Chapter 392

There was a brief commotion among the people gathered in front of the new real estate sales office in District C. The crowd, like a swarm of disturbed bees, quickly gathered around the half-opened door of the sales building.

Shocked by the crowd, Xiaodong retreated into the door, hung iron chains on the door to prevent them from rushing in, and shouted in panic: "Everyone maintain order! Our department will definitely give you an ending plan tomorrow!?

In fact, she didn't know what the solution was, she was just being pushed out by the foreman of the sales department above with an ugly face to solve the problem, until now Xiaodong didn't know exactly what happened.

Like this person, she stayed up sleepily waiting for the approval of the real estate certificate, and suddenly found that the people in the financial department panicked and yelled that the money suddenly disappeared, and then blood red suddenly appeared on the house outside. countdown.

Xiaodong looked at the towering new building in the dark from the sales office, and she just had a vague premonition that the stunning house in front of her might not be available.

Some people in the crowd who were blocked from the door were squeezed out of their shoes, and no one cared at all. They jumped barefoot in a hurry and shouted:

"Why wait until tomorrow to get it done?!"

"What happened to the real estate!"

Intense and tense questioning sounded together in the dark night, and someone angrily threw balls of paper and stones at Xiaodong:

"What are you doing closing the door! Tell me! Why don't you tell me what happened!"

"Know how to hide when you encounter something! Open the door and let us in!"

Xiaodong clenched the uniform of the sales office tightly, and she stuck the door tightly to prevent anyone from entering. She kept bowing and apologizing, her eyes turned red little by little, and there was a weeping sound in her voice:

"On behalf of the entire real estate, I would like to say sorry to everyone."

The director of the sales department asked her not to open the door to let people in, and at the same time asked her to come forward to apologize on behalf of them, and must calm the anger of these house slaves.

If she can't calm down and something happens, she will be fired and her salary for this month will be deducted at the same time.

She needed this job so much, so she chose to still let this group of people vent their anger to her, bowed their heads to suppress the pain and tears, bowed more than 90 degrees again and again, and sincerely apologized again and again.

"A word of sorry is useless! Do you know how much I paid for this house!" Someone cried heartbreakingly, "I'm so fucking close to death, I dare not eat anything, dare not eat anything No, I worked so hard to save money, I just want to have a place to sleep in this city and not be driven away!"

"Get out! Let Mr. C come out! He is the agent developer!"

Finally, someone tremblingly whispered the answer that made everyone too scared to admit it: "Director C won't run away with money and let this building go unfinished, right?"

This sentence is like a drop of water dripping into boiling oil, which arouses everyone's discussion:

"No way? Mr. C is so rich, he won't steal our money!"

"Both District E and District B have unfinished buildings, and the agency developers of these two districts are also very rich..."

"Didn't you say it was a floor construction problem?"

"It's the last thing that pushes this unfinished building to be rebuilt, saying that the construction materials have been spent, and they didn't pay any money to the house slaves who originally bought the house..."

"The house slaves who caused trouble were all beaten to death by the patrol team, and the corpses were sent to the hospital to be dismantled and auctioned to mortgage unfinished buildings for loans..."

A group of people who were about to make trouble heard this and all fell silent, and looked at Xiaodong who was standing in the sales department with a chain and chained them with desperate and pleading eyes: "...you just let us go tomorrow Come here and continue to wait for the certificate, we shouldn't be unfinished, right?"

Xiaodong raised her body slowly, folded her hands in front of her body, bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she forced out a smile: "No, everybody."

"It's just that there are too many housing transactions this time, and they need to be processed in large quantities, so it has been postponed."

"If Ming, I don't come down tomorrow..." Xiaodong bowed deeply to everyone, she pinched her jaws tightly, calmed her trembling voice, and lied sweetly with a smile, "This week or next week should be I can come down too."

"Please go back and wait patiently."

Xiaodong raised her body to look at everyone, the corners of her mouth were smiling, but tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes: "Everyone will definitely get their own home!"

A group of people seemed to realize something, and stood quietly in front of Xiaodong who was crying and trying to smile at the sales office for a long, long time. go back:

"I'll just say, it's still more reliable to buy a house in District C, low risk."

"Just wait, tomorrow will be tomorrow, one week will be one week, two weeks will be two weeks, after waiting for so long, I can't afford to wait..."

"I'm going to take a look. I'll take a look at my future house first, then go back and wait honestly."

The man was talking to himself, with a dazed expression, and stumbled into the new building under construction, climbing up layer by layer. At some point behind him, he followed a group of silent people who also bought The residents of this real estate house.

