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He vaguely heard a shrill scream, like the wail of someone encountering a natural enemy.

But the sound stopped abruptly halfway through, as if it had been instantly killed.

Then an insatiable appetite overwhelmed him, and in a daze, he felt as if he had returned to a past life.

Arriving at my favorite private restaurant, a table laden with delicious food was served. I ate with gusto, my mouth watering.

.......

reality.

The sack, which kept rolling and struggling, was caught when Rosser reached out his hand.

The moment of contact froze, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Followed by.

The middle-aged butler and the two burly men groaned in unison, their spirits having been dealt a heavy blow.

In a daze, I seemed to see a magnificent, golden, and radiant figure spread its wings and soar into the sky...

A scream of agony from some kind of being resounded deep within everyone's consciousness.

When they came to their senses, they were met with their stunned gazes.

Reality seemed to distort for a moment; in the dark center, the sack trembled slightly before collapsing abruptly.

Everything returned to normal, peaceful routine.

Only the wrinkled burlap sack remained, as if it had never contained anything, floating lightly to the ground like a piece of human skin that had been drained dry.

Two full breaths passed.

Mr. Rosser, who was quite famous in Shinjuku, slowly withdrew his hand, his face showing a nonchalant and casual expression.

He took a white handkerchief from the butler's pocket, wiped his hands, and said calmly, "It is indeed him."

"Gulu~"

The two security guards, as black as towers, swallowed hard, their eyes still filled with confusion.

That unfortunate male teacher was indeed caught and stuffed into the hole by them, right?

They were watching closely, so there shouldn't have been anything unusual.

Just disappeared like that?

And the gnawing and swallowing sounds they just vaguely heard must have been a hallucination, right? They definitely were!

That male teacher they captured couldn't have been eaten, could he?

this moment.

The two giant men, weighing nearly 500 pounds combined, looked like helpless little devils who had run into the lair of a great demon.

"Ahem... Mr. Rosser, is the problem solved? There won't be any more problems at Shuji Academy?"

The middle-aged butler still had a great attitude. He opened his dry throat and tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a butler of the Shinomiya family.

Moreover, the head of the family, Shinomiya Hikari, is the chairman of the board of directors of Shuchi Academy. No matter how timid he is, he still has to ask clearly.

"Well, it's solved."

Rosser nodded casually: "But since it's not Xiuzhi Academy, there won't be any more Class 3 ghost stories anymore."

As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his stomach.

Honestly, although I didn't really taste anything special, there was a strange sense of satisfaction, like my soul had been completed and then elevated.

It makes you want to try it out.

One more would be perfect...

Moreover, the matrix system has been flooding the screen with a dense barrage of messages, and I don't have time to look at them now.

"That's good......"

The middle-aged housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that the two people who died at the start of the school year made the Shinomiya family's situation even worse.

Even if someone dies again, Shinomiya Hiroki's bald head will be so anxious he'll rub his hair until it's oily... Wait, didn't he just say there won't be any more deaths in the future?

The butler suddenly looked up: "Mr. Rother, you mean...?"

Rosser waved his hand dismissively: "Since I've taken the payment, I should naturally take care of the root of the problem as well."

Otherwise, the deceased are merely an anchor point for that thing in reality; resolving the anchor point is meaningless, and schools will suffer the same fate next year.

That kind of understated approach.

That casualness, as if crushing an insect.

The butler and bodyguards were all stunned.

The heavy artillery fire in the classroom fully demonstrated this person's direct combat capabilities.

What just happened revealed an even more terrifying metaphysical ability.

Honestly.

Even when facing a fire dragon comparable to a heavy cannon, they didn't want to face that incomprehensible scene they had just witnessed.

They now understood why this person was so famous in Shinjuku.

It would be a miracle if it weren't big.

"Alright, now that things are settled, I'll be going now. Remember to transfer the final payment to my account."

Ignoring the expressions and the flurry of activity from the group, Rosser waved his hand and walked out.

At this moment.

"Hi!"

The middle-aged butler snapped out of his daze and immediately bowed deeply, showing unprecedented respect.

Although he didn't say it, he had already decided to triple, no, thirty times, the direct reward.

This is because the Shinomiya family is currently facing internal and external troubles and is short of funds.

It's absolutely worthwhile to get acquainted with such an extraordinary person.

.....

"Ding! 300,000,000 yen has been deposited into your bank account! Postscript: Hello Mr. Rosser, I am Shinomiya Hiromitsu, and I am also the employer this time. I am very grateful for your help."

"Would you like to grab a drink sometime soon?"

