People live to be happy, and play games to have fun. Now this rebellious frog makes him a little dissatisfied.
Qinwa, you rejected a player's gift! (God's love.jpg)
If the frog can pack 50 crepes into several bags and throw them out, how about 100 durians? It will take several bags to throw them out, right
Durian is expensive, costing 200 thai clovers each.
With the mentality of "If I'm not happy, you little frog won't have a good life either", Hojo Natsuki decisively opened the clover purchase interface.
As a cadre of the port mafia, he is not short of money, and the money he spends on krypton gold may not be enough to buy a meal.
[Do you want to purchase 6480 clovers? [Y/N]]
[Redirecting to payment interface... ]
[Recharge successful]
[Your 6480 clover has arrived. ]
Hojo Natsuki decided to be a little more polite to the froglets and buy twenty of them first.
The backpack was scratched by the frog, and the only place to put things in the house was the small table.
The imported durian was so big and fleshy that it naturally could not fit on an old square desk, so it rolled to the ground. The durian shell cracked and the whole room was filled with a fragrant yet smelly odor.
For durian lovers, this is a carnival; for those who hate durian, there is no more terrible punishment than this, hell is empty, and the devil is in my house.
A few minutes ago, Qinwa went out to throw away the garbage with a few bags of crepes.
Hojo Natsuki looked through the mall during the waiting time. It must be said that this mall is very comprehensive. It sells regular food and daily necessities, but you can also buy tanks and sniper rifles.
What can a frog with a sniper rifle do? Can a small frog with short claws still shoot a sniper
There is a column called [Communication].
The game level is not high enough, and the last few 'communication' items are locked, so you can only see the first three.
The third one should be the exclusive online communication equipment that the system has just promoted.
[This game’s exclusive communication APP]
[Introduction: Make phone calls, send text messages, and unlock the video call function when the favorability reaches the standard]
[What's wrong with the dimensional wall? Can't we chat across the dimensional wall?]
Is this really just a matter of the dimensional wall? It's strange for humans to communicate with a stick figure frog.
It should be a chatbot developed by the company itself.
The price tag is quite high, costing 880,000 clover.
[The Frog is back]
[The [Frog] refused the [Durian] you bought for it and thought you wanted to harm it]
[[Qin Frog] Favorability -50]
The frog stood at the door for a moment with a blank expression, as if assessing the situation. After a minute, it moved.
This shabby basement was only a dozen square meters, and the durians were piled all over the floor, like landmines. The nimble frogs stepped on the gaps between the durians and scurried around the room.
It quickly packed up the things hidden under the table and in the wall compartments, as well as the clothes hanging on the clothesline, then carefully cleaned up all traces of its life and left without looking back.
[[Qinwa] decided to move]
The driver called Natsuki's attention back, "Mr. Hojo, we're here."
The car stopped in front of a villa with a small garden, which was his residence.
Hojo Natsuki quit the game, got out of the car and walked through the gate. The hired nanny did her job conscientiously. He said an hour ago that he would be back for dinner, and now there were several hot meals on the table.
After dinner, he spent several hours in his private workshop in the basement, writing and deleting code, with the cursor stuck on the same interface for a long time.
I've been working overtime so much lately that I'm questioning my life. I'm really not in good shape.
So he decided to have a good rest, took a shower, lay down on the bed, and opened "Travel Frog" again.
The frog was communicating with a dragonfly, and the bubble dialog box next to its body was written with animal words that Xia Shu could not understand.
Frog: *&%&
Dragonfly: *#￥@
%&
Frog: *&%&￥
Dragonfly: *…! … &
The two sides chatted for a while and must have reached some kind of consensus. The frog carried its big bag and moved into its new home.
The conditions in this room are much better than those in the basement. Although the room is also quite small, at least there is a small window which allows light and ventilation.
[[Qinwa] found [Dragonfly Agency] and rented an old house. He didn’t plan to go back to the weird basement.]
Hojo Natsuki suddenly realized that this was a big problem. He opened the customer service interface and typed in the question: [Does Frog have money? ]
The AI customer service retrieved the keyword and replied: [The quacks are working hard to make a living. When players don’t feed them, they will work and earn money to enrich their piggy banks.]
Hojo Natsuki: [I think this is unreasonable]
AI customer service: [Transferring you to human customer service... ]
Hojo Natsuki stated his reasoning: [If frogs can earn money to support themselves, what is the point of players spending money to raise frogs? This goes against the underlying logic of the cultivation game]
The inhumane suggestion came out immediately: "I will confiscate all his private money. Every time Qinwa earns money from working, he must hand over 90% of the head tax to me. He has no right to take over my business and directly obtain food without my purchase path. This is a contempt for the rights of players. Therefore, in addition to the daily supplies I provide to him for free, if he wants to get extra food, he must pay me the money he earns from working, and I will go to the mall to buy it for him."
Manual customer service: [… Dear, this game is not a capitalist simulator? ]
Manual customer service: [Please be friendly with your Guagua]
Hojo Natsuki was not satisfied with this Tai Chi response. Since he was not satisfied, he was going to mess with the little frog.
The frog had just moved into its new home. It walked around the house carefully and explored the house carefully. Only then did it feel relieved and put down its big package, sorting the items and clothes inside.
The weak little animal looked so cute even when it was alert. Seeing it trying to scout its surroundings to better protect itself, Xia Shu almost couldn't bear it and decided not to bully it anymore.
Then the frog took something out of the package and put it on its body. Its movements were so fast that Xia Shu couldn't see clearly.
It seemed to be getting ready to go out, perhaps to work and earn some money.
Hojo Natsuki's sympathy only lasted for a few seconds. Seeing it relieved and ready to go out to do other things, he couldn't help but feel itchy.
