Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 163 Evening Border Omui City Boulevard

That's the present talking later, that's a story that's over, the past that's passed...... so many current criminals are insisting on making the girls cry all over the city!

"Yeah, I think old people used to tell you to flush past into the water and just look forward without looking back and buckle up super fast, too, huh? Who told you that, someone three times faster than usual?

It's a common story of girls forced into debt being enslaved, the culprit is always alone, a habitual offender who does well and commits daily crimes.

"" "." You've only been a few minutes! You've just been making excuses for those minutes, haven't you? All the current criminals caught that theory will be forgiven for their past!! Why is the statute of limitations a three-second rule!

"Yeah, it's important for some god to forgive you, 'cause you said kill him before he hit you in the right cheek? Yeah, none of humanity is guilty?

"" "You're killing nothing for forgiving that!? And you were abusing God! You were making me sit up and cry!! And why are you going to mankind!?" "

The culprit in the common story is the usual culprit, with the girls in the victim's city crying. Yeah, the debt slaves who were saved by the mushroom Crease, but couldn't pay for it and sold themselves to Yao Kun, and if they were forced to work in a garment factory or a spinning factory, they'd all be co-presidents?

"'Cause I'm so done collecting profits, and I'm on track to give it to you, right? No,' cause it's a workshop I built to throw round, so let's get thrown round for the poor innkeeper, huh? Yeah, if you got a problem, you could throw a round at the grocery store, right?

On second thought, I am a servant who works like a slave for Labyrinth royalty and Slime who served, and I also feel that I do not understand the difference between the employment and hospitality of a slave.

That's why I'm crying. If they saved a helpless life, volunteered to be a slave and worked to powder themselves with desperation to repay their gratitude, they would fit the unimaginable welfare offense of favourable clothing and accommodation, and if they were upset, they would get a workshop and they would all be presidents. Yeah, currently crying and confused?

'Cause you'll never know what you think, because there's no way you can calculate it right.

You need incredibly expensive mushrooms to cure your disease, and that's an irrevocable amount of money that you've worked for the rest of your life. So I never became a slave with the will to give it back even for a few minutes over my lifetime. Yet the more you work, the more luxurious the meal becomes, the beautiful new clothes that are paid for, the nicer rooms.

And the only people in person feel like slaves, but seriously working resident employees, so the harder they work, the more expensive salaries they get given. Yeah, it's a capability proportional compensation calculation, so the treatment goes up.

I worked so hard, confused and confused, not knowing what was going on the whole time. Trying to return even a small amount of grace... so the grace is turned upside down and mixed up with a vendetta. Because it's not a favor, it's an accident, a happy accident, an inevitable disaster of happiness that I have no choice but to give up.

The scales never hang each other. Instead of giving back the favor, I got a hugely lucrative workshop or factory, and I'm crying because I'm so grateful. Yeah, because it doesn't match the conversation or the formula with that minister, does it?

"'Cause the mushrooms that were excessive and disturbing just got stuck in your mouth by the devil?' Cause you're a boy in high school, you can't help it, can you?

"" "So you're telling me you can't stick mushrooms in my maiden's mouth!! Help me normally!! And the regular boys high school kids didn't go around sticking mushrooms in my girl's mouth, so don't say it like it's normal!!" "

Yes, he said he would help if I gave him mushrooms (free), so he had them work on a turnover basis, and he was happy to throw round that he had fewer jobs because manufacturing could be commissioned and profitable. Because it's the same for free, I haven't even included my labor and technical fees in the calculation because the factory building and equipment manufacturing costs free of charge for building basic materials. So I am happy that I was able to throw the workshop round earlier than planned just to throw round because I am busy.

Therefore, there is no gratitude, no borrowing, no common sense, because the all-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-you-can-

"If you're gonna work for me, why don't you just give it all to me? Yeah, I can take it from you, and I already have enough technology to be independent? If we don't cut back on our internal jobs, boys' high school nights are doomed, lame, super busy, right?

"" "" Un, Soudesne "" "

Yeah, conversations that don't engage at all are based on different calculations. I don't believe in the economy itself at all while manipulating the monetary economy, I don't believe in money while manipulating the economy of the borders and kingdoms by myself. I find no value other than things and consideration, so Yao is happy that you made money from something free and similar. Basically, if you make it, if someone else makes it with their own money, you're busy because you'll be in-house with someone else's money, national-level production, and you're just throwing that round?

"Absolutely not. Why don't you explain it to me normally every time...... I can't, can I?

"At least have a meaningful conversation... you've never seen it before, have you?

"Yes, it's impossible without the presence of the chairman of the interpreting committee, 'Did you leave the rest to me? Like?' I thought it was more unusual to understand just that?

No, we all largely know that!? Because every time, every time, you're a habitual offender, you have a negative prospect of regeneration?

I'll forgive my sisters and girls who are tearing me apart and explaining, people's incredible happiness makes me scared and cry. So did the orphans, and so did we in the cave, that's why the killer remains a habitual criminal all the time... because he's always a very bad guy crying someone out there somewhere.

The people on the border are annoying. But that's the strength that tolerates unhappiness as a matter of course, so I try my best to be happy. Yao won't forgive me for that, I will never admit that, I don't even suspect that happiness is natural and unhappiness is a history of laughing and killing. Yeah, I'm willing to even kill abstract concepts like unhappiness, fate, or a hopeless future, and I believe that most things in the world can be solved if you hit them with a stick. I'm demonstrating something incredible every day.

"If I thought my uncles were crying before this, today was the garment factory -"

"Somewhere in the village, they started worshipping as best they could, even though the evil gods still seem to be more profitable."

"I guess you don't understand it in people's values... and how long the hell are you willing to insist that you're a person"

Yes, I've always been and still am an internal worker. A free trade that orders no one and no one. I'll throw everything round, but I'll throw in all the profits and all the revenue... I'll blow it, but I'm not willing to exploit it it.

So the bustling city is rich without even a shadow at the time it came, and the people who were desperately smiling are smiling with a sense of heartfelt happiness. A city filled with genuine happiness that the legendary Virgins have dreamed of, because everyone believes in the future and there are no shards of anxiety or fright left.

The people on the border finally got the happiness they dreamed of, and it became believable that the happiness they kept taking away would not be taken away. The city is so stiff that demons wouldn't notice if they flooded "Stampede" so hard, and the city is litterly overrun by the Great Labyrinth.

Even morbidly worried people can't even worry if they're desperate to find a source of worry anymore. The protection of the iron walls, and the vicious aggression that overflows the city beyond!

So we can all work safely and believe in a happy tomorrow - and naturally turn the whole city into a Mixed Mixed Mixed, saying that only the Big Dear is happy and not natural.

Behind us blending into the bustling city… The Great Master is having trouble with the women crying and pushing us to escape! Yeah, you're still preaching today.