Note: "Due to the characters 'death' - 'perish' - 'pen' - 'remember' being illegal bytes", for the sake of the article's integrity, they will be replaced by death-note from now on.

As night fell.

A cool breeze slowly drifted out from the old-fashioned window unit, and Ren Hao, under the covers, listened to his parents' low voices, feeling a bit uneasy.

"They're going to start demolition soon, how much do you think we'll get?"

"Let's calculate the square footage, I think it'll be at most 300,000 yuan."

Zhuo Yuqin sighed softly with her eyes closed, her brows filled with worry. "We don't have any savings at home, do you think this little money will be enough to buy an apartment?" Her voice paused, then she turned over and nudged her husband. "Or, should I ask your younger brother for a loan? We'll pay him back when we're better off."

Ren Xueyu slowly shook his head. "Your brother bought your son's computer, sigh, it's not good to always trouble him."

Their brief discussion was concluded with Zhuo Yuqin's heavy sigh.

An hour later.

The sound of his parents' snoring gradually rose, Ren Hao lifted the towel quilt and glanced at the big bed, then quietly went out to the outer room. If history hadn't changed, they would have bought a small two-bedroom apartment far from the city center a month later. Since it was basically in the suburbs, the surroundings were poor, and the living conditions were uncomfortable.

Ren Hao knew about his parents' troubles, he was just a student in his previous life, unable to do anything about it. But now it was different. He was an adult, capable of contributing to this family.

Ren Hao tried his best to work his brain, brainstorming ways to make money.

He usually liked to watch anime and novels to pass the time, apart from his publishing work. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to his mind. Ren Hao quickly turned on the table lamp and picked up pen and paper.

Death-note. This anime had swept across Japan for a time. It was impossible to be more popular, with manga, animation, novels, and movies. Ren Hao thought, that if it wasn't preceded by manga, and directly written as an animation script to be sold to Japan, it would surely become a big hit. In that case, he would definitely get at least 300,000 yuan in revenue.

For two whole days, Ren Hao recalled the animation plot while writing it down on paper. The worldview of Death-note wasn't vast, but because the character relationships were quite intricate, it still took a lot of effort to reproduce the original work, ensuring there were no bugs.

On the third day, August 23rd, Ren Hao finally finished the rough draft of Death Note. Although it was still a rough outline, this simple script was enough for a first draft.

He opened the laptop given to him by his uncle, and under the nostalgic Windows 98 system, he typed the manuscript into Word, then opened the dial-up connection, and searched for Japanese animation production companies online.

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The 5k dial-up connection was really slow, it took more than half an hour for Ren Hao to finally lock his target on an old-brand Japanese company - Bandai.

He found the email address of Bandai's headquarters at the bottom of the webpage. Eager for money, Ren Hao didn't care whether they could understand Chinese or not, and directly sent the script.

Exhaling, Ren Hao disconnected the network.

Ring ring ring

The phone rang.

Ren Hao closed his laptop and turned to answer the old-fashioned BBK phone.

"Hello, is this Ren Hao?"

"Who is this?"

"This is the police station, your reward was approved today, you need to come to the station to sign for it."

Ren Hao was excited. Taking advantage of the fact that his parents had gone to work, he quickly changed his clothes and went to get his money.

"Haozi, are you home?"

Before Ren Hao could get out of the house, he saw Jiang Wei, dressed in a short-sleeved shirt, casually entering the courtyard. He had a small nose and small eyes and looked quite cunning. They were not only classmates in junior high school, but also got into Shi Da High School together, and their relationship was still very good even later on.

Seeing his old friend again, Ren Hao was very excited and gave Jiang Wei a hard pat on the shoulder. "You little rascal, you didn't call before you came." However, thinking that he didn't remember many things that had happened later, Ren Hao felt a bit emotional.

Gaining something always came with losing something.

Ren Hao had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

Jiang Wei chuckled. "I'm going shopping with my mom, I just happened to drive by, so I came to ask if you're going out?" His parents ran a company, and they were quite well-off.

"Forget it, I'm going out now, tell your aunt I said hi."

Then, Jiang Wei suddenly lowered his voice, his smile turning mischievous. "We're going back to school tomorrow, remember to dress up, heh, there won't be many chances to wear uniforms later on."

Ren Hao blinked. "What do you mean?"

"Playing dumb with me?" Jiang Wei looked at him disdainfully. "What did we say when we graduated? Weren't we going to find girlfriends in high school? With our looks, we'll definitely stun those girls tomorrow. If we tell them to go east, they won't dare go west, if we tell them to poop, they won't dare to shit, tsk tsk, those days..."

"Don't disgust me."

Ren Hao burst out laughing. Jiang Wei was similar to him in personality, both of them were the kind of guys with desires but no guts. He was just talking, but when it came to the crunch, he would immediately back down.

But Jiang Wei's words did remind Ren Hao, that now that the scar on his face was gone, it was time to find a girlfriend.

"Alright, let's set our sights on a target tomorrow, then we'll go after her aggressively. Sigh, we can't be as cowardly as we were in junior high." After saying this, Ren Hao also made a decision in his heart. He could only make up for his regrets in his previous life in this life.

After seeing Jiang Wei off, Ren Hao unlocked the bicycle in the front yard and pedaled towards the police station.

The policeman who had called Ren Hao came out after confirming his name and took him to an office.

"Look this over, if there are no problems, sign here."

Ren Hao took a closer look and was shocked. The amount of the reward, in black and white, was 20,000 yuan!

You know, based on a monthly salary of 800 yuan, his father's salary for two years wouldn't even reach 20,000 yuan!

How could it be so much?

Of course, he wouldn't show hthesurprise on his face. He casually scanned it twice, then calmly signed his name and handed the document back. "Does this look okay?" The policeman saw all of Ren Hao's facial expressions, and he couldn't help but nod his head silently.

Considering that if Ren Hao hadn't intervened, the criminals might have opened fire and threatened the lives of the people, the superior authorities decided to give him a reward of 20,000 yuan.

The procedures were quickly completed, Ren Hao politely greeted the police officers and then left.

As soon as he entered the house, Ren Hao couldn't help but burst out laughing. This money, plus the demolition compensation, would be enough to buy a house in a better environment. If Bandai accepted his animation script, there would be a lot of money as well. In that case, buying a two-bedroom apartment within the second ring road would not be a problem.