While in America, the system says Roosevelt was an emperor.

Tom didn't waste any time talking to Sean. After confirming the company name, he went straight home to cook.

Tom didn't cook with canned food today; instead, he bought groceries at the China World Market next to the community on his way back.

Freshly killed carp, cut beef into chunks, a whole large pork knuckle, fresh eggs with a little bit of chicken droppings, scallions, ginger, garlic, and most importantly, the soul of the dish—dried chili peppers.

I used to be burdened with $8,000 in debt, and I didn't mind living frugally and eating canned food.

If you have money now and still eat canned food, isn't that a waste of your money?

Eat! We have to eat our fill today.

Stir-fried beef with chili peppers, braised pork knuckle, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, braised carp, served with white rice!

Tom insisted on cooking dinner, partly because he was the first to get off work and come home, and cooking would help lighten the burden on his family.

More importantly, on the other hand, is increasing the SAN value.

White people's food isn't forbidden, but it not only doesn't restore sanity, it also has a chance to deduct sanity.

As for why breakfast isn't made?

Tom could only say: I can't get up, I really can't get up.

If he could sleep for five more minutes, Tom would be able to eat not only white food, but also Indian food.

In order to increase sanity, I have to sing a couple of lines while cooking.

Tom opened the cash register and, to completely incongruous background music, began to showcase his singing voice:

"I stir-fry it again and add some chili peppers~"

"With a myriad of seasonings, just one spoonful is enough~"

"I go low, I go high, to make the most delicious dishes."

"I know best what's going on inside the pot!"

Tom hadn't sung a Chinese song in a long time, and for a moment he felt a little out of sorts.

Tom's parents didn't return home until 8 p.m., after working from 4 p.m.

Upon entering the door, Penny, the mother, saw the lavish dinner on the table and immediately gasped in surprise:

"Did something good happen today?"

"Tom, did you successfully propose and are you getting married?"

Instead of focusing on dinner, Leonard, the father, asked:

"Tom, is that Ford downstairs yours?"

Tom, without looking up, replied while serving himself rice:

"Yes, it was borrowed from Father Vito."

Leonard seemed to have heard some key words, and his whole body trembled.

Waaaaah~ My own son, in the end, sold his body and soul.

Seeing Leonard's strange expression, Tom immediately guessed what he was thinking and explained:

"Don't overthink it, I didn't agree to Godfather Vito's engagement."

"I just found a way to make money and shared it with Vito. Vito lent me his car simply to make it easier for his business partner to get around."

"I will definitely buy my own luxury Ford before Christmas."

"We also want to buy a big house in Manhattan, big enough for the three of us to live in together."

Listening to Tom's "grand plans," Penny, Leonard, and Tom exchanged a smile.

After the three finished their meal, Tom went straight to his room, ready to go to bed and check the day's system settlement.

The events of December 12, 1941, have been compiled. The following is the diary entry:

Today, at a meeting of the Ministry of the Interior, I and all the clerks listened to the Emperor's declaration of war against the dwarves.

Although the emperor only spoke one sentence, that one sentence is a sacred imperial instruction.

[Event impact: SAN value +999]

Current SAN value: 4.3/4.3

Outside the meeting room, a deafening roar of "For the Emperor!" erupted, but inside, all was silent.

The entire Ministry of the Interior has been deceived by Tzeentch and has betrayed their faith in the Emperor.

To avoid attracting Tzeentch's attention, I didn't shout.

[As instructed by the director, I am responsible for tax collection in both hive cities, and have also been granted the authority to establish a court.]

[Impact of the event: None]

Today I declined the director's invitation to join my group. She's a sophisticated gentleman and a beautiful woman of childbearing age. I really regret it.

[Event Impact: SAN value -10, SAN maximum +0.1]

Current SAN value: -5.7/4.4

Tom's eyes widened instantly when he saw the [Sanity -10] value.

Shouldn't this be considered as a way to resist the influence of Slaanesh?

This was the first time Tom had encountered a situation where refusing to duo queue resulted in a deduction of his sanity value in the system's settlement.

Previously, Tom refused the female player's invitation to duo queue, and the system rewarded him with a small amount of sanity points for resisting Slaanesh's temptation.

Occasionally, it also prevents Nurgle possession, and the rewarded sanity is even greater.

Tom used this trick to boost his sanity a lot; otherwise, his sanity would have collapsed long ago.

Why is it that Director Dennis is no good?

Garbage system!

The system thoughtfully added a line of small print:

[Special Note: The lord of the Spire who is courting is materially wealthy and is definitely not Slaanesh. Furthermore, the lord of the Spire has long been protected by three defenses and has not been infected by Nurgle, so it is simply a courtship.]

Tom understood. Not all duo queues were caused by Slaanesh. The opposite sexes who charged admission fees were the Slaanesh messengers in the system's eyes.

The criteria for judging filth are easier to understand: it depends on whether the other party is a pathogen.

A sudden inspiration struck Tom, and he thought of:

If you refuse a first invitation from someone of the opposite sex, you can use the system to settle accounts at night to determine if the other person is a pathogen.

If the system says it doesn't count as Nurgle, then I'm about to burst into laughter.

Please call me Tom "the Holy Body that is naturally resistant to infectious diseases".

I collaborated with the Underhive gang, exchanging inquisition staff positions for a large sum of money.

[In theory, I shouldn't betray the interests of the empire for personal gain; that would be disrespectful to the Emperor.]

[But the Ministry of the Interior has already been controlled by Tzeentch, so I'm not undermining the Empire, but rather sidelining Tzeentch.]

Once I ascend to the position of Minister of the Interior, I will surely sweep across the world and restore order to the human empire!

For the Emperor! For the Human Empire!

[Event Impact: Intelligence +0.5, Current Intelligence: 5.0]

I brought someone recommended by the Bottom Nest gang to the Ministry of the Interior to register.

Along the way, many cattle and horses from Zhongchao and nobles from Shangchao extended courtship invitations, which I rejected all of them.

[Event Impact: SAN value -5, SAN maximum +0.05]

Current SAN value: -10.7/4.45

Under the Emperor's protection, I have officially established the glorious Court of Justice!

[Event Impact: Added Family Member Feature]

[Fellowship Function: Based on the relationship between the host and the fellows, as well as the type and number of fellows, the host's ability values ​​will be increased.]

[List of family members: 10 armed personnel from the courtroom]

[Family Bonus: Strength +0.1]

When I got home tonight, I ran into my annoying legal mutant neighbor again. He mocked me, saying my clothes were stolen. I was so angry.

I still don't dare to fight his mutated dog; I'm such a coward.

I plan to go to his company tomorrow with the court staff to look for evidence of wrongdoing. I'm really looking forward to tomorrow.

[Event Impact: SAN value -1, SAN maximum +0.01]

Current SAN value: -11.7/4.46

After getting home, I sang while cooking, and I felt so happy.

[I had a lavish meal with my family, and the misunderstanding with my father was also cleared up.]

[Event impact: SAN value +3]

Current SAN value: -8.7/4.46

[Summary, December 8, 1941: A Praise to the Court!]