Chapter 5

The moment Nicholas sent another wave of gifts, the streamer's eyes widened in shock. She exclaimed, "Holy—another 300 sunglasses?" The chat exploded, with someone commenting, "Ha ha ha! That's a total of 400 sunglasses! That means 400 minutes—six hours and 40 minutes! Let's go! Now stand on that acupressure mat for the next six hours and 40 minutes!" Another asked, "I just saw her wiping sweat. Is she starting to regret this?" "Dude, standing for six hours is already brutal, but on an acupressure mat? That's straight-up torture!" "Respect to the guy! This streamer has never backed down before—I wanna see if she finally gives in today!" Never backed down before? Nicholas' eyes flickered with interest. He was just about to send more sunglasses when the streamer suddenly spoke up, saying, "Alright, alright! I give up! I admit defeat! Six hours on this mat is brutal—just let me serve my time first, okay?" Upon hearing that, Nicholas smirked and backed out of the stream. At the same time, a system notification rang in his mind. "Congratulations, Host! Your purchase was successful. You have received a 5x cashback bonus!" 400 sunglasses would equal 3,960 dollars, which would come to a total of 19,800 dollars after cashback. In just a few minutes, he had made more than 10,000 dollars on top of his original balance. Honestly, earning money while having fun like this was worth it. For the next hour, Nicholas hopped around different livestreams. By the time he wrapped up, he had spent a total of 100 thousand dollars, which was one million TikTok Diamonds. As Nicholas checked his bank balance and realized that he had reached 970 thousand dollars, a satisfied grin spread across his face. "I'm done," Nicholas said as he cracked his fingers and slowly got up from the couch. Then, he glanced at the time and saw it was not even 10:00 a.m. He could not help but lament, "Just a few hours ago, I was just a broke guy with only a few thousand in his account. Now, I'm sitting over here with nearly a million dollars in savings. This system is really amazing!" Not to mention, he had also scored a million-dollar Porsche Cayenne. As he remembered about the luxury car, he asked mentally, "Right—System, where's my Porsche Cayenne?" The system replied, "Host, please check the coffee table." Nicholas followed its cue and looked over. Sure enough, there was a document folder and a car key. His eyes immediately lit up. Flipping open the folder, he skimmed through the paperwork and quickly confirmed there were no issues at all—the system had handled everything for him. Nicholas gave a thumbs-up, genuinely impressed. He quickly praised, "System Buddy, you're the real MVP!" After all, there was no hassle and no stress—everything was fully automated. If there were a way to leave a review, Nicholas would have given this system five stars. Tossing the car key in his palm, he strode toward the door and mumbled, "Time to go spend some money." As Nicholas made his way toward the stairs, the sharp sound of high heels clicking against the floor echoed through the hallway. His apartment was in an older district of Jazona, where most buildings were low-rise, averaging about six floors. He lived on the third floor, which made going up and down fairly convenient. Hearing the steady click-clack of heels approaching, he instinctively turned his head toward the sound. Then, from around the stairwell corner, a pair of long, slender legs in sheer black stockings appeared first. A sleek, glossy stiletto encased each foot, the deep red sole adding an extra touch of allure. A moment later, the rest of her body came into view. She wore a fitted blue turtleneck with an off-shoulder design, and even from the side, her face was flawless—a stunning beauty with absolutely no weak angles. Soon, the woman stepped into Nicholas' view. Her silver hair was neatly pinned up in an elegant style, with two strands framing her face and a delicate fringe resting gently on her forehead. Nicholas' eyes widened instantly as he internally praised, "Damn! A silver-haired bombshell. That body-hugging black pencil skirt was absolutely lethal." At the same time, he recognized who she was—Queenie Stone. Then, he immediately activated the Discerning Skill. "Name: Queenie Stone "Age: 30 "Height: Five feet five inches "Weight: 120 pounds "Experience: 1 "Attractiveness Score: 92 "Affection Factor: 5" Nicholas was stunned to find Queenie's attractiveness score was 92. While he expected her to score high, the number still caught him off guard. The rhythmic click of her heels continued as she approached. Before long, she stopped right in front of him, looking at him with a hint of curiosity. Nicholas snapped out of his daze and greeted her with a smile, "Hey, Queenie." Queenie did not recognize him at first and asked, "And you are..." But after giving him another glance, her eyes suddenly widened in surprise. He exclaimed, "Nicholas?" Nicholas nodded. "That's me." She stared at him for a few seconds, looking completely stunned. She looked at him in disbelief and blurted out, "It's only been a few months, but you've transformed so drastically! What happened?" She had a pretty clear impression of this tenant of hers—after all, he had been renting here for nearly two and a half years. Queenie remembered Nicholas as a young, hardworking, and responsible guy. Sure, he had fallen behind on rent a few times, but he always made sure to pay in the end. To Queenie, that meant he was solid. She had just returned from traveling, and seeing him now, she was shocked. After all, his entire vibe had changed. Nicholas was not just good-looking—he had this powerful male presence radiating off of him. Compared to before, when he had been a skinny, decent-looking kid. Now, he looked like a full-fledged alpha. "I got into working out recently." Nicholas grinned. Queenie praised him sincerely, "Good! That's how it should be! You look so much healthier now—and, honestly, even more handsome!" "Thanks, Queenie. If I remember correctly, I still owe you two months' rent, right? Let me send that over now," Nicholas replied as he pulled out his phone. Just then, Queenie noticed the Porsche Cayenne key in his hand. However, she did not think much of it. She had seen too many young guys walking around with fake luxury car keychains. Ferrari lighters and Porsche key fobs were all just for the show. Queenie glanced at her phone but did not immediately accept the transfer. She said, "Alright. I got it. Nick, if you're ever in a tight spot, don't stress about rent. I know you're a good guy." "Don't worry, Queenie. I recently switched jobs, and my pay is much better now. Plus, I had some savings, so finances aren't an issue anymore." Nicholas smiled reassuringly. "In that case, I'll accept it." Queenie nodded and tapped to receive the payment. At that exact moment, Nicholas' mind buzzed with a familiar notification. "Congratulations, Host! Your purchase was successful. You have received a 10x cashback bonus!" His eyes lit up. Two months' rent was not that much—just 3,000 dollars. But with a 10x return? That meant 30 thousand dollars straight into his account. Adding that to the smaller earnings he had racked up throughout the morning, Nicholas' total balance officially hit one million dollars. Just then, the familiar notification rang out again.