Chapter 107: “People are enthusiastic and speak nicely.”

After the revised Second Economic Law was sent to every player through their bracelets, Zu Qisheng had already returned home.

There were four people in total, two by two, separated by a distance.

The subtle atmosphere became more and more strange with the ticking of the clock on the wall.

Zu Qisheng was quickly browsing the explosive news online.

He was already used to keeping up with the latest information and maintaining a keen sense of change.

Zu Qian was sitting in another corner of the sofa, his face dark, not saying a word.

Meng Yu'an was clearly thinking, his expression as serious as if he were facing a murder scene, with three corpses in front of him, and he couldn't find any clues pointing to the murderer.

“Yu Yan… Yu Yan said with a slight tremble, Little Zu, are you hungry? How about I make you a bowl of instant noodles…”

Zu Qian actually gave him a face: “I want a sausage.”

“Okay, okay, no problem.”

Yu Yan immediately slipped into the open kitchen and got busy.

He had some instant noodles in stock, which he had bought to fill his own stomach.

The two brothers usually didn't even look at them.

As for the sausage, isn't a ham sausage a sausage after it's been grilled?

No problem at all!

Yu Yan started to get busy.

He didn't know what he could be busy with, but being busy meant he didn't have to participate in the endless silence in the center of the living room.

“You had the Financial Street cancel the upper limit on bets in the investment center.”

Meng Yu'an spoke first.

There was no need to name names to know who he was talking to.

“The players think you want to squeeze the Financial Street dry of its last resources. They thought you represented all the players, but you only represent Zu Qisheng. The players are all very disappointed in you.”

Zu Qisheng grunted in agreement, his fingers tapping rapidly on the keyboard: “I saw it.”

It wasn't just disappointment.

They were desperate to witness the collapse of the Financial Street, to see the towering authority bitten to death by a swarm of insects.

The players didn't care about their own ending.

At worst, they would go bankrupt.

They would fall on the ruins, and let the new bugs step on their bodies, and finally, they would all fall together.

Zu Qisheng just hadn't done what they had expected.

His name was still hanging in the most conspicuous position on all the platforms.

A few hours ago, Zu Qisheng was a banner held high in the dark night.

The players were happy to use all their strength to illuminate his every detail.

Now, the players wanted the banner to pay the price for playing with them.

“Canceling the upper limit is one thing. I also had the Financial Street restrict the invitation of new players.”

Zu Qisheng said, “Only when a player goes bankrupt can the Financial Street replenish its players; the total number of players on the Financial Street is roughly stable.”

“The Financial Street is still in a state of bankruptcy. Before the debts are paid off, all the players' bankruptcy liquidations have been delayed. Do you even know what you’re doing?”

Meng Yu'an said word for word, “You first made them fanatical, and then you made them angry. You also blocked the vicious punishment and created a riot environment and you’re even letting them tear each other apart like you’re raising gu!”

If Zu Qisheng wanted to maintain his management rights on the Financial Street, then he couldn't let the Financial Street earn too much.

The method was actually proposed by the Financial Street itself.

More players, more lives, more wealth.

Just reject them all.

And what Meng Yu'an cared about was always human life.

He couldn't stand the chaos under the change of order.

On the computer screen, Zu Qisheng filtered out the news with the loudest volume.

The players were venting everywhere.

They smashed the shop windows, grabbed the NPCs’ hair and dragged them onto the street.

The violence that had been suppressed for too long was fully released.

The NPCs were still repeating the lines they had been set: “What service do you need?”

The investment center was deserted, and the player center was already in a mess.

Losing a game would still result in the loss of a 10,000 deposit, but attacking a player directly didn't come with a price at least not now so why play by the rules?

As for the exchange.

Shen Yu had died at the hands of the players on his way to the exchange.

He should have gone to the exchange directly from the banquet, not walked on the street.

His face was not unfamiliar to the public.

Apart from the cliché story of the brothers, the other tag that ordinary players had for him was: the person who took away our opportunities.

It had happened very quickly.

A person had passed by, and then Shen Yu had fallen.

He was still emitting the red light of being transferred into the exchange.

The golden leaf that represented him had also withered.

No one knew who had killed him, just as no one knew what he had wanted to do at the exchange.

Zu Qisheng closed his laptop.

“You seem to think that I guided it.”

