The strongest prodigal system

The passive skill is stealthy in place, and even Lin Chuan broke his head. He didn't expect that there is a hidden mission, and there is such a thing as a passive skill.

It's just that the definition of this hidden task is very vague, and it is done automatically. The so-called diaosi not only refers to personal appearance, income, assets, but also includes cultivation and mentality.

As for when it will be completed, Lin Chuan does not know.

Looking at the interface of the system APP, Lin Chuan's arrogance is growing rapidly, tens of thousands in a minute!

"The dungeon time is different from the reality. In reality, a day has passed, and the dungeon is a year. But all the zombies passing by the town will be wiped out. This base number is simply unimaginable." Lin Chuan was ecstatic. Can make money.

The most important thing is that this is just a small town. If Lin Chuan becomes the lord of the city, it will surely reach a more terrifying stage!

"About 4 minutes is the day of the dungeon. A zombie has 1000 arrogance and 100 experience." Lin Chuan counted the time. In this short 4 minutes, the arrogance increased by [-], which means that the day of the dungeon is defended in a small town and can be killed. Killed thirty zombies!

"4 in 24 minutes, then [-] hours a day, a little fluctuating, about tens of millions!" Lin Chuan held the phone, his hands trembling.

What is this concept?Tens of millions of pride is equivalent to earning more than one million a day!

Lin Chuan finally realized the awesomeness of the system, which is simply against the sky.

If there is no accident in the dungeon, and the town is not taken over by other forces, just give Lin Chuan ten days, and in reality he is a real multi-millionaire!

Of course, Lin Chuan knew that the dungeon could not be kept at ease for a long time, and this state could last at most a few days, after all, the time of the dungeon passed too fast.

"A few days, enough! It will be upgraded soon." Lin Chuan smiled faintly.

Early the next morning, Lin Chuan greeted Ma Hua and asked for a few days off. If it wasn't for his graduation certificate and Liu Xiuying's conditions, he wouldn't even want to go.

I ate breakfast downstairs and glanced at the system APP from time to time. This feeling of counting money until my hands cramp made Lin Chuan extremely comfortable.

At this moment, my mother Zhou Li suddenly called.

Pressing the call button, Lin Chuan said with a leisurely smile, "Mom, why did you call me so early in the morning?"

"Xiaochuan, are you breaking up Song Jiaojiao and Qiao Zhen? Do you really like Song Jiaojiao? Don't you really like Liu Lan?" Mother Zhou Li asked a bunch of questions, full of tension and worry.

It’s fine not to mention it, but Lin Chuan lost his appetite for breakfast instantly when he mentioned it, and explained solemnly: “Mom, don’t listen to Song Jiaojiao’s nonsense, she is framing me, don’t you understand who my son is? Is it? Song Jiaojiao ruined my place, my son, I stayed up all night and kept cleaning the house."

"No way? I see, you'd better come back quickly and explain it clearly. Everyone in the neighborhood will know about this trouble. Others say that mom doesn't care, but mom doesn't want you to be wronged." Mother Zhou Li sighed tone.

Lin Chuan clicked his tongue: "What did they say?"

"It's said that you pry into the corner of the wall, and you want to step on two boats, scolding you for being hypocritical to save face. Mom really can't stand it anymore. Let's not talk about it. Song Jiaojiao is at home. Mom is inconvenient to say more. If you think about it Solve the matter, come back quickly, Mom is not easy for you." Mother Zhou Li hung up the phone.

Lin Chuan put his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, hurriedly checked out and left, feeling very angry.

This woman, Song Jiaojiao, dares to make Lin Chuan black into Xiangxiang's rhythm, with a set of tricks.

After driving all the way, when he got home, Lin Chuan looked outside, and there were a group of middle-aged people sitting inside, even the old uncle Xia next door.

"Really? Then Lin Chuan is too sorry for your Song family. It's really a wolf."

"It's absolutely true. Jiaojiao told me when she came back. This bastard is so inhuman that he even wanted to break up Jiaojiao. The most important thing is that I didn't expect that he has always liked Jiaojiao."

"Hmph, Jiaojiao is going to marry a rich family, and Lin Chuan doesn't take pictures of himself by urinating."

"I didn't expect him to be this kind of person."

A group of middle-aged people sat around the main hall, discussing and chewing their tongues endlessly.

Old Uncle Xia pinched his mustache on his chin, shook his head half-believingly, and vetoed: "I don't think you can jump to conclusions, Lin Chuan is the child I saw growing up, he is a backbone child, it shouldn't be As you said."

"Old Xia, even I have misjudged my eyes, don't you know better than me? Jiaojiao is in the room, how can every girl lie to you." Song Ming pretended to hate iron and steel, stretched out his hand to pat Pat old uncle Xia on the shoulder.