Silently, they climbed up from the ground floor without saying a word. Some places in the real estate had no concrete steps at all, and some high-rise buildings only had concrete and steel frames. They took their children and wives along this dangerous road. The building brackets climbed up with their mouths, and then searched for them one by one from a pile of cement bases that hadn't posted their house numbers, and chatted with each other naturally:

"I'm 1305, should it be this?"

"I looked at the apartment type, and it should be this one. I'm 1304."

They stood in a narrow concrete house with only a dozen or twenty square meters, stretched out their hands and carefully touched the wall of the house, and their eyes lit up with a very weak, tiny light:

"As long as the unfinished building is not taken back by them, it's not impossible to live in it?"

Someone stood on the edge of a house surrounded by wind, looking down at the pitch-black ground of District C. The only lights were the sales office and the top floors of the surrounding houses. Looking into the distance, they could only see A very faint outline of the moon in the distance, and the sleepless, brightly lit workspace in the city center.

The bright light of the moon was reflected in his eyes, and it was a white light that was as dazzling as tears.

"It's so beautiful." The man looked at the night sky and muttered to himself while leaning on the empty wall, "I've lived in the cemetery for so long, so can I see the moon at night on the ground?"

"I almost forgot what the moon looks like."

"It's great, living in such a tall house, you can look up at the sun during the day and the moon at night."

The light in his eyes was quickly extinguished, and the tone of his speech was as soft as smoke, which was blown away by the night wind: "It's a pity that I can't afford such a high house."

"Such a beautiful moon, a lowly citizen like me, probably only deserves to see it once in a lifetime."

He stepped on the unclosed edge of the house with his toes and took a step outside, then slowly and tremblingly opened his hand slightly in the cold night wind, then closed his eyes, leaned forward and fell into the dark night go.

Area e, in the cemetery.

On the 18th floor underground, Mu Sicheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, heaved a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Bai Liu quite proudly, and shook the cemetery real estate certificate on his hand: "Is my efficiency good?"

"Pretty good." After Bai Liu took it with a smile, the system prompt sounded immediately.

[System prompt: Congratulations to player Bai Liu who is about to obtain the ownership of cemetery building 0812 in zone e. 】

[At present, there is still a gap between the entrance and the ownership of the cemetery on the floor where the tombstone is located. Player Bai Liu, please make persistent efforts! 】

Bai Liu raised her eyes and looked around everyone: "Go out, the only thing left is the ownership of the cemetery room at the entrance."

Tang Erda couldn't help asking: "Are you going to rob that 17-year-old kid's cemetery?"

"No, exchange." Bai Liu smiled and glanced at Tang Er, "Doesn't Captain Tang have a real estate certificate for a haunted house that is much better than this cemetery house? Let the child live after it's dealt with tonight."

"We exchanged the real estate certificate of the haunted house with him for the real estate certificate of the cemetery."

Bai Liu smiled: "Captain Tang, go and exchange with him."

Tang Er beat him up: "Thank you."

Bai Liu smiled: "You're welcome."

As the group of people walked outside, Tang Er hesitated again and again. He retreated to the side of Bai Liu who was walking behind, lowered his head and frowned in Bai Liu's ear and asked in a low voice, "Bai Liu, what about the La Sai I mentioned earlier?" The path they took at the Meer cemetery has a horror element that has not been discovered, what do you think it will be?"

"First, the corpse of a dead developer, according to the setting of this city, should be that the monsters formed by alienation after the death of higher-level citizens have higher attack power, and the monsters transformed by developers should not be so easy to deal with."

Bai Liu continued to speak upwards without looking sideways: "One more thing, I'm not sure, ‌If I were the designer of this game, I should design it this way to increase the sense of terror and the difficulty of the path."

Tang Er frowned more and more tightly: "How to design?"

Bai Liu said calmly: "If, as ‌ guessed, the Sunshine Real Estate is a projection of this dungeon landing in reality, then according to what happened in the Sunshine Real Estate in reality, there is a high probability that the developer here took in the money. It should not be in my own hands, but go out to make the next investment, arresting or killing the developer will only lead to one thing—”

"—That is the unfinished building."

Bai Liu tilted his head and raised his eyes to look at Tang Erda: "As for what the unfinished building has caused in reality, both I and I know clearly."

Tang Er fell silent for two seconds, then he said slowly, one word at a time: "It means that the residents of this unfinished building will commit suicide."