He pushed up his glasses and asked Meng Yu'an, “Brother Meng, everyone here has blood on their hands. If you can’t satisfy every single one of them, they will come up and chew up your corpse.”

Just as Yu Yan came over with a large bowl of instant noodles, Meng Yu'an lowered his voice: “Blood on their hands… Yu Yan too?”

Zu Qian said faintly: “Yu Yan is an exception.”

Yu Yan, who felt that he had been kicked in the middle of nowhere: “?”

Yu Yan: “Little Zu, your instant noodles.”

Zu Qian sniffed: “Where’s the sausage I wanted?”

“It’s grilled, it’s grilled. I grilled it myself. Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside.”

Yu Yan placed the bowl on the coffee table and stuffed the chopsticks into his hand.

“I’m not bragging. When it comes to instant noodles, I have fifteen years of cooking experience. I’ve been practicing since I was a child. Practice makes perfect. Come, come, slurp your noodles, slurp your noodles.”

“You have Guanfu think it through before you push the plot.”

In the sea of consciousness, Chu Zu said to the system, “‘Catch Me If You Can’ will only design the dialogue based on Zu Qisheng’s personality.”

“Big Zu is very assertive. It’s fine to question him once or twice, but if you keep going around in circles, Zu Qisheng will just think that this person is not worth talking to.”

Chu Zu was now in the role of little Zu, happily slurping his noodles.

Yu Yan might have faked his qualifications in instant noodles, but his skills were really good.

A bowl of instant noodles with a homemade sausage had a surprisingly wonderful taste.

Delicious, loved it.

It would be even better if he could add a fried egg.

Seeing little Zu eating so happily, the system was quite moved.

It knew its host’s bad habits very well.

He didn’t like to eat.

If he was hungry, he would just let it pass.

It wasn’t until his brain couldn’t keep up that he would remember that he needed to supplement some nutrients.

Even if it was something as unhealthy as instant noodles, it was fine as long as he could eat it!

It slowly contacted the cowlick little yellow chicken on the other side.

As expected, it was first met with a seven-hundred-word scolding.

The little yellow chicken even took the time to interject while the cowlick little yellow chicken was catching its breath: “Don’t say things you shouldn’t say. We’re in the same boat now.”

Guanfu, on the other hand, was a little nervous: “I… I don’t know how to push the plot either. Doesn’t the plot just happen after chatting and arguing…?”

His head was throbbing: “No, I haven’t encountered such a high-end game before. Zu Qisheng has eight hundred schemes. I always feel… if I don’t follow his expectations, anything I say to him will be an invalid dialogue.”

“Beat him up!”

The cowlick little yellow chicken started to stir up trouble, “If you can’t talk it out, then fight. I can’t stand this shit anymore!”

“I don’t really feel offended… maybe I’ll run into this kind of situation in the future. I’ll just treat it as a practice run, and the Earth teacher will back me up.”

Guanfu was completely in a student’s mindset and said sincerely, “And little Zu is here. It’s hard to say who will beat who.”

The cowlick little yellow chicken: “Are you trying to piss me off with the other side?”

The little yellow chicken acted as a messenger.

Chu Zu had started to gnaw on the sausage: “What’s there to answer? He’s an old hand at the Financial Street in the main story, but now I’ve almost finished the whole book, and he knows even less than Yu Yan.”

“It doesn’t matter if he’s a complete novice at investing. He will take over the three major enterprises that I’ve already set up. There will be plenty of people to help him with investing, but he has to go to the game himself.”

“While I’ve created a condition where he won’t die immediately if he goes bankrupt, he should go to the game center more often and become the decadent Brother Meng who has been beaten up by reality.”

After finishing the sausage, Chu Zu put down his chopsticks.

Yu Yan had skillfully mastered the skills that a young old maid should have and had handed him a tissue without any gap.

His movements were smooth and his expression was natural.

After wiping his mouth, Chu Zu said: “If you don’t understand, come and ask little Zu. I will always be in the role of little Zu. I will handle what ‘Catch Me If You Can’ can’t.”

“OKK!”

The little yellow chicken readily acted as a messenger.

“And.”

Chu Zu called out to it, “If the system on the other side scolds you again, you can just mention it to Guanfu. If Guanfu doesn’t care, or can’t, you can tell me.”

The little yellow chicken stood at attention and saluted: “Okay!”

