Chapter 167 Worth One Billion

26 million!

Success! This debt can be paid off!

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

However, those computer people did not stop there just because they had a bunch of flowers worth 26 million.

They were like a group of insatiable wild beasts. Having just swallowed a piece of fat meat, they immediately rushed towards their prey with great momentum.

“Hello…”

"Why haven't they stopped yet?"

Naranja was a little confused: " Don't only owe 11.7 million?"

"Fool!"

Fugo spat unhappily:

“That’s the price at 50 seconds.”

"The interest for one second is 10%. If the interest is compounded until now..."

His tone paused, and the joy that had just arisen in his heart was immediately poured with a bucket of cold water on his head.

Although he couldn't calculate the specific number for the time being, Fu Ge could vaguely see that the amount after the compound interest was added would probably be very scary.

Giorno also realized this.

After creating the first cluster of roses, he didn't stop at all.

He took off his shirt directly, and used the entire set of student tops as raw materials for cultivating roses, and then used the gold experience to produce bouquets non-stop:

"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"

"Mu da mu da mu da mu mu!"

Cluster after cluster of beautiful roses bloomed from the hands of Golden Experience.

Compared to pandas, which have complex structures, consume too much energy, and require sufficient raw materials, these roses are

“Repayment successful…”

Bundles of 26 million were swallowed by those computer people.

However, they never gave up.

All of Giorno's shirts were used up, and eight clusters of roses worth 26 million were recycled, but it still couldn't fill the huge gap.

"How, how could this happen?"

Narancia is not good at math, but he can see Giorno's powerlessness at the moment.

"It's already 26 million..."

“Why haven’t you paid off the loan yet?!”

"hehe."

Fabio's disgusting sneer sounded again:

"Why, do you really think you can pay off your debts with this trick?"

"I just explained my abilities to you so clearly because... the situation has reached a point where even if you know the truth, you can't reverse it!"

"The original capital was 100,000 yuan, and in 50 seconds, the outstanding balance only rolled over to 11.7 million yuan."

"But you have wasted too much time, until now..."

He looked down at his watch.

"Ninety seconds have passed since the time the loan was made."

"And the accumulated amount of debt now is... 530 million!"

530 million, this is an extremely despairing number.

Of course, if we calculate it based on 26 million per bunch of roses, this is an astronomical figure.

But the problem is, while Giorno was desperately trying to give birth to the rose, that huge number was also jumping up at an extremely terrifying speed.

91 seconds, 580 million.

92 seconds, 640 million.

………

Giorno is still trying his best to get Rose to pay back her debt.

His own shirts had been used up long ago, so he had to ask Fugo, Bucciarati and others for support with raw materials.

Because they were all dressed too fashionably, their tops revealed their chests and waists in a very revealing way, which saved a lot of fabric... within a few seconds, the raw materials for making the roses were almost used up.

"How much have you paid back?"

Giorno asked breathlessly.

In order to ensure that the Julia roses were of authentic quality and worth $26 million, he had to carefully adjust the growth and color distribution of the roses when creating them.

This limited the speed at which he could produce roses, and the enormous amount of energy consumed was enough to make a person faint.

His rate of "printing money" has slowed down.

But the debt has not been paid off yet.

"After paying back 30 bunches of Julia Roses, the total should be 780 million!"

Fugo said an astonishing figure, but his expression after saying this exaggerated figure was extremely ugly:

"But... I was just doing calculations."

"Ten seconds have passed... It is now 100 seconds after the loan was made, and the amount we owe is... $1.37 billion."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Fabio's wild laughter rang out:

"It only takes one second to increase the amount owed by 137 million yuan."

"Five seconds later, the amount owed would be $2.21 billion; five seconds later, it would be $3.57 billion."

"That's right... this is the horror of compound interest!"

"Even if you are a human money printing machine, your money printing speed cannot keep up with the speed of compound interest!"

“…”

Giorno's face was covered with beads of sweat.

He felt like a middle-aged office worker who had to pay off mortgages and car loans while also supporting a wife and children. No matter how hard he worked, his salary would be instantly wiped out by the debts.

There is no hope and no end in sight.

In this situation, he couldn't even get tired or rest - if he relaxed, the terrible debt would leave him further behind.

"Give up, there's no hope!"

Fabio's voice gradually deepened:

"You may think you have hope of paying it back, but in fact, the gates of hell have been opened since you 'borrowed' it—"

"People who borrow money from loan sharks will always end up dead!"

There was a strong murderous intent in his eyes, as well as an indescribable anger.

