Chapter 2 The Dutiful Son

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At night, when she returned to the rental house, Jin Miaomiao held this green "wheat straw" and looked at it for a long time.

As a civilian on Cyber ​​Continent, Jin Miaomiao had only read about "grass" in books.

It is said that at the end of the war between various chaebols, a virus appeared out of nowhere. It did not attack humans, but attacked all plants, causing all plants on the Cyber ​​Continent to basically disappear.

As the most basic producers of the food chain, the mass extinction of plants brought about the most serious and widespread famine in the history of the Cyber ​​Continent. Animals became extinct in large numbers. In the end, most of the survivors evolved toxins and ferocious fighting power.

The consortium that also controlled natural animal and plant resources became the final winner, forming the current situation of the five chaebols of Song, Xiao, Jin, Muye, and Tuoba.

Since then, only the children of chaebol families have had access to natural plants. It is even more luxurious to eat natural meals made from natural animals and plants. What ordinary civilians can afford for daily consumption are basically foods made of chemical compounds.

Ordinary civilians want to know? Yes, limited introductions and pictures can be found in books and on the Internet.

Want to taste it? No problem. If you have money and are willing to spend huge sums of money to have a meal at a restaurant designated by the consortium, it is not impossible.

Want to raise your own? That's impossible, not to mention that there is no channel source. Even if there is, it will be contaminated by plant viruses in the water and soil. But if you work hard for the consortium and work hard to climb to the top, you may have the opportunity to visit the consortium's Resource Bureau.

Jin Miaomiao pinched the "wheat straw" with great curiosity. She looked at it, smelled it again and again, wondering if it could be eaten?

While she was thinking about it, her phone suddenly rang.

"Daughter..."

It was an unfamiliar number, but the holographic image projected was her father.

I have a hunch that nothing good will happen.

"Daughter, it's not easy for dad to raise you. Now dad needs some money urgently. Please help dad!"

"Dad, what I gave you seven days ago is all my savings. This month's salary has not been paid yet, and next quarter's rent will be paid in three days. I really have no money."

"Jin Miaomiao, your father and I are being held down to chop off my hands! Can you bear to stand by and watch?"

It starts again, a PUA from a rotten gambler father.

"Dad, I really have no money! I've been using my colleagues' cards these past few days to get food!"

"Yes, colleague, your company is so big, there must be many rich colleagues. If you ask them to borrow it, they must have it!"

"Dad, can you stop gambling? Anyway, gambling debts like yours are not protected. If we don't pay them back, we won't pay them back. Let's report it to the police and ask the sheriff for help, okay?"

"You unfilial daughter! You did it on purpose, waiting for your father to be arrested and sent to the Public Security Bureau so that you and your mother could live a good life, right? You're dreaming!"

Jin Miaomiao's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

She thought of her depression since she was a child, her fear of being stuck in a dead end with her mother by debt collectors, her mother's sallow face and calluses on her hands, and what she said to herself over and over again:

"Your father is here to let us two live a good life."

Go to hell with your third uncle and grandpa!

[Mission: Fulfill father’s wish]

At this time, the ancient book issued a mission.

Fulfill his wish? Continue to gamble? dream!

Jin Miaomiao raised his eyebrows and said to the ancient book in his heart: "Activate his mind."

She also didn't know if his telepathy would work on holograms.

[Activate his mind, aura value -30]

There was a buzz, and the next moment, my father’s voice came to my ears:

"We must not let this dead girl go. She must still have money."

Jin Miaomiao looked at his father, who was staring at his father like a silent wolf in the holographic projection, and sneered in his heart: "Ha, interesting."

But on his face, he pretended to be helpless and obeyed, and said: "Dad, give me some time, and I will go to a colleague to borrow it. The amount is too big, and I will give it to you in cash when the time comes. Can you tell me where the casino is?"

Her father said happily: "Is this right? This is what a filial daughter is! You don't have to give me cash specifically. If it's too late, you'll still hit my account. Hurry!"

At the same time, my father's voice came from his heart: "You damn girl really has money, a lot of it. I didn't even say how much I wanted but just said it was a big amount. She is just as stupid and bad as her mother."

Finding that he did not mention the location of the gambling den in his mind, Jin Miaomiao further asked:

"I'm just worried that the environment where the casino is located is unsafe. Moreover, if the casino is located in the territory of another consortium, I have to prepare additional tariffs for remittances, right?"

The psychological suggestion method of news interviews involves mentioning certain keywords, such as "where the casino is", to arouse the corresponding associations of the interviewees.

This hint obviously worked, and the address and image of the casino popped into her father's mind unconsciously.

But what he said was: "No, you pay as much as you have, and the tariff will be deducted directly from it. I tell you, I am sure of you..."

Jin Miaomiao curled up the corner of her mouth. She no longer had the patience to listen to this bad gambler's beeping, so she interrupted:

"Okay dad, just wait! It'll be here soon!"

After hanging up the phone, Jin Miaomiao dialed the report hotline of the Xiao Family Public Security Bureau and said: "Sheriff, I want to report! Someone is illegally gathering people to gamble!"

The Xiao Family Group has an official casino. Private gambling is not only illegal, but gambling funds are not protected by law. Once inspected, all will be confiscated.

The Consortium Public Security Bureau has always acted swiftly and violently in response to reports that brought in large amounts of money quickly.

After reporting the location of the casino and the identity of the bad gambler to the Public Security Bureau, Jin Miaomiao hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

She picked up the cat happily.

She picked up this big orange on her way to get off work. At that time, the kitten was lying on the roadside covered in blood and dying. She couldn't bear to look at it and hugged it back. After the injury was cured, this young man stopped leaving. He got into the workforce by relying on his super shamelessness and good looks, and lived a happy life of eating, sleeping and licking pussy. Now he is a fat boy.

"What are you eating?" Jin Miaomiao pinched the cat's face.

"Let Mom take a look." She lifted the cat's chin.

Jin Miaomiao was shocked when she saw a small patch of green at the corner of the cat's mouth!

The wheat straw that was on the table just now is gone!

"You, you, you, you eat wheat grass?! Can you eat it?! Ah, spit it out!"

She opened the cat's mouth and tried to dig out the wheat straw.

"Golden Pig! Spit it out!"

The cat named Golden Pig struggled to break away from her restraints, jumped to the side, opened its mouth and made a human voice:

"You hurt me! Shit shovel!"

Jin Miaomiao was so frightened by the voice that she fell to the ground.

Let me strangle you, this cat can talk! ?

"You, you, you...who are you?! What did you do to my precious son?!" Jin Miaomiao screamed in horror.

"Who is your son, shit shoveler?" The golden pig gave her a look, raised its paw, licked it twice, and said, "The wheat straw is delicious."

"Did Maicao make you speak?" Jin Miaomiao was incredulous.

"Probably so." Jin Zhu said concisely.

Jin Miaomiao: "You, you, you...how can you prove that you are my son?"

"Let me say it again, I am a golden pig, not your son. We are equal, okay? I am very glad that I chose to go home with you that night and allowed you to heal my wounds. Although the stomatitis cannot be cured, I have already I'm very satisfied, you did a good job." Jin Zhu held his noble head high and narrowed his eyes slightly at Jin Miaomiao.

Jin Miaomiao: "Yes... I picked you up at night, but there were other people who saw it too. This doesn't prove that you are the golden pig."

The golden pig sighed as if it was iron-clad, and said: "You have a birthmark on your baby."

Jin Miaomiao: "How do you know!"

The golden pig's face was expressionless: "I accompany you to the toilet and bathe with you, you can see me every time."

Jin Miaomiao: "Abnormal!!!!!"