Guanfu was very on the ball and instantly understood the trick to finding an advantage in a high-end game.

In the plot, Meng Yu'an’s expression changed instantly.

He stared at Zu Qisheng seriously, then took the coat from the sofa and left without looking back.

Yu Yan started to find something to do for himself again.

He took the bowl and ran off.

Being busy was more important than anything else.

Only the two brothers were left on this side of the sofa.

Since their last "quarrel," the two brothers had not spoken directly again.

Zu Qian knew that no matter how much he fussed, it was useless.

His brother was like that.

Even if you had already killed your way to him, he would at most just smile, a smile that a superior would give when appreciating something, fully expressing the meaning of "I don't take you seriously."

The past evaluation of Zu Qisheng on the Financial Street was like an NPC.

Zu Qian felt the same.

Not because of anything else, but because only an NPC would refresh.

It hadn't been long since the last incident, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Damn it, who could control him?

Isn’t Meng Yu'an a detective?

Why doesn’t he care about these things?

“You have nothing to say?”

Zu Qisheng suddenly asked him.

Zu Qian ignored him and turned his head to look at the person who was washing the dishes: “Yu Yan.”

“What’s up?”

The male university student popped out his head, his gaze quite bewildered.

“I’m still having instant noodles tonight.”

Zu Qian said, “With sausage.”

Yu Yan had a cold sweat, but in reality, it was a hot sweat.

The water was too hot when he was washing the dishes, and he was sweating profusely.

Before, it was the boss who didn't want to communicate with little Zu.

Now it was little Zu's turn to give his brother the cold shoulder?

It was difficult to make a comparison.

The boss didn't want to communicate, but he still gave instructions and had little Zu pretend to be him and appear on various occasions to stabilize the three major enterprises.

Little Zu was giving him the cold shoulder.

He said he was still having instant noodles tonight.

And with sausage.

Yu Yan wanted to say okay, fine.

Whatever you want to eat, little ancestor, I’ll get it for you.

“Little Yu.”

This time it was the boss calling him, “You get ready.”

“Continue to provide loans to those on the verge of bankruptcy. Remind them that Financial Street is currently in a special phase, but it won’t be special for long.”

“Among the three major enterprises, apart from Shen Yu who is dead, the other heads are just waiting to be liquidated. Contact them and have them hand over their enterprises.”

“From now on, you have to change your rhetoric. You are no longer Zu Qisheng’s assistant, but the temporary spokesperson for the Financial Street. You will be resented and attacked by the players, so you have to grasp the degree yourself.”

“Is there anything you don’t understand?”

Yu Yan hadn’t even dried his hands.

He shook them twice, then wiped them randomly on his clothes, and immediately took out his small notebook and wrote down the first, second, and third points.

When he got to the third point, Yu Yan raised his head: “Huh? I’m fired?”

“Are you really stupid, or do you think my brother likes fools, so you’re trying to show off your clumsy acting?”

Zu Qian said impatiently, “The idiots online all know who has the Financial Street in their hands. If you don’t want to do it, just say so. After you resign, you can cook instant noodles for me.”

Yu Yan accurately filtered out all of Zu Qian’s aggressive expressions, and was left with the core conclusion:

The boss had worked too hard, and had directly turned things around and become the master.

He had also brought his core employees along with him to ascend to heaven.

It was just that it was a bit life-threatening.

After all, the Financial Street was not like the real world.

The civil servants here were scolded by everyone.

“I’ve noted it down, boss.”

Yu Yan then said to Zu Qian, “I’ll cook, I’ll cook whatever you want to eat!”

As Yu Yan left, the two brothers began to be silent again.

***

"Catch Me If You Can" could basically deduce based on the character design that Chu Zu had almost perfected.

The system checked the data and found that its deduction of Zu Qisheng was much better than Zu Qian.

When the little yellow chicken was reporting, Chu Zu was flipping through the mall.

He directly searched for the keyword "system," and about three pages came up.

About eighteen little chickens were hung on the page.

The layout was designed like an explanation card for adopting an animal, clearly stating what the little chicken was good at and what its best achievements were.

The little yellow chicken rushed forward and stood between Chu Zu and the mall page.

Its little wings were spread open, trying to completely block the mall behind it.

