Ultimate: Black Dragon's adopted son, I am the true Demon King!

"A Coke, with ice, but no Pepsi."

The sound from beside him made the bartender pause slightly as he mixed drinks. He looked up and saw a young man dressed casually sitting at the bar.

Judging from the expression on the young man's face, he didn't seem to be joking.

"Sorry, this is a bar. We only sell alcoholic beverages, not cola or milk."

Driven by professional ethics, the bartender forced a smile, though it looked somewhat stiff.

"A Coke, with ice, but no Pepsi."

Unexpectedly, the young man opposite him seemed not to have heard him and repeated his request again.

"Hey... handsome, just a moment, I'll get it ready for you right away."

The bartender's eyes were filled with bright red banknotes, and his originally high-pitched voice softened in an instant.

A moment later, the bartender, all smiles, put down a glass of cola with ice, his eyes involuntarily glancing at the red banknotes beside Duan Yu, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Duan Yu remained silent, but picked up his iced cola and took a big gulp.

The bubbles burst in my mouth, a mix of coolness and tingling sensation, flowing down my throat, leaving me feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"Ah~ That feels good, these are yours."

Exhaling a breath of air, Duan Yu gently pushed the stack of banknotes beside him toward the bartender.

"Thanks, handsome! My name is Zhou Qiang. Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything in this bar!"

Zhou Qiang happily stuffed the banknotes into his pocket. Although he didn't count them carefully, he estimated there were at least a dozen. All he paid for was a three-yuan bottle of Coke and some ice, which was plentiful in the bar.

"Spending over a thousand on a Coke at a bar, huh, what a cheap trick to get attention. And that bartender, his groveling was disgusting. Juniors, remember what I said: you can do anything, but never become a slave to money!"

The voice from behind made Duan Yu pause slightly as he drank his cola. He turned around and saw seven or eight men and women of similar age sitting in a booth in the corner not far away. The one who had spoken was a young man who looked refined and cultured, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

Noticing Duan Yu's gaze, Liu Jun's eyes darted away, but thinking of the three female students he had met today, he still straightened his back with strength and composure.

"I admire people with backbone the most. One slap at a time, come on, let me see your backbone."

As Duan Yu walked to the booth, he raised his hand and slammed it on the table with a "smack." The sudden sound startled the young people in the booth, but when they looked at the spot where Duan Yu's hand had just been, the pile of red instantly caught their attention.

The entire booth fell silent at that moment, a stark contrast to the noisy surroundings.

After a full minute of silence, Liu Jun slowly opened his clenched fist.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of a slap echoed between the booths. The sound wasn't very loud, but for the silent booths, it was no less than a gunshot breaking the silence.

This slap seemed to flip a switch on Liu Jun, and he started slapping himself repeatedly across the face.

Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, which he had knocked askew, there wasn't a second of regret for his lost integrity; all he felt was a longing for warm banknotes.

After slapping himself more than twenty times, Liu Jun, who was seeing stars, finally stopped. He forced himself to stay awake and looked eagerly at the banknotes in Duan Yu's hand.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be a slave to money? Then what were you just now...?"

Duan Yu picked at his ear and looked at Liu Jun with a half-smile.

"I...I'm a masochist, and I love being a slave!"

Since his image had already collapsed, Liu Jun, in a state of utter despair, wore a fawning expression, even more so than bartender Zhou Qiang.

"That's more like it. Making money isn't shameful."

Duan Yu chuckled, pulled out more than twenty bills from the stack on the table, and casually threw them on the ground.

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Ignoring his burning cheeks, Liu Jun knelt down at Duan Yu's feet without hesitation, crawling and picking up the items while mumbling "thank you" incoherently.

"The rest are yours to keep; whoever grabs them first gets them."

After glancing at the remaining twenty-odd banknotes on the table, Duan Yu did not take them back, but instead pushed them towards the center of the table.

Upon hearing Duan Yu's words, the young men exchanged glances and then simultaneously extended their hands.

At first, it was a race against time, but as the number of banknotes decreased, some people started eyeing the banknotes in their companions' hands.

