Chapter 310

While Yunmian was having dinner with her mother, grandparents, in another suburb of the city, a boy with shabby clothes but exceptionally delicate looks was inspecting his first "investment".

In just one month, he had accumulated a full 270,000 yuan in liquid funds in the bank card that was blocked by the game system.

The person who handled the money for him happened to be the "killer" he recruited for more than seventy dollars.

"We have mature channels to remove all the usable organs from his body and sell them. We can even ensure that his organs are absolutely fresh when they reach the buyers."

The man who was disheveled and unshaven a month ago was now dressed comfortably, half lying on the soft and thick sofa, with a shrewd light flashing with pleasure in his shrewd eyes, but when he looked at the boy in front of him who was quietly looking at the house, there was deep fear and awe in his eyes.

Who could have thought that such a pretty and weak-looking child could be allowed to take a life so easily, and then, once he had a thorough understanding of the rules of the game, he was able to sell the exceptionally fresh corpse into a pool of useless rotten meat as soon as he had the channels.

But after he got the money and came to his senses from the excitement of having money again, he was horrified to find that the child was completely invisible in the whole thing. Even if the police investigated, they would only find himself, while the child was clean and innocent from beginning to end.

How had he been seduced and persuaded by this kid time and time again, from just taking money to kill someone in the beginning, to now being completely and implicitly tied to Cheng Mu's little boat?

Even if he tried hard to recall, he still found it difficult to figure out the details. It was as if the other party had not done anything but just said something to him, and then he became the blade in his hand that stabbed others.

But Cheng Mu, who did all this, was just an eight-year-old child!

When Cheng Mu turned around and pushed open a bedroom door, he raised his head and looked at the child's back with flickering eyes. There was struggle and a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes.

This child is so cruel and ruthless at such a young age. Do I have to work for him like a dog for the rest of my life?

Even though Cheng Mu had shown intelligence far beyond his peers and even adults at an early stage, the man was confident that with his own strength advantage, he could, if he wanted, turn Cheng Mu, who was bound to grow up in the game, into a corpse that could never move again in a very short time.

Even if he was detected by the system, those high and mighty people would not pay much attention to him. Someone might even be willing to protect him and hire him to do some dirty things.

"What are you thinking about?" A curious voice sounded in my ears.

The man came back to his senses in an instant, and the next second he was frightened by Cheng Mu, who appeared in front of him out of nowhere. His face turned pale and he subconsciously leaned back to avoid his approach.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Mu raised the corners of his beautiful eyes slightly, but his voice was still childish: "Uncle, you are not thinking about how to kill me cleanly in this room, are you?"

The man, who was already feeling guilty, froze all over, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and he stared at him in horror.

Ah...it seems I guessed right again.

Cheng Mu, or to be more precise, little Cheng Mu who had a golden finger that could occasionally show barrage comments, pouted in grievance at the man's flustered denial.

It’s terrible. Those weird people in the comments are asking me to kill this man, and they also say that if I kill him, they will give me a lot of rewards.

Cheng Mu was very moved, so he stared carefully at the panicked man on the sofa. After a while, he smiled at him: "Uncle, I was just kidding you. You are the first person who is willing to help me solve so many difficulties. I am not the kind of person who would burn bridges after crossing them."

Hearing this, Zhou Xin's smile silently relaxed his tense nerves.

He forced a smile and explained that he was just thinking about what other business he could do with the money to make more money. Cheng Mu didn't know whether he believed him or not. He just listened with a smile on his face, as if he didn't understand at all.

Only after sending him out the door did Cheng Mu slowly take out his hand from his left pocket.

Along with it was the small knife that he always held tightly in his hand.

The blade was not short, and if stabbed accurately enough, it could pierce a man's throat or heart.

Standing up and locking the door, Cheng Mu casually threw the knife onto the coffee table. The slightly heavy iron knife turned several circles on the glass of the coffee table before slowly stopping.

Stretching lazily, eight-year-old Cheng Mu ignored the viewers watching him in the so-called live broadcast room and pretended they didn't exist. Then he yawned and ran to the refrigerator to look for food that was stuffed inside.

After choosing and selecting, he finally picked up two cheese sticks that he had only seen but never eaten.