It was busy moving, so it must have not eaten for a long time, right
He opened the mall and bought a [Premium Wagyu Bento].
The frog boy, who was walking to the door, quickly turned around, and his already unhappy expression became even more alert. He stood there thinking for a while, went to the table, opened the lunch box, leaned in to smell it, and closed it again.
A line of small bubbles emerged from the side of its face: [Who are you? ]
[[Qin Frog] Favorability -50]
[Effective communication can promote the relationship between the owner and pet. Do you want to buy the game's exclusive online communication equipment for [Qin Frog]? [Y/N]]
Hojo Natsuki curled the corners of his mouth in a very cold manner.
His favorability has dropped again, and you still want him to spend money to buy communication equipment to be a victim
He opened the [Communication] column of the mall. The cheapest item there was the [Disposable Message Board]. He still had some clovers left after buying the lunch boxes, enough to buy this.
Since Frog asked the question sincerely—
Kurosawa Jin is currently fourteen years old, the age when an ordinary boy goes to junior high school.
But he sat at the table, thinking seriously about the problem that had been bothering him for several days - how to kill the leader of the gang he belonged to.
The light in the basement was depressing, shining on the boy's cold white skin, making his features appear even deeper and straighter; there was a light white scar on his forehead that had just fallen off, adding a bit of silence and coldness to his temperament.
The silver hair is neither long nor short, just the right length to tie up.
Hair Growth
It was not Kurosawa Jin's original intention.
First of all, haircuts in Tokyo are too expensive. Even a regular haircut without washing costs 1,500 yuan; if you do it yourself, it is difficult to trim it neatly and beautifully unless it is a flat buzz cut.
Of course, more importantly, he couldn't stand a stranger putting a sharp object close to his neck and head, let alone for ten minutes.
Kurosawa Jin supported his chin with one hand, thinking seriously.
The changes started from this moment.
He heard a slight noise coming from the bag he had placed on the table, so he opened it and saw that there was a cream pastry simply wrapped in plastic paper in the bag.
Of course, it is impossible that Kurosawa Jin bought this himself. He doesn't like sweet food and would not waste money on food that is not enough to fill his stomach and is not cheap.
He tipped over his backpack, spilling the cream waffles onto the floor.
Is this a warning from someone
The assassination plan was only in the planning stage. Who had seen through it
However, before Kurosawa Jin could figure out who was threatening him, another cream waffle popped out of the bag.
Kurosawa Jin: “…”
He poured it out again.
Even though he was the only one in the room, food kept coming out of his backpack.
He turned the lining of the backpack inside out and cut it with a knife, but it failed to stop the increasingly severe supernatural phenomena.
As the waffles gradually piled up into a small hill on the ground, even Kurosawa Jin, who was completely disrespectful of supernatural beings, had to admit that this was absolutely not something that could be done by human power, but a real supernatural event.
Kurosawa Jin left the room without hesitation. According to a common saying, ghosts can only haunt in a certain area. Perhaps the area defined by the "ghost" was the basement he rented.
Sure enough, as soon as he stood at the door, the number of waffles stopped increasing.
Tsk. Ghost.
A useless person who cannot protect anything during his lifetime will accumulate resentment after his death, and can only helplessly disturb the living for pleasure after losing everything, like a rat in a sewer.
Kurosawa Jin walked back and touched the cream waffle on the top.
The waffles slid down the hill, and he stepped back cautiously, ready to flee this haunted space at any time.
Recalling the soft touch just now, it should be ordinary food, and there is still a bit of sweet fragrance on my fingertips.
Kurosawa Jin made a judgment and finally picked up the cream waffles. He smelled them and found that the smell was normal. He put the remaining waffles in a garbage bag and a torn backpack and took them out to throw away.
Perhaps this useless ghost is unable to cause any substantial harm, so it uses this method to tease humans.
No matter what, this house can no longer be lived in.
After throwing away the garbage, Kurosawa Jin just walked back to the corridor and smelled a faint stench from afar.
He pinched his nose and walked forward step by step.
I found durians all over the ground.
Kurosawa Jin: “…”
Kurosawa Jin stood there expressionless for a moment, and in his heart he skinned the invisible psychopathic ghost alive in various ways. Then he started to pack up his things, erased all traces of his life, and quickly left the small basement where he had lived for half a month.
The new residence is an old house with small windows, and we have to go to the rooftop to hang clothes, so the price is relatively cheap.
Seeing that he was young, the landlord thought that he did not understand the market and wanted to raise the price to cheat the child. However, Kurosawa Jin gave him a few words and he was speechless and handed over the keys in dismay.
Kurosawa Jin searched the house carefully inside and out, confirming that there were no eavesdropping devices installed, and that the corridors and windowsills would be convenient for escape in the event of an ambush. Only then did he unpack his packages and officially move into his new home.
This room faces south and should have nothing to do with words like "yin energy".
He grabbed a saber, hid it in his boots, and prepared to go out to take on some mission.
However, there was a sudden rustling sound behind him, as if someone had gently placed something on the table. Kurosawa Jin turned around and saw a bento box appear out of thin air on the table.
Convenience
This is a high-end bento you won’t find at a Lidian store. The texture of the beef is clearly visible, with just the right amount of fat and lean meat, and it’s steaming hot with an alluring aroma.
Kurosawa Jin was very angry, and he was also very hungry, so he became even angrier.
He asked coldly, "Who are you?"
A few seconds later, the lunch box floated into the air. The house had not been cleaned for a while, and there was a light layer of dust on the table.
There is an invisible hand, dipping water and writing on the table, the pen moves quickly.
He heard Kurosawa Jin's question and responded in this way. The man wrote down stroke by stroke -
-your dad.
(End of this chapter)