Drake Chwe's life was a mess, with problems piling up like a mountain. To escape, he drowned himself in alcohol. One night, he stumbled upon a tiny temple and tossed in his last pennies. Next morning? Bam! He's got a tribute system with 1,000,000,000,000,000,000 coins. Now, Drake's got a life-changing choice to make: what's he going to do with all that cash? Can he turn things around and leave his miserable life behind? Get ready for a wild ride!

Tribute System: I Have Quintillion Coins

Eleanor's eyes widened in disbelief, her gaze darting between Drake and the hotel director. "Royal Eleanor Hotel?" she echoed, her voice a blend of surprise and awe. 


Drake nodded, savoring the moment. "Yes, Ely. I wanted you to have a place where you can stay comfortably during these times, and this is it." 


Lucille, still grappling with the information, managed to stammer, "You... you named a hotel after her?" 


Drake chuckled. "Not just any hotel. This is a special place, a sanctuary for us. No harm will come to you here." 


“When did you prepare this?” Eleanor asked, her astonishment palpable. 


“Hmm, around a month ago. This was intended for your birthday, but circumstances required it now,” he replied, a hint of regret in his voice. 


“Where did you get the money for this?” Eleanor asked, her disbelief lingering as she tried to fathom the luxurious reality unfolding before her eyes. 
