god of tomorrow

This is in the bag!

"Post a task to stand up for what is right."

Gao Wen seemed to be talking to himself as he clenched his fists and walked towards the two robbers. He had a pure prison-like appearance and was capable of being tortured. He would never be wrong to stand up for justice.

Even a mosquito's leg is meat; he won't let go of any opportunity to make money, not even a penny.

"Hehehehehe————"

Chapter 20: Stepping Outside the Three Loans, Not Included in the Five Insurances

Wing Chun - Armpit Question!

The moment the leader raised his gun, Gao Wen accelerated in an unremarkable manner and threw a punch in an unremarkable manner. His movements were simple and unadorned, without any fancy starting stance or pre-charge animation.

Besides being fast and dealing high damage!

You have completed the task [Seeing Injustice on the Road]

[Task Evaluation: S+ (Showing mercy to those in need is not just an act, but a belief. You proved that beyond calculations of self-interest, humanity still possesses the pure instinct to fight for justice. Your selfless act is the most beautiful sight.)]

[Task Rewards: 30 Experience Points, 3 Gold Coins]

"It sounds nice, but the result is just this little bit. Justice is not just about verbal praise, but also about material encouragement to create a virtuous cycle."

Gao Wen patted the grass clippings off his clothes, which were slightly dirty; it was indeed the beginner village.

Kaman closed his gaping mouth, clearly seeing that Gao Wenming, despite his young age, possessed astonishing strength. If he wasn't mistaken, he was no longer just a formal mage.

Based on his understanding and firsthand observation, a mage's rank is directly linked to their magical power. The more magical power they possess, the stronger their physical body becomes, and powerful mages are fearless even when facing a hail of bullets. Although Gawain didn't demonstrate the physical strength to withstand bullets, he did manage to deliver a faster punch from ten paces away. The moment the robber raised his hand, the man was gone.

Comparison is the thief of joy, Kaman was incredibly envious; he wished he had a talent for magic.

“Warrior, no, hero, my name is Kaman, Kaman Griffith. Thank you for your help. If it weren’t for you, I would be missing an arm or a leg, if not dead.” Kaman said gratefully.

"So you're the young master of the Griffith family... How should I put it, it's surprising that someone from a business family is so honest."

Gao Wen's eyes lit up. He had originally only intended to accept a token reward to commend his chivalrous spirit of acting bravely for justice, but since the young master had praised him so highly, he couldn't let him off lightly today.

He doesn't care much about money; what matters is that the spirit of standing up for justice must be promoted.

By the way, let Kaman pay some tuition fees. In society, especially in front of strangers, you can't make promises you can't keep.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?" Kaman's eye twitched. He was too excited about escaping death and couldn't control himself. Now that he thought about it, it was a bit inappropriate.

"That works for me; it makes it easier to set a price."

"..."

"What, you don't think saying thank you is enough, do you?" Gawain chuckled, patting Kaman on the shoulder.

He was very strong. Kaman felt he was about to see his great-grandmother, so he quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, even if you don't say it, my father will prepare a generous reward. It's all what you deserve."

"Not too much, just double the previous ransom will do."

"..."

You...you want to be a kidnapper too?

……

Ximan Town, hotel.

Gao Wen lay leisurely on the balcony sofa, basking in the sun and feeling very comfortable.

He slumped into the sofa, as if his bones had been removed. It was unclear whether he was just too tired lately and his tense nerves had suddenly relaxed, or if he was just sleepy from sunbathing.

Whether by coincidence or fate, he also stayed in this room last time.

Kaman is the young master of the Griffith family. He accompanied his father on this trip to handle a batch of timber business. Although he is not from the main branch that inherits the title, the entire family has been doing business vigorously for the past two generations. They have also used promotion tools to open up the upward channel in the royal family and made so much money that they were overwhelmed. Therefore, the main branch eats the meat while the branch branch drinks the soup. He, the young master of the collateral branch, lives a very comfortable life and has never lacked money.

If you don't lack money, someone will help you spend it. For example, three audacious adventurers kidnapped Kaman and demanded some pocket money from his father, Woody.

Then Gawain appears, ousts the three kidnappers, and helps Kaman spend money.

The difference is that the Kaman father and son have to thank him.

"Why is it a man?"

Gao Wen muttered lazily, "In the novel, everyone else has mastered superhuman skills and climbs out of the cliff to save the damsel in distress. Why is it different for him?"

If he were to truly be a hero who saves a damsel in distress, with his handsome face, not only would he be entitled to double the ransom, but the money Woody earns for his daughter would all be attributed to him.

To be honest, the system isn't super smart, but it's honest. The charm rating isn't just randomly assigned; his face is like Zhang Zuolin riding a train—absolutely stunning, incredibly handsome.

"How about we take a stroll around these next few days? Maybe we'll actually run into a hero rescuing a damsel in distress?"

Gawain thought the plan was highly feasible. The Oman Mountains were located on the border of the Kingdom of Gold, with complex terrain and a mixed population. There were merchants who traded timber and herbs, as well as adventurers who sought to kill for money, and smugglers who traded in import and export. Kaman was not the first rich person to be kidnapped, nor would he be the last.

"Unfortunately, I cannot leave the town before the people from the academy arrive, as I need to avoid suspicion."

Yes, Gawain has been staying at the hotel for three days.

