Ten years have passed since the time travel, and there is no awakening system, but Huang Yi is not panic at all.
Why? Because his life is good!
He landed in the home of a powerful man and became the only son of a slave plantation owner, so he could sit back and have nothing.
He could lie on the chair on the balcony on the second floor all day long, munching juicy tangerines leisurely while looking at the snow-white cotton fields in front of him, watching the serfs working, and admiring the "land" that would eventually belong to him.
!Waiting for that cheap father to return to the West one day and inherit this hundreds of acres of property.
Oh, by the way, his current name is - Victor Damon, the eldest son of the Damon family. He was only ten years old when he time-traveled over, and is now twenty.
The plantation of the Daemon family is located in a fertile land in the eastern part of the United States of Secred.
This is a different world country similar to the United States in the 19th century. The plantation economy is popular in the east, and the Dimon family is the largest powerhouse in this area, owning the largest cotton field and the tallest four-story villa.
The entire hill covered belongs to his family.
In addition to the serfs and servants in the garden, the family also maintains a large number of thugs, who patrol the area in twos and threes, all armed with guns. With this kind of formation, no one dares to provoke them for dozens of kilometers around, not even the sheriff.
It's a detour, a proper and powerful local emperor.
With this kind of foundation at the beginning, Victor felt that it didn't matter even if there was no system.
I just lie down, drink coffee, bask in the sun, and occasionally read the newspaper, and spend the whole day like this.
If he wanted to go out and hang out, he could summon several gun-wielding thugs to accompany him, causing chaos in the town. They would shoot wherever he pointed, causing countless girls to scream and widows to cry.
When others travel through hell mode, he is in super simple mode when he comes, and his life seems to be coming to an end all of a sudden, which is quite boring.
It can be said that he has taken advantage of all the good things. He lies on the balcony every day to bask in the sun and enjoy the income dividends brought by the exploitation of the plantation. His father, who is not very strict, does not care how his stupid son fools around all day long. He is not seeking death anyway.
That's fine, it's just a pension bureau.
"It's so boring. If I lie down for a few more years, I'll probably get Alzheimer's disease early."
How much Victor hopes that something will happen now, give him some difficulties or dungeons, so that he can start the game and show off immediately, but reality does not give him a chance! With this status, no one nearby dares to mess with him, how can he use the family
Is this golden finger here to show off and slap you in the face?
…
Well... speaking of golden fingers, although Victor does not have a system, he does have a golden finger.
It's not his family's power and financial resources, but the real "Golden Finger!"
In fact, it is indeed a "gold finger!"
A small trinket that Victor bought at a street stall near the company when he was still Huang Yi before time travel. The vendor told him that this thing could help him transport money and was made of pure gold.
No 98, just 9 yuan and take it away!”
It's made of pure gold... What idiot would believe such nonsense?
So Huang Yi bought it for 9 yuan...
This gadget is a small fist made of pure gold, with the index finger extended and pointing forward. It is indeed a "gold finger".
The hawker told Huang Yi: "This is called fairy guidance! Place it on the ground and turn it around. The direction pointed out will bring you wealth."
Huang Yi didn't believe it at all, but thinking about how he was jumped by the "immortal" in an apartment building yesterday and lost several thousand, and his body was in great pain. Why should he ask the "immortal" to compensate him for some losses today?
Then he walked around on the ground once and pointed to the location that led him to the city's detention center. So Huang Yi cursed and went back to the vendor to refund the money, only to find that the person had disappeared.
Later, he turned around again with a playful attitude. This time he followed the direction and walked to the branch road for less than five minutes. In a hidden corner, he saw a few big characters - Yunyinhui Spa...
Good guy! You can find such a secret place, this immortal guide is so accurate!
Huang Yi sighed repeatedly, saying that God's will must not be violated! Then he sneaked in with his hind legs.
Then he traveled through time...brought this "gold finger" to this Western-style world, and became the foolish son of the manor owner - Victor Damon.
