There was a brief commotion among the people gathered in front of the new property sales office in Area C. Like a swarm of disturbed bees, the crowd quickly gathered around the half-open door of the sales office.
Xiaodong was frightened by the crowd and retreated into the door. He hung a chain on the door to prevent them from rushing in and shouted in panic: "Everyone keep order! Our department will give you a solution tomorrow! ?
In fact, she didn't know what the solution was. She was just pushed out by the sales manager with an ugly face to solve the problem. Until now, Xiaodong didn't know what exactly happened.
Like these people, she sleepily stayed up late waiting for the real estate certificate to be approved, and suddenly found that the people in the finance department were in a panic, shouting that the money was suddenly gone, and then a blood-red countdown suddenly appeared on the house outside.
Xiaodong looked at the tall new building in the dark night from the sales office. She just had a vague premonition that these people might not be able to get their houses.
Some people who were blocked outside the door had their shoes squeezed off, but no one cared. They jumped up and down in panic, shouting:
"Why do we have to wait until tomorrow to get it done?!"
"What happened to the property?"
Intense and tense voices of questioning merged into one in the darkness, and someone angrily threw balls of paper and stones at Xiaodong:
"Why are you closing the door? Speak up! Why don't you tell me what happened?"
"When something happens, just hide! Open the door and let us in!"
Xiaodong clutched the sales office uniform tightly. She blocked the door tightly to prevent anyone from entering. She kept bowing and apologizing. Her eyes gradually turned red and she spoke with tears in her voice:
"On behalf of the entire property, I want to say sorry to everyone."
The sales manager asked her not to open the door and let anyone in, and also asked her to come forward to apologize on behalf of the company and to calm the anger of these house slaves.
If the situation cannot be resolved and something goes wrong, she will be fired and her salary for this month will be deducted.
She needed this job so badly that she chose to let this group of people vent their anger on her. She lowered her head, holding back the pain and tears, bowed more than 90 degrees again and again, and apologized sincerely again and again.
"Saying sorry is useless! Do you know how much I paid for this house?" Someone cried heartbreakingly, "I'm working so hard that I'm almost dying. I don't dare to eat or use anything. I worked so hard to save money just to have a place to sleep in this city where I won't be chased away!"
"Get out of here! Let Mr. C come out! He is the agent developer!"
Finally, someone trembled and whispered the answer that frightened everyone to the point of not daring to admit it: "Director C is not going to run away with the money and leave this building in ruins, is he?"
This sentence was like a drop of water dropped into boiling oil, sparking everyone's discussion:
"No way? Mr. C is so rich, he won't take our money!"
"Both District E and District B have had unfinished buildings. The developers of these two districts are also very rich..."
"Isn't it a problem with the building construction?"
"But in the end, they demolished these unfinished buildings and rebuilt them, saying that they had already spent all the money on the construction materials, and they didn't compensate the original buyers of the houses at all..."
"The troublemakers were beaten to death by the patrol team, and their bodies were sent to the hospital to be split up and auctioned off to mortgage the unfinished building..."
The group of people who were preparing to make trouble fell silent when they heard this. They looked at Xiaodong who was standing inside the sales office and blocking them with a chain with a desperate and pleading look: "...You just told us to come back tomorrow to continue waiting for the certificate. We shouldn't be a badly finished building, right?"
Xiaodong slowly raised her body, folded her hands in front of her, bit her lower lip, and after a long while, she forced out a smile: "No, everyone."
"It's just that there are too many house sales this time, and they need to be processed in large quantities, so it has been delayed."
"If I don't come down tomorrow..." Xiaodong bowed deeply to everyone. She pinched her palms tightly to calm her trembling voice, and lied with a sweet smile, "I should be able to come down this week or next week."
"Please go back and wait patiently."
Xiaodong raised her body and looked at everyone. She smiled, but tears fell from her eyes: "Everyone will definitely get their own home!"
A group of people seemed to realize something and stood quietly for a long time in front of Xiaodong, who was about to cry but trying hard to smile, at the sales office. Suddenly, someone forced a smile on his face and walked towards the new property while muttering to himself:
"I told you, buying a house in District C is more reliable and has lower risks."
"Just wait, tomorrow is tomorrow, a week is a week, two weeks is two weeks, I've waited for so long, it's not like I can't wait..."
"I'll go take a look first. I'll just take a look at my future house, and then I'll go back and wait patiently."
