I'm a god in the infinite game

There was a brief commotion among the people gathered in front of the sales office of the new building in District C. The crowd was like a swarm of disturbed bees, quickly gathering around the half-open 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 give you a solution 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 what exactly happened.

Like these people, she 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 was suddenly gone, and then a blood-red countdown suddenly appeared on the house outside.

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

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

"Why wait until tomorrow to finish it?!"

"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 firmly to prevent anyone from entering. She kept bowing and apologizing, her eyes turning red bit by bit, and her voice was crying:

"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 let this group of people vent her anger to her, lowered her head, suppressed 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 out heart-piercingly, "I'm so fucked that I'm about to die suddenly, I dare not eat anything, dare not use anything, I worked so hard to save money, I just want a place in this city to sleep and not be chased away!"

"Go away! Let Dong C come out! He is the acting 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? Director C is so rich, he won't steal our money!"

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

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

"But in the end, these unfinished buildings were pushed to be rebuilt, saying that the construction materials had 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 slowly raised her body, folded her hands in front of her body, bit her lower lip, and after a long time, she smiled: "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 tomorrow, I won't come down tomorrow..." Xiaodong bowed deeply to everyone, pinching her own tiger's mouth tightly, calming her trembling voice, and lying with a sweet smile, "This week or next week should be the same. can come down."

"Please go back and wait patiently."

Xiaodong raised her body and looked at everyone, the corner of her mouth was smiling, but tears rolled down from the corner 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, when suddenly there was a forced and self-deceiving smile on his face, talking to himself Go in the direction of the new building:

"I'll just say, it's still more reliable to buy a house in District C, with 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'll go and have a look first, 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. He stumbled into the new building under construction and climbed up layer by layer. At some point behind him followed a group of silent people who also bought this building. The residents of the real estate house.

They silently climbed up from the ground floor without saying a word. Some places in the real estate have no concrete stairs at all, and some upper floors only have concrete and steel frames. They took their children and wives and dragged their families along these dangerous building supports. Climb up, and then search one by one from a pile of cement bases that have not yet posted the house number, and chat with each other naturally:

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

"I checked the apartment type, yours should be this one, and mine is 1304."

They stood in a narrow concrete house with only a dozen or twenty square meters. They stretched out their hands and carefully touched the four walls of the house. There was a very faint, tiny light in their eyes:

"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 drafts, looking down at the pitch-black ground of Area C. The only lights were the sales office and the top floors of the surrounding houses. The faint outline of the moon, and the sleepless night in the city center, the brightly lit workspace.

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 murmured to himself while leaning on the empty wall, "I've lived in the cemetery for so long, so can you 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 the 0812 cemetery building in E area. 】

[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? Let the child live after it is 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 the broken back, lowered his head and pressed his brows into Bai Liu's ear and asked in a low voice, "Bai Liu, the Russell you mentioned earlier The path they took in the cemetery has horror elements that have 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 higher the level of the monster after the death of the citizen, the higher the attack power, and the monster turned by the developer should not be so easy to deal with."

Bai Liu continued to speak upwards without looking sideways: "One more thing, I'm not sure, but 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 you 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 money that the developer here took in should be It's not in my own hands, but I'm going 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, looked up at Tang Erda: "You and I both know what the unfinished building has caused in reality."

Tang Er fell silent for two seconds, then he said slowly, one word at a time: "You mean, the residents of these unfinished buildings will commit suicide."

Bai Liu nodded calmly: "Well, there is a high probability that these residents will become ghosts after committing suicide. If I'm not wrong, the hatred value of these ghosts should be drawn on the players who killed the developers, that is, the new developers. .”

"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 be dismissed from the unfinished building." The ghosts who jumped from upstairs chased them to death."

area C.

Two embarrassed figures moved quickly in the dark night, their faces were covered with various scars, 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, but after an hour of robbing, they were far from getting 600 billion together, and now they can only run to the new building when it is almost time.

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 [-] billion to rescue the people living in it.

——just like in reality.

but……

but……

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 watch them jump down from the top one by one in despair!

He has seen enough! !

Yuan Guang ran 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 houses 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 has never lived in a good house after your father left, so you must earn her a house? Why, you are so anxious to rush down to meet your father and live in a small apartment with your father." ?”

"I'm over 30 when I repay the loan, and I'm over 30 after 60 years of repaying the loan. I don't think I should jump from here." Uncle Wang slapped him twice, "How old are you! How old are you? What happened to the 20-year loan! Can't pay it back!"

"After 20 years, you will be a hero again, and you can start all over again and buy a house for your 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 30 years overnight. He had gray hair, bowed his head and knelt in front of Yuan Guang, tears streaming down his face, "Let Uncle Wang Come on, 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】.

But the beginning of these intensive funeral meetings was just an ordinary homeowner 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, when you only have this representative, the owners will 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, 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. The unfinished building ran, and ran until he was about to vomit.

Those residential buildings with unsealed windows stood like walking corpses and were constantly approaching the edge. Their eyes were dull and dazed looking at the night outside, as if they had merged with the night, and there was no vitality at all.

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: "Please survive!!!"