God-Tier Start: 10 Pulls, Trillion Reserve Buys an Entire City!

At the outset, he faced a breakup, scorned and looked down upon by his girlfriend. In the next moment, he activated a divine lottery system. [Reward: A supercar!] [Reward: A luxurious villa!] [Reward: A magnificent high-rise building!] [Reward: A vial of body enhancement liquid!] A windfall of miraculous rewards awaited him. When he next appeared before his girlfriend, his life had undoubtedly taken a different trajectory. Chapter 1: The Opening Lottery, Trillions in Reserve In Nancheng, within a quaint café, a youth couple sat across from each other. The girl, Su Qingyu, sipped her coffee quietly, while the boy, Jiang Yuan, observed her intently. Jiang Yuan, let’s part amicably, Su Qingyu stated calmly, her gaze lowered. Jiang Yuan took a sip of his coffee, unfazed. Four years of our relationship, and you wish to end it just like that? Provide me with a reason. Su Qingyu fabricated an excuse: I’ve lost my feelings. Jiang Yuan fixed his gaze upon her, seriousness etched on his face. I want to hear the truth. No longer concealing her thoughts, Su Qingyu's eyes gradually revealed disdain. My family has arranged a match for me, a prestigious graduate from a 985 university, now a management trainee at a Fortune 500 company, with a starting salary of at least 30,000 a month. Jiang Yuan merely responded with a nonchalant Oh, shaking his head with a smile. He was a graduate of a lesser-known university, currently working as a courier with a monthly salary of merely 3,000. Su Qingyu adjusted her attire and said calmly, You know how precious a girl's youth is. I hope you can let me go and we can part ways peacefully. Her words implied that her youth spent with Jiang Yuan was a waste. To Su Qingyu's surprise, Jiang Yuan did not react with hysteria or show any sign of agitation. He merely regarded her with the look of someone observing a fool. You intend to break up with me for a man earning a mere 30,000 a month? Jiang Yuan chuckled softly. Merely? Such arrogance! That is ten times your income! Su Qingyu retorted dismissively, swirling her coffee. Have you ever heard the old saying? Jiang Yuan responded calmly, sipping his coffee. What old saying? Su Qingyu paused, taken aback. Jiang Yuan retrieved five red certificates from his bag, all pertaining to property relocation in a first-tier city. Purchasing a house early is worth more than a decade of education, he stated confidently. Su Qingyu was taken aback, her hand trembling and spilling coffee onto the floor. She stammered, momentarily at a loss for words. Seizing the moment, Jiang Yuan pressed on, Do you know the latest policy on compensation for relocation? I’ve heard it can be as little as 60,000 and as much as 100,000 for each square meter. He waved the five certificates in front of her. Five properties, and suppose each has at least a hundred to eighty square meters, I’m not great at math, but how much could that total? Su Qingyu fell silent, unable to respond. She felt akin to a clown in a circus, realizing that the truly golden son-in-law had been beside her all along. Had he feigned poverty merely to test himself? Jiang Yuan, with an air of indifference, remarked, The person your family arranged for you earns 30,000 a month. Do you think he could ever accumulate such a fortune in his lifetime? Thirty thousand a month amounts to just over 300,000 a year; even if he lived frugally, he would struggle to accumulate such exorbitant relocation compensation.