Slap!

The sharp sound echoed through the café.

Jessica clutched her burning cheek, her eyes wide with disbelief as she stared at Lucas.

The man who had worshipped her for three years...

The hopeless simp who had bent over backward to satisfy every one of her demands, moods, and tantrums...

Had just slapped her across the face.

Hard.

For a moment, the entire café fell silent.

Jessica’s mind went blank.

Then

"Ahhh! Murder! Somebody call the police!"

Her shrill scream pierced through the café, filled with shock, humiliation, and rage.

Every nearby student had already heard their argument clearly.

With only a little imagination, they easily pieced together the situation.

A poor guy abandoned by his girlfriend for a richer man.

A classic story.

But instead of begging pitifully like everyone expected, Lucas had snapped and fought back.

Strangely enough...

Many people felt satisfied watching it happen.

No one rushed to help Jessica.

Some even looked like they wanted to applaud.

After years of frustration, Lucas finally felt the suffocating pressure inside his chest loosen slightly.

A dark sense of relief spread through him.

But it still wasn’t enough.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the cup of coffee from the table and splashed it directly across Jessica’s face.

Splash!

The steaming liquid drenched her makeup instantly.

Mascara and foundation smeared across her face in messy streaks as she let out another hysterical scream.

"Lucas! I’m going to kill you!"

Completely losing control, Jessica lunged toward him like a madwoman, her sharp nails clawing through the air toward his face.

But—

The old Lucas no longer existed.

The timid, patient version of himself that had endured humiliation for three years had completely shattered the moment she chose another man.

Thump!

Lucas kicked her without hesitation.

Jessica cried out as she lost balance and crashed onto the floor in an utterly humiliating heap.

The surrounding students gasped.

Even Zack froze.

Still holding his own swollen cheek from the slap earlier, he instinctively stumbled backward several steps, fear flashing across his face.

The current Lucas felt completely different from before.

Cold.

Aggressive.

Dangerous.

Jessica lay on the ground screaming furiously.

"Zack! Hurry up and call the police! I want this bastard arrested! I’ll make sure he rots in jail!"

Only then did Zack react.

His hands trembled slightly as he hurriedly pulled out his phone and dialed 911.

Lucas watched calmly without stopping him.

These injuries weren’t serious enough to become a major criminal case anyway.

At most, he would spend a few days detained and pay a fine.

Compared to the satisfaction he felt right now?

Completely worth it.

Just then—

A mechanical voice suddenly echoed inside his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully activating the system.]

Lucas froze slightly.

System?

Before he could react further, the voice continued.

[This system is the Infinite Rebate System.]

[The host may spend money on any female with a comprehensive appearance score of 8 points or above.]

[For beauties rated between 8.0 and 8.9, the system will return double the amount spent.]

[For goddesses rated between 9.0 and 9.5, the system will return ten times the amount spent.]

[For super goddesses rated above 9.5, the system will return one hundred times the amount spent.]

Lucas narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a brief silence, he quickly understood.

So this so-called Infinite Rebate System was basically a simp system.

The more money he spent on beautiful women, the more money he earned back.

Simple.

Direct.

Ridiculous.

But also terrifyingly overpowered.

"System," Lucas asked internally, "are there any restrictions? And more importantly... are the funds safe?"

He had read enough tycoon novels to know how unrealistic those stories could become.

An ordinary person suddenly obtaining a few million dollars might still be explainable.

But billions?

That would absolutely attract dangerous attention.

Fortunately, the system quickly answered.

[Ding! At the beginner stage, the host’s daily rebate limit is one million dollars. Spending beyond this amount will not generate rebates.]

[After completing system tasks, the host may receive super rewards or increased spending limits.]

[As for the legality of the funds, please rest assured. All rebate funds are obtained through safe and compliant operations within the international financial market. The source of funds is completely legal and traceable.]

Lucas immediately relaxed.

As a finance student at Ashford University, he understood enough about international capital operations to know this explanation actually made sense.

