Doomsday Wonderland

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721 The life of a rich man starts in the men’s room

"I want to buy a group of houses in similar locations..."

Lin Sanjiu's words had just begun when they were drowned out by the sudden "rumble" sound of the toilet flushing. The second half of her sentence was choked in her throat, and she looked at the young real estate agent who was half leaning forward with his eyebrows furrowed; amidst the loud sound of water running from the toilet, Di Mo lowered his voice and touched his ear: "You go on? Say it, I can hear it.”

He pressed one hand on the flush button and released it only after a while.

"What are you doing?" Lin Sanjiu stood at the lingering sound of water running in the toilet. She was so confused that she even felt a little helpless. "why would……"

"It's just some necessary measures for work," Di Mo waved his hand, turned around and pulled off the paper from the wall. He stuffed all the pieces into his wide cross-collar shirt and reached out to lift the toilet seat: "Do you want to What kind of room do you want?”

"A group of houses next to each other," she said hesitantly, "the facilities must be complete."

"A batch?" Dimo ​​mumbled and opened the toilet lid, "I don't know if there are any vacant houses for sale that happen to be next to each other... let's take a look."

What to see?

Lin Sanjiu, who was still waiting for him to take out the housing information - or a packet of white powder - looked at him and slowly lowered his head.

Only then did she remember that she had only heard the sound of water being discharged from the toilet box, but not the sound of water flowing into the pipe. At this time, the toilet was filled with a pool of dark liquid, and the ripples on the water were still swirling slightly.

"Buying a house for the first time?" The carefree real estate agent laughed. "You will understand soon. Come, sit down and watch."

He took out a folding stool from somewhere, and Lin Sanjiu folded her legs and sat down next to the edge of the toilet, feeling like a long-legged spider with nowhere to place her limbs. She still didn't understand why she had her face next to the toilet.

Di Mo pulled out a thin rod from the back of the water tank, sat down, and stirred in the dark water of the toilet.

"Look what I'm doing," he rolled his eyes at the client. This unreliable-looking agent pulled out the thin rod and knocked it against the toilet: "Look at the inside of the house."

Before she could say "Where are you looking?" Lin Sanjiu's eyes were involuntarily directed to the toilet.

The dark water slowly lit up with lights, colors, and shapes, combining like a television screen into a picture she could make out. She felt like she was watching a video, walking through a house with a camera carried over someone's shoulder; the house had a very unique circular living room, surrounded by a tropical rainforest-like plant.

"This, this is..." She looked at the water and was so surprised that she even forgot the second half of her sentence. The image quality of the water is very clear, only occasionally changing shape slightly with a circle of ripples.

"This is the most suitable house for people to live in. The condition is very good. Oh, what you see now is a liquid crystal that can present images based on records - why are you so surprised? Don't you have any special items? This is Visual fluid developed based on special items."

"What's the use of developing it?" Lin Sanjiu asked, while leaning over to take a closer look at the scene in the toilet - at this time, the screen turned, and a rectangular passage was reflected, which looked like a corridor. But this corridor is too long, and the exit looks like a ball of light as big as a fist; the agent gently taps the corridor with a thin rod, and several thin plates slowly fall down from the walls on both sides, revealing a dark place inside. What is it used for?

"It has so many uses, I can't explain them all."

Listening to Di Mo's tone, one feels that he is actually too lazy to speak. Even when he introduced the house, he was still sloppy: "Do you have several people living there? Counting the camouflage barrier, this house is more than 2,000 square meters in total and has all the basic facilities. Not only does it have twelve rooms, There are also a few small side rooms for storing sundries, which are enough for you, right?"

Like all real estate agents before the apocalypse, he was very good at eliciting the needs of his clients—or discounting them.

Lin Sanjiu imagined the scene of everyone gathering together, and found that her imagination was not optimistic. Rabbit and Kurosawa Ji will definitely fight, just like Doctor Cat will definitely use his influence to let others move his body over and over again.

"Any more?" she asked, staring at the image in the toilet. "It's best if we can separate."

Demo stirred the thin rod again. There was nothing special about his movements. It seemed that the position where the thin rod extended into the water gave different commands to this "view fluid" screen; as soon as his movements stopped, the image changed to a dense array of words.

"There are only two houses next to each other, and there are no other houses for sale nearby. You can buy these two houses first, and then acquire the surrounding houses bit by bit...or you can also buy an apartment building I have. , the privacy is very good, but the price may not be acceptable to ordinary people.”

Money is not a problem at all for Lin Sanjiu.

However, the image of toilet water that appeared next had nothing to do with the apartment building she imagined; because it neither applied the quantifier "a building" nor should it even be called an "apartment building." It is a standard white ring, with precision metal plates extending from the ring and intricately interlocking with each other.

"How does this look like a building?" Lin Sanjiu glanced at her real estate agent. Di Mo didn't look very excited, as if he didn't think she would really pay for it - "Why is it in the shape of a ring?"

"It's designed by a designer, you know, pursuing art and stuff like that."