After opening the package and eating one, the child tasted it carefully, then threw it into the trash can in disgust.

"It tastes so bad." He complained quietly and took out the phone that the man had used to help him apply for the card.

I skillfully entered the food delivery app and ordered a bunch of fast food such as fried chicken, cola, hamburgers, sausages, etc. Finally, I lay contentedly on the sofa, watching TV while waiting for my meal.

[…Is this his revenge spending?]

[Hmm… a kid player with a net worth of hundreds of thousands who loves fast food? ?]

[To be honest, he is very perceptive! When he suddenly turned around and approached the other person to ask that question, I was a little surprised. If he were in our Federation, he would probably become a good seedling specially trained by the military.]

[I'm overthinking. Let's wait until he can actually survive this game to the end. By the way, do you know what the order of choices this kid made was?]

[I know, he said money is above everything else, so the order is: money - future - self-esteem - friendship - family.]

[Hiss, I like this kid, he is not a simple person at first glance, he will become a great man in the future!]

While the live broadcast room was having a lively discussion, some barrage contents flashed before Cheng Mu's eyes.

He can recognize words, but he can recognize and read them but not write them. He doesn't know many words and doesn't understand anything that is a little bit difficult.

But by guessing, he could know what the content of these barrages was.

But his eyes were still fixed on the TV screen on the wall that was playing cartoons, as if he was unaware of everything.

He did make that choice at the first opportunity, which is normal, isn't it?

He has no parents and has no intention of looking for them, so family ties come last.

He has no friends, only those "low-level fellows" whose limbs were broken and who envied him for being able to live a good life and were jealous that he didn't have to beg on the streets and get beaten every day. Cheng Mu didn't think those people could be his friends, nor did he think he would meet any friends in the future, so there was no need for friendship to exist.

As for self-esteem?

In order to survive, he had already given up his self-esteem and all his flesh and blood to be trampled on by others. Those people laughed and called him a little bastard, pulled his hair and spit on his face, and when they got angry, they would drag him to a deserted place and beat and insult him to death...

Even after going through all this, he could still smile fawningly at those people afterwards, still be respectful and servile to them, and would lie at their feet like a dog and do everything he could to please them.

So he doesn't need self-esteem. If he cared about self-esteem, he should have died long ago instead of living to be bound by this game.

Money and future, these are what Cheng Mu needs.

He doesn't have any particular way of living that he wants to live, but isn't the purpose of life to earn enough money to do what he wants to do?

So he chose to put money first. After all, after being bound to this game, losing money is equivalent to losing everything, let alone the future, so Cheng Mu did not hesitate at all when choosing the order.

When the stupid cat on TV was teased by the mouse again, the doorbell rang. Cheng Mu, who had a serious look on his face just now, jumped up from the sofa in a second and couldn't wait to open the door to get his takeaway.

Of course, if he hadn't put the sharp knife in his left hand and put it in his pocket when he stood up, he would have looked more like a greedy eight-year-old child.

Seeing this, the people in the live broadcast room generously gave their rewards.

It is worth mentioning that the live broadcast mode of this money game is the biggest temptation for players.

Because as long as the player can survive to the end of the game and become the first place, it means that the reward money of all players in this small world before will eventually be accumulated into the account of the first place, and he will become the only lucky person in this small world to go to the new advanced technology world.

This is like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey. Even though players know it is hard to eat, they will be driven by desire and greed to keep moving forward, madly making money and suppressing all their competitors.

Cheng Mu does not yearn for the new world. At the age of eight, he sees things more clearly than most adults. After all, he grew up in those dark corners that cannot see the light. What about the new world? Will it be better than the current world? He went to a completely unfamiliar world, where he was out of tune. Can he really live well as the final player with a lot of wealth?

Cheng Mu was not interested in going to any new world, so in his eyes, those so-called rewards were not even as good as the golden crispy chicken wings dipped in ketchup in his hand.

Junk food tastes so good. Those parents who don’t let their kids buy fried chicken and hamburgers are really liars.

Cotton content of this chapter: 0%.

Tomorrow's update should also be at noon or in the afternoon. My newly adjusted schedule is messed up again...

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