Never divorce, never stop getting rich

When Mao Dong was tied up and put on the carriage, his face was numb. He turned around and asked the officer outside the prison car, "Brother, where are you going to drag me to die this time?"

"Want to die? That's easy. I'll send you to the battlefield later and you'll die soon." The officer said casually.

"Battlefield? What battlefield?"

Mao Dong held on tightly to the railings of the prison van, having a bad feeling in his heart.

"We have lost several cities due to the invasion of foreign enemies. They are about to reach the capital!" said the officer angrily.

"No, it's impossible..."

Before Mao Dong had time to ask in detail, a volley of arrows came from a distance, and many prisoners in the surrounding prison carts were shot to death.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Quick, send them outside the city gate!"

The officers hurriedly opened the door of Mao Dong's prison car, sent the group of prisoners out of the city gate, then quickly fled and closed the city gate.

Mao Dong put on rattan armor in a daze, held a spear in his hand, and followed a group of strangers to meet the enemy.

Outside the city gate, many foreigners were pushing many Tang people towards the city. Anyone who resisted was killed by the foreigners' knives.

The foreigners were all tall and strong, with muscles all over their bodies and red eyes. The big blade was emitting cold air, and no one knew how many people's heads they had chopped off.

Mao Dong nervously tried to retreat, but was pushed forward by the people behind him. The city gates were closed, so where could he hide?

"Don't be afraid, we'll all come together soon. Whether we can survive depends on today!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd, and many people responded.

Mao Dong had already been frightened. Although he was a gangster, he had never done anything like killing people. On the battlefield, swords and knives were merciless, and there was no way he could return alive.

"I don't want to go. I'm innocent. I haven't done anything wrong. Let me go. I want to go home. I want to find my father..."

The leader of the foreign tribes heard the prisoners' morale-boosting shouts and couldn't help but smile contemptuously. He ordered the Tang country cannon fodder to be led and shouted at the prisoners:

"Your relatives are here. If you surrender, your families will live. Otherwise, you will all die here today."

Mao Dongcai didn't care about that and turned around to find a gap to get out. He wanted to go back to the capital and he didn't want to fight.

"Mao Dong!! Don't worry about us. You must be loyal to Tang Country and to His Majesty..."

"Fuck! How did you see me when there are so many people here?"

Mao Dong was startled by the familiar voice. He stood on tiptoe to look and actually saw his father, several uncles, aunts, and even the favored little cousin born to his aunt among the hostages.

"Aren't you in the capital? How did you end up here? This is too weird!"

Before he could finish his words, the foreigner raised his sword. Before Mao Dong could react, the sword fell, and his father, his family, and his cousin all lost their heads, and blood was spilled all over the ground.

Mao Dong's blood ran cold.

He never thought that he would see his father's head and body separated, nor did he ever think that he would feel like this when all his relatives passed away.

"Fuck your grandma! I'm going to fight you!"

Mao Dong had forgotten all about running away, being afraid, and finding a place to hide. He only knew that at this moment, he had no home.

The situation got out of control, and all the prisoners rushed forward. Everyone was fearless and their hands were stained with blood. The crazy revenge also shook the foreigners whose size and strength were far inferior to those of the Tang people.

On the battlefield, only people die, no one retreats.

When Mao Dong was pierced by thousands of arrows, he was still thinking that he must not let these bastards occupy any more land.

"Brother! Brother, this is the protection fee that a few brothers and I just collected. Please take a look!"

The sunlight flashed through his eyes. Mao Dong stood on the same street, looking at the same little brother rushing towards him, and fell into deep thought.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?" His brother looked at Mao Dong raising his arm, but then silently putting it down, feeling very puzzled.

"Fuck..." Mao Dong endured it again and again, and said to his brother seriously: "Give the money back to them, we don't want a single copper!"

After saying this, he didn't even wait for the brother to reply and went straight to the candied fruit shop next door. His father had no other hobbies and just liked to eat snacks. He was even ridiculed by his aunt for not being a man.

"A total of one tael and six cents." Qian Qiansui handed over the packaged candied fruit.

As soon as Mao Dong opened his mouth, he wanted the female shopkeeper to put it on the account, but the next moment he honestly found a small piece of silver and put it on the counter.

"keep the change."

"Thank you, little brother. Remember to come again next time!"

Qian Qiansui stood behind the counter and watched Mao Dong walk towards his father's house with a strange smile.

"What's wrong with me!" Mao Dong felt very annoyed when he thought about meeting his father. The previous dream-like situations were difficult to explain.

"Hey! Boy, are you Mao Dong?"

Someone patted Mao Dong's shoulder from behind, and Mao Dong responded without thinking.

"It was him. He molested a young lady on this street and was sentenced by the master to serve in a brothel."

Several people rushed forward and tied Mao Dong up again with a rope.

"What? I didn't, I was just chatting with them, I didn't do anything bad, let me go..." Mao Dong was tied up tightly and carried to the Red Street.

When the people around saw this, they all pointed at him and talked. The young girls and wives, especially those he had flirted with before, all spat at him, looking very happy.

"Let me go! I'm a man! How can I go to a brothel? I've never heard of serving in a brothel! Let me go... Help! Help!!"

The door was locked. Lai Shun, holding an incense burner, stood hesitantly at the door. He listened to Mao Dong's screams from inside and said to Qian Qiansui in embarrassment, "Do we really need to arrange five incense burners a day? Won't that cause any problems?"

"It's okay, he can handle it." After all, the illusion system has guaranteed it.

"Are you planning anything for tomorrow?"

Lai Shun felt a little reluctant. Although he didn't know what those dreams would be like, they would definitely not be beautiful dreams.

"Let's prepare enough for three days first."

The illusion system is connected to the main system. After scanning Mao Dong's brain and considering the evil things he has done before, the system will automatically analyze a set of "reform" simulation benefits for him, which will help him cleanse his body and mind and become a new person.

As for those incenses, they are all harmless calming incense. It is optional to light them or not. They are just a cover to the outside world, equivalent to an opportunity for hypnosis.

Lai Shun expressed deep sympathy. Seeing Qian Qiansui about to leave, he asked casually, "Madam, are you going back home?"

"How can it be so fast? So many people have left the academy, and so many people have been expelled. If we want to revitalize it, we need to inject fresh blood. We need to recruit!"

[The fourth mission has been released. Since the host has chosen an education system that is different from ordinary business, the system has been re-planned and intelligently corrected.

Task content: The college has 100 students and the tuition fees are sufficient to support the college's expenses.

Since the host has chosen an education-related industry, the number of students is crucial. Having 100 students will enhance the reputation of the college.

Time limit: three months.

Reward: One random draw]

Qian Qiansui was stunned when he saw the number of students.