

Who endlessly harvested fortunes through the casino.

The pair instantly became public enemies across the entire planet.

Everyone began hating them.

Looking at the perfectly equal numbers...

Cheng Zhao collapsed onto the ground, his entire body covered in wounds.

His breathing was ragged.

He poured another potion into his mouth, barely recovering enough strength.

Then...

He contacted He Yu.

"Go on."

"What exactly are you trying to do?"