I have to be prodigal, isn't being unprodigal a waste of my parents' talent for making money? Facing the reporter's interview, Hong Dali said so. As soon as the interview was over, Hong Dali pulled out the system interface of the prodigal, and looked at all kinds of things on it. All kinds of good things, rubbing his chin and muttering to himself: Another 200 billion can be exchanged for the design drawings of the core technology of the most powerful humanoid mobile weapon [True Gulanxiu] against the elimination engine. Work harder! I want to squander! I want to lose money!