The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

The nitpicker felt like he had been waiting for a long time, then the lid of the game pod was opened, and his mother sat up.

He immediately knelt down on one knee and leaned closer: "How was it? Mom, did you register successfully? Isn't it great inside—"

Before he could finish speaking, his mother slapped him across the face: "The game pod says I'm a direct blood relative on the blacklist. What did you do? Tell me—"

She tolerated her son's habit of staying in his room all day, sponging off his parents, refusing to work or do housework.

But he's still on the blacklist?

Who are on that blacklist? People who are practically in jail!

The mother of the nitpicker felt like she couldn't breathe. Her son had actually done something that was explicitly prohibited by the state. Whether he did it voluntarily or was instigated by others, she couldn't accept it.

The fault-finding guy got slapped, his vision blurred, and he immediately backed away, shouting, "I didn't—"

But I was filled with dread.

That blacklist is indeed real!

What will he do next?

"You didn't? How could they say that if you didn't have any?" The mother of the fault-finding boy stood up, tears welling in her eyes, and slapped him with both hands. "I raised you with great difficulty, and you were lazy and refused to work. I didn't say anything to you, but what did you do? If I had known you were this kind of thing, I would have let you live with your scumbag father!"

She lived a law-abiding life, working diligently and earning her wages no matter how hard life was. She never did anything illegal or criminal, and she didn't even try to take advantage of others. But her son actually went against the country!

The fault-finding guy was already terrified, and being hit only fueled his anger. He was extremely anxious and uneasy. Adding to his rage, his mother discovered his true colors, and he couldn't help but shove her forcefully, shouting:

"Why did you hit me? If you were rich enough to let me sponge off you, would I need to work so hard? I've ended up like this because you're incompetent and useless! Let me tell you, I paid money to smear people and got blacklisted because you're poor, incompetent, and can't give me a good life!"

The nitpicker's mother was pushed by him, lost her balance, and sat down on the ground.

The anger on her face was replaced by disbelief and pain as she looked at her son without saying a word.

She never imagined that her son would push her and say such things.

Seeing that she remained silent, the fault-finding man became even more convinced that he was right. A surge of resentment welled up inside him, and he kicked his mother again: "It's all your fault for being blind to marry my father! Couldn't you have found a capable man? Let me tell you, whatever I've done, it's all your fault. You gave birth to me, but you're incapable of providing me with a good life, you—"

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp pain shot through his back.

Then a rain of fists fell on his back, accompanied by his uncle's furious voice: "You beast, how dare you hit your mother! If she hadn't raised you, you would have been dead long ago. People say inferior genes are hereditary, and they're absolutely right. You just inherited your heartless and incompetent father; they're both beasts!"

The nitpicker didn't finish high school and has been living off his parents ever since. Besides spending money to smear the country and celebrities, he spends all his time playing video games, living a life with his days and nights reversed. He's in very poor health, and when his uncle beat him up, he was completely powerless to fight back.

After beating up the troublemaker, the uncle tied him up with a rope and looked at his sister: "What do you plan to do with this beast?"

If it were him, he would definitely kick the person out.

I'm already twenty years old this year, and I'm still unemployed.

He could tolerate an unemployed vagrant, but if he were even slightly filial, he would have reluctantly put up with this cheap nephew.

But he's a beast. He doesn't do any work, and he's always asking his mother for money. Now he's even gone so far as to beat his mother.

He has no ability of his own, yet he blames his mother for not giving him a good life.

Seeing his furious uncle, the fault-finding boy, fearing another beating, began to show weakness: "Mom, please ask Uncle to let me go. I didn't mean to."

The mother of the nitpicker looked at her son, whose face was bruised and swollen, with a blank expression in both her eyes and face.

Although her son was now bruised and battered, his face full of pleading, looking pitiful, what kept flashing through her mind was his ferocious face when he had just cursed and kicked her.

All these years, she has raised not a son, but a beast just like her ex-husband.

After a long while, she spoke in a bitter voice: "You're eighteen now. From now on, you're responsible for your own life. I won't give you any more money. This is your uncle's house. You should move out as soon as possible."

The younger uncle was overjoyed to hear that his sister had actually figured it out: "That's right, that's how it should be. Sis, you should have done this a long time ago!" He then turned sternly to the fault-finding brother and said, "Get out of here today!"

The fault-finding guy was kicked out.

He was carrying his luggage and didn't know where to go. After thinking for a while, he decided to go to an internet cafe.

It's a place where you can access the internet and stay overnight, which is perfect for him.

The nitpicker was very bothered by the fact that being blacklisted meant he couldn't access the virtual world. After settling down at the internet cafe, he immediately searched for related information.

Many netizens have reported that family members of people on their blacklists or neighbors are unable to enter the virtual reality: "Even direct blood relatives can't enter, so it's even more impossible for the person themselves. It's so satisfying, hahaha..."

"I know one, hahaha, he got beaten up by his family in a doubles match."

"Hey, I have a son here who got beaten up by his teenage son. He's a real hoodlum, and he got beaten up so badly that we onlookers found it very satisfying."

"Virtual Reality Official: We've fixed the bug where the blacklist was ineffective. Are you all satisfied?"

The nitpickers got more and more anxious as they read on, and immediately went to their headquarters to ask what to do.

The group admin reassured everyone: "What are you worried about? The game pod has just been launched, and the experts haven't had time to crack it yet. Wait a few days, at the latest a month, and the cracked version will be available. Then, you can go in whenever you want. A month won't cause any problems; it's just later than the first batch."

Ruan Mianmian scrolled through the comments and scoffed.

If it's a purely technological product, it's quite possible that it could be cracked by an expert.

However, so far, all the high-tech products launched on the market are combinations of technology and cultivation, and those who are not cultivators simply cannot crack them.

Let those haters on the blacklist continue to fantasize; it's satisfying to see their beautiful fantasies crumble little by little.

There will be plenty of good things to make these rats in the gutter regret it later.

The day before she was to travel to another location, Ruan Mianmian braved the 40-degree Celsius heat and played in the mountain city wearing a full set of clothes that covered her up completely.

Beside her, a fan, drenched in sweat, recognized her and excitedly approached: "Ruan Mianmian, I'm your fan—"

Ruan Mianmian waved and greeted everyone with a smile: "Hello."

Several fans waved to her, saying, "Come over here and cool off in the shade, don't get heatstroke."

"No need, I'm not hot." Ruan Mianmian remained standing in the blazing sun.

Fans didn't believe it: "How can it not be hot? It's 42 degrees Celsius now, it's easy to get heatstroke."