Reborn with Consumption System

To figure out how much money he actually saved, he had to first count how many skills had leveled up.

Originally, Han Lie had over 20 personal skills; the unimportant ones were just over Level 3, and anything below Level 3 wasn’t even displayed.

The more important skills were all above Level 4. Among them, stock trading was the first to reach Level 5, followed by acting and bullshitting, but their EXP wasn’t very high.

Now, opening his personal panel and glancing over it, it was almost all Level 4 and Level 5 skills.

The billiards skill that had only been Level 3 before, and that he basically hadn’t touched since being reborn, had now shot straight up to Level 5 with 30 million extra EXP.

Train a little bit and he’d be at snooker world champion level?!

The driving skill that had always been stuck at Level 3 had also skyrocketed to Level 5 with 8 million extra EXP.

On the other hand, his Level 3 car-handling skill had only barely squeezed past the Level 4 threshold.

Uh, driving and "car skills" are two completely different things, I’m sure everyone can understand that...

Among all the unconventional skills, his handicraft shot up the most, straight to Level 5 MAX, seriously... fuck!

His singing was also at Level 5 now, with over a million extra EXP.

This thing needs professional training—you have to master techniques like mixing, resonance, ultra-high notes, etc., but it’ll be easy for him to grind, because the foundation of all these techniques is control, and controlling the throat and diaphragm isn’t any harder than controlling facial muscles.

Obviously, after刷ing up Full-Level Coordination, Han Lie had basically cleared the game in terms of body control.

As long as it was a skill that required using the body, he could pick it up casually and master it with just a bit of practice.

On the panel, this manifested as absolutely ridiculous proficiency gains for any skill.

Other people get 1 or 2 points from practicing once, he gets dozens or even hundreds from a single run.

Genius?

No, no, no, "genius" is too cheap. Please call me... the War God Returned!

War God Lie was floating hard right now, his head full of fancy plays that used his body.

The Coordination Talent upgrade mainly boosted body-type skills, while Natural Affinity bumped up all the language- and EQ-related skills like persuasion and small talk to a whole new tier.

Level 5, Level 5, Level 5...

A whole row of Level 5s, with some EXP bars already more than halfway full; you could already see another cult leader in the making...

But if he wanted to keep pushing this category of skills further, it would be a lot more troublesome.

The effect of that single affinity aura was already fully tapped; to go any higher, he probably needed a new Charm Talent or some kind of Leader’s Aura.

Otherwise... spend a bit more?!

Having gotten addicted to spending money, Han Lie sneaked a glance at Pan Ge and the others, his heart starting to itch.

He wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

But as soon as he saw their flushed faces and how they were chirping away nonstop, he knew he was overthinking it.

The afterglow hadn’t faded yet; right now it was hard to deliver an even bigger shock.

Everything has a refractory period... cough, I mean, a cooldown.

Besides, Han Lie didn’t exactly have tens of millions left to blow on another big splash; what could you even do with the little ten-plus million pocket money he had left?

When you’re broke, your ambitions get short...

Finally, once they were done being excited, they grabbed their new bags, slipped on their new shoes, and got ready to head out.

Those clothes and whatnot obviously didn’t need to be carried by hand; the dresses that needed alterations were all packed up, and the rest would be delivered straight to their homes.

For Han Lie it was even simpler: he took off his suit jacket, handed it to Rou Si, and walked out in the brand-new pure black shirt he’d just bought.

If the Han Lie who walked in was just a handsome scumbag mutt, then the one walking out the door now was a full-on elegant young lord.

The cuffs of his shirt were rolled up above his forearms, the hem tucked into his belt, and with casual pants plus casual shoes on the bottom, such a simple outfit somehow radiated pure nobility.

"Nobility" was something Han Lie didn’t have before.

Being rich, reserved, and steady doesn’t automatically give you noble air; nobility isn’t that cheap. This thing needs time to be cultivated, and it’s extremely picky about your looks, temperament, and bearing.

In other words, you need to have been rich for long enough, and be naturally gifted yourself, before noble air appears.

If we have to name names and offend some people, then Wang Siming, Ma Yun, and Brother Dong don’t really have much noble air; their bearing and presence are pretty average.

Ma Yun is domineering, Brother Dong is down-to-earth, Little Wang... uh, very grassroots.

In any case, none of them are "noble."

"Elegant" and noble air aren’t the same either; elegance is a pure kind of casual, carefree ease.

Before this, Han Lie was already carefree enough in mindset; what he’d been lacking was in his physical movements, mm.

Born poor, where would he get the chance for posture and etiquette training?

Now when he walked, rhythm flowed naturally; that effortless, elegant smoothness, the sense of coordination from his toes to the tips of his hair, worked better than any training.

With just a glance or a turn of the head, he looked like a noble young lord from ancient times, strolling leisurely, suave and dashing.

Pan Ge and the other two did feel this change, but just chalked it up to the aftereffects of watching Han Lie make it rain with money, and didn’t think too deeply.

The ones who really felt it were the outsiders.

The four of them took the elevator down to the first floor, and as they passed through the store’s main hall, lots of girls, young wives, older sisters, and aunties had their eyes drawn to Han Lie; once their gaze landed on him, they couldn’t look away.

A face score of 89 wasn’t exactly human top-tier, and a Physique score of 89 wasn’t either.

But once you added an outstanding enough aura to the mix, the combined score instantly shot off the charts.

And with Pan Ge, Xi Luting, and Fang Feifei all putting on their luxurious new outfits, their natural advantages were fully on display too, hooking the souls of plenty of men.

So, in the short few moments it took for the group to casually walk out the front door, they actually drew countless eyes.