After the Real Deal Got Bound to a Good Person System

[Crows are begging you to check out these upcoming stories =v=: "The Teahouse Teacher's Thousand-Layered Schemes": Click to see a goofball teacher's survival guide to Teitan High School "The Distillery's Heir Takes It Easy Online": Taking it easy, taking it easy, and by the end, having it all] Blurb for this story: I used to be a Mafia member who did every kind of evil. Now I'm a Mafia member who does every kind of evil while rushing around every day to do good deeds :D * As an expendable technical consultant for the action team, Jiang Zhouchuandu repeated the same dull, tedious work every day, until he got bound to this lousy system. Jiang Zhouchuandu (clutching his head and weeping): Is there something wrong with you? You're forcing a Mafia member to do good deeds! System (whispering like a devil): [Host, you have a new good deed assignment. Please. Ac-cept. It~] * If he didn't complete the assignments, he would be punished. With no other options, Jiang Zhouchuandu had to do them. Although he hardly ever succeeded, and he often drew the strangest punishments. For example: [Recommend a skin-whitening product to a dark-skinned classmate] Jiang Zhouchuandu: This world is no longer a place where I can survive :D * At first, the System thought it had the worst luck imaginable. It had actually bound itself to a Host who could grind its points into the negatives. But when everything was settled and the story reached its conclusion, even the System had to admit that Jiang Zhouchuandu's achievements were beyond anything any previous Host had accomplished. Because from the day he was bound, that seemingly unshakable behemoth, which had stood for half a century, began to show signs of decline for the first time, sliding toward the abyss of collapse. * [He was the beginning of all that shone, the fuse that lit a towering blaze to burn away evil. But when the smoke cleared, he faded from view and sank into obscurity, until no one knew what became of him.] And the last words he said were: [Have a good dream--] [Good night, my friend.] Reader's guide 1. The protagonist is a real member of the distillery, with a little water mixed in. 2. There are a few sad parts. Even this clueless author doesn't know whether they'll make you cry. 3. It might, perhaps, possibly be a comedy. (I think I'm pretty goofy?) 4. Everyone survives, except the protagonist. 5. The protagonist will not be resurrected in any form. Read with caution. 6. To clarify the previous point: the protagonist dies at the end and is not resurrected. Read with caution. = Upcoming story (begging you to add it to your favorites, rolling around cutely): "They say I'm contradictory, absurd, impossible to understand. I say I've stayed true to myself, fearless and dauntless, and never once turned back." 1. As the sole designated heir to a transnational criminal organization, Muye Zuo knew exactly how to take it easy. He didn't fight for power or profit, enjoying a paid, indefinite vacation instead. What could be better? Then, overnight, the child he'd watched grow up started believing, for some inexplicable reason, that Muye Zuo was the mastermind behind every conspiracy. To be specific: An explosion at Tokyo's largest aquarium. Kurosawa Jin: Just as I thought. You want the truth to disappear forever beneath the ruins. Muye Zuo: ? Rum tries to seize intelligence, only to be surrounded by the Public Security Bureau. Kurosawa Jin: An ingenious trap. As expected of you. Muye Zuo: ?? The Boss coughs twice. Kurosawa Jin: You couldn't wait any longer, could you? Muye Zuo: ??? 2. What's even more mind-boggling is that this condition seems to be contagious. The dark-skinned Public Security agent working undercover ponders for two seconds, lowers his gun, and extends an olive branch. "Your thinking is meticulous and your plans are exquisite... Since the organization overlooks you, why not come work with me?" The long-haired FBI agent in a knit cap gives him a provocative smile. "Interesting. Dare to make a wager with me?" The explosives expert removes his sunglasses and calmly looks up at him. "If our positions were reversed, I'm afraid I couldn't do any better." 3. One told ten, ten told a hundred... By the time Muye Zuo came to his senses, he realized... His paid, indefinite vacation was gone, now thousands of miles away. #Give me back my paid vacation!# #Taking it easy, taking it easy, and by the end, having it all# #I'm really not the mastermind# Theme: Devoting oneself to goodness