Zhou Li came out of the kitchen, wiped her hands with a rag, and persuaded, "Xiao Chuan is not what you said, Song Ming, can you stop talking about it? Is this interesting?"

Song Ming immediately slapped the table, stood up abruptly, pointed at Zhou Li and opened his mouth to scold: "Where did I say something wrong, he is not my own son, he has been in my house for so many years, how can I even talk about his qualifications?" Is there none? And what I said is the truth, I didn’t wrong him, I let the neighbors know, it’s to let everyone be careful of this white-eyed wolf, and you, Zhou Li, go to the kitchen quickly, don’t give me a shit. "

Zhou Li's face turned ashen after being scolded, she turned and went back to the kitchen extremely aggrieved.

Immediately, everyone around Song Ming gave a thumbs up.

"Old Song can do it, he can be trained obediently."

"Nice, it seems that I have to learn a few tricks from you."

"It's so amazing. A word from Lao Song is an imperial decree in this family. It would be great if my mother-in-law could be as obedient as Zhou Li."

Song Ming enjoyed the envy of others, shrugged his shoulders in a pretentious manner, raised his hand and pressed down again, and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law is for training, we are all of the older generation, even if there are big things, we don't care about them." Maybe divorce, nothing to worry about."

"I said, Lao Song, is it wrong for you to do this? Although this is your family matter, I can't get involved, but when Lin Chuan is not around, why do I always hear you hitting Zhou Li?" Old Uncle Xia wrinkled his black and white eyes. Mei said.

Song Ming got anxious, and suddenly stared at Zhuzi, "Lao Xia, your mother-in-law is different from my mother-in-law, you know, you'd better leave my affairs alone, and don't talk too much, I must have a reason for beating her."

Old Uncle Xia sighed secretly, and the moment he looked up, he saw Lin Chuan standing not far from the door.

This scene was heard clearly by Lin Chuan. He was so angry that he rushed into the room, stepped on the tea table, grabbed Song Ming by the collar, and slapped him with his hand.

Snapped!
"Stinky boy, when did you come back? How dare you hit me?" Song Ming was stunned, only felt the burning pain on his face, and felt even more humiliated.

Several middle-aged old friends of Song Ming around stood up again and again to persuade them to fight.

"Go away, damn it, you old man, I'm the one who hit you today!" Lin Chuan was furious, his eyes were red, full of madness, bursting out with amazing strength, he broke away from the obstruction of others in an instant, kicked He kicked Song Ming's lower abdomen hard.

puff!
Song Ming was kicked so that his stomach was rolling, and his face turned green from the severe pain. He fell down on the wooden sofa, clutching his stomach and wailing terribly.

"Hey, this kid has grown up."

"Hey, my stepfather, my God, is there any reason?"

"It's killing me, motherfucker, old brothers, help me hold this kid down, don't let him move around."

Three or four middle-aged people looked at each other and immediately joined forces.

"You, Song Ming, are reasonable, right? You all know why I did it. You guys, pretend to be a good person for me, and stand aside!" Lin Chuan ignored him, and when Song Ming was caught, he No one could stop him from beating him to death, he was completely furious, and slapped Song Ming desperately.

Snapped!
clap clap!

Clap clap clap!

For a while, no one dared to stop him.

Song Ming's sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked face was bluish and purple from the blows, and he was powerless to fight back.

Old Uncle Xia pretended he didn't see it, and secretly cursed Song Ming for what he deserved, so he quickly drove the others away from behind.

In less than ten seconds, all the people present had finished walking.

Old Uncle Xia stood at the door and looked back, he couldn't help applauding secretly, yes, he's still beating, the boy's beating is good, I like it, I'm sure I read you right, a man has to be a bit bloody.

"What's the commotion outside?" Zhou Li hurried out of the kitchen again, and was shocked when she saw the situation in front of her.

"It's annoying, can you keep your voice down!" Song Jiaojiao impatiently opened the door, thinking that Song Ming was watching a movie, there was a crackling sound, but when she took a closer look, she froze for a moment.

slap~
A slap on the face resounded through the main hall.

"Oh, Lin Chuan, I was wrong. I shouldn't hit your mother. It's my fault. Don't be impulsive, just listen to me slowly." Song Ming was in so much pain that several of his teeth were knocked out. Chuan will do even more irrational things.

"I hear you paralyzed." Lin Chuan grabbed Song Ming's hair, forcefully pulled him to the ground, and kicked him on the back, forcing him to roll forward to Zhou Li's feet.

"Xiao Chuan, stop quickly, what are you doing?" Zhou Li quickly squatted down, ready to help Song Ming up.

"Zhou Li, help me quickly, your son is crazy." Song Ming stretched out his hand.

Lin Chuan strode forward, stepped hard on the back of Song Ming's hand with his big foot, and cursed: "Kneel down for me, and apologize to my mother!"