I Became a God in a Horror Game: 392、How to own five buildings

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

Xiaodong was startled by the crowd and shrank into the door. He 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." !?

Actually, she doesn't know what the solution is, she was just pushed out by the head of the sales department with an ugly face to solve the problem. Up to now, Xiaodong doesn't know what happened.

She, like this person, stayed up sleepily waiting for the approval of the real estate certificate, and suddenly found that the people in the financial department were in a panic, shouting that the money suddenly disappeared, and then suddenly the house outside A blood-red countdown appeared.

Xiaodong looked at the towering new building in the dark from the sales office, and she just had a vague premonition that the charming 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 paper **** and stones at Xiaodong:

"Why do you close the door! Tell me! Why don't you tell me what happened!"

"Know to hide when encountering things! Open the door and let us in!"

Xiaodong clenched the uniform of the sales office tightly, she blocked the door tightly to prevent anyone from entering, 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 apologize on behalf of the house, 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, bowing their heads to endure the pain and tears, bowing more than 90 degrees again and again, and being sincere again and again Apologize.

"A word of sorry is useless! Do you know how much I paid for this house!" Someone cried heartbreakingly, "I'm so **** close to death, I dare not eat anything, what? I don’t even dare to use it, I worked hard to save money, just want to have a place in this city to sleep and not be driven away!”

"Get out of here! Let Mr. C come out! He is an agent developer!"

Finally, someone tremblingly whispered the answer that everyone was too scared to admit: "Director C won't take the money and run away, will he let this building go unfinished?"

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

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

"District E and District B both 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 to push 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..."

"All the house slaves who caused trouble were killed by the patrol team, and the corpses were sent to the hospital to dismantle and auction to mortgage unfinished buildings for loans..."

The group of people who were planning to make trouble were all silent when they heard this, and looked at Xiaodong standing in the sales department with chains to block them with a desperate and pleading look: "...you just now Let's come over tomorrow 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, forced out a smile: "No, everyone."

"It's just that there are too many house transactions this time, and a large number of transactions are required, so it has been postponed."

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

"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 time, when suddenly there was a forced and self-deceiving smile on someone's face, talking to himself Talk to yourself and go back:

"Let me just say, buying a house in District C is more reliable, 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. It is the residents who bought the house in this real estate.

They climbed up from the ground floor without saying a word. There are some places in the real estate where there are no concrete steps at all, and some high-rise buildings only have concrete and steel frames. They bring their children and wives along the way. ‌Dangerous construction brackets dragged their families up to climb up, and then searched for them one by one from a pile of cement bases that hadn’t posted their house numbers, and talked to each other naturally:

"I am 1305, should it be this?"

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

Standing in a narrow concrete house with only a dozen or twenty square meters, they 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 is 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. I can clearly see the very faint outline of the moon in the distance, and the brightly lit work area in the city center that stays up all night.

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 the moon can be seen on the ground at night?"

"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 quickly went out, and his tone of voice was as soft as smoke, and it was blown away by the night wind: "Unfortunately, I can't afford such a tall house."

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

He tiptoed on the unclosed edge of the house and took a step outside, then slowly and tremblingly opened his hand slightly in the cold night wind, then closed his eyes, and leaned forward towards the dark Fell in the night.

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 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 will soon obtain the ownership of the 0812 cemetery building in zone e. 】

[Currently, 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 his 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 room?"

"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 room? Let the child live after it is dealt with tonight."

"We exchange 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."

During the process of the group walking outside, Tang Er hesitated again and again. He retreated to the side of Bai Liu who was walking at the back, lowered his head and pressed his brows into Bai Liu's ear and asked in a low voice, "Bai Liu, what did you say before?" The path they took in the Russell Cemetery has horror elements that have not been discovered, what do you think it will be?"

"First, the corpse of the dead developer, according to the setting of this city, should be the higher the level of the alienated monster after the death of the citizen, the higher the attack power, the monster turned by the developer should not be so easy to deal with .”

Bai Liu continued to speak upwards without looking sideways: "There is 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 it is 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 developers here will take over The money coming over should not be in my own hands, but transferred out to make the next investment. Arresting or killing the developer will only lead to one thing—"

"--That's the unfinished building."

Bai Liu turned his head sideways, raised his eyes and looked at Tang Erda: "As for what the unfinished building caused in reality, I and I both 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, there is a high probability that this resident will become a ghost after committing suicide. If I guessed correctly, the hatred value of this ghost should be drawn to the player who killed the developer. That is, the head of the new developer."

"If those two people in 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 follow up Was chased to death by a ghost that jumped from an unfinished building.”

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, holding 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 get together 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 notified him that the unfinished building had become an unfinished building, so even if he ran over and stared at the building, he The body can't change 60 billion out of thin air to rescue the people living in it.

—Just like in reality.

‌is...

‌is...

He knows what happens when a bad building is created.

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 ran so fast that he couldn't catch his breath, 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 house, 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, just rush down to see you in such a hurry Daddy, live in a small apartment with Daddy?"

"I'm in my 30s when I repay the loan, and I'm in my 60s after 30 years of repaying the loan. I don't think I should jump off here." Uncle Wang slapped him twice, " ‌‌How big! ‌A twenty-year loan so what! Can't you pay it back!"

"Twenty years later, I am a good man again, and I can start all over again and buy a house for my mother!"

Uncle Wang tightly gripped his shoulders: "Yuan Guang, don't die, if you die, you will have nothing."

"Yuan Guang, I can't take it any longer." Wang Shuqi was so haggard that he seemed to have aged thirty years overnight. He had gray hair, bowed his head and knelt down in front of Yuan Guang, tears streaming down his face. , "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...]

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

Whenever the developer asks the owner that they only have this representative, the owners will reply 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, creating a burning sensation as if the air was burning in the body, tears flew out from both sides of Yuan Guang's eyes uncontrollably, he gasped heavily , ran towards the pitch-black unfinished building, and ran to the point where he was about to vomit.

Those people standing in residential buildings with unsealed windows are approaching the edge like walking corpses. Their eyes are dull and trance-like looking at the night outside, as if they have merged with the night, and every bit of life is there. there is none left.

Same as Uncle Wang who was about to jump down.

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 shouted heartbreakingly: "Don't die!!!!"

"Dead——!!! There is nothing!!!"

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