Chapter 327 (Catching Bugs)
Will being a good person never go unrewarded?
Cheng Mu looked down at his palm, which was stained with red marks from the child's hasty writing with the pen tip. He clenched his hand slightly, and the dull pain in his palm seemed to be squeezed along with it.
"Then what are you going to do?" He raised his eyes to look at Yun Mian, who knew she was going to die but still smiled at him obediently with her lips pursed.
"Xiao Yunmian, aren't you a good person?"
He looked at Yunmian deeply, but what he actually wanted to ask was: Little Yunmian, aren’t you... afraid of death?
Yun Mian lowered her head and pinched her fingertips which were twitching and trembling. After blinking away her tears, she also pinched her little hands and nodded slightly obediently.
Even after the death was transferred, she was still apologizing.
"Brother Cheng Mu, I'm so sorry." She whispered guiltily: "I almost killed you just now. I'm really not a good person. I'm sorry..."
Cheng Mu's heart sank.
It was the first time he heard someone say sorry to him.
Not from the parents who lost him, not from the bad guys who bullied and beat him, and not from this world that is always full of malice towards him.
This "I'm sorry" came from the only silly kid who wanted him to live well.
His heart felt like it was stabbed by something sharp. His death crisis had obviously been resolved, but looking at the tears in Xiao Yunmian's eyes, he felt that he was like those children sent to the orphanage, and had been silently shattered into pieces long ago.
He is even worse than them.
I forgot who I am, where I came from, why I live and why I die.
Until the children he watched for fun, holding their bowls of noodles after eating them, cried for those children.
Until he watched coldly this little fool working hard at a stall selling toys every day, and finally he looked at him with bright eyes, holding a stack of money in his little hands that were white and swollen from blisters.
The child bent down and carefully picked up a small piece of the scattered debris on the ground, and then forced it into his hands with stars in his eyes and joy.
"Brother Cheng Mu, don't be afraid. Being a good person will pay off!"
"Don't be afraid, brother. I won't kill you."
"Thank you brother, you will definitely be a great egg in the future!!"
"Brother, my heart is good, how could it be rotten?"
"Can I help those kids?"
"Will they never find their parents?"
"My mother said that going to school can make you wise..."
“You’re an idiot!!”
"Hello, brother~"
From the time they met until now, the total number of conversations he had with Yunmian was only a few sentences.
Thinking back carefully, Cheng Mu even felt that the self in his memory was too talkative and noisy.
But every response from the child seemed to help him pick up a tiny fragment, so that now, he had unknowingly held many pieces of the abandoned and forgotten "self" in his hands.
There were so many that he had no hands free to help Xiao Yunmian wipe away the tears that were rolling down her face.
Therefore, rather than donating his hundred thousand dollars to the children in the welfare home along with the little fool Yunmian, it would be more accurate to say that he used it to buy back those parts of himself that had been lost.
"Little Yunmian."
He suddenly smiled and patted the top of the little girl's head. When she subconsciously looked up at him, there was a bit of bright cunning hidden in his clear and beautiful eyes: "Being a good person will be rewarded, that's what you said."
He clenched his fist and gently hit his heart, and promised firmly: "So I won't let you die either."
After all, the little fool said that her heart was a very good one and would not rot easily.
In this damn money game, Cheng Mu didn't believe that there was no way to solve the death rule. Then how did those high-level players avoid all the traps and unintentional mistakes and live safely to this day?
There must be a solution.
Later on the way back to the welfare home, Yun Mian was thinking with the system uncle about how to solve the death crisis, while Cheng Mu was watching the barrage and trying to think about how to find loopholes in this rule.
"Don't be afraid, Mianmian."
Just like Yun Mian comforted Cheng Mu just now, the system was also constantly comforting its host: "Even if you are wiped out by the rules, I can take your soul away from this world. If you can't complete the task, then don't do it. We don't care about the completion of this task.
Besides, it is wishful thinking for this small world to let a five-year-old like you fight against an entire natural disaster game alone. It doesn’t matter if you fail.”
Yun Mian held her face in her hands and stared in a daze at the scene outside the window that was constantly receding.
Perhaps the uncontrollable time and manner of death made the boundary between life and death blurred, and there was not even too much strong sense of urgency for the time being, so Yunmian could still think of her grandparents and mother who were waiting for her to come home.
If I die like this, what will happen to my mother and grandparents?
When my grandparents are too old to ride a tricycle or walk, and they have no money and no one to take care of them, how can they live well?
What should I do when my mother no longer has the care of my grandparents?
Will my mother also be sent to an orphanage like those disabled children?
Yunmian didn’t know. She couldn’t help imagining her mother turning into a child and couldn’t help smiling with her little white teeth.
Above her head, the system was so anxious that it almost disintegrated on the spot. It wished it could get out of the mission right now, and then give that damn money game system a good beating, so that it would know why the flowers were so red today! !
