Too Bad I Take Things Seriously

Not much time had passed when the system's voice quietly sounded.

"DING! Task completion detected. Proceeding to settlement."

"Host, in this task, you failed to complete the 'not guilty' defense, resulting in a task completion rate of 0%. Thus, you cannot receive any reward."

"Please try harder next time, Host."

A simple notification. Just as Qin Mu had thought, the task completion rate was zero. No reward whatsoever.

It's fine, I'll strive for it in the next task, Qin Mu shrugged, silently thinking to himself.

His attitude was quite calm and peaceful.

It was his own choice, after all. If he had another opportunity in the future, he would vie for random rewards.

"Uncle Qin, thank you. You're truly a good person." Song Yun looked up at Qin Mu, his face filled with gratitude, and said, "You're always welcome to visit the countryside. I'll arrange a full farm-stay experience for you; it'll all be on me."

From his initial reluctance to his current attitude, he now addressed him as Uncle Qin fluently and naturally.

If it hadn't been for Qin Mu this time, he could have been facing up to twelve years of fixed-term imprisonment.

"Alright, after you return, remember to report to the correctional community for learning sessions once a week. Also, don't get involved in any illegal activities. If you accumulate three or more violations, you will be taken into custody."

Qin Mu smiled. He reiterated the precautions for probation in detail.

Illegal behavior was very common in daily life. Running a red light, not yielding to pedestrians while driving, getting into fights and using foul language, or not repaying debts—all these were considered illegal activities.

For those on probation, they needed to be especially careful with these behaviors.

This was because they were required to dedicate two days each week to report their main activities of the week to the correctional community. Additionally, with the possibility of being reported by the community, it was very easy to accumulate three infractions.

"Thank you, Uncle Qin. I'll definitely be careful," Song Yun nodded solemnly, etching these points firmly into his mind.

Having narrowly avoided prison, he cherished this hard-won freedom more than anyone.

「At six o'clock in the afternoon.」

After finishing slacking off, Qin Mu left work as usual and returned to the Mountain and Water Garden District.

In the wet market outside the residential complex, he bought some vegetables and pork. He planned to make the most of them, putting his divine-level culinary skills to good use and treating himself.

Although he hadn't received any rewards from this system task, he had already accumulated numerous skills and a significant number of luck points.

Voice Imitation Skill, Infallible Fishing Skill, Photographic Memory Skill, Divine-Level Cooking Skill, Void-Seeking Enemy Detection Skill...

Plus 2,000 luck points.

Even just walking on the road, he could stumble upon a hundred or two hundred yuan.

It's worth noting that with cash circulating less and less these days, finding money on the street was enough to prove his luck was truly extraordinary.

As for 'luck-based activities' like buying lottery tickets or stocks... he hadn't tried them again.

He still had 38 million yuan in savings. Now that he had some free time these past two days, he could consider how to use it.

After entering the complex, he mulled over his thoughts while walking towards his building.

Suddenly, a commotion erupted nearby. A child, less than a meter tall, was kicking a football on a main thoroughfare within the complex, completely engrossed in his game.

But as he played, he paid no attention to the pedestrians around him.

Dashing left and right, the ball would occasionally fly off in unpredictable directions, hitting several passersby.

Among them was even a heavily pregnant woman taking a stroll within the complex.

"'You child! How can you kick the ball like that? It's after work hours; can't you be more considerate?'"

"'Whose child is this? Can't anyone supervise him? What if someone gets hurt?'"

"'If you want to play football, go to a football field! This is a pathway in the residential complex, people are constantly coming and going. It would be terrible if someone got accidentally injured.'"

"'Go home! Don't cause trouble here!'"

"..."

Several people who had been hit by the ball surrounded the child, frowning and chiding him.

However, the child merely made a face, completely ignoring them.

There wasn't the slightest hint of remorse on his face. He continued kicking the ball along the pathway, his actions becoming even more exuberant.

The football flew wildly along the pathway and, out of control, struck a few more people. Although the impacts were light, they were still annoying.

Finally, a passerby who seemingly couldn't stand it any longer snatched the child's football from him.

"Give me back my ball!"

The child immediately ran up, trying to get his football back.

"'This isn't a place to play football. If you stop playing, I'll give it back to you,' the passerby said with a frown, patiently trying to reason with him.

But then, the child, who looked to be only six or seven years old, immediately burst into tears, wailing loudly.

"Grandma, Grandma, someone took my ball..."

His wails quickly attracted a middle-aged woman who appeared to be in her fifties.

Without asking for any details or who was right or wrong, she turned directly to the passerby who had taken the ball and demanded angrily, "Give my grandson his ball back!"

"'Are you his grandmother? How can you let him kick a ball around like this on a busy neighborhood path?'"

"'A pregnant woman just passed by! Do you realize how dangerous his reckless playing is?'"

"'What kind of upbringing is this? We were calling out for so long, and you didn't show up. But the moment your grandson cries, you come running?'"

"'This is a residential complex, not a football field! If he wants to play, take him to one!'"

"..."

Other passersby also began to gather around, joining in the commotion and criticizing the middle-aged woman.

Qin Mu, carrying his groceries, was also among them. He had witnessed the child's earlier behavior. It was indeed far too unruly.

Of course, at six or seven years of age, children are typically brimming with playful energy.

The main issue was that his grandmother had not supervised him properly.