Its chicken beak babbled: “I can do whatever they can do, and I can also learn what I can’t! One host does not accommodate two chickens. They can’t beat me. You’ll just be wasting your credit points if you buy them!”

Chu Zu pinched its wing: “I have no intention of changing little chickens.”

“I know, but you’re very easy to do adventurous things because of your curiosity!”

The system was on high alert, “You’ve always been like this! If you’re interested, you’ll do it. If it seems very interesting, you’ll do it. You’re eyeing the systems in the mall now!”

“You seem to have some misconceptions about me.”

Chu Zu said, “I do say things like ‘I’m very curious,’ but it’s not because of curiosity. Most of the time, it’s a test, to see if the result is consistent with my expectations.”

“I don’t have anything I’m interested in, nor are there things that I find interesting. A lot of things don’t matter to me.”

The system was a little scared, and its voice became nervous: “Host, you never talked to me about these things before.”

“Big Zu has ‘Catch Me If You Can,’ little Zu has to go out at night to make a lot of money, and Guanfu is cooperating outside. Yu Yan can basically handle all the trivial matters…”

Chu Zu closed the mall page and lifted the little chicken onto the sofa.

“Since we’re idle, let’s just chat.”

The system was the first to be alert: “Little Zu is going out at night to make a lot of money? What big money can be made at night?”

Chu Zu didn't answer and looked at it with a faint smile.

The little yellow chicken quickly lost.

It and its host had done a lot of thrilling and bad things together.

They were as rebellious as a child who was not yet eighteen.

Chu Zu never gave a reason.

Each time, he would show a different attitude based on the seriousness of the matter.

Minor violations casually ask it for help.

Moderate violation skillfully uses the invincible sentence of "don't panic, at worst, we'll just change jobs together."

Serious violation "You are my best little yellow chicken," "I think you're more like family."

Chu Zu was very responsible.

From the perspective of the author and the readers, he had undoubtedly done everything he could.

Since the relationship between the demand side and the supply side was harmonious, what right did their intermediary have to jump up and down?

But from Fifty Billion Years of Solitude, the little yellow chicken had discovered for the first time that apart from the label of work, its host had been worn down a little by the long time.

It wasn't because of the plot.

It was a very faint trace that had been retained even after he had left the character.

But the little yellow chicken still couldn't read the host’s heart.

But it didn't matter if it couldn't read it.

It liked the host very much, and the host also liked it.

It was very, very OK!

“I’m a little scared, and also a little ecstatic.”

The little yellow chicken’s wording changed dramatically, and it used its favorite classification method, “And I’m thirty percent at a loss.”

“What are you at a loss about?”

Chu Zu chuckled, his elbow resting on the side of the sofa, his chin propped up.

“I don’t know. Maybe I’ve seen big Zu and little Zu’s faces too much. I’ve been eroded by the power of Cthulhu…”

“Don’t be afraid. If you ask me, I’ll answer. I won’t lie to you.”

Chu Zu said, “We’re idle now. You ask.”

“Are you PUA-ing me?”

The little yellow chicken thought for a long time and said, a little embarrassed, “The cowlick little yellow chicken said I was being PUA-ed by you…”

“I never put you down. Every time I praise you, it’s from the bottom of my heart. To be honest, this isn’t PUA, it’s playing the emotional card.”

“Emotional card… oh oh oh, I get it. That’s pretty good. It proves that there are still feelings!”

The little yellow chicken had a sudden realization and puffed out its chest.

It flew onto the host’s shoulder, “...Then I have nothing more to ask! Host, let’s cuddle!”

“You’re really amazing.”

Chu Zu sighed.

The system wouldn’t take advantage of the situation.

It wouldn’t ask any truly dangerous questions, and it wouldn’t mention any borderline topics that could be caught by its superior.

It was actually very alert.

It looked dazed, just like Yu Yan, but it had never done anything wrong.

On the contrary, it had always played its role to the fullest and was very positive.

“I thought you were going to continue to ask me what big money little Zu was making at night.”

System: “So I could have asked!”

“You could.”

Chu Zu said, “I think Financial Street is a lot like Gotham right now. The people are simple and the land is full of talent. The people are enthusiastic and speak nicely.”

System: “...?”

Chu Zu: “It’s very suitable for an 18-year-old aspiring young man to make a name for himself. Blackmail and robbery are secondary. The main thing is to make the players who are crazily scolding his brother on the internet reform themselves and become new people.”

