The construction speed of the Old Age Mansion may be the most complicated and the fastest key project in the history of the Red Alliance.
It's not too long.
In just one month, Ren Sheng and others had moved to the Old Mansion in the Imperial City District.
Although it is said to be a mansion, it is actually a prison for senior high-level people. The mansion for the elderly is nothing more than a house with complete facilities and an extremely spacious living environment.
For homeboys and homegirls, this environment is like a vacation.
But for those who yearn for freedom, this is a place of restraint that is extremely oppressive.
Strong and indestructible walls, impenetrable roofs, and even layers of electrical grids on the sunroom have made this place a restricted area.
Except for the daily delivery of food in the isolation area, there are almost no normal exits here.
"Hahahaha, Changkongluo, no one will believe you are normal!"
"Hahaha, Ren Sheng, why don't you scream!"
"Hahaha, Luo Tianming, you idiot, you actually came in on your own initiative!"
Many residences maintain normal communication, phone and other facilities.
The top priority construction site undoubtedly satisfies the four high-level sequencers.
These are places of residence built according to their respective characteristics.
For example, the walls, roofs, etc. in Any Life's environment are mixed with asbestos components, which can effectively reduce the power of Any Life's Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique.
Living in this environment, any creature would be almost invulnerable to outsiders who kept a distance.
If someone were to explore and visit Rensheng, even if he was facing a crazy Rensheng, the visitor would be less likely to suffer trauma.
This also makes people feel less restrained.
For example, Song Xianzhong, who was very humble in the past, had no respect for Changkong Luo. This kind of ridicule has lasted for nearly a month.
Among many people, Song Xianzhong was the happiest.
Song Xianzhong was noisy and noisy, but no one blocked each other on their communication devices.
For many people who are taciturn, the voice of Song Xianzhong is a rare refreshing thing in the mansion in his twilight years.
At least Luo Tianming exchanged curses with Song Xianzhong from time to time, and Changkong complained in frustration. As for Ren Shengsheng, he talked to Song Xianzhong for several hours.
"Come on, wake up," Song Xianzhong shouted.
"I want to learn from Xiao Ren today and play with you next time!"
With the help of Song Xianzhong, Luo Tianming expressed his thoughts easily again.
"Study whatever you want to learn, there is nothing useful to learn" Zhang Kongluo sprayed.
"I'm in a bad mood!"
Ren Sheng is also open-minded.
Chang Kongluo and Ren Shengsheng were involved because of the topic of mental strengthening. When this topic was discussed, the two of them were not very interested.
"This makes no sense. I was recommended to come in to study with you. You have to teach me!"
Luo Tianming called out twice, but when Ren Shengsheng didn't respond as usual, he felt a little bad.
After a while, he and Song Xianzhong started to quarrel.
Amidst the noisy curses, Ren Shengsheng dialed Ren Anran.
He was not used to using these modern technologies, but Ren Yisheng had to learn them.
Listening to Ren Shengsheng's clumsy dialing movements, Changkong snorted.
"An old-fashioned thing that cannot keep up with the times!"
He watched an annoying current affairs TV program for a while, then skillfully turned on the video monitor and started reading novels as usual.
"This Dongfang Shuo should be locked up in a small black room and updated every day. Alas, I still want to see the one who let Woxing escape from the West Lake secret room and kill everyone!"
After the two daily updates, Changkong Luo couldn't stop, feeling that his fate would be the same as his own.
But Ren Woxing escaped from the West Lake Secret Room, and he didn't know when he would be able to escape from the Old Mansion.
"This literary copywriter Jin Yong keeps cursing people all day long. What's the point of cursing people? It's the right thing to pick up the pen and write novels to fight back. He doesn't do anything else all day long!"
Changkongluo didn't know who Dongfang Shuo was, but he had a short chat with Zhang Xuezhou and knew that Jin Yong was Zhang Weimeng.
Seeing that Zhang Weimeng was so unsatisfied, he also joined the group that criticized Zhang Weimeng.
After a few curse words, he closed the novel website and turned to another fashionable entertainment.
Compared with the live broadcast network a few months ago, the live broadcast network at this time undoubtedly has a lot more talent displays.
Watching the performers showing off various clumsy genetic fighting techniques, Zhang Kongluo was quite happy, trying his best to dispel the depression of being imprisoned.
"This dragonfly's three-point water is suitable for leading people into puddles, puddles, river banks and other terrains during fighting. If the opponent follows and falls into it, it will break the balance of the fight. Use three pots of water to play jumping, you little guys
What a waste of previous research and development efforts!”
Changkongluo continued to complain as usual.
When he was in a bad mood, it was difficult for him to look at anyone, let alone to point out and correct anyone.
After he caught the performer in the live broadcast room and sneered at him, he even gave him a small black flower.
It wasn't until he was locked in a small dark room and kicked out of the live broadcast room that he angrily looked for the next target to watch.
"Xiao Nier has also started broadcasting. I have to go to her live broadcast room to complain about this old guy Zhou Xin. He actually agreed to that kind of proposal. This makes me unable to stand up. He can't believe that I am normal now, so he can't take action to kill me.
I'll rescue them, and then work with me to deal with those little rebellious brats!"
After walking around in a circle, Chang Kongluo found that the live broadcast room of an acquaintance was on, which made him quickly get into the live broadcast room.
Zhou Yueyan's live broadcasts have never been popular, and Chang Kongluo is very sure that he can chat with Zhou Yueyan until the end of the live broadcast.
But seeing an administrator account with a golden badge in the live broadcast room, Changkong Luo quickly stopped complaining about Zhou Xin.
He was sure that Zhou Yueyan would not put him in a small dark room, but Chang Kongluo was really worried that his endless complaints would cause the administrator to ban him.
As an old angry youth who had recently transformed, Changkongluo had seen many cases of being banned, which made his attitude suddenly become more polite, and he just said hello with an emoticon.
But just after sending this expression, Changkongluo discovered that his first-level account had entered the dark room.
"What's the meaning?"
“Is it against the rules of the live streaming community to post a smiley emoticon?”
"This is unscientific, you are being unreasonable!"
"Is it possible that I have been blocked too many times in the live broadcast room and this administrator found the complaint record?"
"It's so bullying. It's really unreasonable!"
"You have to wait forty-eight hours to reform!"
Changkong Luo's words of ridicule against Zhou Xin were stuck in his throat, which made him extremely unhappy.
After he read through the various regulations of Feiyu Live Broadcast, he discovered a way to recharge or tip to eliminate the ban time. This recharge can even increase account permissions and avoid being investigated and banned.
"Hey, the virtual community is actually so realistic. I charge money and I give rewards, why not!"
While Changkong Luo was angrily learning how to bind an account to recharge on the live broadcast network, Zhang Xuezhou and Zhou Yueyan, who was preparing for the live broadcast, came to discuss the No. 2 sinkhole.