"Mine! It's mine!"

Watching the group escalate from a scramble to a brawl, Duan Yu chuckled, shook his head, and turned to leave.

[Host's "manipulation of minds" has been detected, consistent with villainous behavior. Reward: Charm Aura!]

[Charm Halo: After wearing it, the wearer's charm will be significantly enhanced. Anyone who comes into contact with the wearer will be affected. The opposite sex is more likely to be attracted to the wearer, and the same sex is more likely to submit to the wearer. The higher the attractiveness of the opposite sex or the stronger the temperament of the same sex, the less affected they are by the charm halo!]

"Charm halo? Useless stuff, what a waste of my time."

The smile on Duan Yu's lips vanished the instant the reward appeared. The reason he had played with those chattering flies for so long was to trigger the system reward, but to his surprise, although the reward was triggered, the item given was not as effective as the first time.

"Well, it's better than nothing."

After donning the aura of charm, Duan Yu tilted his head back and downed the cola in one gulp. Then, he began wandering around the bar, intending to vent his frustrations with a fling.

"Hey handsome, I left something in the women's restroom, and it's empty right now. Could you help me look for it?"

A tall woman with wine-red wavy hair leaned towards Duan Yu, her face flushed. Her voice was alluring and seductive, and she deliberately emphasized the words "no one".

Duan Yu neither dodged nor avoided, letting the other fall into his arms. The moment they made contact, a delicate fragrance mixed with a faint smell of alcohol filled his nostrils.

Duan Yu looked down and saw a black low-cut tank top worn underneath, revealing almost all of the woman's ample assets.

Following the smooth, form-fitting skirt downwards, the sheer black stockings briefly caught Duan Yu's eye.

Seemingly sensing Duan Yu's gaze, the woman in red high heels deliberately rubbed her legs together, her fingers, painted with red nail polish, darting like snakes across Duan Yu's chest, clearly appearing ready to be taken.

Duan Yu hooked his finger and lifted the woman's chin. After seeing her face clearly, his interest vanished.

It wasn't that the other person was ugly, but compared to her 90-point figure, her 80-point appearance wasn't enough to make her a target for Duan Yu's advances.

"I'm busy, find someone else."

Duan Yu pushed the woman away and left without a second thought, leaving the woman stomping her feet in frustration, her face full of disappointment at not being noticed by Duan Yu.

"Hey beautiful, how about I come with you?"

Wang Kai wore what he considered a handsome smile, and his deliberately lowered voice had a slightly magnetic quality.

As a regular at bars, Wang Kai, who has hunted for women dozens of times, has his own set of standards. The woman in front of him, whom he noticed as soon as she entered, is definitely a rare gem. Although he doesn't know why the young man didn't accept her advances, he won't let such a good opportunity slip by.

"Get lost, you bastard! You're not even half as good-looking as that handsome guy from before, and you want to sleep with me? Why don't you take a piss and look at your own cunt in the mirror!"

The woman's sudden outburst froze Wang Kai's smile on his face. By the time he came to his senses, the woman in high heels had already vanished.

......

"Sorry, I usually wear a phone watch, I don't use WeChat."

Duan Yu ignored the disappointed expression on the face of the girl who was considered the prettiest girl in the class and brushed past her.

From the moment he put on the aura of charm until now, only five or six minutes have passed, yet Duan Yu has already rejected no fewer than twenty women. These women are all goddesses in the eyes of others, truly exceptional.

But these goddesses in the eyes of a few individuals all seemed to have gone mad and threw themselves at Duan Yu. It was only at this moment that Duan Yu finally understood what it meant to be "a product of the system is always of the highest quality".

This isn't some kind of charm aura, it's practically a walking aphrodisiac!

If he were willing to lower his standards, his garden would be full of flowers that he could pick at will!

But Duan Yu obviously wouldn't do that, because his principle is to have nothing but quality over quantity.

His gaze inadvertently swept across the bar counter, and a beautiful figure with her back to Duan Yu suddenly caught his attention.