The Mist of the Manor: 01

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Ye He sat by the bed with a serious expression, with a noisy mechanical sound in his ear.:    

 [Yes, the host, you did die in that car accident. 】     

[Because I feel your strong will to survive, I am bound to you. 】     

Hearing the system's words, Ye He couldn't help but exhale slowly.   

  It should have been a happy thing to get the opportunity to be reborn after encountering an accidental death, but the system that binds him claims to be the Krypton gold system.     

The Krypton gold system, as the name suggests, if you want to survive, you have to keep krypton gold, and there is money in every breath.     

According to the system, they are reasonably charged and priced clearly, not according to the day, month and year, but only according to the minute, 100 yuan per minute.     
Of course, if there is no money, then life will come to an abrupt end.     

Soon after opening his eyes, Ye He realized that he was in a strange room and that the clothes on his body were not the T-shirt he was wearing when he was in a car accident, but a clean white shirt and black trousers.     

At the same time, the mechanical sound of the self-proclaimed system began to sound in his ears, which eased Ye He's anxiety when he first arrived in a strange place to a certain extent.     

Ye He originally thought that the Krypton gold system would be his savior, but he didn't expect that the opponent might be a living Hades.

He pinched the watch to record his life span. Once the money was spent, he would never leave him until five o'clock.     

The system didn't realize what Ye He was thinking, and continued:

[The host's deposit is really a bit thin. The system deducted all the money from your meal card in exchange for 24 hours and 56 minutes. 】     

[Okay, it's 24 hours and 55 minutes now. 】     

Ye He stiffened, looked around, and said distraught: “I shouldn't be here, I should be at the door of the bank. ”     

The countdown to life has entered, and the system brought him here. This is not a waste of his chance to survive as a Jedi!    

 [This system does not support the host to do what is written in the criminal law. I believe in using the host's hardworking hands to create wealth. ]

The System said wordlessly. Ye He glanced down at his hands:
“. . . . . . I have hands, but they are useless. ”     

[Don't worry, the host, this system will also provide a variety of legitimate part-time opportunities. Although it is a shuttle to different worlds, it is rich in rewards to help you realize your life freedom as soon as possible. 】     

Hearing the system's words, Ye He's eyes lit up suddenly, feeling guilty that he had just said in his heart that the system was a living Hades.     

Of course, if the system hadn't really brought him back from the dead, it would be difficult for Ye He not to suspect that the familiar technique of the opponent was a black intermediary.     

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