Because every time he kills someone, Fabio can't help but think of his incompetent father:

If it weren't for his father's gambling and loan sharking that caused the family to fall into poverty, he would now be enjoying life as the boss of a big company instead of busying around as a mafia gangster.

In fact, if he had not asked for shelter from the Passion Organization by "selling himself", he would probably have lost his last ancestral home and territory to the greedy loan shark gang.

However, the development and use of this vast territory was restricted due to environmental clauses, and he actually did not inherit much valuable property from that bastard father.

The ups and downs of life, the pressure of gang life, the hard work of technical work...

Fabio aged prematurely and looked like an old man before he was even forty.

He went from being a rich young man who smoked cigars, drove a luxury car and attended a prestigious school, to an old man in a plaid shirt who could only sit in front of a computer and type on the keyboard.

It is no exaggeration to say that his life was completely ruined by loan sharks.

The purpose of Fabio's awakened substitute is to inflict this pain on others, so that those borrowers who are as foolish as his father will suffer the cruelest revenge:

“Die!”

"You scum of the world always like to covet things that don't belong to you."

"This will cost you a price, and that price... is your flesh and blood!"

Amid his hysterical roar, the computer people took another step forward.

As time went on, the power and speed of these computer people became much stronger out of thin air; and their number gradually split from three to five.

Faced with this increasingly powerful and invincible opponent, if the battle really breaks out head-on, Li Qing and others will have no way out.

"what to do…"

Everyone was a little overwhelmed:

"Giorno's speed in producing beautiful flowers is no longer as fast as the amount of money owed."

"And the rate at which the debt is growing is getting faster and faster... There is no way this debt can be paid off!"

Giorno was still trying to make the bouquet, but it was obvious that no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

"Is there any other way to get something that can be exchanged for money?"

Faced with the increasingly desperate amount of debt, everyone is desperately thinking about this question.

But, apart from the gold experience, who else can casually take out something worth tens of millions?

"I have!"

Fugo had already spoken without thinking in this panic:

"My family is a wealthy family in Naples. My father is definitely worth more than 10 billion."

"You guys should take him in!!"

The unknown father who had a very bad relationship with Fuge was inexplicably sold out by his own son.

But the computer people ignored him.

“Shut up!”

Fabio said with disdain.

Fu Ge's family background made him feel uncomfortable:

"You are just an abandoned child who was kicked out of the house. How can you be qualified to use the family's money to pay off the debt?"

"kindness?"

Hearing this, Bucciarati suddenly had some thoughts:

I was kicked out of the house, so I am not eligible to use the family money to pay off the debts...

From what Fabio said, it seems that the items don't need to be brought to the scene, and the property can be used to repay the loan?

"etc!"

"I have money here too—"

Bucciarati took the time to speak without hesitation:

"I want to pay back the money with information, a piece of information worth 40 million!" (The original text is 10 billion liras, converted to RMB here)

"Mr. Polpo hid a huge sum of 40 million before his death. Only I know where the treasure is hidden: it is hidden in the wall of the men's toilet in the public toilet on the coast of Capri Island!"

The computer people were slightly stunned

Then, in the next moment, they responded stupidly:

"Treasure information, recyclable."

"Worth 40 million, repayment successful."

"oh?"

Fabio was slightly stunned, then laughed out loud:

"You actually still have such information hidden? What a pity..."

"If I had taken it out earlier, I could have paid off the debt in one go."

"this…"

Bucciarati's face looked a little ugly.

He had never thought that this information . Now that he discovered this by accident, it was too late.

40 million was just a drop in the bucket compared to the horrific debt that grew by 100 or 200 million in that second.

Now the debt has accumulated to more than 2 billion. No matter what Bucciarati thinks, he can't come up with intelligence worth tens of billions to pay off the debt.

What's more, there is no limit to the debt.

The current funding gap is only tens of billions, but in a few seconds or tens of seconds, this number will become billions or even tens of billions.

No one can outrun such terrible compound interest, and probably only the top rich people can afford to pay this debt.

But Li Qing stood up with a look of surprise:

"Huh? Intelligence can be used to pay off debts?"

"It seems so... As long as the information can bring corresponding benefits to people, it should be able to be used to repay the debt."

As he spoke, Bucciarati's usually calm expression was filled with a hint of surprise:

"Why, do you have information worth billions?"

"Hmm..." Li Qing's expression was a little strange: "I guess so..."

"Let me try..."

He thought for a moment, then tentatively shouted to the computer guys:

"I have information to sell, listen carefully--"