The man talked to himself in a trance, stumbling into the new building under construction and climbing up floor by floor. Behind him, he was followed by a group of silent residents who had also bought houses in the same building.
They climbed up from the bottom floor in silence. Some places in the building had no concrete stairs at all, and some high floors had only concrete and steel frames. They brought their children and wives and climbed up along these dangerous building supports. Then they searched one by one in a pile of concrete bases that did not have room numbers posted on them, and talked to each other naturally:
"I'm 1305, this should be it?"
"I looked at the apartment layout. Yours should be this one. I'm in 1304."
They stood in a narrow concrete house with only a small space of only a dozen or twenty square meters. They stretched out their hands and carefully touched the walls of the house. A very faint, tiny light lit up in their eyes:
"As long as they don't take back the unfinished building, we can still live there, right?"
Someone was standing on the edge of a house with drafts on all sides, looking down at the pitch-black ground of Area C. The only lights were on the sales office and the rooftops of the surrounding houses. Looking further away, one could only see a very faint outline of the moon in the distance and a brightly lit work area in the city center that stayed awake all night.
The bright moonlight reflected in his eyes, a dazzling white light that seemed to bring tears to his eyes.
"It's so beautiful." The man looked at the night sky, leaning against the empty wall and muttering to himself, "I've lived in the cemetery house for so long. Can I see the moon at night from the ground?"
"I almost forgot what the moon looked like."
"It's great to live in such a tall house. I can see the sun during the day and the moon at night."
The light in his eyes quickly went out, and his tone was as light as smoke, which was blown away by the night wind: "It's a pity that I can't afford such a tall house."
"Such a beautiful moon, a lowly citizen like me may only be able to see it once in my lifetime."
He tiptoed on the open edge of the house and took a step outward. Then he slowly and tremblingly opened his hands slightly in the cold night wind, then closed his eyes and leaned forward into the pitch-black night.
Area E, in the cemetery.
On the 18th floor underground, Mu Sicheng wiped the sweat from his forehead, let out a long breath, turned his head and looked at Bai Liu with a proud look, and shook the cemetery property certificate in his hand: "Am I efficient enough?"
"Very good." Bai Liu took it with a smile, and the system prompt sounded immediately.
[System prompt: Congratulations to player Bai Liu for obtaining the ownership of the cemetery building 0812 in Area E. ]
[Currently, we still lack the ownership of the cemetery room on the floor where the tombstone is located at the entrance. Player Bai Liu, please keep up the good work! ]
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked around at everyone: "Go out, the only thing missing is the ownership of the cemetery room at the entrance."
Tang Erda couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to take over the cemetery room of that 17-year-old kid?"
"No, exchange." Bai Liu smiled and glanced at Tang Erda, "Captain Tang, doesn't he have a property certificate for a haunted house that's much better than this cemetery house? Let's deal with it tonight and let the child live there."
"We exchanged the property certificate of the haunted house for the property certificate of the cemetery house."
Bai Liu smiled: "Captain Tang, go and exchange with him."
Tang Er beat him and said, "Thank you."
Bai Liu smiled and said, "You're welcome."
As the group walked out, Tang Er hesitated again and again. He retreated to the side of Bai Liu, who was walking at the end of the group. He lowered his head and whispered in Bai Liu's ear, frowning and asking, "Bai Liu, you mentioned earlier that the path they took in Russell Cemetery had a horror element that had not been discovered. What do you think it was?"
"First, the bodies of the dead developers. According to the settings of this city, the higher the level of the citizens, the higher the attack power of the monsters they transform into after death. The monsters transformed from developers should not be that easy to deal with."
Bai Liu continued to look upwards without looking away, "There is one more thing, I am not sure, but if I were the designer of this game, I would probably design it this way to increase the sense of horror and the difficulty of the path."
Tang Erda's brows furrowed more and more tightly: "How do you design it?"
Bai Liu spoke calmly: "If, as you guessed, Sunshine Property is a projection of this copy landing in reality, then according to what happened in Sunshine Property in reality, it is highly likely that the developer here does not keep the money he received, but transfers it to make the next investment. Arresting or killing the developer will only lead to one thing-"
"——That's the rotten-end building."
Bai Liu tilted his head and looked up at Tang Erda: "You and I both know what the unfinished building led to in reality."