Wow, are you being so polite?

Rosser looked at the payment notification and a smile crept onto his face.

Look, look, this is a demonstration of ability.

With his wisdom and talent, and with the help of a lucky charm, he easily earned a fortune that a typical office worker could never earn in a lifetime.

The original final payment was only five million yen.

What used to be two years' worth of income for an office worker has now increased sixtyfold in this wave.

moment.

Rosser straightened his back even more.

It wasn't until I came to Tokyo that I realized what a "corporate slave zone" really means.

An average person earns around 200,000 yen, but the tax rate is low, only 5%.

The problem is that I pay over 40,000 in social insurance, over 10,000 in health insurance, 30,000 in welfare pension, and various exorbitant taxes and levies each month.

I received less than 200,000 yuan.

Then a bowl of ramen costs over 1,000 yen, a casual drink costs several hundred yen, and fruit is sold by the piece! There's also a 10% consumption tax.

This means that 10% of your cash is deducted, and the norm for office workers who can only afford a drink and a skewer of meatballs for after-get off work socializing is to sit all night.

And it's good if you have a house, but if you don't...

To put it simply, the most economical student dormitory costs 50,000 yen per month.

Elsewhere, it would easily cost over 100,000 yen.

Corporate slaves are truly just animals, barely enough to survive.

By the way, Japan has a poll tax.

Ordinary people who earn more than 90,000 yen a month have to pay taxes.

Disabled people, widows, minors, and those earning over 180,000 yuan a month also have to pay a head tax...

There are so many tax items that it will make your head spin.

In short, it's not surprising that Rosser felt such a strong sense of resentment in a run-down place like Tokyo.

It's just strange that no demon king has been born yet to open the eyes of Tokyo's zaibatsu tycoons.

In fact.

Even for an elite charlatan like Rosser, who earns over 20 million a year, life isn't exactly comfortable.

His quality of life was roughly the same as his previous life when he earned 20,000 yuan a month. The only advantage was that electronic products and luxury goods were relatively cheap.

Whether it was breaking up with Haruno, breaking up with Toka, or breaking up with the superstar Mai Sakurajima, the reason was always cheating!

Why did you cheat?

Isn't it just because they don't have money in their pockets, lack confidence, and don't have the guts to shout "I want them all" and start a harem?

In short, it's definitely not because he's a jerk.

......

Image: "Birthplace of the Ghost King", Location: "Images/1757939215-100451303-113854017.jpg"

P.S.: Tokyo is such an outrageous place. Prices are high, and the consumption tax is one thing, but the taxes are ridiculously high.

Ordinary people's quality of life is really not as good as ours.

They only buy luxury goods, and their electronics are not much more expensive than ours, so they're a bit cheaper.

The funniest thing is that some people confuse per capita disposable income with per capita wages, and then say that prices are only three or four times higher, so it's not expensive.

If you don't consider yourself human, you can survive on steamed buns or tropical instant noodles for a few years, then go to Tokyo to work illegally in a place that provides room and board. You absolutely won't spend any money, and you could actually save 70,000 to 80,000 a year.

When the author first entered the workforce, he only had 100 yuan in his pocket after renting a place. He bought a ceramic basin and an electric kettle, and then used salt and MSG to cook porridge and noodles. He also bought a few pounds of eggs. He ate porridge, noodles, and eggs every day, and dried seaweed to supplement vitamins. He survived for a month and a half on 100 yuan.

As long as you're willing to work hard, you won't spend much money anywhere.

You can rent a place in an urban village where two people can share a bed.

Anyway, I can't keep up. I eat all over Shanghai as soon as I get my salary, and I spend more than 3,000 yuan a month just on food.

There are plenty of affordable restaurants in Shanghai. Just avoid high-end places, as they mostly charge for "spiritual enjoyment."

The Huangshan duck rice I eat is only nine yuan for a big plate, and a big bag of chicken cutlets is only twelve yuan. The black pepper beef pizza is more expensive, over thirty yuan, so I usually don't eat there.

I think the quality of life in a country is judged by whether people can live a normal quality of life in terms of food and drink, rather than basic quality of life.

At the very least, one should be able to afford to regularly consume basic-level foods like Shaxian and Huangshan restaurants.

Volume 1: Chapter 14 Going Home and Building the Game

And now... he's cheating!

Oh no, it's a golden thigh.

Rother smirked, his expression making you want to tear his mouth apart.

However, theoretically speaking, people are different. Some people are born with good memories, some have high intelligence, some can run fast... and some have double pupils, or innate sacred bodies or Dao embryos...