Bai Liu nodded calmly: "Well, after committing suicide, there is a high probability that this resident will become a ghost. If I guessed correctly, the hatred value of this ghost should be drawn to the player who killed the developer, that is, the new player. developer heads."

"If those two people in the Russell Cemetery really killed the developer." Bai Liu looked at Tang Erda flatly, "If they can't prevent the residents of the unfinished building from committing suicide, then they should be dismissed from the unfinished building." The ghosts who jumped from the poop chased them to death."

area c.

Two distressed figures moved quickly in the dark night, with various scars on their faces, they gritted their teeth and ran against the night wind like crazy, with a pocket of ID cards in their hands.

He and Shi Qian just went out to rob, even if they robbed for an hour, they still couldn't make up 60 billion yuan. Now it's almost time to run to the new building.

Yuan Guang didn't understand why he ran there. Everything was settled, and the system had already informed him that the unfinished building had become an unfinished building. It can't change 60 billion to rescue the people living in it.

——just like in reality.

‌is...

‌is...

He knew what would happen if a bad building was produced.

Even if nothing can be changed, even if the people here are just a bunch of data, a bunch of meaningless npcs.

He also couldn't see them jumping down from the top one by one in despair!

He has seen enough! !

Yuan Guang was running so fast that he couldn't breathe, his lips were reddish purple, his hands were shaking in the wind in front of the extremely fast running speed, like two weak noodles.

Why do people need a house to survive?

He asked himself this question countless times, when he was sleeping, when he couldn't sleep, when he was working, and when he was working overtime——

——Standing on the edge of his unfinished building, he almost jumped, and when Uncle Wang pulled him back and slapped him twice, he was also asking.

Uncle Wang scolded him: "Didn't you say that your mother hasn't lived in a good house all her life after Dad left, so you must earn her a house? Why, you just rushed down to see Dad in such a hurry , live in a small apartment with my father?"

"I'm in my thirties when I repay the loan. I've been in my 60s after 30 years of repaying the loan. I don't think I'm going to jump off here." Uncle Wang slapped him twice, "‌ ‌How big! ‌What’s wrong with the 20-year loan! Can’t you pay it back!”

"Twenty years later, Xi is a good man again, able to start all over again and buy a house for my mother!"

Uncle Wang held his shoulders tightly: "Yuan Guang, don't die. If you die, you will lose everything."

"Yuan Guang, I can't take it anymore." Wang Shuqi was so haggard that he seemed to have aged thirty years overnight. He had gray hair and knelt down in front of Yuan Guang with his head bowed and his back in tears. Let Uncle Wang play, let Uncle Wang die."

This game is like a large funeral party. Everyone who hugged Yuan Guang and told him not to die finally said to him in various ways——

【Xiao Yuan, I really can't take it anymore, let me die】.

‌The beginning of this ‌intensive funeral meeting was just an ordinary owner meeting.

The developer sent a team of lawyers to send out a bunch of documents with mixed Chinese and complicated professional vocabulary in the owner group. Few people could understand them. Wang Shuqi repeatedly asked in the group whether anyone could understand them.

Yuan Guang carefully sent a sentence: [I seem to understand a little...]

So he was warmly welcomed by all the owners and became the [Group Leader of the Sunshine Real Estate Owners Group]. In the next period of time, all the representatives sent by the developers were arguing.

Whenever the developer asks the owner that they only have this representative, the owners will all answer in unison:

【We believe in Xiao Yuan! 】

It seems that since then, this has become a simple, unreasonable, unreasonable and deeply rooted perception of him.

We believe in Xiao Yuan, so Xiao Yuan is our hope, we believe in Xiao Yuan, so Xiao Yuan cannot give up.

We believe in Xiao Yuan, so Xiao Yuan must live well.

The cold wind passed through the lungs during the fierce running, producing a burning sensation as if the air was burning in the body. Tears flew out from both sides of Yuan Guang's eyes uncontrollably. ‌The pitch-black unfinished building sprinted to the point of vomiting.

The people standing in the residential buildings with unsealed windows seem to be approaching the edge like walking dead. Their eyes are dull and tranced looking at the night outside, as if they have merged with the night, and there is no trace of life.

It's the same as Uncle Wang who was going to jump down at the beginning.

They took a step forward, and in the night, they were dumped from the edge of the building silently like broken earth and rocks.

Yuan Guang yelled heartbreakingly: "Don't die!!!!"

"Dead---!!! There is nothing left!!!"

Yuan Guang burst into tears and cried loudly: "I beg you to survive!!!"