Hong Kong variety show: Young Master Kun, the ultimate behind-the-scenes boss!

"Ding! A new week has begun. You are rewarded with one lottery draw. Would you like to activate it?" The system's voice suddenly appeared in Chen Ziwen's mind.

"Another week has passed so quickly." Chen Ziwen remarked with some emotion, "Let's start the lucky draw."

"The lottery has ended. Congratulations, host, you have won: one Alchemy Pot."

Alchemy Pot: Add gold to create liquid gold (liquid gold can increase attribute values).

Just as he wished for, Chen Ziwen was struggling with how to deal with this batch of gold when the system gave him an alchemy pot.

However, he still needs to figure out exactly how to use it.

"I'm going to the restroom," Chen Ziwen said to Taozi beside him as he stood up, then walked toward the airplane's lavatory.

After entering the bathroom, Chen Ziwen closed the door, checked to make sure there were no cameras, and then took out the alchemy pot.

"Give it a try."

With this in mind, Chen Ziwen took out a gold brick and threw it into the alchemy pot.

A piece of gold weighs two kilograms, and a total of two thousand drops of liquid gold were finally refined using the alchemy pot.

"In other words, one gram of gold can be refined into one drop of liquid gold," Chen Ziwen calculated the ratio.

Let's try it out first and see how it goes.

After trying it out, Chen Ziwen discovered that when the attribute value was below 100, a drop of golden liquid could increase the attribute value by one point.

Once an attribute exceeds 100, five drops of Golden Liquid are needed to increase the attribute value by one point.

Chen Ziwen opened his personal profile and glanced at it.

Name: Chen Ziwen Strength: 105 Constitution: 115 Spirit: 98

Items: Loyalty Pill*2, Youth Preservation Pill*9, Advanced Money Converter, Golden Treasure Chest*1, Evasion Ring; Skills: Eight Extremes Collapse (Perfected), Divine Magician's Hand, Top-Tier Gun Mastery

Special Item: System - Unlocks one talent slot in your inventory: Night Vision

[PS: Average person has 10 attribute points]

"It's time to spend some money on in-game purchases." A gleam of excitement flashed in Chen Ziwen's eyes.

He hadn't touched his own attributes in a long time, so now that he had the chance, he certainly wouldn't let it go.

It turned out that spending money on in-game purchases is addictive, especially when Chen Ziwen had the means to do so; once he started, he couldn't stop.

"No, we can't waste any more."

About ten minutes later, Chen Ziwen had to stop. In just ten minutes, he had used up nearly forty tons of gold.

However, the results are remarkable; all of his attributes have now reached over 600.

Strength: 620 Constitution: 630 Spirit: 615

With his current strength, he could easily crush thousands upon thousands of versions of himself.

After his attributes were upgraded, Chen Ziwen also experienced earth-shattering changes, and his perception of the surrounding environment improved by dozens of times.

It's no exaggeration to say that if Chen Ziwen wanted to, no movement within a 300-meter radius could escape his notice.

In fact, ordinary swords and knives might not even be able to hurt him now, after all, a physique sixty times stronger than an ordinary person is no joke.

To be honest, using the Golden Liquid to enhance one's strength is really addictive; the feeling of improving one's strength while lying down is just too good.

Unfortunately, there are only two hundred tons of gold left, and he can no longer squander it. Moreover, as his attributes improve, he will need more liquid gold.

He currently has over 600 attributes, and if he wants to improve them further, he would need 100,000 drops of Golden Liquid.

Even if Chen Ziwen refined all the gold into liquid gold using the alchemy pot, it would only amount to a little over 700, which is still far from 800.

"Perhaps I can use this golden liquid to enhance the strength of my subordinates," a thought flashed through Chen Ziwen's mind.

The higher the attribute value, the more it consumes, but to raise it to 100 points, it only requires a few hundred drops of gold liquid.

Just think, how worthwhile it is to regain your former strength with just 300 grams of gold.

With this in mind, Chen Ziwen made up his mind that only in this way could he expand and strengthen his power.

"This trip to F continent was truly a great success."

Chen Ziwen was quite satisfied with this money-making operation.

"Brother Kun, what are we doing here?"

Outside on Lan Kwai Fong Street, Duan Kun's men asked him a question with suspicion.

"Nonsense, of course we're here to take a look. This might be where we distribute our goods in the future." Duan Kun glared at his subordinate. Did he really have to ask him such a simple question?

“But, Brother Kun, this is Lan Kwai Fong. Even Hung Hing gives them face and says they won’t cause trouble here again. We…” The subordinate was a little worried.

As for the specific details, outsiders don't know what happened. What they've heard is that Hung Hing had some conflicts with Lan Kwai Fong, and in the end, Hung Hing said that their people wouldn't cause trouble on this street.

"Damn it, Hung Hing is Hung Hing. Don't think that just because Hung Hing is afraid of them, I, Duan Kun, am afraid of them." Duan Kun said arrogantly.

Who is he? He is Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui. If he didn't have some tricks and strength, he wouldn't be able to dominate Tsim Sha Tsui.

