Hojo Natsuki picked clovers crazily, of course, in order to get the props for raising a frog for free.
He picked the first one, and a [Clover*1] appeared in the [Backpack] column. The icon style was similar to the clover icon in the frog breeding mode. He immediately selected the entire clover garden and picked it in batches.
The puppy plucking the clovers very quickly, leaving no marks. The number of clovers in the backpack increased rapidly, visibly to the naked eye.
After picking them all in one go, Hojo Natsuki frowned, realizing that things were not as simple as he had imagined.
Because the [Clover] icon is selected, a [Exchange] button appears next to it.
[Fresh green clover is the universal currency of this game [Owned: 588]]
[exchange]
[Clover [10 pieces]]
[Clover Bookmarks [20 pieces]]
[Clover Bells [25 pieces]]
The first item in the exchange column is also "Clover". This icon is finally exactly the same as the one in the development section. When you move your finger over it, a text description will appear: [Can be used in [Development] mode~]
In other words, the clovers from simulated operations can be exchanged for the clovers from frog farming, at a ratio of 10:1.
Hojo Natsuki seemed to be thinking about something.
The growth cycle of crops in the business simulation is similar to that in reality, except that the flow rate between the game and reality is 3:1, so they grow a little faster; because this species has been collected, a picture of a clover has been added to the illustration column of the backpack, and there is a text description of its growth cycle: [Germinates on the 7th day, can be picked on the 30th day].
It grows quite fast!
Or maybe he could contract several thousand acres of land to plant clover, and arrange for the frogs to organize each frog to do an extra 6 hours of voluntary labor per week in addition to their working hours to help him pick clover
However, on his game panel, there are only things related to the organization, such as the tasks assigned to everyone by the organization, research institutes, affiliated companies, etc. He cannot easily control things that are not related to the organization. He needs to study this matter carefully.
At worst, we can just set up a Clover Corporation
On second thought, there must be a better way.
This isn't free, isn't it inappropriate
After pulling out the grass, the Boss was clean and walked forward with his hands behind his back.
Rum breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't ask for such an absurd request as planting frogs in the field. He stared at Boss's back, fearing that he would suddenly turn around and say something even more bizarre and terrifying.
He looked at it for a long time and suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Where did Boss hide those clovers? The pockets on his windbreaker are flat, and so are the cuffs... Wait, he didn’t stuff them into the frog mask, did he
Rum was really choked, but Rum didn't dare to ask.
His phone vibrated, and he looked down at the message, gathering his scattered thoughts and saying seriously, "Boss, Jäger said he'll be there in ten minutes."
Boss responded calmly: "Oh."
This message stopped the Boss from continuing his patrol, and he turned around and walked back.
Rum followed him closely. Occasionally, there were researchers who came out to take a breath and take a walk in the institute campus. When they saw them from afar, they couldn't help but take a few more glances. Rum hunched his shoulders, pretending that he was not the second-in-command, and then prayed that the boss would pay as much attention to privacy as Mr. Karasuma did and not meet people casually in the future.
Boss was drinking tea leisurely and waiting for Jägermeister.
About seven or eight minutes later, Jäger took the elevator upstairs and appeared in front of the Boss.
He joined the organization at the same time as Pisco and was about the same age, in his early sixties, with gray hair on his temples. He looked in good spirits, knocked on the door in a neither servile nor arrogant manner, and bowed to the Boss.
Rum frowned and stared at Jäger. For some reason, he couldn't shake off the sense of disharmony.
He and this man have never gotten along well. Mr. Karasuma knew this and made a special distinction in their work arrangements. In addition, both of them were in high positions and had no need to personally handle many organizational matters. Therefore, Rum might not see Jägermeister once every three or four years.
The "Jagermeister" in front of me is the same height and appearance as I remember, but...
"Are you Jägermeister?" Rum smiled wryly, stepped forward and stood in front of Boss. "You are a little different from before, old friend."
"Yager" laughed twice: "I knew that our meeting would be unhappy. Do you suspect that I am in disguise?"
He pulled the skin on the side of his cheek and said provocatively, "Do you want to try it yourself to see if this is real human skin?"
Rum snorted coldly and glanced at Boss's reaction. The other party was still drinking tea calmly without any special expression, so he remained silent.
[The [Pangolin] who plays the role of [Jager] successfully deceived the guard! ]
[Pangolin] is getting closer and closer to you! 100m, 50m, 10m, 5m... ]
[Be careful! The security guards have confiscated the hand grenades and pistols on the [pangolin], but it still carries enough high-powered mini-explosives to completely blow up an entire room! It has no intention of returning alive! ]
[Be careful! The [pangolin] is coming! ]
Hojo Natsuki was so sleepy that he yawned while waiting for the phone screen to refresh.
