"Si..."

The lamb who was scared by my expression not only did not change, but also almost urinated on my shoes.

...If it remains unchanged, it will remain unchanged. Why do you piss me? I just look so diuretic?

When he put the little lamb back on the ground, it seemed as if it had caused trouble. It hid next to Gulado, found a corner and crawled in, and refused to come out no matter how hard it was.

Since Gulado can accept this little thing, let it live here. Isn’t it just a portion of grass rations? If you can still milk and cut hair when you grow up, you will never lose money.

What's more, my pasture is not that simple. The animals I raise are just icing on the cake. It really depends on the plants in the pasture!

I am ambitiously pushing open the warehouse door and...

I saw lush weeds and shrubs growing without any trace of crops.

"Plant! You have to plant crops! If this continues, I will become a pasture here!"

I punched the door frame and rushed out of the ranch in a hurry.

To farm, you must first have seeds.

To buy seeds, you need to be rich.

If you want to have money, you must first find your goal.

If you have to set up an ambush on the target's must-pass place, knock the target out of the task, and then send suspicious letters to their homes, the money will automatically appear on my account.

The most important thing is to warn the other party, once you call the police, tear the tickets immediately, use a decisive warning to stop them from taking chances, and do what I said...

...Did I think something was wrong?

In short, it is always right to find rich people first.

"Bang bang bang."

I punched my fists repeatedly on the door of Thomas's train, making ten deafening sounds that I was about to hit.

Even with such a knock on the door, it took the fat mayor ten minutes to get up and open the door for me.

"Marcus, it's you... I came to me so early and what's the matter...yawn..."

A distinct red mark was printed on Mayor Thomas's face, and it was obvious that his sleeping appearance was not very good.

I showed a kind smile and asked, "Master, as the safety assistant, I am here to remind you. I wonder what level of typhoon resistance in your house is?"

Thomas said in a daze: "The Union's unified standard in the East Outer Sea is Level 10, what's wrong?"

I thought about it, "According to your sleeping level, I suggest that you strengthen your house to withstand a typhoon of seventeenth level - otherwise one day when you wake up, you may find that you are blown to an uninhabited island and can only be with parrots and goats."

Thomas's face turned dark and he was about to close the door, "If you talk nonsense, I will close the door! You should know that every day's sleep is very precious. Doctor Dort told me that I must sleep for 20 hours a day..."

"Tell me first, what color does Doctor Dort's hair have?"

Thomas hesitated for a while, "...Golden?"

I kicked on the door.

"It's a black bastard! You're dreaming every day, and you've got a doctor's advice in your dream to guide you in your sleep plan every day, right?"

Good guy, if he lets him sleep like this, he will probably have his roommate Harris in his dream, the tavern of the boss Dart in his dream, and even the ore town in his dream, which will evolve into a dream and world, and become a self-consistent system.

The end of this behavior, will it be possible to sleep with an existence similar to the Marvel multiverse? After all, everything is in dreams, the world is always suffering, and the years are always long...

"Repay the money!"

I spread my hands.

Thomas retreated back and shrank his head, "What's the money?"

I gritted my teeth and said, "I'm owing my salary! Do you know that the country has issued a law? It's prohibited to owe migrant workers' wages! If you want to cheat, I'll let you see what a working person means."

Thomas was surrounded by me and didn't react, but I immediately added a crucial sentence, "Yes, you are a worker."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to..."

The next second after my death notice was issued, he gave up his plan to eat his empty salary to the end, took a wallet from the house, opened it and started counting the money.

I quickly snatched the wallet from his hand, and stuffed it into my pocket without looking at it.

"No need to forget it. Including my work-loss subsidy, meal-loss subsidy, communication subsidy, bus reform subsidy, and urban commuter subsidy, these add up just enough!"

"Where does the commuting cost come from the countryside like us? Return the money to me quickly!"

Thomas chased after me excitedly, but I turned around and ran away with my wallet in my arms.

What a joke, can you still take out the things that have entered the sheriff's pocket?

The thief took out other people's things from his pocket, and the sheriff stuffed other people's things into his pocket, without any problem.

What's more, there is a dispute between the mayor and the sheriff in the town. Can this be considered a case? At most, it is an internal conflict in the bureaucratic system, and federal officials can't help it even when they come.

Just look at whether Li Yunlong robbed the equipment of the 358th Regiment. Is it possible to return it to Chu Yunfei? Even if the victim comes to him, he will be scolded, "Chu Yunfei is a slave of three surnames, a villain with no faith and no righteousness. What's wrong with me robbing him?"

After hearing this, Lu Bu praised him.

As a soldier, you must have backbone.

