"You'd better get out of here now! Otherwise, I will put the barrel of the gun into your low IQ head and let you learn the art of speaking!"
A bank collector was clinging to the doorframe handle in front of a dilapidated house, ignoring his torn suit, and stubbornly shouted to the house.
"Mr. Shentu, you can't do this. If you refuse to cooperate with us, we can only take compulsory measures."
But the only thing that could respond to him was the sound of something hitting the wooden door.
"Bang!"
"Pa!"
"Dong!"
The bank collector who can't stand it can only give up and continue to cling to the door frame, standing outside the house with a embarrassed face.
"Oh, shit! This family is just a stubborn wild boar, and I don't know how this guy got the loan at the beginning. Are all the guys in the loan department thinking about Oligai?"
But after complaining, the collector still has to finish his work.
He picked up a brick from the nearby ground, and then pressed a notice of debt collection below.
At last, when I got to the front of the car, I still answered with no hesitation.
"Mr. Shentu, if you can't pay off the interest of the next quarter within one month, your farm will really be taken away!"
But the only response to him was a smelly boot and a fierce curse.
"Go away!"
Looking at the boots that almost hit his nose, the collector finally chose to give up.
He got on his scooter and ran away.
Maybe I haven't heard anything outside for a long time. The half hidden door in the house was pushed open creaking.
A young man in his twenties came out of the door with a bottle of beer in his hand, but there was nothing youthful about him, just endless vicissitudes and decadence.
Seeing the notice of debt collection pressed at the door of his eyes, Shen Tu smiled helplessly and said to himself.
"Dude, maybe I can't help you. As you can see, I'm just a poor man who can only code. If you are in heaven, please bless me to make a fortune before the deadline!"
With that, Shen Tu drank all the wine in the bottle and then threw the bottle away.
With the bottle falling to the ground with a dull sound, Shen Tu lay on the floor with empty eyes and stared at the sky.
In fact, Shen Tu did not lose so much at the beginning.
As a passer-by, when he came here, he thought that the first thing was naturally to use the knowledge of previous lives to achieve success.
Unfortunately, the world is almost the same as the original world.
He could not find the point to use or copy, and naturally he could not copy the official documents.
Because I can't copy official documents, I can also do something else. It's no problem to make a small profit by using the known historical events.
But now the main problem is.
He can't leave the farm!
Yes, the predecessor of this body left him a huge farm.
But they are on the verge of bankruptcy and insolvent.
The only hope of the predecessor is to take back the farm, so as long as Shen Tu has the idea or action to leave the farm, he will have a headache, and then involuntarily sound a few thoughts in his mind.
"Please, save the farm!"
"Please, save the farm!"
So now we are in a classic dilemma.
Shen Tu needs to make money to save the farm, but if he wants to make money, he can get the farm, but it is painful to get out of the farm.
So after many attempts, Shen Tu collapsed.
He's starting to suck.
"Tired, destroy it!"
Shen Tu lay quietly on the ground, raised his palm above his head, and looked at the blue sky through the cracks of his fingertips.
Suddenly!
Shen Tu felt that a series of dark shadows suddenly flashed in front of him, and gradually became clear.
Just when Shen Tu thought he had something wrong, a prompt sound came from his ear.
[The system is starting...]
[Zhutian Wanjie prison system has been loaded...]
[Start scanning...... No suitable building found...... System startup failed...... Start initialization......]
[Initialization completed, degraded to original configuration]
[Small prison system startup completed]
[A novice gift pack and novice tasks are now available!]
[Please make efforts as soon as possible to upgrade to Zhutian Wanjie prison system!]
Looking at the flashing hints, Shen Tu was stunned for a long time.
"Huh?"
What's wrong with this system? If you can't find a suitable building yourself, you will downgrade my system. What's the reason!
unfair!
unfair!
Replay! Replay!
But the current system did not pay any attention to Shen Tu's complaint, as if it had not heard anything.
Unexpectedly, this system is still very cold.
The fruitless Shen Tu could only honestly click on the golden gift package suspended above the screen.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a mass production Paru ball!]
[Task] Own your own prison!
Task description: As a future prison governor, how can he not even have his own prison? Teenager, go fight!
"This is also a hint? Are you really mocking me?" Looking at the hint beside the task, Shen Tu could not help complaining.
After complaining, Shen Tu carefully examined the description of the task.
Your own prison?
Which means that you should be completely under your own control, and the ownership belongs to you alone?
But now I can't even get out of the farm. Where can I find my own prison!
Forget it, or else it will be rotten!
Just then, a prompt sound of the system came out of my ear.
[Ding! If the host cannot complete the first task within one month, the system will automatically shut down and leave permanently!]
Hearing the prompt sound of the system, Shen Tu was a bit dumbfounded.
"No, brother! I can't get out now! To say the least, even if I can get out, I can't contract a private prison!"
