#16Chapter 16 Black Police!
As a sheriff, your clone works hard for a month, and with all kinds of bonuses and subsidies, the monthly income does not exceed 20,000 Federal Credits.
But as long as you catch a smuggler, and turn a blind eye to let him live, you can easily get more than 100,000 Federal Credits in 'ransom'! Equivalent to nearly half a year's income for the sheriff.
It's hard for anyone to resist this temptation. Ordinary police officers don't dare to accept it because they fear the sanctions and supervision of federal laws, and because they have beliefs and pursuits beyond money in their hearts.
But the clone dares! Even if your clone knows that once he reaches out, there will be a day when he will be exposed, but this is just a simulation after all, and when you really think about it, the risk of pioneering is much higher than corruption, so what does he dare not do?!
Belief and pursuit? What belief and pursuit can a clone of mine have? Becoming stronger is my belief, and making money is my pursuit! This dog-eat-dog world, full of injustice and ungrateful villains, is not worthy of my protection at all!
In the first simulation, he tasted all the warmth and coldness of human relationships, and in this simulation, he successively experienced being conscripted by the Iron Blood Society's assessment team and betrayed by the devoted team. Your clone is already full of disappointment in this morbid world!
"Hey, hey, it's not that bad, it's really not that bad."
"There are still many good people in the world, like our fellow villagers, like... okay, isn't it enough to have fellow villagers?"
Link quickly tried to save the clone's extreme thoughts.
Your clone thinks what you said makes some sense, but unfortunately, your clone has no turning back.
After getting the first 'ransom,' your clone formed a connection with that smuggler nicknamed Fatty Hu.
Every month, he would try his best to offer a large amount of money to your clone, sometimes as much as hundreds of thousands of Federal Credits a month, and sometimes as little as fifty or sixty thousand, and all your clone had to do was to give him a heads-up before the police station swept through.
Under the protection of your clone, Fatty Hu's smuggling business grew bigger and bigger. He even established a gang called Nightingale, recruiting more than a dozen civilian professionals who had completed their first job advancement. Nearly half of the smuggled dungeon props in the Third District of Donghua City fell into the hands of Fatty Hu and Nightingale.
Your clone's involvement with Fatty Hu is getting deeper and deeper, reaching a point where they are completely inseparable, but your clone doesn't care about this, because as his relationship with Fatty Hu becomes closer, Fatty Hu's 'tribute' to him becomes more and more generous. Now, the income that Fatty Hu brings to the clone every month has reached an astonishing 300,000 Federal Credits!
Thanks to Fatty Hu's filial piety, in just half a year, you bought a long-awaited Silver-grade skill book, 'Silver Dou Qi'! This skill book can transform the warrior's stamina into energy to cover the body to offset damage, or it can be transformed into an attack and released to cause a wide range of attacks! It is known as the strongest Silver-grade skill for warriors! With it, your clone can be called a true Silver-grade warrior!
On the day he obtained Silver Dou Qi, your clone entered the level 15 police station internal dungeon, "Rampage City," alone. With the fierce Silver Dou Qi, you easily cut through the first dungeon BOSS, which used to take a day or even two days to barely pass, and after a fierce battle, successfully killed the second dungeon BOSS. It wasn't until you encountered the third dungeon BOSS, whose level had reached 20, that you felt overwhelmed by the opponent's fierce offensive and withdrew.
This time in the dungeon, your clone's level finally broke through to level 21! In addition, your clone also obtained dungeon props worth 80,000 Federal Credits in the dungeon. It's a pity that the output of the police station dungeon ultimately belongs to the police station, and you have no right to own these spoils. At most, the end-of-month bonus will be more generous.
Fortunately, with the profits from Fatty Hu's tribute, your clone doesn't care about this 'small money' now.
After exiting the dungeon, your clone recalled the battle with the third dungeon BOSS, and felt that as long as he was more cautious, operated more carefully, and had an auxiliary to help him recover his state, he might not have the possibility of defeating the third BOSS.
It's a pity that the recovery of the shelter value requires a full week, and your clone has no way to immediately verify his ideas, so he can only put the strategy of the dungeon aside for the time being.
Two days later, your clone, who was as usual goofing off at the police station, came across a strange breaking news.
The content of the news was that a large number of monster gathering places and an abnormal number of wilderness lords had suddenly appeared worldwide recently. Many marginal cities were encountering unprecedented wilderness beast tides, and more than thirty human cities had been destroyed as a result.
But before your clone could carefully ponder the content of this breaking news, the news quickly changed to the status of 'the publisher has deleted it, and the content is no longer visible.'
Without much thought, your clone didn't take this news to heart. When night came, your clone came to the township area of the Third District and found Fatty Hu, who has now become a somewhat influential gang boss in the Third District.
Fatty Hu told you about the troubles the Nightingale gang had been encountering recently, saying that a kid nicknamed Pot Lid was robbing their business, and the two professionals he sent to deal with the other party had all lost contact.
Your clone, who had no intention of directly participating in gang disputes, did not give Fatty Hu the response he expected, but just told Fatty Hu to be careful, and he would find a chance to use the power of the police station to wipe out this ignorant kid.
After taking away a considerable amount of filial piety as usual, your clone left Fatty Hu's place. Just as he was walking back to the police station... With a burst of dense footsteps, your clone was stunned to see a group of masked 'thugs' surrounding him.
Before the clone could ask, a short-haired boy with a height of only 1.6 meters and a slender figure, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, walked directly from the crowd to the clone and took the lead in asking, "You are the black cop behind Fatty Hu, right?"
Connecting to what Fatty Hu said to you, your clone immediately reacted and asked back, "You are the kid called Pot Lid in Fatty Hu's mouth?"
"Very good, it seems I didn't find the wrong person." Pot Lid said, "This is a gang dispute, the existence of you police officer is too dangerous, so sorry, I'm going to kill you here."
Your clone smiled, pointed to the ordinary people around him who weren't even professionals, and raised the corners of his mouth with a faint mockery.
Pot Lid didn't seem to see the clone's disdain, and didn't care about the clone's identity as a professional.
With Pot Lid's order, countless masked thugs took out the knives they had prepared in advance and killed your clone...