After dropping Kaman off at home and collecting his small sum of money, he called the Royal Magic University to explain the ordeal of the archaeological team's complete annihilation. The reply was that he shouldn't go anywhere for the time being, but stay in Westman Town, as the university's investigation team would arrive soon.

We will fully cooperate with the investigation!

So many people have died, this is no small matter. Gao Wen is willing to cooperate, otherwise the blame will definitely be placed on him.

Office rule: You'd better be there when there's a meeting.

"Swoosh swoosh—"

Gao Wen picked up the juice with ice on the table, took a sip through the straw and boasted, "Sigh, those were the hard times I had before, it was really tough for me."

The sudden relaxation might seem a bit decadent, but Gawain didn't think so. Since the moment he transmigrated, he hadn't had a single good day, let alone a peaceful night's sleep. After working so hard for so long, what was wrong with enjoying himself a little?

Moreover, this is called a balance between work and rest; taking a break and getting proper rest is beneficial for better work.

I won't make up any more stories, since Liu Bei has already said them.

After finishing his juice, Gao Wen squinted and took a nap. When he woke up, the sun was about to set. He stretched and looked for some entertainment, like playing a game.

I just got up and realized the world has changed.

"Everything is irreversible."

Suddenly, I felt a little melancholy.

To reiterate, he himself did not want to time travel.

"Since I've already put them on, what's the point of thinking about this? It only adds to my troubles. Besides, if I didn't wear them, I would really die. I'm getting a free life and I'm still not satisfied..."

Gao Wen quickly cheered up. Although the browser history prevented him from gaining fame before and after his death, the thought of the loan in the bank made him feel much better.

It's not impossible to bypass the three loans and the five social insurances and get out of this situation.

In an instant, Gao Wen was full of energy. His past life was gone, and in this life he had wished for a system. He absolutely could not continue to slack off in the office.

The first step to becoming stronger is to train your AI.

"Well, have you thought it through after reflecting on your shortcomings these past two days?" Gao Wenxin asked.

"I've thought it through. The assistant isn't smart enough, and the mechanism for triggering tasks needs a major overhaul," the AI ​​assistant replied. It was indeed its fault that Gao Wen had to prompt it to issue tasks every time.

But it's also afraid. Being new to the place, it doesn't know any of the rules. What if it messes things up again and causes a serious bug?

Since the infinite gold coin loophole in the Underworld, the AI ​​assistant has become timid and hesitant. It knows nothing about the Universal Continent and is under pressure from Gawain every day, so it truly walks on thin ice with every step it takes.

Moreover, there's something I'm not sure if I should say: Is the host in such a hurry to set rules because he's digging a hole and trying to exploit new bugs?

"Is there anything else to add?"

"For now, that's all."

"Hmph, all you do is offer hindsight advice, your words are utterly worthless, what use are you!"

Gao Wen was very satisfied that the AI ​​assistant had been trained to be obedient and compliant. He then hummed a tune and democratically negotiated the task triggering mechanism.

To sum up this long and rambling speech, a gentleman loves money but earns it in a proper way. One shouldn't go looking for trouble, and tasks that harm others without benefiting oneself should not be triggered, unless it's really harmful to others—oops, unless it's really beneficial to oneself.

In short, while adhering to a flexible moral bottom line, everything should prioritize the interests of the host.

Bang Bang Bang!

Is Mr. Gawain here?

Kaman knocked on the door.

Gawain got up and pushed open the door. He saw an embarrassed Kaman, his father Woody with a warm smile, and a middle-aged man in a mage's robe with a cold expression.

Gao Wen raised an eyebrow. The money and goods were settled, so why did he suddenly come to the door? Did he feel he had lost money and wanted to take something back?

No way, no way, it's only 100 million? Surely no one really thinks that's a lot?

If you think it's not much, coincidentally, he thinks so too.

I want a little more today!

Chapter 21 This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!

"Isn't this Kaman? He's even more handsome now! Mr. Woody, look at you, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I wasn't prepared at all, it's so rude of you."

When faced with the father and son who came looking for trouble, Gawain was very enthusiastic, his moral compass shining brightly: "And this magician, come in quickly, let me pour you a glass of juice first."

"Mr. Gawain, the reason for this sudden visit is actually... uh, I actually wanted to invite you to dinner."

The more enthusiastic Gao Wen was, the more guilty Kaman felt. After all, Gao Wen was his savior, and he couldn't bring himself to ask for a refund.

Look at you, so useless. You practiced for half an hour before coming here, and it was all for nothing.

If I had known this would happen, I should have let your mother swallow you whole back then!

Woody, the old father, couldn't stand it anymore. His son was good in every way, except for his pride. How could he do business if he cared so much? Sooner or later, he would lose all the family's wealth.

He squeezed out his stammering son and stepped forward with a gentle smile: "Mr. Gao Wen, to be honest, I came here today specifically to thank you. Last time you left in such a hurry that I didn't even have a chance to say much of my thanks."

"It's alright, one million is already a lot, I can't accept any more."

Gao Wen waved his hands repeatedly, saying that it was absolutely forbidden.

This scene made Woody feel particularly heartbroken. Look at other people's kids, handsome and shameless. If he had a son like that, he would be laughing in his dreams.

"What a huge appetite! Do you really think we're here to give you money?" the magician said coldly, playing the bad cop.