Prodigal System

Prodigal System
Target, Hong Dali


"Oh? That's very good news .. ”Lucifer, who looks to be around 23 to 24 years old, didn't even turn his head, as he concentrated on playing his game. The guard who came to inform him of his freedom did not dare to make a move and waited for him to finish his game.


The wait takes 20 minutes.


Finally, Lucifer won and closed his game in satisfaction, then slowly he turned his body around.


An unforgettable face with just one look.


His forehead was wide and full, the bridge of his nose was tall and straight, his gaze was as excited as lightning, and the part that left a deep impression was a long, black wing-like birthmark on his right cheek. Coupled with a cynical smile and attractive golden hair, his entire person was filled with demonic charisma.


“I remember that the last time you all came to tell me, you said that you wanted me to do some things for you. “Lucifer crossed his legs and smiled. "I think it's time for me to know what it is, right?"


"Yes, Sir. Lucifer. "The guard, Snow, respectfully said," Please follow me. ”


"Ohh, understand, it seems like today is really a good day. After I get out, maybe I should celebrate. Lucifer laughed and stood up. He was taller than an ordinary person, about 1. Height 85 meters. His shoulders, especially, were much wider than usual, and he had absolutely no weak feelings from the geeks who lived here every day.


"Mr . Lucifer has gained freedom, which naturally needs to be celebrated. “Salju flattered. "May I know if Sir. Lucifer has good advice to guide me a little? "


“Do not bet on a ball game. "Lucifer timidly said," You know I've always hated him. ”


"O ... OK!"


After taking Lucifer to Horace's office, the guard immediately pulled out his phone and called. "Hey, Harris. Look, Lucifer is obviously telling you not to bet on a ball game. He hates! For now, don't bet on any ball game, whatever it is, do you listen to me! ”


"Yes God!" The person on the other end of the phone exclaimed, “Tonight is Team Chivas vs Team Mosgow. I was just ready to bet 50,000 dollars on it! Chivas team will win. Brother, are we giving up just like that? ”


"A blank muzzle, don't you heed what Lucifer said!" The guard anxiously said, "Have you forgotten about the previous time? If you place a bet, you will definitely lose a lot! "


"O ... OK!"



"Ah, Sir. Lucifer. Hello After seeing Lucifer Vincent Iverson enter the room, Horace immediately came forward to hug him. He smiled and said, "Before, I had made Mr. Lucifer suffered and stayed there for some time. I am so sorry . ”


"It's okay. ”After hugging, Lucifer found himself sitting on the spot because he was acting so calm. He took a drink, opened it, and drank a mouthful. Then, he smiled and said, “See 5 million every year, with the best computer and internet to let me play games. I'm still a little satisfied with this. ”


"Yes yes . '' Towards Lucifer, Horace needs to be careful. , “Today, after inviting Bpk. Lucifer is out, we have one target. “When he spoke, he took a photo of Hong Dali. Pointing at the picture, he said, "This is this guy. He was called Hong Dali, an extremely talented young man who had recently risen up in the Heaven Country. A lost child who has a somewhat advanced technology. In order to avoid the future, the possible threat it might pose to our Merika, so, we need you, Sir. Lucifer, to move. Later, we will give you specific details about him. "Speaking up to this point, Horace solemnly said," Get rid of him! "


Lucifer felt strange when he took the picture. After seeing Hong Dali on the picture, who was smiling very cheerfully and happily, he muttered. “This guy looks pretty good. All right, by then, it will depend on my mood. Um, you asked me to go to the State of Heaven, right? ”


"Yes . "Horace nodded. “We have completed all the necessary procedures for you. You can rest today, and tomorrow afternoon you will leave. ”


"GOOD . “Lucifer shrugged and smiled. “Heavenly Country, a mysterious country. I like that . ”



Professional league of Merika football.


"Gentlemen, today's battle is between Team Chivas vs Team Mosgow!" On the match pitch, the announcer was currently shouting at the top of his lungs. “Yes Gods, Team Chivas is the strongest football team in Merika, what kind of attack will the Mosgow team face? Three on one? Four vs one? Or maybe five to one? ”


"Brother, exactly what accident do you think will happen this time?" Harris lowered his voice and asked Snow who was beside him. "In this competition, no matter how unexpected it is, it will be Team Mosgow's victory or a draw, right?"


