[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi":3,"chapter-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-709":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},557133,807,"Chapter 709 - 709 555 really isn't much","i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-709",709,"\u003Cp>709: 555 really isn’t much 709: 555 really isn’t much “Creak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A regular tavern he occasionally visited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin, leaning on his crutch, pushed the door open and entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a man, his self-discipline was exasperating, devoid of lust, gambling, and greed for money; even the number of times he drank could be counted on one hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had devoted nearly all his time and energy to defending the dignity of the judiciary, only to receive an indifferent disciplinary notice in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor Che.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because he had been there a few times before, as soon as he entered, the tavern owner hurried over, very enthusiastic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To ordinary people like them, a prosecutor was an intimidating figure of authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the owner’s eager smile had fully formed, he suddenly noticed Che Changmin’s limping leg and the crutch he was leaning on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor Che, what happened to you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tavern owner’s smile froze, his face showing surprise and doubt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s nothing, just took a fall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin said nonchalantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tavern owner sensed the insincerity in his words, but of course did not dare to inquire further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nodded and led Che Changmin to a table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you alone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where’s He?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the name of the assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was this tavern that the assistant had brought Che Changmin to when he first joined the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he was young and ambitious, filled with aspirations for the future, but now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Daegu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the paramedics carried the mangled body out from underneath a car and passed by him, even with Che Changmin’s fortitude, he quickly looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin’s lips quivered, and facing the tavern owner’s curious gaze, for some reason, he didn’t finish his sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s on a business trip out of town.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That explains it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tavern owner smiled knowingly and made small talk, “He often told me how much he admires you, Prosecutor Che, saying that he wants to be like you one day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it’s not an easy feat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still lacks steadiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You need to work him hard, Prosecutor Che.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young people need to be toughened up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin sat expressionless, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his reaction, the owner did not dare to pry any further and awkwardly said, “Prosecutor Che, would you like something to eat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was then that Che Changmin suddenly realized he barely knew this place; previously, it was the assistant, now lying dead without a complete body, who had made all the arrangements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bring a pot of soju and just a couple of dishes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prosecutor Che, one moment, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner did not dare to linger and turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a very ordinary tavern, whose clientele was mainly young people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That kid often told him he was too serious and should come to places like this more often.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their laughter and faces still seemed to be right before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We came here first, why did he get served before us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young couple at the next table complained unhappily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prosecutor Che, I am sorry about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll go explain to them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner apologized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin nodded, it was probably the first time he felt fully entitled to enjoy the privileges his status brought, picking up a disposable plastic cup to pour himself a drink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tavern owner’s apology to the young couple could be heard nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin paid no heed, occasionally taking bites of food with his chopsticks, drinking alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he did not drink often, he had a good tolerance for alcohol, and since the locally brewed soju here was targeted at a younger clientele, the emphasis was on flavor rather than potency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Another pot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner quickly came over, glanced at Che Changmin’s injured leg, and kindly suggested, “Prosecutor Che, you are injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe you should drink less?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Che Changmin did not pull rank, as amiable as ever, and simply smiled, “It’s fine, bring another pot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tavern owner didn’t dare to persuade him further, but he had a vague feeling that something was off with the prosecutor today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tsk, business seems good, eh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of men barged through the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each strutted arrogantly, their demeanor blatantly thuggish—as if they clearly belonged to no good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Table 13.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Handing over Che Changmin’s drink to a staff member to deliver, the owner, with a forced smile, hurried over to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you here to eat, gentlemen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please come this way.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He greeted them warmly only to be met with their sarcastic tones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No rush to eat, boss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s about time for this month’s protection fee, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The already uneasy tavern owner felt his heart sink at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Protection fee?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I already paid that at the beginning of the month, didn’t I?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To whom did you pay it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader of the group, smirking behind sunglasses and dressed in baggy pants, asked with a sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To Brother Wan Kui.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who can vouch for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner was taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since his business started, a gang had come knocking, demanding a monthly sum under the pretense of “protection money.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was well aware of what these people did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not oppose them, as all the merchants on the street were in the same boat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other districts, the same held true, each collecting “protection money,” likely from various gangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a powerless commoner, how could he contend with such criminal forces?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the mindset of buying peace, he had been dutifully paying the so-called “protection money” on time—only to find himself being squeezed for more money when he had just paid at the start of the month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve always paid Brother Wan Kui; you can ask him, and he should know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner spoke submissively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This street had always been under one gang’s control, though he had never seen these people before, they must belong to the same group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Can’t you talk properly?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the lackeys chided, wearing an extravagantly tacky gold necklace and a gaudy floral shirt, as if afraid others wouldn’t realize he was part of the underworld.\u003C\u002Fp>",1011,"2026-05-30T15:07:31.926Z","2026-06-01T04:31:32.694Z",1,"novelbin.me","9a7f68d10f715740fea1f0b9fbc27863d1437426c7622da44caaf834a1dbf619","i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-710","i-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-chapter-708",2400,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-have-10-trillion-dollars-only-usable-for-simpi-cover.jpg"]