In the meeting room, the little frogs of the action team surrounded the puppy Boss, staring at the enemy eagerly.
The door opens—
An old white-haired frog walked in.
When it first appeared, its name and species flashed slightly in the form of a cursor above its head.
[Pangolin][Species: Pangolin]
Hojo Natsuki: “?”
Take another look and yes, the pangolin is an old frog.
Isn't this a frog?! What does this have to do with pangolins?!
If I recall carefully, there is a paragraph in the system description that roughly means "[pangolin] had plastic surgery", but a pangolin turned into a frog is too weird!!! Can this also be called plastic surgery? ? Why
Hojo Natsuki was originally very sleepy, but he was woken up by the "pointing at the frog and talking about the pangolin" scene in the game.
[Rumquaw]: Are you really Jägermeister
[Pangolin]: I knew that our meetings would always be unpleasant...
Rumquat and Pangolin exchanged a few barbs with each other, and the relationship between them did not seem to be very good, so the scene soon became quiet.
[Pangolin] Walked up to the puppy Boss with a disrespectful attitude.
[Pangolin]: Are you the new Boss? I didn't expect you to be so young. I'm Jägermeister. Please give me your guidance.
Hojo Natsuki couldn't stand the fake frog being so arrogant in front of him, and replied coldly: [Are you Jägermeister? I didn't expect you to be so old. When do you want to be buried? What kind of flowers do you like for your funeral? ]
Being so rude, Pangolin naturally didn't even bother to pretend anymore and immediately revealed a ferocious smile.
It fished out a string from its pointed mouth. There was a thin ring on the string, like the pull ring of a grenade!
The expressions of the surrounding quacks suddenly changed, revealing a tense defensive posture.
Hojo Natsuki controlled the dog and waved his paw at them calmly: [Don't be impatient, let it finish talking]
[Pangolin]: Hehe…
[[Pangolin] takes action! ]
Just when Hojo Natsuki thought that he was going to start playing Taiko no Tatsujin again, the game screen suddenly changed -
It became Minesweeper.
It is a puzzle game that comes with the Windows system. You have to flip over blocks but avoid bomb blocks (…). Even the interface of “number card – yellow smiley face – number card” is exactly the same, except that the yellow smiley face in the middle has been replaced by a stick figure of a pangolin.
Hojo Natsuki became interested and started playing seriously. He had played it several times when he was a child to kill time. Minesweeper is ultimately a mathematical reasoning game that requires logical reasoning with the help of numbers and symbols - this is his strong point - to defuse bombs and find all safe areas.
He played with great gusto for a while and passed the game very smoothly.
System: [Scan
Lei succeeded!]
Hojo Natsuki immediately typed a mocking message, and the puppy followed suit with a very arrogant gesture: [Can you only yell? ]
[Pangolin]: Haha, I will definitely die, but you guys can’t even think about living!!
In a flash, [Pangolin] had a ferocious expression, grabbed the pull ring, and pulled it suddenly!
[Pangolin]: Hahahaha, Master Yeger, my mission...
Ten seconds passed and nothing happened.
Half a minute passed... One minute passed...
The smile on the pangolin's face froze, and it exclaimed in disbelief: "Impossible, how is it possible? Why did the bomb fail?!"
How boring.
Several quacks surrounded it and restrained it. The pangolin lay on the ground helplessly and cursed furiously, but the noise gradually became weaker.
[The [pangolin] plan failed, it bit through the poison hidden in its tooth socket and died! ]
[Rumquat]: Boss, Jägermeister committed suicide
Hojo Natsuki: “…”
—But this isn’t Jägermeister, this is a Stand Attack! This is a Pangolin!
oh.
etc…
Everyone thought the pangolin was Jägermeister, so if the pangolin died, wouldn't the real Jägermeister become a substitute
As the boss, Hojo Natsuki can only order "organization members" and "mercenaries" to do things. He originally planned to hire a group of small animals to plant clover, but now...
[Jagermeister] is still in his employee list and is available for dispatch. You can also see its position because it defected from the organization. Its name is red, representing the hatred value. But that is not the point. The point is... the salary line says [0].
—No money! This frog works for free!
Hojo Natsuki smelled the scent of free labor and began to think like a capitalist.
Anyway, the frog is already dead in front of outsiders. Why not hunt down Jäger, capture it, lock it up in a field, and make it plant and harvest clover day and night? Wouldn't it be possible to have a useful employee, not spend any money, and still earn the clover from the lyre frog
(Universe frog sublimation.jpg)
If there are more traitors like this in the future, we can develop a clover planting and picking company!
Hojo Natsuki suddenly realized something and felt very happy, so he decided to do it.
