Ultimate Trillionaire Simp

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[The Goddess Flattery System is a special system designed to flatter and woo qualified women, or the dream Goddesses of simps.]

[Remembering the Host's miserable life in the past, the system has chosen the Host to change his life and turn him into a true flatterer.]

[With initial funds of 999 trillion as capital, the Host can woo or flatter Goddesses who meet the system's qualifications until he successfully conquers them!]

[No matter how much money the Host spends flattering women, the Host will receive a 10% return on every qualified transaction. This return is permanent.]

[The 10% profit belongs to the Host personally and can be used freely.]

[Important note: The 999 trillion funds can only be used to flatter qualified Goddesses and cannot be used freely by the Host.]

[Another note: When the target's favorability score reaches 100%, the Host will obtain absolute obedience from the target as well as a surprise reward.]

"Huh?"

Zavian was stunned upon hearing the system's explanation.

Was this system telling him to become a simp like in his previous life? He had just resolved to change his life, but now he was being asked to go back to flattering women?

Were you serious?

But wait!

Even though the 999 trillion funds could only be used to flatter women, he would still receive a permanent 10% profit from every qualified transaction.

Didn't that mean the more money he spent on beautiful women, the richer he would become?

No!

This was no longer being a simp.

This was an investment!

"Hey, loser."

Darren's voice snapped him out of his reverie.

"You're still standing here? Get lost. Don't ruin my morning."

"Don't act tough, Zavian," Vania chimed in while clinging to Darren's arm. "In three days, you'll definitely come crawling and begging for me to come back to you."

Zavian didn't respond. He didn't even bother to glance at them and instead observed his surroundings.

"Ding!"

[Qualified female target detected.]

[Name: Zahra Aurelia]

[Age: 19 years old]

[Height: 170 cm]

[Weight: 55 kg]

[Appearance: 90]

[Favorability score: 0]

"An appearance score of 90 points?"

Zavian immediately turned toward the target the system was referring to, only to be surprised when he realized the target was the masked girl who had lowered her head in the crowd earlier. The only person who hadn't joined in laughing at him.

"Isn't that Zahra? The girl who's known for being plain and never standing out in anything?"

Zavian found it hard to believe.

Because Zahra, commonly called Lia, always dressed simply in loose clothing with short hair. Her face was also considered ordinary. In fact, a mole on her left cheek made her almost always wear a mask.

Could a girl like that really have an appearance score of 90?

Though still doubtful, Zavian chose to trust the system's assessment. Without hesitation, he pulled the iPhone box out of the rose bouquet and walked over to Zahra.

At the same time, Vania's eyes immediately lit up when she saw the iPhone box in Zavian's hand.

That was the phone she had been wanting all this time!

So Zavian had indeed prepared a special gift for her!

Eagerly, Vania released Darren's arm and extended her hand, ready to receive the gift.

"I knew it, you really wouldn't have the heart to—"

But Zavian walked right past her, leaving her hand outstretched for nothing.

"Huh?"

Vania was stunned. She only truly realized what was happening when she saw Zavian stop in front of Zahra.

"Him...?"

"Don't tell me he's going to flatter that ugly girl?" Darren sneered. "How embarrassing. Turns out a loser's level really is that low."

Zavian ignored them. He stopped in front of Zahra, who spontaneously pulled up her mask and stepped back half a step. The girl was clearly uncomfortable being the center of attention.

"Good morning, Zahra."

Zahra stared at him in surprise.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're the only one who didn't laugh earlier. Thank you." Zavian smiled lightly as he held out the iPhone box to her. "This is a gift for you."

"Zavian!"

Vania's voice came immediately from behind.

"What are you doing?! Isn't that my iPhone? Why are you giving it to another woman?!"

"Yours?"

Zavian paused, then turned to her with a cold stare.

"Who said this thing belongs to you?"

"I've been asking you to buy it for me for months! You bought it specifically for me, didn't you? Then why are you giving it to someone else? Give it to me right now!"

"Hehehe..."

Zavian let out a small laugh, then raised the iPhone box so everyone could see it.

"That's right! This is the latest iPhone Pro Max that you wanted so badly. It costs $1,400. I bought it with money from part-time work and six months of saved food expenses."

