Summary
I accidentally bound myself to the “Philanthropist” system.
The good news: I had money now, and lots of it.
The bad news: All that money could only be used for others—I couldn’t spend a dime on myself.
I helped a boy washing dishes and mopping floors at the school gate pay off his debts, and later he became a renowned genius scientist in the country.
I sponsored a child from a poor mountain village who longed to study, and later she returned home in glory, establishing a charity fund in my name.
I protected a female actress who was being suppressed for refusing to play by unspoken rules, and later she stood on the Best Actress award stage, saying the person she was most grateful for in her life was me.
I invested in a rural revitalization project that no one believed in, and its founder eventually became the most famous young entrepreneur in the country.
At the final settlement, my philanthropy score surpassed 99.99% of all system users, crushing the competition for first place.
Philanthropist System: […How did you manage that???]
Me: “…Luck, I guess.”