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Back to the present, the weather in the past few days has been too sunny, suitable for lying down. Victor suddenly felt that it was not a problem to lie down like this all the time. He had to move his shins and leave this comfortable comfort zone.
There is a saying in my hometown, "Your life will only begin when you step out of your comfort zone."
Victor kept in mind the teachings of successful people and believed that the balcony on the second floor was now his comfort zone. He could no longer lie here and had to find some meaning for his life.
"Well, I have to find another place to lie down..."
So one night, he wore pajamas, sneaked into the maid's dormitory to lie down, and then naturally caught the maid Susan and the gardener Johnny, who were still having an affair at the time.
This is an interesting episode. Victor discovers that his boring life can find fun in the absurd lives of others.
He didn't seem to care much about the people living in the manor for ten years.
Not to mention his parents, they are very typical of the exploiting class of landlords. They deduct wages and advance wages for fun. There is also a sister who is annoying to death. Victor is looking forward to the day when she gets married and is sent away at the age of sixteen. The rest.
It was the gardener named Johnny, a grizzled old man named Vincent, the butler and cook, and four maids, making a total of ten people including himself.
As for the remaining serfs and thugs, they are all bought or hired as temporary workers.
Speaking of which, the butler's cooking skills are really good. After eating the breakfast he prepared for himself in the morning, Victor felt that he had gained ten pounds and his belly was a little bigger. At lunch, he ate the grilled steak and his belly was full.
She's grown bigger again, as if she's pregnant. If she keeps going like this, she'll probably grow into a sumo wrestler.
The weather was still sunny today. After lunch, Victor lay in the living room in a daze. The sound of horse hooves could be heard on the path outside the manor, and the postman who traveled between Damon Manor and Walding Town delivered the scheduled newspapers to them.
.
The postman looked familiar, and the hired thug did not stop him.
"A package for you..."
The maid Susan helped bring the newspaper she received into the house. She came to Victor with a blushing face and placed the newspaper on the glass coffee table in front of him.
Victor burped and glanced at Susan's not-so-pretty face maliciously, wondering if he should change his position and lie down again tonight, maybe he could witness the live broadcast like last time.
After the maid left, Victor picked up the "Freedom Weekly" and accidentally found a letter inside.
"Hmm? Another poor distant relative wants to borrow money from my father?"
Victor glanced at the stamp with disgust, but he didn't expect it to be from Lord Valdin.
Just a few steps away and still sending a shitty letter?
He tore open the envelope, took it out and took a look, and suddenly found that there was only a very brief sentence on the letter - Run!
"Run? Who did you let run? Are you mentally ill? Who sent it?"
Victor glanced at the signature and was stunned.
I saw a name clearly written there - Victor Damon...
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Under the dim sky, a piece of ruins was still filled with light green smoke, and the air was filled with an uncomfortable suffocation.
A young blond man wearing a round soft felt hat, a black suit, and a bright red shirt walked out of the ruins. In front of him was a long-faced middle-aged man wearing the same clothes.
"Henry, did you find anything?" the long-faced man asked.
The blond young man shook his head: "They are all dead, except for the guy lying there."
"Is it confirmed to be the estate of the Daemon family?"
"Yes."
"Then the identity of this boy can be confirmed. He should be the eldest son of the Damon family - Victor Damon."
Henry looked at the unconscious brown-haired young man lying on the smooth stone floor, turned and asked the long-faced man: "Mark, why do you think this man can't wake up?"
"He's dreaming..." Mark replied dully, "Maybe he's been tricked by invisible magic. Ask Father Sang how to deal with it?"
The two turned around and looked at a bald old priest who was obviously dozing off.
The air bubbles he exhaled made a pop sound. The old priest was woken up by the two men. He rubbed his eyes, wiped his nose with the sleeves of his black robe, and mumbled in a daze: "This unlucky guy was caught by a secret creature."
It’s parasitic, I can’t wake up from the dream, and it will be burned without opening my eyes at dawn!”