I'm a Simp.

“You bastard! You better bow down to her and throw money in the air like you just don’t care!”

“What the hell is with you, you scrawny little small fry? Have you given up on life and want me to end it early for you? You really dare have an attitude with a cultivator like me when you’re just a weak little mortal?”

“Cultivator? Hah! How can you call yourself a cultivator when you can’t shower this woman with money and expect nothing in return like the noble me?”

“Dude, you’re a cuck.”

“A CUCK?! I RESPECT WOMEN!”

“You’re clearly just a virgin who doesn’t get any.”

“HAAAAAH. HAAAAAH. HAAAAAAA! HAAAAAAAAA!”

“What the hell are you breathing heavily for all of a sudden?”

“I’m channelling my inner power of the simp.”

“I’ll teach you a lesson in how to treat a woman.”

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“My fine lady, do you mind?”

I took the hand of the woman who this brute had his arms wrapped around. I knelt down and started to lick her boots.

“Eww! What the hell are you doing you freak!”

A kick landed on my face.

“Yes mistress. Kick me more.”

I took out some money from my pocket and threw it at her.

“What the hell? Why is he throwing money at me out of nowhere?”

“Please mistress. You need to step on me more firmly and with more power. Don’t you know women are supreme and all men should be bowing down to you like this?”

“Uh… okay?”

“What are you doing woman? I paid you for a good time.”

“Well, I mean, this weirdo is paying me more and all I have to do is step on him. Here you can have your money back.”

“It’s just about the money. Here’s some more then.”

My eyes gleamed.

“You think you can out donate me little man? I’ll have you know I was top dono on my mistress’s channel in my world! Even if I had to work 10 jobs 24/7 I made sure to keep that position. Mistress even promised she would give me a hug if I kept the first spot for a full year!”

“Take this you pig headed villain, MONEY STORM!”

Endless streams of money started to flow out from the mystical piggy bank cheat ability I reincarnated into this world with.

When the money was finally released the cultivator was drawing in all the money and couldn’t move. He was crushed into the ground by the sheer weight of all my money. I looked down at him disdainfully and said, “this is the power of my rent. It is the same weight I fell every single night. How does it feel?”