Chapter 11 Trying to make new rules

Chapter 11 Trying to make new rules

Early morning on Sunday, March 11.

Hasta woke up and had breakfast, but did not go to Backlund University to study law with Professor Wayne.

He would give himself a day or two off every week to deal with other things.

The things he needed to deal with most at the moment were: walking around to get familiar with Backlund, taking the time to memorize the legal provisions of Loen and other kingdoms, finding a way to digest the lawyer potion as soon as possible, and buying the extraordinary materials needed by the barbarians.

As for how to make money, it was not among these four things.

Making money is something that must be done forever.

He returned to the study, took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote down the barbarians' potion formula based on his memory.

Extraordinary materials: one mad grass, a solid unicorn crystal of the earth rhinoceros.

Auxiliary materials: one deep-grained walnut, one lemon balm, 10 ml of pure dew soaked in poplar bark, and 100 ml of liquor.

As for whether there was anything missing from this potion formula, Hasta was not sure. He just copied it on a blank piece of paper and prepared to take it to the Eye of Wisdom for free to identify the authenticity at the next extraordinary gathering.

The best way is to sell this potion formula to the lady who also needs it urgently.

If the transaction is successful, it proves that this barbarian potion formula is correct. If it fails, he needs to find other ways.

At this time, he envied the extraordinary ability of the fortune teller. Not only can he predict good and bad luck, but he can also identify the authenticity of the potion formula. It is so useful.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Hasta frowned slightly, stood up, opened the window and glanced down. There were three people coming, a calm middle-aged man, and the other two were strong men accompanying him.

These three people were very unfamiliar. He searched his memory and had no impression of these three people.

And looking at the other party's coming, it didn't seem like a normal visit between nobles.

Generally speaking, nobles would not visit each other directly. They would send an invitation first and ask in advance whether the host was free.

If the host was free, they would come to visit with some gifts. If not, they would choose another time.

In this regard, Glerint and Lady Germanni are typical.

Is the visitor unkind?

Hasta closed the window, thought about it and decided to go down to meet them.

After all, this is his home, how can the host not dare to see outsiders.

Put on the coat, take a heavy enough cane, and wave it gently a few times to confirm that the cane can knock a big bump on the person.

Walk down the stairs, walk through the living room, and open the door as if going out for a long journey.

The middle-aged man in the lead saw Hasta appear, took off his hat and greeted: "Good morning, Baron Campbell, please forgive our presumptuous interruption."

"You are indeed very rude, especially when I am not familiar with you at all."

Hasta did not give the middle-aged man a good face.

He smiled awkwardly and said: "I forgot to introduce myself, Andrew Wilson, a good friend of Voltaire."

"Oh, a gambling buddy who gets along well?"

Hasta's tone was even more impolite. Voltaire Campbell had been dead for several years, and someone still came to see him.

A hint of coldness flashed in the depths of Andrew's eyes, and he said with a smile: "That's right. We know that Baron Voltaire has passed away regretfully, and we shouldn't bother him anymore, but we have a gambling debt that we haven't settled yet."

Now, Hasta was able to confirm that the three people in front of him came to his house to extort money.

It is estimated that they saw that his family was already in decline, so they rushed to extort the last sum of money.

It may also be that they received news that he had recently borrowed 2,000 pounds from Greylint.

Hasta also smiled and said: "Mr. Andrew, you should not be familiar with the laws of Rune, right?"

Andrew looked a little ugly and said: "We have an IOU written by Baron Voltaire himself!"

As he said that, he asked a strong man behind him to take out an IOU written in black and white from his handbag.

It clearly stated that Voltaire Campbell borrowed 2,000 pounds from Mr. Andrew Wilson because of his loss in gambling, and there was also the name of a notary below.

"Haha, regardless of whether this IOU is true or false, even if it is true, according to the law of Loen, a gambling debt is extinguished when a person dies, and an IOU generated by a gambling game has no legal significance." Hasta looked disapproving.

Andrew put away his smiling expression and said in a serious tone: "This IOU is real. As the heir of Baron Voltaire, shouldn't you pay off the debt for your father?"