He said, “Brother Meng would like this story, right?”

The little yellow chicken said pertinently: “...He would love it.”

“Then that’s fine.”

Chu Zu calculated the time and exited the sea of consciousness.

Yu Yan just happened to come and knock on the door, asking him what flavor of instant noodles he wanted to eat tonight.

Chu Zu said he wanted a sausage.

Yu Yan was speechless and said "okay, okay, okay" five times in a row, then went to cook the instant noodles.

Chu Zu: “Little Zu now knows what assets can do. His brother has demonstrated an excellent example.”

“But he has no assets.”

“Fortunately, little Zu’s thought process is simple. He gets angry when he encounters things, he doesn’t have internal friction, he doesn’t get discouraged, and he is brave enough to be himself.”

System: “It’s not impossible to say that!”

“A penniless person has no money. When there are more people who rob, they will have money. Now, bankruptcy will not be liquidated. It is the perfect opportunity to make a big score.”

“Starting from eating and drinking well tonight, and starting with the small-time thugs around him, he will earn his first pot of gold through upholding justice.”

Zu Qian’s cold war with his older brother was full of the meaning of "I have to let you know what’s what."

He knew that a one-sided cold treatment was not only useless, but also very childish.

He had never been mature.

A person who acted without thinking could only be used as a tool.

A tool was highly replaceable.

How could that be?

Back then, he had said that they would run away together if they robbed a bank.

Now his brother had done a big one alone, without running or hiding.

His brother could do it, so why couldn't he?

They were both people who had become incomplete after selling a part of themselves.

Why was he the only one who couldn’t leave?

“The second economic law made everyone go crazy. Meng Yu'an should have found out by now. Even if he’s not sensitive, he has a colleague who is a civilian employee.”

“The chaotic Financial Street can easily collapse completely. The old players will act recklessly without any restrictions, and the new players won’t be able to keep up with the version and can only become the old players’ nourishment, thus creating a vicious cycle. Or—”

Chu Zu said, “The old players will be backlashed by the chaos, and a large number of new players like Yu Yan will enter. This type of player respects the rules, not the rules of investment, but the rules of the game.”

“They just need a guide like Zu Qisheng, and a villain like Zu Qian.”

“The former’s funding will guarantee that their games have a margin of error, while the latter will constantly exert pressure, letting them know that even if you want to play dirty, you have to weigh whether you can really represent violence.”

The system said with difficulty: “...How does this sound like… two brothers who, because of their own selfish desires, have instead worked together to build a harmonious Financial Street…?”

Chu Zu asked back: “Is that not reasonable?”

The little yellow chicken had to admit: “It’s absurd, but it’s reasonable. And Brother Meng’s mood will be even more complicated… not to mention him, even that civilian colleague who has nothing to do with the two brothers will probably have to sigh for a long time.”

“Whether you want to destroy a system or consolidate a system, you will go through a major cleansing. It just depends on what is washed away.”

The door was pushed open a crack.

Yu Yan poked his head in.

After making eye contact with Zu Qian, he found that he had not heard any fierce threats, so he simply brought two bowls of instant noodles in.

He had also made a bowl for himself and was sitting at the shabby and damp small wooden table: “Come, come, little Zu. I got you two sausages.”

The system was waiting for the host to happily slurp his noodles when it suddenly became alert: “The amount of money needed to revise the economic law is huge.”

It quickly calculated the required amount based on the current situation: “The players who are robbing on the street are basically the type to let themselves go. They don’t have much savings.”

“Don’t underestimate big Zu’s ability to attract hatred. Apart from the three major enterprises, there are also countless rich people like Boss Sui.”

“Even if they didn’t suffer heavy losses in this incident, and they have no sufficient motive to hate big Zu, hate is an emotion, just like love.”

Chu Zu was slurping his noodles and said, “A big Zu without love can still act as if he has it. Isn’t it simple for a player who doesn’t have enough to hate him to hate him?”

“Little Zu won’t care if it’s real hate or fake hate. Don’t perform for a fool. He will only take it all as real.”

Little Yellow Chicken: “Then that’s enough! Absolutely enough!”

“Of course it’s enough. If it wasn’t enough, I wouldn’t have let big Zu go so far.”

Chu Zu said, “Little Zu’s third economic law is a truly hard-won economic law.”

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