"I heard that the person in charge of Lan Kwai Fong is a young woman, and I heard she's very pretty, right?" Duan Kun said suddenly, stroking his chin.

"Brother Kun."

"Stop talking nonsense, just tell me what I'm asking." Duan Kun couldn't help but kick him.

What kind of rambling is this? Does it live up to his name, Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui?

"Yes, Lan Kwai Fong is managed by a woman named Meng Luo," the subordinate could only say helplessly.

He had a bad feeling; based on his understanding of his boss's personality, he knew he must have his eye on this woman.

"Let's go in and have a word with her," Duan Kun said, walking inside.

In his entire life, Duan Kun was only interested in two things: money and women.

He made a fortune selling drugs and had slept with many women, but he had never slept with a top-tier woman.

He heard that this woman named Mengluo was an exceptional beauty, and he was somewhat tempted.

"Brother Kun..." the subordinate opened his mouth, "but this place isn't open yet."

"I don't care if it's open or not, I'm here to play with women," Duan Kun said without turning his head.

Before his subordinates could offer any further advice, Duan Kun had just stepped into Lan Kwai Fong when You Long appeared.

"Who are you?" Youlong asked warily, looking at the other person.

Just by looking at the other person's appearance and their arrogant manner, you can tell they're not a good person.

"Get your boss, Miss Mengluo, out here. Tell her I, Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui, want to see her." Duan Kun looked at You Long arrogantly.

Nima.

Youlong looked at him like he was an idiot: "Get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite."

After saying that, he cursed inwardly: "I ran into such a lunatic first thing in the morning."

Duan Kun from Tsim Sha Tsui? He'd never even heard of that name.

"What? You dare tell me to get lost?" Duan Kun looked at You Long in disbelief, then flew into a rage.

He stretched out his foot to kick Youlong, but the next second he was kicked away by Youlong instead.

"You just wait, you son of a bitch." Duan Kun patted his butt, stood up, left after uttering a harsh threat.

This scene left not only Youlong stunned, but even his underlings were dumbfounded. What was going on?

It's supposed to be troublesome, but it ended up being resolved with a single kick?

Youlong was completely bewildered. Could this guy really be a lunatic? How could a normal person do something so ridiculous?

"Brother Kun."

The subordinate cautiously walked up to Duan Kun.

"Damn it, there's a master here. I'll go back and get some men to kill him." Duan Kun cursed as he walked back.

He admitted that he was a bit neurotic, but he wasn't stupid. Knowing that he couldn't beat the other person and still going for it would be crazy. He felt that what he did was quite wise and heroic.

Just as You Long was about to turn and leave, he suddenly saw Chen Ziwen walking towards him from a distance and quickly went up to him: "Boss, you're back."

"Hmm." Chen Ziwen nodded, then asked, "What was the situation with that guy just now?"

Chen Ziwen saw it from afar, but it was too far away for him to hear clearly.

"Oh, is that so?" Youlong didn't hide anything.

"Duan Kun?" Chen Ziwen thought to himself. This guy is a lunatic, but since he dares to set his sights on his woman, Chen Ziwen will not be lenient.

"Ah Jie, there's a guy named Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui. Find a time to take care of him," Chen Ziwen casually instructed as he dialed Ah Jie's number.

To Chen Ziwen, Duan Kun was like a mosquito buzzing in his ear. It didn't really bother him, but the buzzing was annoying. Since that was the case, he figured he might as well get rid of him, since it wouldn't take any effort.

Poor Duan Kun never dreamed that his momentary lapse of judgment and neurotic behavior would lead to his death.

When Chen Ziwen made the phone call, he didn't hide anything. As time went by, Youlong would inevitably come into contact with this kind of thing sooner or later, so he might as well let him come into contact with it sooner.

If he can't accept it, he can leave as soon as possible.

With the Golden Liquid, Chen Ziwen no longer craves talented individuals; as long as he has enough gold, he can cultivate countless masters.

"Come on, take me inside to find Mengluo," Chen Ziwen said casually, patting Youlong on the shoulder.

"Yes, boss."

You Long felt a chill run down his spine. He should have realized sooner that someone who could take over a whole street of bars couldn't possibly be a good person.

He was just going through a mental struggle. No matter what, he used to be a police officer, but now...

But then I thought about it, when I was having a bad time, who cared about me?

Was it the people he had helped? Or was it the Hong Kong government that brought him this good life? It was his boss's appreciation that gave him his current comfortable life.

Thinking of this, Youlong let go, since Duan Kun didn't seem like a good person anyway.

Perhaps the only good thing about Duan Kun coming here to die today is that it made You Long see the light.

With Youlong leading the way, Chen Ziwen, carrying Taozi, walked inside. Besides wanting to see Mengluo, he also had another reason for coming here: to settle Taozi down.

"Oh, right, Dad, Miss Li came last night." As You Long walked, he suddenly remembered what happened last night and reported it to Chen Ziwen.

"Xin Xin is here? And she even met with Meng Luo?" Chen Ziwen was somewhat surprised and curious, wondering what they had talked about last night.