And honestly—

The current one-million-dollar daily limit meant nothing to him.

Right now, he barely had a thousand dollars in savings.

Even if the limit increased tenfold, he still lacked the capital to spend.

Before Lucas could think further, another notification rang out.

[Ding! Congratulations! Since the host successfully completed the beginner task by slapping both targets, you have obtained the reward: Triple Soldier Physique!]

[Note: After claiming the reward, the host’s strength and agility will equal the combined physical ability of three ordinary soldiers.]

[Would the host like to claim the reward now?]

Lucas’s eyes lit up instantly.

He had expected money-related rewards at most.

He never imagined the system could directly strengthen his body.

A fierce grin slowly spread across his face.

"Claim it."

The moment the words fell—

A warm current suddenly exploded throughout his body.

His muscles tightened instantly.

Bones cracked softly.

Power surged through every inch of his frame like a raging torrent.

Lucas clenched his fists subconsciously.

The strength inside his body had increased by at least four or five times compared to before.

Even his senses became sharper.

Everything around him suddenly felt clearer.

Lighter.

Faster.

It was an indescribable feeling.

"System," Lucas asked internally, slightly confused, "didn’t you say three times the strength?"

[Ding! The reward is not calculated based on the host’s original physical condition.]

[Instead, the system directly infuses the host with the combined physical ability of three ordinary soldiers.]

Lucas instantly understood.

Looking down at his naturally tall and sturdy frame, realization dawned on him.

No wonder the enhancement felt so overwhelming.

If someone skinny and weak like Zack received this same reward, the increase would probably feel more than tenfold.

At that moment, Zack cautiously helped Jessica up from the floor.

But the second he met Lucas’s cold gaze—

His hand trembled instinctively.

Jessica, who had barely regained balance, immediately fell back onto the floor again with a miserable thud.

"Ow!"

She screamed painfully before glaring at Zack with resentment.

When Lucas had slapped and humiliated her earlier, Zack hadn’t dared to do anything except retreat like a coward.

And now—

He was actually frightened by a single look?

For the very first time, uncertainty appeared inside Jessica’s heart.

Had she really made the right decision choosing Zack over Lucas?

Meanwhile, Zack felt utterly humiliated beneath her stare.

But he truly had been scared.

The current Lucas gave off an invisible pressure that made him instinctively nervous.

Seeing that Lucas wasn’t moving anymore, Zack awkwardly helped Jessica back to her feet once again.

Just then—

Two police officers entered the café alongside several campus security guards.

The security guards looked particularly irritated.

Campus fights were usually resolved internally.

If the situation escalated and damaged the school’s reputation, they would be the ones held responsible.

Lucas glanced at the arriving officers and immediately felt slightly disappointed.

Both were middle-aged men.

In every movie he had ever watched, scenes like this always introduced a beautiful policewoman.

Reality really knew how to ruin expectations.

The two officers quickly scanned the room before locking onto Lucas, Jessica, and Zack.

"Who called the police?" one officer asked seriously. "What exactly happened here?"

Before Jessica could start screaming again, Lucas calmly stepped forward first.

"Officer, they called the police," he said politely. "They kept provoking me earlier, and I couldn’t control myself for a moment, so I lightly struck them."

The officer blinked.

Lightly struck????

Jessica nearly exploded from rage after hearing those words.

Her cheek still burned painfully.

"He’s lying!" she screamed furiously. "He looked like he wanted to kill me earlier!"

Her sharp, hysterical voice immediately made the officer frown.

In contrast—

Lucas appeared calm, composed, and refined despite his tall and imposing build.

Nothing about him looked crazed or murderous.

The officer shot Jessica a warning look.

"Whether he’s lying or not, we’ll determine that ourselves," he said sternly. "One person speaks at a time. Wait until I ask you questions."

Jessica instantly felt wronged beyond belief.

Her eyes reddened with frustration and humiliation.

Who was the real victim here?