Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 167 The Reason of Failure

Time passed by second by second.

The computer people who have not recovered the arrears are approaching step by step.

"Giorno"

Li Qing asked helplessly:

"What should I do next?"

Although a little frustrated, he had to admit that the only way he could survive was to lie down and win.

After all, the effect of will is limited. No matter how strong Li Qing's will is, he can't conjure something worth tens of millions out of thin air.

At this moment, whether it is Li Qing, Bugarati or other companions, they can only pin their last hope on Giorno's "golden money printing machine".

"I"

Giorno, whose companions placed high hopes on him, had a serious expression on his face.

Although he has noticed something is wrong, he has not been able to come up with the answer to that question from beginning to end:

Why did the repayment fail?

Whether it is a Julia Rose or a panda, although it is difficult to determine the specific price, they are definitely valuable items.

That stand-in can even recycle the brass on the bullets and the blood in the human body at the market price. How could he discard these valuable items like garbage?
These questions have been entrenched in my heart and have not been answered for a long time.

And just when Giorno was hesitating in this confusion, the computer people launched a siege again.

They are fast and unstoppable by attacks.

In just a few breaths, these difficult phantoms entangled tightly like tarsal maggots.

"Giorno!"

The companions called Giorno's name nervously.

Facing the unstoppable and unattackable enemy, all they can count on now is the only hopeful companion in the team.

“Golden Experience!”

Giorno also has no other tricks for the time being.

He could only try again to create a red dragon koi worth millions, and tentatively threw it at the three computer men who were tightly surrounded.

These computer people are "computer people" in the true sense, and they can only execute programs rigidly.

So as long as they are "fed" items, no matter whether these items can be recycled to pay off debts, they will stop in a daze to evaluate and recycle the items.

This can create a lot of breathing opportunities for Giorno and others.

But at the same time, they also knew that such a trick was completely drinking poison to quench their thirst.

Because the longer time is delayed, the stronger the enemy doubles will become, and the more debts they will accumulate on them.

If the problem is not fundamentally solved, failure will only happen sooner or later.

Unfortunately, Giorno's third attempt also failed:

"Red Dragon Koi, recyclable."

"Repayment failed, repayment failed"

The red dragon koi covered with gorgeous patterns was thrown to the ground like a shoe by the computer man, turning into a salted fish that was unable to tremble in the mud.

"This"

After three attempts, Giorno finally understood some mystery:
"That's right, it's different from the previous glass slag."

"The stand-in said 'garbage, not recyclable' when throwing away the glass shards."

"And when it comes to discarding roses, pandas and koi, it says 'recyclable' but 'repayment failure'."

"That is to say, the value of those items themselves has been recognized, and there are other reasons for the failure of repayment."

"And for this reason."

Giorno thought hard for a while.

At this time, Fabio's performance not far away gave him some hints:
From the very beginning, Fabio has been sitting there indifferently, calmly, with a hint of playfulness in his smile.

Even when Giorno created the 2600 million Julia Rose, he did not show any panic or wavering.

And as Giorno failed again and again, the mockery in his smile became more apparent.

It was as if Fabio had expected Giorno to use this trick from the very beginning, and he had known for a long time that this trick would never work.

"Since it can be predicted in advance, then the reason has to be found from the root."

After realizing that the failure was not due to the value of the item, Giorno began to change his mind.

He began to analyze Fabio's stand-in mechanism from scratch:
"It's not hard to see that the action of this substitute roughly restores the real loan behavior."

"And in reality. Could it be?"

Giorno said to himself:
"If you want to pay the debt to the bank, you should pay it with your own things."

"And the rocks and clods that I use to make plants and animals don't technically belong to me."

"Is that right?"

Apache on the side couldn't help but interjected.

"If it is to restore the real lending behavior - judging from the exorbitantly high interest rate, this double is obviously restoring the kind of usury business that only gangsters would do."

"For usurers, they don't care where the debtors get their money from."

"As long as they can squeeze the money out of those who have been taken advantage of, even if the debtors robbed the money from the bank, they will still accept it."

That's exactly what happened.

Apaki had been a policeman for almost a year. Many criminals he encountered in his career were completely depraved because they were cornered by loan sharks.

Those loan sharks are vampires who eat human flesh and blood. Not only do they not care where the money comes from or who it belongs to, they even force the debtors to do illegal things to pay back the money.

If "everyone's financial management" really restores reality in this way, then it should accept money from all comers.

unless
Giorno's pupils shrank.

He suddenly reacted:

"There is only one situation that will make the gangsters who lend usury unwilling to accept repayment."

"That's why this 'money' originally belonged to the creditor!"

Crack, crack, crack, crack.

Fabio clapped his hands unhurriedly.

"It's really smart."

Like a nobleman who was amused by the wonderful performance of the clown on stage, he said to Giorno and the others in a condescending tone:
"Yeah, you finally got it right"

"Stealing the creditor's 'money' and repaying the creditor's debt is of course not allowed."

"What do you mean?"

Mista and the others on the side are still a little unresponsive:
"What do you mean by taking his 'money'?"

"The rocks and soils used to make animals and plants are all picked from the ground, so why is it his property?"

"Because that's what's mine!"

"The soil, rocks, trees, and this whole valley are all mine!"

"I didn't lie to you before"

"This is indeed my home. Unfortunately, you have come to my home field—and this is why I was assigned to act with that blaster."

Fabio said very proudly.

Facing the astonished Mista and the others, he spoke his full name again with great pride:

"As I said, my name is Fabio Del Bruni."

"And this valley is called Bruni Valley. It has been the private property of our Bruni family since hundreds of years ago!"

"The flowers, plants, trees, streams, mountains and rocks here belong to me, Fabio; even the road around the mountain was built by my grandfather during the heyday of our family."

"If you take my stone without consent, you are stealing my property."

"How can such 'stolen goods' be used to repay the loan!"

Fabio excitedly told about the past glory of the family, his face flushed extremely red.

But Giorno's expression was much calmer.

He was no longer confused or flustered, just like a captain who finally found his way on the vast sea.

"If that's the case, then I know what to do."

Giorno tore a large piece of fabric from his student uniform:

"It's my junior high school uniform, and it's definitely my thing."

"If you use it as a raw material, you should be able to successfully repay the loan, right?"

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

The golden experience waved the fist that contained a lot of vitality.

The unpretentious piece of cloth twisted and deformed like this, and turned into a cluster of coquettish and beautiful Julia roses in an instant.

This bunch of flowers was thrown out by Giorno.

The computer people swarmed towards the bouquet, like sharks smelling blood:
"Julia Rose, recyclable."

"It's worth 2600 million, and the repayment was successful."

(End of this chapter)