A total of 1.05 million debts, if he can get 100,000 manuscript fees a year, before the Apocalypse system comes to collect debts...... It should be done.

These debts can't kill people...... Chen Miao thought hatefully.

It's a big deal if he doesn't fall in love and doesn't buy a computer, he won't believe it, and he can't afford to pay back the money after ten years of hard work.

In the future, as long as the book can be successfully opened, it will only be used for a month...... Use only ......

It takes more than 8,000 manuscript fees to pay off the debt!

Grab the money, the apocalypse system!

"It's up to you in the future. He sighed helplessly, then gently stroked Zhou Jiujiu and whispered softly to her.

Just at the moment when the task was completed, he saw a little Lori shadow curled up and sleeping, it should be Zhou Jiujiu, she was indeed sleeping.

All this contract is still going on, Zhou Jiujiu should be fine, just wait for her to wake up.

After Zhou Jiujiu wakes up, there should still be the effect of doubling the speed of the hand, and if the code is right, it should not be difficult to earn eight thousand a month.

It's just that money is tight, and the original plan to find a girlfriend in college is cold, and there is no money to fall in love, so do you invite her to eat steamed buns every day?

He still has to go to school, and the only way to make money in the past few years in school should be codeword.

If it weren't for the fact that the Apocalypse system had eliminated all the possibility of ghostwriting from the roots, Chen Miao would have wanted to engage in the ancient profession of gunslinger.

There is a hand speed note, and doing this may be more profitable than your own code words.

If you can't make money with codewords...... Chen Miao gritted her teeth, thinking of the story of the "dancing group" that has been very popular recently, and her heart said that it was a big deal to go to the club to teach people to dance and eat soft rice!

But this thing is soft rice...... If you can't eat it, it's better not to eat it, both father and son eat soft rice, and it doesn't sound good to say, right?

My mother worked hard to raise herself, but she didn't let him eat soft rice in the future.

Chen Miao's thoughts couldn't help but drift to where to eat soft rice...... If the other party is good-looking...... Maybe...... Not bad?

was still thinking about it, and the group was suddenly circled, from ...... The little eagle stewed mushrooms, the warm-hearted old brother who made him both grateful and painful.

"Chairman Chen Miao, you have sorted out everyone's homework very well. ”

The online article will have to repay the debt in the next ten years, and it may not be enough to repay, and the job in the society cannot be lost.

Even though she was in an extremely complicated mood now, Chen Miao still quickly replied: "This is what I should do." ”

Because he has read everyone's homework roughly, he sorted out all the similar points of view when sorting it out, and it seems that Xiaodiao Stewed Mushroom has discovered this detail.

I thought he should be very busy after becoming a god, but I didn't expect that he was really changing his homework.

"Not long after "Dream Road" was released, I also clicked on the binding to read it, why did I look at it and it was gone?!"

Someone in the group suddenly came up with such a sentence.

Of the 100,000 debts, you will be liable for 420 yuan.

For Chen Miao now, every bound reader means a debt.

Chen Miao silently drew a circle for him in his heart, and planned to find an excuse to deduct his benefits next month.

Unexpectedly, after joining the group, Xiaodiao stewed mushrooms, who had never said a total of ten words, replied: ""Dream Road" has been sealed again?"

Huh, he knows about the last time I was banned?

Chen Miao couldn't help but feel a little proud.

The author of the gods is paying attention to himself again, alas, the face plate is three times larger in an instant.