Trillionaire's Slice of Life

"Ladies and gentlemen, it has been one year since the Longevity Club was established. We started with just one member, and six months ago that number grew to six. Now, we proudly have one hundred and ten official members. It can be said that the development of the Longevity Club has been stable and efficient.

The mission of the Longevity Club is to extend the lifespan of all humanity, and for this purpose, our entire staff will continue to work tirelessly."

As the subdued words fell, silence filled the room. Everyone knew that these opening remarks were just a prelude, and the real focus lay ahead.

Sure enough, after taking a deep breath, the solemn Chu Mo continued:

"To facilitate better and faster development of the club, as well as to provide members with superior services, the Longevity Club is, as of today, officially launching our membership system.

Longevity Club memberships range from the initial D grade to the highest SSS grade; each level up represents superior services that can be enjoyed by the members.

Anyone applying to join the club starts as an ordinary member, and to ascend to the initial D grade one must complete various tasks set by the club. Club tasks also vary in difficulty from D grade to SSS grade. With each completed task, members earn corresponding points, and when one has enough points, they can become a member of the corresponding grade.

As for the specific requirements for upgrading, I will explain them to everyone in detail later.

Today, our club has prepared thirty No. 1 Longevity Pills. These thirty Longevity Pills correspond to twenty-six tasks, including twenty-three D-grade tasks, two C-grade tasks, and one S-grade task. I will not prattle on further; the specific rules will be explained as we go along. The 88th floor at the top of the Longevity Club's building is our mission reception hall, where every Sunday the club will regularly release various missions. Those who wish to ascend to the highest grades, come here to accept them.

Please follow me."

As his words concluded, Chu Mo rose gently from his seat. With the close of his speech, a tumult rose in the hall once again. Some were confident, obviously having prior knowledge of the Longevity Club's membership system, while others wore faces full of confusion, clearly unaware of what was to come.

Regardless, to obtain a No. 1 Longevity Pill, one must complete a mission. Coupled with everyone's interest in the club's memberships, all rose from their seats as Chu Mo did so.

Following the prearranged rule, a group of top tycoons took the elevator to the top floor. Eventually, only Sun Shangwu and Yang Shulin were left in the hall.

Sun Shangwu, watching the confident third young master of the Yang family, asked somewhat curiously:

"Shulin, you seem to be quite confident about this membership system?"

Yang Shulin nodded slightly, but soon after, his face took on a bitter smile as he said:

"It's not good to talk too much about this matter. Anyway, our Yang family will definitely have a Longevity Pill. As for the membership levels, they're not of much concern to us."

Sun Shangwu nodded thoughtfully, not pressing any further.

When the two took the second elevator ride to the 88th floor, they discovered a vast space surrounded by walls embedded with many large monitors. Over a hundred top tycoons were scattered about, each searching for something in front of the monitors.

The third young master of the Yang family, Yang Shulin, was quickly attracted to the largest monitor. Only a few people stood by it including the feared patriarch of the Ross family. However, Yang Shulin paid no attention to this near-deity of a man and focused on the screen before him:

"S-grade task: Divide any one of the eight major families and facilitate their cooperation with the Longevity Club... Only the first family to cooperate with the Longevity Club is valid.

This task can be split into four A-grade tasks: facilitate cooperation between any two of the eight major families with the Longevity Club to complete an A-grade task..."

Upon seeing the mention of the eight major families, Yang Shulin's breathing quickened slightly. At this gathering of the Longevity Club, not a single head of the eight major families had attended, and as a member of one, Yang Shulin had come with a special mission.

He was the first among the eight families to learn of this news, and his mind began to race.

With the Yang family of Capital City ranked third among the eight major families of Hua Country, they held significant sway. Although Yang Shulin wasn't the primary heir being groomed by his family, as a direct descendent he was well aware of the family dynamics.

The Yang family was among the eight major clans most entangled with Mr. Chu from Hua Country's Capital City, and they had invested the most. The Heidi Cosmetics Company alone had seen the Yang family pour in at least twenty to thirty billion. Yang Shulin was well aware of this; more than once he had heard his father Yang Tianxia say at family banquets that opposing Mr. Chu from the Capital City was one of the Yang family's gravest mistakes.

In reality, Yang Tianxia had long desired to be on good terms with Mr. Chu from the Capital City, but the alliance of the eight major clans had consistently hindered that ambition, preventing it from coming to fruition.

If it had been in the past, without sufficient benefits, naturally, no one from the eight major clans would want to be the first to stick their neck out and cooperate with Chu Mo, as doing so would mean becoming the target of the other seven clans. No one wanted that.

But now, when he truly felt Mr. Chu from the Capital City's extensive connections and prestige, and when he witnessed Chu Mo's strength—especially considering the task at hand, being the first to divide the eight major clans—Yang Shulin knew that the division among the clans had become an inevitability.

Particularly after seeing the confidence plastered across the face of the Ross family patriarch, Yang Shulin suddenly entertained a thought.

Rather than letting others divide the eight major clans and reap the benefits, it would be better for the Yang family to take the initiative and do it themselves. That way, the S-class task before him would directly be credited to the Yang family.

What benefits becoming a senior member of the Longevity Club would bring to the Yang family, Yang Shulin couldn't determine yet, but he understood one thing: when hundreds of the wealthiest individuals were desperately vying for it, when even the head of America's leading family, the Rothschilds, held it in high esteem, this membership was absolutely something everyone dreamt of.

It was something even his family, the Yangs, could not afford to overlook.

At this moment, Yang Shulin's breathing grew more rapid. He saw behind him some of the top magnates taking on one task after another; these tycoons, worth hundreds of billions or even trillions, were also cheering over taking on a mere D-class task, and Yang Shulin felt an urgent impulse stirring within him.

If he, representing the Yang family, were to take on the task before them, what would be the result?

There were but two possibilities: one was to be furiously thrown out of the house by his father.

The other was to score a huge success, thereby earning the right to contend with his elder brother for the family fortune.

Was he to do nothing and be someone without any achievements, seen as useless trash in the eyes of others, or was he to fight vigorously for a chance to become a billionaire tycoon controlling the Yang family business?

At this moment, Yang Shulin's face was flushed red, his eyes even bloodshot.

Never before had Yang Shulin felt so torn. He knew clearly that this was his chance to change his life.

And missing this opportunity, with his status, he would never again be able to join the Longevity Club, nor would he be able to contest for the family's assets.

He slowly turned around, surveying his surroundings.

All around him were top magnates worth over a hundred billion, almost all of whom held the world's lifelines in their hands; they were the true masters of the world's history. Joining them, he would become the cream of the crop, the chess player himself.

But away from here, he wouldn't even be a chess piece, washed away into obscurity.

Suddenly, Yang Shulin remembered something his younger sister had once said.

As the darling daughter of the Yang family, Yang Duoer was the apple of the old master's eye. Likewise, Yang Shulin knew that his youngest sister was ambitious; had Yang Duoer been male, the position of the family patriarch would unquestionably be hers.

Yang Shulin recalled his sister's words: Mr. Chu from the Capital City is bound to be a figure standing at the very top of the pyramid.

If even his own sister acknowledged that man, what was there for him to hesitate over?

He took a deep breath, his once trembling body gradually steadying, and then he took a step forward, marching decisively towards his goal.