“I'm not sure either. You just need to know that for this competition, we can't bet a single cent on it. "Snow touched her chin. "Lucifer's words will certainly not be wrong. Let's see . I am also very curious about what will happen. ”


“Gentlemen, the competition is about to begin. The announcer loudly said, “Let's enjoy this spectacular match to the fullest! Of course, maybe for this competition, we just need to watch the performance of Team Chivas. ”


Harris took a cigarette and put it in his mouth. He then threw another one at Snow.


Both of them lit a cigarette and started smoking.


Upon seeing such a scene, Harris fiercely swallowed his cigarette and coughed. With such a fierce and intense attack, will something unexpected really happen in today's football game? This, is impossible, right? ”


"This ... this ..." Harris stared with very wide eyes. "Is this really okay?"


"Must ... Should have ..." Snow was also stunned. “Why is this Chivas Team so scary today ?! Back then, they weren't like this. Could Lucifer be inaccurate this time? "


Soon, the first half of the match was over. Although the score was still 0-0, anyone would have known that Team Mosgow held on with a last breath. Perhaps not long after, they would all collapse and be defeated.


The next half continues. The Chivas team continued to attack crazily, and the announcer spoke until his saliva scattered. Upon seeing that they would lose even without the strength to hold on, the spectators screamed, all voices supporting Team Chivas.


"It's .. There's no accident, right?" Harris felt strange and asked.


"Should ... Should be so, right?" Now, even Snow became somewhat uncertain.


Then, as if to prove it right, an accident finally appeared …


"As expected, the great Chivas Team did not disappoint.." Speaking up to this point, the announcer stopped abruptly as if he was strangled. After a moment of silence, a shout pierced through the sky. "Godaku-!!!!"


It's not because Team Chivas has scored. Just when the audience was feeling curious about what was really going on, suddenly, the sound of gunfire rang out!


Boom boom boom boom – !!!


That's the sound of a machine gun!


Right at that moment, the announcer's microphone was struck, and a deep and terrifying voice sounded. “Ah, dear audience. Hello, I'm called a clown. Of course, I'm not the clown of the circus. The job I do is very simple — killing people is my job, and robbery is my hobby. Everyone, it's best for you not to move. Or else, I won't be held responsible if anything happens, yahahahaha! ”


"This ... This ..." Snow and Harris stared in bewilderment. "This is also possible ?!"


The entire stadium was first silent, then an earth-shaking cry sounded. "Th-!!!!"


The clown subordinates raised their machine guns and shot them dead again, then the entire place ended up silent.


“Mm, I'm sorry for scaring everyone. "The madam grinned and snapped her fingers. “Now, I announce that the competition has stopped. Everyone, you'd better give up all your money. If you cooperate well, I'll consider killing fewer people … "



Merika news report that afternoon: “At the match between Team Chivas and Team Mosgow, due to the involvement of the organization leader*****, 'Clown,' the game came to a halt. According to the news, aside from the audience being robbed of all their money, the amount of the bet had also been completely mixed up. Currently, the police are conducting an investigation … "



Shanghai Tianhai, in Shiroishi Kazuma's secret apartment.


"Young Master Qian, how many users are left in the Spiritual Sword?" asked Shiroishi Kazuma who was bedridden with expressionless eyes. He had always prided himself on not leaving any gaps in his plans. But this time, he was really seriously injured.


Previously, on the aspect of the online novel website, it could still be said that he had made a small mistake and underestimated the hatred of the citizens of the Heavenly State towards the Jaban people.


But this time, for the online battle game, Shiroishi Kazuma could be said to have done nothing wrong. He has done everything perfectly. Nevertheless, a few days later, all of his hard work went to waste, causing nearly 500 million capital funds to evaporate completely. In the future, the Spiritual Sword would not be able to regain even a single cent.


"Mr . Shi, the Spiritual Sword was only left with .. "Qian Youjin's voice was very helpless and disappointed. “Only left with about 50,000 users .. Many servers are completely empty. 180 servers, empty just like that … "


"Hehe, this time, we're really missing ..." Shiroishi Kazuma slightly waved his hand. "Go. I'm going to lie here for a while and think about it properly … "


"Yes, Sir. Shi'i. "Qian Youjin said in a soft voice," Rest. Don't think about it too much. ”


After Qian Youjin left, Shiroishi Kazuma looked at the ceiling listlessly and muttered, "Hong Dali .. Hong Dali. This incredible fortune of yours has made you very confident. Too bad you're not Jaban. Since we cannot have it, then we can only ... completely destroy you! ”


Thinking up to this point, he took out his phone, installed an encipherer receiving device, then dialed a very long number …