Di Mo turned his eyes with dark circles and did not look at her: "But it is very large, with a usable area of ​​302.8 acres. Look inside, there are a total of thirty-six apartments, four large restaurant facilities, stadiums, air pressure Control system, water circulation system, cold storage... Well, there are also gyms, shooting ranges, semi-automatic unmanned medical clinics..." He didn't bother to elaborate one by one, he just kept clicking on the images with the stick, and each image had a name. Even the name is not vague.

The image, the light cyan wall shone with a slight metallic light; the internal space, which was so vast that it was beyond imagination, stretched out infinitely before Lin Sanjiu's eyes, making her forget for a moment that she was staring at a toilet.

Maybe it was something, or a feeling... She couldn't say exactly what it was, but this white ring made her heart feel faintly warm.

"I want it."

Before she could react, she had already spoken these words.

The men's room stall was silent for a few seconds.

Di Mo slowly opened his eyelids that had been half-lidded just now, and his eyes were as bright as a wolf that finally saw its prey. "But the price is high." He put the pole on the ground and wrung his hands tightly: "I should say, very high."

"How much?"

Di Mo quoted a price, which had almost no meaning to Lin Sanjiu: because she had no idea how much red crystal it was, she only vaguely realized that it was a huge amount of money. However, the price is set by the homeowner. If she wants to get a discount, she must meet the homeowner himself to activate McDuck's skills.

"It doesn't matter. You can exchange your coins for checks in Biluo District, and then you can pay according to the figure." He suddenly became more considerate, "My agency fee is one percent -"

"Wait a minute, before the transaction, I have to go see the house, right?"

The real estate agent paused and smacked his lips loudly. He seemed to think about what to say next so as not to make Lin Sanjiu angry: "Well, on-site inspection is not possible... This is not because there is anything wrong with the house! If you want, I can Contact the owner and arrange a holographic experience for you, which is exactly like walking in the house..."

"Why can't you let me see it in person?" Lin Sanjiu raised an eyebrow.

Di Mo breathed out and rubbed his face vigorously. He now looked like a runner who had just touched the finish line of a marathon and was told that the race had been extended by twenty kilometers.

"Do you think I like selling houses in the toilet?" He said tiredly, twirling his fingers in his hair: "Do you know how many times a day I have to listen to other people peeing? It doesn't matter if I have diarrhea. Last night, someone was peeing. He stretched out his fingers at me from under the gap in the cubicle...I can't do it, I don't like men."

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly, wondering why he suddenly mentioned this: "Then why are you leaving?"

"Of all my office locations, the toilets are the safest and most comfortable." Di Mo let out a long sigh, "The dangers lurking in this line of work are too great. I never know if I will die one day... If I have one If you are a good parent to your children, you will not be reduced to this profession."

When he said this, his eyes turned to the cubicle door and suddenly stopped.

"You're not selling drugs—" Lin Sanjiu laughed.

"Thirty grams of psychedelic mushrooms. If you sell them, they will be popular wherever you go."

The real estate agent closed the toilet seat with a bitter look, sat down with a bang, and said quietly: "You evolved people are very capable and have a big temper. No evolved person can find an enemy. Anyone who can settle in the Twelve Realms , let alone a small person... Everyone wants to catch the real estate agent who sold the house to his enemy, and ask him where he lives, how to break the camouflage barrier of the house, how to control the enemy's escape route, etc... In the end Importantly, it is now possible to install fixed transmission points in houses.”

Lin Sanjiu was startled and suddenly understood: If there is an enemy squatting in his house, waiting for the moment before he opens his eyes before teleportation, then no matter how great a person he is, he will only end up with his body and head separated. .

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Lin Sanjiu shook his head.

"Because we have no ability to resist, and can be silenced at any time if necessary." Di Mo glanced at her, "So we have also learned that we don't know any unnecessary information that will bring danger to ourselves, such as the location of the house. And never pry."

"I don't have that kind of enemy," she smiled comfortingly: "I had one before, but I think we became friends later."

Di Mo stared at her. "Impossible. Anyone who buys real estate in the Twelve Realms must have someone who wants to kill them. This is simply a curse in our industry!"

"Really do not have."

"Then you are the first one I have met," Di Mo reluctantly agreed, probably because of the commission. He stood up from the toilet and wrote a note with the address to her: "Go ahead and come here to experience the holographic image at this time tomorrow. It would be even better if you can trade on the same day."

Lin Sanjiu's heart couldn't help but beat loudly, and the snow-white ring appeared in front of her eyes again; she didn't know why she glanced at it, as eager as a young boy waiting for his first love date.

As soon as the door opened, Changzu turned his head. It seemed that it had been leaning against the sink just now, waiting for her to come out.

Dimo sent Lin Sanjiu out of the bathroom, always keeping a few steps away from the cracked woman; his eyes were lowered, not even looking at Changde, as if it didn't exist.

On the way back, the blade-like arm bones of the Rift Girl kept waving in the air, and the shadow blurred into one piece. It seems that in just a few hours, it has accumulated desires that it urgently needs to vent.

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