Rivers of the Night - Chapter 8: Wealth

Type: Unlimited Stream + Blue Star Forbidden Stream + Simulator + Infrastructure Stream

“Damn it! The son of an insignificant earl has a remote and poor territory, isn’t this the son of destiny?”

“Wait for me to see what the payback rate is.”

[First, Baron John. ]

[The best investment amount: 100,000 to 200,000. ]

[Negotiable recovery rate: 30%]

[Investment Return Profit Rate: 1500%~2000% (85%), 200%~500% (15%)]

[Estimated maximum investment profit: 4 million]

“I’ll go! Up to 2000%. 20 times the return, the capitalists will cry!”

“I, Wang Duoyu, voted!”

The investment gameplay of the simulator is unique.

Enemies in the main world are also extremely rich: Kunlun Shenshan, the monsters in Southeast Asia, the eternal desert in Africa, the abyss of gods and demons in Europe, and the Wanxie Mountains in South America…

And behind these monsters are many foreign investment lords! Their purpose is to destroy Blue Star!

In addition, all investment lord territories are in the void sea. This book also designs ocean construction streams.

The unknown and mystery of the sea is absolutely wonderful!

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I, Maehara Maki, someone who couldn’t make any acquaintances or friends in high school, finally had someone I can hang out with outside of school. A girl.

Her name was Asanagi-san. The boys in my class called her ‘The class’ second cutest girl’ behind her back.

On Fridays, she would refuse her best friend, Amami, ‘the cutest girl in class’ invitation just to hang out in my house with me.

Together, we played games, watched some movies, read some manga while eating junk foods like pizza and hamburgers, and chugging cola without a care in the world. To others, we may seem sloppy, but it was a precious, secret time together for Asanagi-san and myself.

“I can’t do it anymore. Stop it…I can’t take it anymore!” The second young master stopped in his tracks and raised his brows as he stared at Miss Jiang. “All you had to do was jog, so—”

Wang Tianxiao was reborn thirty years ago, the day before the eldest son was born.

It was more than 20 degrees below zero, and the wife shivered on the cold kang with her big belly and three-year-old daughter in her arms.

In the pot, there was no firewood to be seen, and the bottom of the water tank was solidly frozen.

What a difficult start.

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