"Hehe, Mr. Andrew, do I need to say it again? This IOU has no legal significance. I don't need to pay off a debt that came out of nowhere."

Andrew's face turned completely black, and he said viciously: "Aren't you afraid that we will do something extraordinary for this 2,000 pounds of debt?"

After the words fell, the two strong men stepped forward at the same time, rubbing their hands, with cruel smiles on their mouths.

Hasta remained unmoved and sighed: "Are you planning to threaten a noble in broad daylight?"

"Very good! Let's go!"

Andrew glared at Hasta a few times and led the two strong men away.

This is the West District, where many dignitaries and wealthy businessmen live, and the public security is very good.

Once they make a noise here, whether they succeed or not, they will be investigated and then sent to the gallows for the crime of extorting nobles. After all, no noble or wealthy businessman is not afraid of problems with public security.

Hasta watched them leave, his mouth slightly raised, and murmured: "They are indeed a group of ignorant people who don't understand the law."

What he just said, that the gambling debt will be cleared if the person dies, is just something he made up casually. He doesn't know whether there is really such a legal provision.

It worked well to make a lie. These people obviously thought that he was alone and easy to bully, so they wanted to defraud him of money.

Holding an IOU that came out of nowhere, they wanted him to pay a huge fortune of 2,000 pounds. Do they think they are too rich or too beautiful?

If making money is so easy, who would risk robbing a bank?

Hasta complained a few words in his heart, then closed the door, locked it, and returned to the study on the second floor.

The little episode that happened just now made him more eager to master power.

Mr. Andrew is not a good person. Maybe there is a professional team or gang behind him.

With my current strength, it would be terrible if they hit me.

The lawyer still lacks the means of attack.

Maybe I should also be equipped with a pistol, but then I need to practice shooting accuracy.

This is another big expense.

"Let's see, as long as I don't leave the West District casually, they will never dare to act rashly."

"Of course, we also need to be wary of their extreme evil."

"Maybe I should write down an order and rule that can ensure my safety when I enter the Hall of Stars tonight."

Hasta thought about it, took out another blank paper, and tried to make a rule that can protect himself.

Write directly: "Order is a collective cognition of consciousness, and rules are compulsory domination and obedience.

A reasonable and effective new order, the new rules should meet at least one of them, or both of them."

Having written here, Hasta stopped writing, a little embarrassed.

If you want to protect yourself, the best way is to make a rule that you will never be hurt.

But is this description too vague?

In the legal provisions representing the rules, each law is very specific and clear, and there will be no ambiguous or vague descriptions.

After thinking for a long time, Hasta picked up the pen and wrote another paragraph: "Clearly define the subject of the rule, the purpose you want to achieve, the affirmative tone that will definitely take effect, and try to reduce the avoidance words that may cause other accidents."

This simple template made Hasta's thoughts much clearer in an instant.

For example, make a rule that will never harm you.

You can describe it like this: "Hasta Campbell, a traverser from another world, the last heir of the Campbell family, will never suffer any life-threatening harm no matter when and where! This rule will take effect in a reasonable and correct way!"

Among them, the three directional descriptions of Hasta Campbell, the traverser from another world, and the last heir of the Campbell family are to clarify the subject of the rule.

No matter when and where, the two sentences of never will be affirmative, which will definitely take effect.

Not suffering any life-threatening harm is the purpose of this rule.

Reasonable and correct is a word to avoid other accidents.

Hastur read the first rule he tried to write several times and found that there were still some problems in the description of this rule.

Is the requirement of not being able to be hurt too strict?

What is considered life-threatening harm?

Imprisoning you until you starve to death, is this not considered life-threatening harm?

Can reasonable and correct methods really play a role in avoidance?

Is turning you into an evil god directly a correct and reasonable method?

There are still many details that can be slowly considered and modified.

He also found that if he did not take himself as the subject of the rule, it would be much easier to formulate a rule.

For example, he could formulate a rule like this: "Under the starry sky, there are no more true gods and the old days!"

Such a rule suddenly became simple and clear.

But such a rule obviously has no effect on him now.

Moreover, he is only Sequence 9 now, and this rule is destined to be impossible to achieve. Unless he is promoted to a true god or the old days, it is possible to make this rule come true.