However, although it is anxious, the core program has been deducing and looking for loopholes hidden in this rule.
Until a method is retrieved by it.
At the same time, Cheng Mu, a kid who was just racking his brains to think, also brightened up his eyes.
System: "Mianmian, there are two ways."
Cheng Mu: "Xiao Yunmian, I have an idea!"
The two voices rang in Yunmian's mind and ears at the same time.
Yun Mian looked up in confusion and decided to listen to both methods together.
Seeing this, the system flew down and landed in her palm, and said excitedly: "Two methods, we can try them one by one!"
"The first method is to exploit the game bug. Within the 24-hour time limit required by the rules, you can keep borrowing another 100,000 yuan from Cheng Mu to repay his previous 100,000 yuan. This way, the system rules will never be able to determine whether your previous debt has not been cleared."
"The second method is to let Cheng Mu use the investor's method to destroy the debt. As long as Mian Mian can return Cheng Mu something more valuable than 100,000 yuan in the future, then neither you nor Cheng Mu will be considered to have violated the rules."
"Because most of the judgments on violations in this money game are based on the size of the benefits. For example, if Cheng Mu spends a certain amount of money to buy a piece of clothing, and the actual value of the clothing is cheaper than the money he spent, he will be judged to have violated the rules."
"So Mianmian, as long as the actual value you give back to Cheng Mu in the future is greater than 100,000 yuan, this money will never be lost in violation of regulations."
In the system's detailed and fast-paced explanation, Cheng Mu's brisk tone was also extremely clear.
"Xiao Yunmian, why don't I buy you? I'll pay you 100,000 yuan to be my little follower for ten years. This way, I won't need any family or friends to put me in danger anymore. I think it's a good deal. What do you think?"
Cheng Mu’s words fell.
The system's sound suddenly stopped.
Cheng Mu tilted his head and smiled, waiting for the little fool's answer.
Yun Mian looked at Cheng Mu in a daze, unable to believe that this seemingly arrogant kid actually thought faster than the system uncle!
Is it that he is too smart, or is Uncle System... a little stupid?
"Uncle, who should I listen to?" The little boy pinched his face, getting into a strange dilemma.
The system was silent for a long time, and finally said in a weak voice: "To be on the safe side, let's try his method first."
She didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Yun Mian always felt that she heard a lot of grief and frustration in the emotionless mechanical voice of the system uncle.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Yun Mian was a little worried.
System: "...I'm fine."
Yun Mian became even more worried because she seemed to hear some sobbing this time!
But Cheng Mu was still waiting for her answer.
The kid thought briefly for two seconds, then stretched out his right hand towards Cheng Mu, who was relieved and slightly proud after coming up with a solution.
Cheng Mu looked back blankly.
Yun Mian smiled widely: "Brother Cheng Mu, you have to extend your hand as well, and then we'll make a pinky promise together, so that this deal can never be changed!"
She knew that Cheng Mu had no friends or playmates, so she held his hand and taught him how to make the pinky sign.
Soon, the two children hooked their short little fingers together.
"We'll make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years..."
In Yun Mian's tender and clear voice, the scarlet death countdown that was originally visible only to the audience and appeared above Yun Mian's head disappeared unwillingly bit by bit.
"...Are these two kids too smart?"
"No, I don't agree with what you said. It's true that Cheng Mu is very smart, but you can still point at Mian Mian and say she is smart?!"
"Pfft, this combination of a smart guy and a fool is clearly the best of the kid players!"
"That's off topic. So why are these two kids able to resolve rule-based death time and time again? Even if the whole process happened right under my nose, I still want to say that this is unscientific!!"
"Didn't you hear what Mian Mian said? Being a good person will not go unrewarded. This must be the reward these two kids received for being good people!"
"...Hey, it's already the year 2057 in Interstellar, are you still superstitious?"
"The end of science is metaphysics. Don't be stubborn. Our ancestors told us that sometimes it's okay to believe a little and seek peace of mind."
“Can we get off topic?! So how come these two kids together are better at avoiding risks than adults? This is totally different from what I expected!!”
“I know, I know. Mianmian is a very well-educated little girl. She doesn’t take advantage of others or be greedy for money, so there is no chance for her to break the rules.
As for little Cheng Mu, it's even simpler. He is ruthless and clever, and it has always been others who suffer at his hands. The only time he fell was when he was led into a ditch by Mian Mian just now. Isn't he climbing out again with his own brains?"
"Not only did he crawl out, he also got a warm treasure, Mianmian. To be honest, I am a little jealous of this guy. I am willing to spend a million to buy a Mianmian brand minion!"
"This guy is really good at being a player. He never takes any loss and calculates the interest exactly. He is always the biggest winner in the game."
System: Woohoo, I lost to a little brat! Such a great shame, woohoo, woohoo…
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
No card, no card, 10 bottles;
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