Chapter 53 She Doesn't Care (Part 2)
Ms. T bit her lower lip hard.
Even if she loses, she must lose decently, instead of making a funny exit with this clown's posture.
The secreted blood beads slid down along the arc of the cheek, stuck to the jaw and dangled, and was pulled by gravity and rolled down to the ground.
"System, I haven't lost yet."
She replied stubbornly, putting her whole body into the virtual light screen, completely unable to see the impatient expression of the system:
"Everything will bottom out, and so will my luck." The
system is indifferent Staring at the host's back.
It has brought hundreds of different hosts, and their reactions before being punished are all surprisingly similar.
First is the extraordinary self-confidence, then the anger of being punctured, and finally I always feel that I am the most special one. Until the moment when I was deprived of memory, I didn't really shed tears of fear.
Even so, it still reads in accordance with the rules:
[You only have the last 24 hours, and you will not wait until the expiration date, and the penalty will be enforced. 】
Finally fighting for the last 24 hours, Ms. T did not race against time to restore the situation for herself, but fell back to her seat as if exhausted, and sorted out the chaotic thoughts from the beginning.
One wrong step, one wrong step.
Where did she go astray?
Ms. T covered her face, and couldn't help but think of the time when she first came to Interstellar:
the original owner seemed to have taken the script of the heroine from an early romance novel, or the kind of bloody running with the ball and chasing his wife to the crematorium.
It turned out that the father died young, the mother remarried, and the stepfather conspired against him. After molesting him to no avail, he gambled all the property of the original owner's mother, and gambled her out in private.
It was too late for the original owner to find out, and the big man who came to collect the debt couldn't help but kidnap her, and then sent her to a deep house in the wilderness - God knows why the boss likes to set up his home in such a place with imperfect infrastructure. Along with the original owner, there were 30 similar-looking women who gathered around chattering, like little yellow chickens waiting to be selected before their fur grows. In fact, it was the same. The housekeeper of the villa issued orders to them, asking them to abide by the rules and regulations stipulated by the boss, and if they violated the rules, they would leave immediately. Only the one who survives to the end can officially become a member of the Overlord's family. As for the rest, they will be handed over to the debt collectors. It is another matter whether they are sold to work elsewhere or sent back home. The women present here were all sold out by their families, so they naturally didn't want to be sent back home to continue living in dire straits. So after a brief peace, they start framing each other for fouls. The original owner was injured in the dispute between the two main characters and completely lost his life. When she wakes up again, she will be Ms. T who is bound to the love system. As an earthling who is familiar with all kinds of novels, Ms. T immediately noticed the strange rules in the villa. The formulation of these rules is not aimed at training servants or coolies at all. On the contrary, Mr. Ba wanted to carve them into fragile vases, and it had to be the one he dreamed of. Ms. T can guess the requirements of "the clothes you wear every day should be the same color", "you should not have any verbal communication with others when you eat", "the number of times you smile is strictly limited to five times a day" , the overlord must have Bai Yueguang who died young, and then recruited similar-looking women from all over the place to act as substitutes to realize his dream. Ms. T didn't want to be a substitute, but if she was sent home, she would have to continue to be sold. So, with the help of the system's cheating, she eliminated all the women in the same group. Mr. Ba was very satisfied with her performance, and signed the contract of a contracted lover on the spot, and had a very sweet relationship with Ms. T.
She knows very well that there are only so many bonuses that a stand-in can get, and she must find a way to get more benefits from the boss in a short time. So he took the initiative to serve the bed, and asked Mr. Ba for a huge sum of money with the child as his confidence.
This is the starting capital of T Company.
Afterwards, things became logical, and the overlord relaxed his surveillance on Ms. T, who escaped from the villa with the help of the system. Immediately afterwards, she used the funds at hand to establish T Company, and made a few small games above to make a quick fortune,
but it was not enough.
Boss Ba was furious at her escape, and wished to tie Ms. T back directly. It's a pity that the Star Alliance is still a society ruled by law. If he wants to restrict Ms. T's personal freedom and lock her up in a small black room, he can only attack Ms. T's company.
As long as Ms. T's economic foundation is destroyed, this woman can be completely controlled.
Several small games were reported and banned in a row, and Ms. T obviously noticed that something was wrong. It was obvious that someone was deliberately targeting her. However, there is no guarantee for free uploading of small games on the star network. If you want to get a stable income, you must find a way to make a serious game.
At the critical moment, she locked onto the black cat and came up with the idea of a card game.
Boss Ba is pressing hard on her blockade. In order to better advance her work, she can only spend all her savings to hire the best art artist, and upload the temporary card drawing game to the star game platform, desperate.
She won the bet, but it was no different from losing.
From the moment the black cat clarified, T company's game began to take a big dive. Xingyou's score also dropped from 9.7 to 3.5. She didn't know if there was any help from the overlord. Anyway, she lost all her belongings completely.
If she is caught by the boss this time, then she will be insulated from the word freedom in the future.
Ms. T put down her hands and began her last struggle. She opened the virtual light screen, pretended to be Black Cat's most loyal fan, and sent a private message to the other party.