[Ding! The definition of prison is not limited!]
After hearing the prompt tone from the system, Shen Tu asked anxiously, "Don't play charades. Tell me more!"
However, no matter how Shen Tu asked, the system never said a word and returned to the previous high cold model.
Facing the pressure of life and death, Shen Tu had to sit up and start thinking.
In a popular sense, prison is the place where prisoners or slaves are held.
It is not limited to the kind of concrete prison in later film and television dramas. Even a room can be called a prison.
If we really trace back to the source, the earliest prison originated from the clumps of thorns in the Xia Dynasty, which were hard branches with sharp spines.
At first, it was to punish prisoners of war and slaves. Slave owners would go up the mountain to cut down jujube trees and weave them into walls, trapping prisoners in them, which is the most primitive prison.
in other words!
Now Shen Tu doesn't need to build or rob a formed prison. He just needs to find a house and name it a prison.
Shen Tu weakly told the system his guess.
[Ding! It's enough to detain criminals!]
After getting a systematic answer, Shen Tu jumped up from the ground excitedly.
Yeah!
But before Shen Tu was happy for too long, his face suddenly drooped.
Because it suddenly occurred to him that he could not find a decent house except the one he lived in.
So Shen Tu asked in a low voice, "System, is my present house OK?"
[Ding! No]
"Why! My house can also hold criminals! Why not?"
[Ding! No]
"You give me a reason. You can't be so dictatorial!"
[Ding! No]
Seeing the system where oil and salt could not enter, Shen Tu finally gave up the struggle and decided to work hard.
Since the house he lives in cannot be used, Shentu must find another house to complete the task as soon as possible.
Looking back at the owner's memory, Shen Tu found that the boy had almost sold out all the things that could be sold on the farm, and even there seemed to be no spare house.
Thinking of this, Shen Tu kicked the pillar beside him angrily.
"Putong!"
A U-shaped metal product in the shape of a magnet fell from the nearby post and almost hit Shen Tu's foot.
Shen Tu picked up the metal product and put it in his palm to watch repeatedly, carefully drawing a conclusion.
This It's like a horseshoe!
Thanks to Shen Tu of the previous generation, he often painted some videos of repairing horses' hooves on short videos, which can tell the origin of this disfigured metal.
Looking at the horseshoe in his hand, Shen Tu finally realized that he had a shabby stable.
It was only because he had not raised a horse for many years that he abandoned it for many years, which caused Shen Tu not to remember it immediately.
Shen Tu thought about the location of the stables in his mind, probably in the northeast corner of the farm.
The northeast corner of the farm used to be a very high-quality pasture, but the year before last the damned hurricane destroyed the ecological environment there, and now only a piece of wasteland is left.
Shen Tu walked to the small motorcycle at the door, carefully put on his helmet, and suddenly stopped when he was about to ride on it.
"Forget it, let's walk! It's all about making contributions to environmental protection, not because the motorcycle runs out of gas!"
It is about ten minutes away from the stable, and it is not very far.
Along the way, Shen Tu enjoyed the scenery along the way.
I have to say that the scenery of the farm is very good. If it can be opened in China, it may attract some tourists.
But here is a sparsely populated America. There are so many farms of this type that no one is willing to pay a penny to visit here.
When Shen Tu came to the gate of the stables, he could only sweat on his forehead.
This physical quality is much better than that of my previous life. If I go to code words now, it will be easy to do everyday?
Just as Shen Tu was about to open the gate of the stables to explore the truth, he suddenly heard a cough coming from inside.
Someone!
Why is there anyone here?
Shen Tu carefully looked through the crack of the door and saw a black man of about 34 years old lying on the grass, coughing constantly, with a bleeding white cloth wrapped around his arm, looking miserable.
The only lucky thing was that Shen Tu didn't see guns near the black people for the time being.
I don't know why, when Shen Tu saw the black man, an unknown anger came to his heart.
The broken idea in my mind appears again!
Only this time the words changed.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
When I recalled that I had just passed through, I found a very obvious bullet hole in the chest of my predecessor. According to the expression of such excitement of my predecessor's resentment, it is easy to guess that this person is the murderer who killed my predecessor!
After assessing the strength of both sides, Shen Tu didn't think he could defeat the black man in front of him 100%, let alone whether he had a gun.
But if he left like this, Shen Tu was not reconciled.
Because that means he gave up the task!
The system was abandoned.
What's more, he can't stand the fragmented thoughts in his mind!
This thing is more noisy than tinnitus.
So he had no choice but to kill this man!
When he was about to push the door to sneak in, he suddenly remembered that there was a mass production Paru ball in the novice gift bag.
It's you!
Go ahead!
After quietly opening a small gap, Shentu took out the mass production Paru ball and pointed it at the back of the black man.
Throw!
Two percent!
Sixty percent!
one hundred percent!
Capture succeeded!
