Imagine this: facing the relentless pressure from harsh creditors, the weak, pathetic, and helpless victim sheds tears, abandons dignity, and begs bitterly but receives no concessions. Under the gradually increasing interest, even selling off assets, organs, or children cannot repay that mountainous debt. Ultimately, they end up destitute on the streets, gasping their last breath, crying out in despair... What a tear-jerking story, what an infuriating outcome.

Better yet, add in some scenes of violent collection. Yes, kill a few more people, preferably young adults or children. Having photos or videos would be even better.

This way, it would be perfectly reasonable to start a new storm based on this. Countless people are already eager to jump into this game, like piranhas swarming over a whale calf until it's a skeleton.

As a whale falls, life flourishes.

Indeed, what a virtuous, beautiful sight.

It's just a pity that the story has just begun, but it seems to end soon after.

It's like a humble serf begging a landlord for a few days' grace to have a decent New Year, only for the landlord to wave his hand: Hey, it's no big deal. Don't mention it, pay back whenever you want. Oh, right, it's almost New Year; take these two bags of rice and a half cut of pork to give your kids a taste of meat... From then, everyone lived happily ever after.

Is this right?

Is it like this?

The story isn't supposed to be written like this!

Where's the conflict? The confrontation? Without a villain and a struggle, how can one write the following lengthy chapters? How can I rely on my scenes to earn money?

For a moment, everyone, not just Feng Yao, was stunned, looking at each other in disbelief as they faced that calm and peaceful demeanor.

Unbelievable.

Even the young man who initially intended to pull out a blood scroll and howl in front of the reporter's camera next door was embarrassed, instinctively looking to Feng Yao.

No, how do I continue this scene? Why isn't he following the script?

Lines have changed!

"…Really?"

In the long silence, Feng Yao's expression stiffened, suspicious, glancing at the collector's face, hesitant to speak.

"If not, what else? Do you want to be forced to sell your sons and daughters?"

The collector himself chuckled: "We're a legal business on the Coast, pay taxes and abide by the law. How could we resort to violent collection? I'm just here to notify, not to point a knife at someone's throat for money."

"Then… then you…"

Feng Yao swallowed, glancing at the heavily armed soldiers outside, bewildered.

You bring raiding personnel and equipment just to deliver a notice—isn't that a bit excessive?

"Oh, this... is what our boss said."

The collector offered a simple smile: "Our Coast always puts people first; no matter the time or place, employees' safety and life come first. It's been chaotic outside lately, and we must follow protocol when going out. If debt can be cleared, it would be convenient for us to escort back together."

Suddenly enlightened, Feng Yao nodded vigorously.

Ah, I see, I see, you're right!

At least on the surface, this is how it appears; how one truly thinks is another matter.

Just while pondering, suddenly the collector's words were heard: "By the way, there's another thing..."

In an instant, everyone's actions froze.

Feng Yao's heart leapt to his throat, eyes widening.

The main act, finally arrived!

Immediately filled with joy and anticipation: At last, the Coast, after putting on a facade for so long, can't hold back anymore, right? Quick, reveal your true colors...

Then, he saw the collector's expression filled with reluctant melancholy, shaking his head helplessly.

Sighing to the heavens.

"Actually, it's not just you; life outside the city is hard too. Lately, days have been difficult for everyone, and good times for the Coast have also come to an end."

He lamented: "During the rainy season before, you heard about that Water Ghost incident, right? So many pirates swarmed toward Hai Province, New Fountain was hit hardest and suffered severe losses; the entire factory was wrecked, and production has yet to resume while expenses grow. To be honest, we're now insolvent."

Like finding a confidant over a drink, he grabbed Feng Yao's hand and began to unload his troubles: "The Coast's current situation and plight are truly indescribable; we're scraping by with a bit of debt recovery, but many assets have begun to be sold off. You might have heard—yesterday, the boss even sold the tricycle production line to others to rebuild the factory..."

The overwhelming feeling of distress, sadness, and pain was so familiar.

At this moment, exactly like at that moment.

Stunned, suddenly furious—damn you, using my trick against me?!

Who can't cry poverty!

Come, let's both cry and see who cries more!

Today, I'll show you the skills of the legendary debt king of the wilderness!

Amid the gloomy meeting room, Feng Yao once again broke into tears, continually lamenting hardship. Unable to contain his emotions, he joined the collector in sobbing bitterly.

Let's cry!

Tears aren't worth money anyway.

Once today's crisis is over, I'll start liquidating assets, pack up, shift resources, and prepare to flee—damn caring about you!

"Brother, it's tough for you too." He choked, gripping the collector's hand: "Rest assured, the Coast has never let me down, and so I would never let down the Coast. We'll always be of one heart with the Coast. As long as we live well, that's the best. After the autumn harvest, I'll bring people to the Coast to turn screws!"

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