[Dark Black Cat, don't you plan to engage in that pirated game? People are infringing! 】
That's right, this is what she came up with, the method of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.
In order to avoid risks, she specially changed the character's name and asked the artist to touch the porcelain black cat. The purpose is to avoid defeat in the interstellar court.
After all, what you are suing is plagiarism and copyright infringement, and T Company did not plagiarize. As for setting the background, the background of the Star Alliance does not protect the inspiration.
In other words, if the black cat dares to sue, she dares to win. The money won can not only feed the appetite of the artists, but also become the capital to fight against the boss.
As for the black cat not to report, how is this possible?
We are all people from the earth, and we all hate the goose factory. What's more, this kind of bright edge rubbing is taboo for art creators. She is so shameless and doesn't care, how can a genius like the black cat who looks arrogant and arrogant, not do it?
"Genius..."
Ms. T muttered the word.
What an annoying vocabulary, which almost invisibly divides her and the black cat into a class.
Why, as a time traveler, the black cat can time travel to the body of a high-achieving student, but he himself travels to become the daughter of a poor family, who is oppressed and can't even keep his career?
The "Didi" virtual light screen lit up, and the black cat replied.
She interrupted her thoughts, turned the light screen to the private message interface, and raised the corners of her lips.
Yes, Black Cat is a genius. So what, why don't you just send the money obediently?
With a triumphant smile, Ms. T glanced at the black cat's reply.
In the next second, her smile was completely frozen on her face.
Black Cat Studio: [Ah, I don’t care] Black Cat
Studio: [This kind of card-drawing game that draws fish out of water has a very short survival time, and it will be discontinued in less than three months .
Shi: [In the final analysis, it is better to ignore the mob] The
mob...
The blood in Ms. T's whole body was boiling, and her internal organs were rampant, and she couldn't find an outlet to vent.
Aggrieved, really too aggrieved. This feeling is like ants forming a vigorous formation, crawling in front of the elephant at the cost of blood and sweat. As a result, before the declaration of combat was announced, he was trampled on the soles of his feet by the unconscious movement of the opponent, leaving thousands of bones.
She thought that she and the black cat were in an equal relationship, and that the other party would be distressed and angry about her plan, and even if she was a little uneasy, she could get inner satisfaction. The results of it? Black cat, she didn't take herself seriously from the beginning to the end!
She didn't care!
Why does she not care and describe herself in that understatement tone?
That condescending attitude is like forgiveness, forgiveness for a person like her who relies on plagiarism to suck blood and depends on others to have a meal. Pride is vividly reflected in the bones.
[Admit it, host, you lost] The
system made a sound abruptly, bringing more sad news to Ms. T.
Since the interface of the virtual light screen was transferred to the side that Ms. T cares about the most, in order to deal with the encirclement and suppression of the overlord, she distributed the shares to various shareholders, holding 30% in her own hands.
Originally, they wanted to close up immediately when they got the money, but they didn't expect that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and now the overlord began to purchase the shares of T company in a targeted manner.
He wants to take full control of T Company, bring the wayward Ms. T back, and lock her up.
"Don't..." Ms. T murmured in despair.
The matter has come to this point, and all means of redemption have been tried. No matter how reluctant she is in her heart, it seems that all she can do now is to keep the child in her womb and try her best to get a better treatment in the small black room from the boss.
The overlord is powerful, and the vacillating minority shareholders are no match for him at all. Regardless of coercion and temptation, those shares slipped into the palm of the boss like water, and there was no room for thinking.
Come and save her, anyone is good, no matter what price you pay.
Please...
" Didi" virtual light screen sounded again.
The complicated chart in front of him was violently distorted, and the overbearing boss seemed to be hit by a volley, and the shares in his hand immediately stagnated. The figure on his side has always remained at 9%, and the minority shareholders seem to have injected a shot in the arm, and no longer sell them in panic.
At the same time, that weirdo called "Black Rock Shooter Season 2 sucks" blocked the boss's way forward with an invincible posture. It seems that some mysterious agreement has been reached with the minority shareholders. The shares held by the weirdo soared to 51%, and he became the real shareholder of T Company under everyone's attention.
The overlord hammered the table angrily, but he was helpless against such a strange person who appeared out of nowhere. Who told him to underestimate the enemy, thinking that T company is already in his hands, but who knows that there are other people who value Ms. T, a small pirate workshop.
Ms. T burst into tears, no matter what role this weirdo is, he is the god who saves her. She was willing to follow this man as a price for saving herself from the punishment of the system.
"The system." Ms. T asked with a choked voice, "Who is he?" The
system was very concerned about the artificial interruption of its own punishment, but it just so happened that it also wanted to know who had this kind of energy to intervene in the system.
It sneaked its mental tentacles into the star network, wandered in the criss-cross network, and suddenly bumped into a sticky and wrapped large net.
"I caught you."
The author has something to say:
Ms. T hasn't finished the abuse, give her some sweetness first (
there will be today's update in the evening, I will try to post it as soon as possible.
Black Rock Shooter is purely private, because the second Season character design is really ugly and ugly...