The "Jagermeister" on the ground struggled for a while, then dropped his head to the ground and completely lost consciousness.
Boss tapped his fingers on the table and asked in a gentle voice, "Jagermeister is the founder who founded the organization with Mr. Karasuma, right?"
Hojo Natsuki looked through the list of "Contribution Value" of the organization and found that the old thing Jäger was ranked 8th. Such a hard-working old frog must be able to take good care of the clover field, right? He couldn't wait to catch it and bring it back to work!
Everyone present looked at each other, and no one dared to respond.
Rum, who had the highest status, had no choice but to answer, "Yes."
"How pitiful." Boss stood up and said slowly, "The merits and demerits offset each other, that's all. ... We'll hold a funeral for it, and all code members who have time to spare must attend."
He turned to Rum and said, "If there are any new talents with potential, bring them to the funeral so I can meet them."
—Old Guadeng, be smart! Call the frog! Do you understand
However, this sentence could be understood when separated separately, but when put together, it confused everyone present.
Rum: “… ?”
Everyone present: “???”
—Help, what is the Boss saying? !
His behavior is as strange as his frog mask!
When did their organization have the custom of holding funerals for their members? Didn't they just throw them into the river or burn them?!
Rum coughed and pretended to be calm and said, "You all heard the boss's order. Get ready... Funeral."
As the second-in-command of the winery, he had gone through so many ups and downs over the years and had killed so many people, so naturally his funeral would be... That being said, how should he prepare for it
Rum top
Zhang had a calm face and thought in despair - it would be better to plant frogs in the fields.
Hojo Natsuki didn't care whether they were extremely surprised or not. He assigned the task and switched directly back to the development mode.
Surprisingly, the harp frog was still at home, which was a rare sight for a little frog that was never at home.
The game time is also at night. It lies on the bed and reads a book, nodding its head as if it is about to fall asleep.
—The frog actually reads a book on its own initiative
Naturally, it still didn't reply to the bunch of messages that flooded the screen.
Hojo Natsuki looked at the sleepy little frog for a long time, a smile appeared on his face, and he poked it - there was no reason, he was just bored and wanted to play with it.
The sleepy frog was poked awake in an instant, its poker face was cold and smelly, as if it was ready to scratch him hard.
It asked fiercely: [What are you doing]
Xia Shu replied: [Why aren’t you sleeping yet? ]
As usual, he asked narcissistically: [You are so sleepy but still not sleeping, are you waiting for news from me? Here I come!]
During the whole day in the game, he was busy playing the simulation management mode and really didn't play with the frog much.
[Gin]: What does it have to do with you
Qinwa denied it very quickly. He picked up the book with his paws and threw it casually to the bedside. Then he turned off the bedside lamp and rolled himself into the quilt, leaving his chubby back to him. The whole set of movements was smooth and flowing, and it was a textbook-level question.
[Gin]：Don’t make noise
[Gin]：I'm sleeping
Hojo Natsuki was sure that he couldn't let it have its wish, and thought about doing something to bully it, but he had no idea for the moment, so he had to poke it again, leaving a small dent on the quilt, but the frog was as hard as iron and refused to pay any attention to him.
Let’s forget about it today.
He was also a little sleepy.
Late at night always makes people hesitate and weak, and do some unusual things. Xia Shu yawned, and his tormenting mind also stopped, and he began to type seriously.
The phone next to the pillow vibrated twice, which was particularly noticeable in the dark night.
Kurosawa Jin didn't want to pay attention to it, and put off reading the news until tomorrow, trying to hypnotize himself... But his consciousness became clearer and clearer.
He took a deep breath, as if accepting his fate, and lifted a corner of the quilt, reluctantly reaching out his hand—
[Natsuki]: I’m sorry. Did I ignore you today? Please forgive me.
[Natsuki]：Oh yeah! I remember now!
[Natsuki]：The previous question has not been answered yet, about the one we met
[Natsuki]: I'm far, far away from Gin-chan, farther than many dashes put together.
[Natsuki]: But I can always see you
[Natsuki]: I believe we will meet soon =w=
Kurosawa Jin stared at the screen, read the three lines of text several times, and let out a light sneer.
—You are being sentimental again.
No one was looking forward to meeting him.
Kurosawa Jin turned off the screen and put his phone back in place. His wounds had not healed yet. He had been out once today to solve a problem left over from before, and soon returned from the mission. But it was not an easy job. His mind and body were always in a state of high tension, and the sequelae was double fatigue.
He closed his eyes.
This time, as if some kind of burden had been lifted off my shoulders, the belated sleepiness came over me like a tide, and I fell asleep almost the moment I closed my eyelids.
(End of this chapter)