Chapter 6: The Brand-New Tycoon Edition

Low-Level Seduction: Liu Yifei sits in your arms.
High-Level Seduction: Sixteen-year-old Ling’er throws herself into your embrace, calling you “Brother Xiaoyao.”

Throughout three years of high school, Li Yan had encountered many beautiful girls.
Over 70% of them were average students.
The proportion might have been even higher.
Li Yan, of course, understood why.
Possessing a pretty face naturally attracted more external temptations than others.
Yes, Li Yan himself was one of those temptations.
In three years of high school, very few girls could resist Li Yan’s pursuit.
Though it might sound exaggerated, Wang Zhen had witnessed it firsthand.

Li Yan was wealthy—super wealthy during his high school years.
While classmates deemed spending 100 yuan per meal extravagant, Li Yan had already explored all the upscale restaurants and hotels across Luzhong City on his own.
The cheapest places required a minimum of 500 yuan per person, and the priciest? He once spent over 20,000 yuan on a single meal.
He was also academically excellent, ranking within the top ten in his grade throughout high school.
Frequently praised by teachers as a role model, he was the “other kid” everyone compared themselves to.
“Look at Li Yan; he caught up in just half a year.”
“Look at Li Yan, then look at you!”

He had a fair complexion and a scholarly air about him, and thanks to the presence of a system, he was mentally more mature than boys his age.
While other students quarreled over basketball courts, or blushed at a classmate’s teasing,
Li Yan was already studying systematic financial management and accompanying the most beautiful underclassmen to Luzhong City’s grandest Han Hai Hotel.
Maturity was inevitable when you carried a secret you couldn’t share—it forced you to grow up.

Li Yan sighed softly, feeling the weight of what was lost.
He stubbed out his cigarette on the ground, waved to Wang Zhen, and said he had to get back to driving practice.

Wang Zhen continued basking in the sun while Li Yan listened to radio music inside the car, enjoying the air conditioning.
Wang Zhen’s family was well-off too; they owned a mid-sized supermarket, quite substantial in scale.

But no matter how wealthy their families were, it didn’t affect Wang Zhen much as a student.
Though Wang Zhen had been given 5,000 yuan to enroll in one-on-one driving lessons—a favor he wrangled out of Li Yan using his example—he was reluctant to spend it all on the lessons.

“Welcome to Music Voice Radio. Up next is David Tao’s ‘Regular Friends.’”
“Waiting~ I’m always wherever you are...”
With a click, Li Yan expressionlessly turned off the sound system, skillfully shifted gears, and parked the car under a tree’s shade.

At that moment, a line of text flashed in Li Yan’s mind, becoming the thing he most eagerly anticipated.
[System Update in Progress, 99% Complete...]

Driving practice? Even if a car exploded nearby, it wouldn’t disturb Li Yan’s focus on this waiting moment.
He glanced at his Apple Watch—it was around 11:30 in the morning, just as he had expected.

The God-Level Tycoon System!
Li Yan had waited three whole years for this moment!
After countless calls, it was finally here. He was now impatient to begin his tycoon journey!

[System Update in Progress, 100% Complete...]
Li Yan’s eyes fixed on the progress bar reaching 100%. After patiently waiting three seconds, information instantly appeared in his mind.

As for a visible interface? There was none. The original Scholar System never had one.
From freshman to senior year, the Scholar System only manifested as snippets of information abruptly appearing in Li Yan’s mind.
The assigned tasks felt more like text messages delivered directly to his brain.

Conversations with the system?
Nonexistent. The system was more like a lifeless machine, issuing tasks mechanically without its own intelligence or thoughts.

Clenching his fists, Li Yan finally completed the upgrade!
Suppressing his excitement for now, he began to carefully study the new God-Level Tycoon System.
Who cared about being a scholar? He preferred being a tycoon.

Li Yan lightly stroked his chin, pondering the system.
It was essentially identical to the Scholar System, only the tasks had changed.

The first task already completed appeared in his mind:
[God-Level Tycoon Naturally Needs a Car, and a Car Requires a License: Pass the Theory Test (Subject One), Reward 5,000 Yuan (Completed)]

He had just received a transfer notification from Industrial and Commercial Bank of China on his phone:
“Your savings account ending in 5288 received a transfer of 5,000 yuan via online banking at 11:39 on June 18. Current balance: 123,500 yuan. [Industrial and Commercial Bank]”

Some of Li Yan’s money was stored in this bank card, while another portion was in Alipay’s Yu’ebao savings.
The daily interest was about 48 yuan, with a total deposit of 750,000 yuan.
In total, Li Yan’s net worth was approximately 873,500 yuan.

Though he once had a million yuan saved, given his spending habits, the sum naturally fluctuated.

Skipping the completed task, he checked the next one:
[God-Level Tycoon Doesn’t Happen Overnight, Nor by Reckless Spending: Invite Your High School Classmates for Dinner and Entertainment, and Complete the Public Recognition Requirement, Reward 10,000 Yuan]
(Friendly Reminder: Showing off is never about arrogance; it’s always subtle and graceful.)

Just like the Scholar System, the tone was familiar.
Li Yan had already figured it out thoroughly.
After all, it was just a version upgrade with a few key differences, easy for him to understand.

The system didn’t impose mandatory tasks; if a task wasn’t completed within seven days, it disappeared and was replaced by a new one after a one-month cooldown.
Back in freshman year, Li Yan had skipped memorizing a Chinese lesson out of laziness—he had already completed five tasks and held 5,000 yuan, so he decided to enjoy himself.
That indulgence drained his funds, and the next task didn’t arrive for another month.

In short, tasks were optional, mostly reflecting real life. If he didn’t want to do them, it didn’t matter.

Li Yan tried the dialogue function—still no response. The system simply didn’t have that feature.
He felt slightly relieved, not wanting a self-aware system residing in his mind.

So then—
How to become a true tycoon?

Before, Li Yan was little more than a moderately wealthy small-town kid. The gap between that and being a tycoon was vast.
Now, with the Tycoon System activated, visions of a splendid university life began to fill his mind.