He paused for a moment, then continued with a mocking smile.

"This morning, this thing was indeed supposed to be yours. But, Vania, you just broke up with me in front of everyone before I even had the chance to give it to you. So why should I still hand it over to you? Who said this gift still belongs to you after you dumped me?"

"You..."

Vania was speechless. Her face flushed with embarrassment.

Zavian smiled broadly.

"By the way, thank you. You just saved me $1,400 in expenses."

Vania froze. Her eyes trembled, while regret began to show on her face.

"Wait, so the iPhone was actually prepared specifically for Vania? But she broke up with Zavian before receiving her gift?"

"She just lost something she really wanted because of her own big mouth!"

"Hahaha! How ridiculous!"

Vania's face turned red, then slowly paled. She bit her lip before finally changing her expression to sadness.

"Zavian... I was just emotional earlier. I didn't really want us to break up." Her voice softened. "Can we talk about this properly?"

She stepped forward and tried to grab Zavian's arm, but Zavian immediately avoided her with disgust.

"Don't come closer!"

He also began to stare at Vania coldly, and spoke again in a sarcastic tone.

"I don't want to embarrass you by being near me. Aren't I just a loser who isn't worthy of you?"

Vania opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Zavian didn't give her a chance to answer.

"I walked you to and from campus almost every day. I paid for your meals, your rent, your bags, even the skincare products you asked for. I worked until late at night just so you could smile."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was clear enough for everyone to hear.

"Then, what did I get in return? You rarely replied to my messages. When I was sick, you never even came to visit. You only contacted me when you needed something."

Zavian stared straight at Vania.

"My money, my time, my feelings, even my thoughts, I gave them all to you. But you never really saw me as someone worthy of respect."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

The students who had previously mocked Zavian now looked at each other.

"So, Zavian was the one paying for everything all along?"

"Wait, so who was actually flattering whom? Zavian chasing Vania, or Vania constantly taking advantage of his money?"

"That's not true..." Vania's face turned pale.

Zavian no longer paid her any mind. He shifted his gaze to Darren.

"You're her new boyfriend, right? There's one thing you need to know. For the past two months, Vania was still asking me for gifts, inviting me to dinner, even asking for rent money. She did all that while still being in a relationship with you."

"Two months?"

Darren raised an eyebrow, but he didn't care and even shrugged his shoulders casually.

"I know!"

He also grinned and smiled at Zavian. "After all, I was the one who asked her to do that. A woman as beautiful as her deserves special attention."

Hearing that answer, Vania began to smile in relief. Her confidence slowly returned.

Zavian merely sneered.

"You think she really deserves all that?"

He stared at Darren from top to bottom.

"Well, if your taste really is women like her, I have nothing more to say. You'll probably still like her even if you eventually become a walking ATM for her."

Darren narrowed his eyes, but Zavian wasn't finished.

"But, do you know who else she's been dating for the past two months?"

Darren's expression began to change upon hearing those words.

Zavian smirked slightly.

"A while ago, she even went to a hotel with a fat, bald middle-aged man."

"What did you say?!"

Darren immediately turned to him.

"Darren, don't listen to him!" Vania suddenly panicked. "He's just trying to slander me!"

Zavian shrugged.

"If you really still want to be a simp and like women like that, go ahead. I won't stop you."

"You!"

Darren stared sharply at Vania.

"That's not true, Darren! I can explain—"

"Disgusting."

That one word made Vania freeze. But there was nothing she could do, because Darren had already turned around and walked to his car without paying her any mind.

Darren only stared at Zavian coldly from behind the door, and snorted.

"I'll remember your face, kid."

The roar of the engine was immediately heard. The black sports car sped away from the campus gate.

"Darren! Wait!"

Vania tried to stop him and ran a few steps, but the car had already disappeared around the corner.

"Darren...!"

Vania stopped in the middle of the crowd, alone under the stares of people who now looked at her with disgust.

From every whisper and stare Vania felt, her face also began to feel hot, and red. Even her knees felt weak, and she could collapse at any moment.

For the first time, Vania felt like she wanted to disappear from that place immediately.