Tang Er was silent for two seconds. He spoke slowly, word by word, "You mean, the residents of these unfinished buildings will commit suicide."
Bai Liu nodded calmly: "Well, after committing suicide, these residents will most likely become ghosts. If I'm not mistaken, the hatred of these ghosts should be directed towards the player who killed the developer, that is, the new developer."
"If the two men in Russell Cemetery really killed the developer," Bai Liu said calmly, looking at Tang Erda, "if they cannot successfully prevent the residents of the rotten-end building from committing suicide, then they will probably be chased to death by the ghosts that jump down from the rotten-end building."
Area C.
Two ferocious figures moved quickly in the darkness, their faces covered with scars. They ran madly against the night wind, gritting their teeth, holding a bag of ID cards in their hands.
He and Shi Qian had just gone out to rob, but after an hour, they were still far from being able to collect 60 billion. Now that the time was almost up, they could only run to the new property.
Yuan Guang didn't understand why he wanted to run there. Everything had obviously been settled. The system had already informed him that the unfinished building was already a unfinished building. Even if he ran over and stared at the building, he couldn't conjure up 60 billion yuan to rescue the people living inside.
——Just like in reality.
but……
but……
He knew what would happen if a building was left unfinished.
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 bear to watch them jump down from the top one by one in despair!
He has seen enough!!
Yuan Guang ran so fast that he was out of breath, his lips turned purple, and at such a fast speed, his hands were shaking in the wind like two powerless noodles.
Why do people need a house to survive?
He had asked himself this question countless times, when he was sleeping, when he couldn't sleep, when he was working, when he was working overtime -
——He was asking when he stepped on the edge of his dilapidated house and nearly jumped down. Uncle Wang pulled him back and slapped him twice.
Uncle Wang scolded him, "Didn't you say that your mother never lived in a good house after your father passed away, and you must buy her one? Why are you in such a hurry to go downstairs to meet your father and live in a small suite with him?"
"I'll pay off the loan. I'm over 30 now. If I pay off the loan for 30 years, I'll be over 60. I don't think I should jump off the cliff." Uncle Wang cursed and slapped him twice. "How old are you? You have a 20-year loan, so what? Can't you pay it back?"
"Twenty years later, you will be a good man again, and you can start all over again and buy a house for your mother!"
Uncle Wang held his shoulders tightly and said, "Yuan Guang, don't die. If you die, you will have nothing."
"Yuan Guang, I can't bear it any longer." Wang Shuqi looked so haggard that he seemed to have aged thirty years overnight. His hair was all gray, and he knelt in front of Yuan Guang with his head lowered and his back hunched, tears streaming down his face. "Let Uncle Wang go on stage, let Uncle Wang die."
This game is like a large funeral. Everyone who has hugged Yuan Guang and asked him not to die, eventually said to him in various ways:
[Xiao Yuan, I really can’t bear it anymore, let me die].
But these frequent funerals began as just an ordinary owners' meeting.
The developer sent a team of lawyers to send a bunch of documents with mixed Chinese and complex professional vocabulary to the owner group. Few people could understand them. Wang Shuqi repeatedly asked in the group if anyone could understand them.
Yuan Guang carefully said: [I think I can understand a little bit...]
As a result, he was warmly welcomed by all the owners and became the group leader of the Sunshine Property Owners Group. In the following period of time, he was the one who argued with all the representatives sent by the developers.
Whenever developers ask owners, you only have this representative, the owners will answer in unison:
【We believe in Xiao Yuan! 】
It seemed that from that time on, this had become a simple, unprovoked, unexplained, yet deep-rooted perception of him among everyone.
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 his lungs as he ran fiercely, creating a burning sensation as if the air was burning inside his body. Tears flew out uncontrollably from both sides of Yuan Guang's eyes. He gasped for breath and ran towards the dark, unfinished building until he was about to vomit.
In the residential buildings that had not sealed their windows, people were standing there, moving towards the edge like zombies. They looked at the night outside with dull and trance eyes, as if they had merged into one with the night and not a trace of life left.
Just like Uncle Wang who was about to jump down.
They took a step forward, and in the night, like lumps of earth and rocks, they fell silently from the edge of the building.
Yuan Guang screamed heartbreakingly: "Don't die!!!"
"If you die, there will be nothing left!!!"
Yuan Guang burst into tears and cried loudly: "Please stay alive!!!"