Such a thick wallet should be enough for me to buy a lot of seeds, right?

There are more economic crops, so it depends on this wave of wealth!

The fat Thomas was wearing pajamas and slippers, and obviously couldn't catch up with me, a long-distance running athlete who was comparable to Sun Yuanliang. After only one and a half circles around the town, I was completely lost.

I looked at the intersection carefully and when I was sure that no one noticed it, I immediately turned into Kalian's grocery store.

…………

This grocery store is still in its elegant and solemn architectural style, mixed with a lot of unnecessary vulgar decorations, which has lowered the taste of the grand house more than just a little bit.

The beautiful milky white marble floor must be covered with bright carpets. There are strange silk cloth hanging on the Roman columns at the door. The leaf-appreciating plants in the column basin are also replaced by large red flowers. The minaret is covered with their own quilts...

Although Boss Jeff is timid, his attainments in painting are not superficial. The life of a playboy in his early years should also ensure his aesthetic taste. How could he turn the house into this...

Could it be that the problem arises from the timidity?

I knocked on the door but no one responded, so I simply pushed the door open and wanted to find the seeds of crops I wanted in the hall. But as soon as I entered the door, I heard the intense voices coming from the kitchen.

"I've said that Karen and I don't like this dish, so why do they still appear in the kitchen!"

...Family dispute?

Then I heard the boss Jeff wincingly, "I...I forgot..."

The voice in the room became even more angry, "There is also the money for Karen to study in the city! Why is there only half of it left!"

Boss Jeff became even more trepidated, "I had stocked up on food... Who knew that Zach had shipped things later and lowered the price and lost it..."

Good, you Jeff, a business genius who sells high and buys low. He even makes money from his fellow villagers. Do you think you have a good life and want to try the proletarian iron fist beaten?

The powerful female voice in the room was a little unfamiliar. The voice was somewhat similar to Karen's strength, but the tone was louder. Every sentence was firm and indecisive.

I looked around the house and couldn't help but ask, "Boss! Where are the goods here? Why are the shelves empty!"

Hearing my voice, the quarrel in the kitchen came to an end. With the frequent footsteps, a middle-aged woman with a woman's hairstyle walked out of the house. She was wearing a blue jacket and tall. Her eyebrows looked exactly like Karen.

"Hello, are you Karen's mother?"

I quickly greeted.

I have long heard that at the peak of power at Boss Jeff's house, it is better to be careful when he can dominate this family.

The woman raised her eyebrows and her expression became more similar to Karen.

"Hello, I am Karen's mother Shasha. You are the Marcus that Karen often mentions? It's true that he is a spiritual young man."

As one of the top ten outstanding old, middle-aged and young people in the town (I really had to add up to ten people), it was normal to be recognized at a glance, but why does Karen's mother's attitude seem to be wrong?

I said, "You are kind, just call me Xiaoma."

Shaxia: “…”

Karen's mother was silent for a while and suddenly said, "You have met Rhodes recently?"

I heard that the families who moved to Mining Town earlier had a good relationship, but I didn’t expect that there was really someone who cared about Mr. Rhode, who had been in hiding for a long time. But your husband is still by your side. Is it really good to care so blatantly?

Boss Jeff, be strong! Put on the hat!

I said vaguely, "Some are just one-time relationships, and I didn't say anything if I was too far away..."

Ms. Shaxia glanced at me and said disdainfully, "I didn't expect that guy was still alive. I thought he had died in some corner... I was clearly alive, but I haven't come back to see Lilya for so many years?"

Boss Jeff, who walked out of the kitchen, may have been following the friendship between men and plucking his courage, "Don't say that, Shasha Rhode must have his own difficulties in running around for many years. With his feelings for Liliya, he will never let go of his care..."

But this defense was only sneered by Ms. Sha Xia, "Doubt? Then is it reasonable for him to throw his son and daughter into the town and ignore him for so long?"

Boss Jeff was so scared that he quickly lowered his head because he found that his wife's stern eyes had turned to him again, "I'm warning you once, Jeff! If our daughter cannot receive college education because of your stupidity, I will throw you onto the cargo ship to work hard to make money!"

I said gloatingly, "Ms. Shasha, this is not appropriate. Boss Jeff's physique is not enough for Zach to eat."

Karen's mother said, "Hmph, he was still keen on sailing adventures in his early years. Isn't this the life he yearned for?"

After saying that, he walked by us angrily and returned to the upper floor, but when he passed by me, he also said to me, "Don't learn from that bastard Rhode."

I was confused - what does this have to do with me? Can the map cannon still be opened like this? Even if I want to learn, where should I go? Is there such a quantum fluctuation crash course?
To be continued...