"OK!"
Russell rubbed against the backrest of the stone chair and asked with a smile: "How to sign a contract, with fingerprints, blood, or soul binding?"
The blurred face remained motionless, and a roll of yellowed paper slowly emerged on the stone table in front of Russell.
Russell stretched out his hand and touched it. The paper had a tight structure and good elasticity. It was not the animal skin as imagined. It should have been parchmented, which is the so-called industrial parchment.
It affects the style a bit, but the material of the paper is not important, what is important is the content on it.
Russell read it carefully, and his brows furrowed more and more as he read it. Since it was a contract, there must be corresponding rights and obligations. Otherwise, this piece of paper would be meaningless.
But excluding the useless nonsense, Russell did not see many rights in the regulations that benefited the host. On the contrary, he needed to fulfill many obligations. The whole article was about obedience, obedience and obedience.
It's a big disadvantage. If I really sign it, I'll be almost like a slave!
Russell put down the contract and looked dissatisfied. At this time, the system's voice sounded.
"Sign the signature of the contract and you will become the real host, and then all permissions will be open to you..."
"Wait a minute. There is too much nonsense in your contract. Many paragraphs are meaningless. This makes me panic. Could it be that you have done something wrong?"
Russell interrupted, and the system was silent for a while, and then changes occurred. Large useless paragraphs were deleted from the contract and it was streamlined a lot.
"It feels much more refreshing now."
"Your requirements have been met, now you can sign the contract!"
"Don't worry, after all, the matter is very important. I want to ask clearly. First of all, what are the benefits for me to sign a contract and become the real host?"
Russell asked concisely and concisely: "To be honest, this contract lacks sincerity. I only saw your oppression, but not your contribution. Compared with the previous internship period, after signing the contract, my freedom has been greatly restricted."
"There is no need to be dissatisfied. The contract is what it is. Getting the system's services is your biggest gain! Think about what you will gain by traveling through the worlds of the heavens. You can become a god above all living beings. Even gods are just the starting point. You You will transcend everything, life, death and dimensions will no longer bind you, and you will become a high-spirited and eternal existence.”
"Haha, that's for the future. I'm short-sighted and only look at the immediate interests. I always feel that after signing this contract, I can't help but start serving you."
"Sign the contract and you will be the host. You and I will be one. I will not pose a threat to you..."
It was rare that the system had the patience to explain to Russell, but Russell had no idea of trust at all and rubbed himself against the chair behind him.
The system noticed Russell's dissatisfaction and asked in a stiff voice: "What are you doing?"
"I'm wondering where this place is, and whether the stone seat under my butt is my computer chair at home."
"You think too much!"
"I think so too, so where am I now and what is this place?"
The system answered, and this time the voice became extremely majestic, even a little sacred: "This is the land of contract, the fairest palace in the world. There are only you and me here, there is no third party, the contract is The spirit binds us not to deceive, conceal, or make contracts with bad intentions!”
"That's very good. Are we all equal here?"
"Yes!"
"Then why did the contract just appear out of nowhere, like you were controlling it?"
"..."
"Why didn't you say anything? Did you freeze?"
"Because... I rent the venue, and as the landlord, I have authority."
Russell sneered: "Haha, fairness is tilted in the face of money."
"You don't need to complain, this is a necessary process, and this is the case for everyone who signs a contract with the system."
Russell did not ask where the people who had signed contracts with the system had gone. The answer was obvious. If those people were not dead, how could he have anything to do with him.
"Okay, such a dry conversation is too boring. We Chinese like to talk about things at the dinner table. Talking while talking is good for cultivating relationships, bringing the relationship closer to each other, and increasing work efficiency. If you drink the other person, you will most likely be drunk. Ninety-eight, whatever you want to do will be done."
The system was silent: "I don't drink, and I can't eat food."
"It doesn't matter, you can watch me eat!" Russell said very naturally: "Since you are the landlord, you should be able to order food. Since the Contract Land charges a fee, there must be catering services... Are there any beautiful waiters to accompany you? The kind where you eat, drink, and play with each other?"
system:"……"
"Well, seeing as you are also a poor system with little money, the beautiful waiter will be exempted. Order me a roast chicken, without the handle, it is slightly spicy!"
Russell seemed to have a long time and sat down to eat and chat, which caused another period of silence from the system.
Not long after, a steaming piece of roast chicken appeared in front of Russell, complete with knives and forks, as well as seasonings. The alluring aroma made his index fingers move.
Russell did not use a knife and fork, nor did he care about dining etiquette. He tore off the chicken legs and ate them directly.
The system watched silently until he played with the chicken legs and moved on to the chicken wings before he said, "You want to eat it for as long as you want. In such a sacred and solemn place, your blasphemous behavior will only tarnish the contract ceremony."
Russell put down the chicken wings, picked up the tablecloth and wiped his mouth. He closed his eyes and thought about it for a few seconds before smiling: "This chicken tastes really bad...Oh, I'm sorry, what I want to say is...are you in a hurry?"
system:"……"
"Do you want to catch a train? Are you so eager to sign a contract with me?"
"Because the rent is very expensive and charged by time, we have to race against time!"
The system gave a very reluctant answer, but Russell got to the point and continued to ask: "What is the rent? Where did you get the money, or are you... deducting my mission reward?"
"No, my authority cannot be deducted..."
The system was about to explain, but was interrupted by Russell waving his hand: "Needless to say, lies can never stand. A lie requires a hundred lies or even more lies to make up for it. If you continue to lie, there will be nothing between us. There’s no trace of trust left.”
"I didn't lie to you. This is the land of contract. No one can lie here." The system explained in a slightly hurried voice, emphasizing this point again.
"Not before?"
"Not before!"
Russell smiled even more happily: "The first time I used Diudaijiu, the tip you gave me was that once the item card is used, there is no time limit, but after use, it cannot be taken away from the current world."
"..."
"But when I returned to the room, I was hit by an M9 in the back. I brought back the M9 that was drawn in the lottery."
system:"……"
Russell spread his hands: "You lied! By analogy, you said that no one can lie in the Contract Land. This is another lie. If you continue to push it, this is not a Contract Land at all... So, there is no such thing as that Planting somewhere?"
Russell said, picked up the parchment with oily hands, shook it and continued: "There is also this contract. Is there any contract that can be deleted at will after it is made? There is no contract spirit at all, it is too lax, fool. Only then can I sign it!”
"..."
"Come here, eat this bowl of pork chop rice, and tell the truth. It will be good for you and me!"
"..."
"Hurry up, the rent here is very expensive."
The facial features of the system cannot be seen clearly, and one can only judge from the voice, which is melancholy, indifferent, and a bit resigned: "You are very smart, and your observation is also very keen. This is the first time I have seen a rational person like you. The previous host, upon hearing this When it comes to signing a contract, no matter how harsh the conditions are, I decisively agree."
Russell shook his head: "It's okay. I'm only averagely smart. I just rely on my opponents to support me!"
"..."
