One hundred boxes were stacked neatly like a hill. It was a rare scene, and the players paused from buying and watched curiously.
So Poor I Only Have Money Left took a deep breath and opened the boxes quickly. The surrounding spectators extended their necks, and their expression changed from anticipation to shock and finally to mockery.
All one hundred boxes had been opened, but the best was only a blue assault rifle. The waste parts stacked like a hill. So Poor I Only Have Money Left's face turned green.
"One hundred boxes and got blue equipment, nice."
"You have my admiration, chief."
"Money can't change your fate, bro."
"New documentary: Galaxy—Fall of a Rich Man".
"Why do I feel so… good?"
So Poor I Only Have Money Left grabbed his hair in frustration. As his ID suggested, he was rich indeed, and he was used to spending a lot of money, which brought him profit most of the time. He was rich, so he could do anything he wanted.
