It was already late at night when Su Lun came out of "Akun's soup room".
On the street, he met a refreshed Kai.
This guy disappeared after entering the door. He probably sneaked to another bathhouse to enjoy the fun of bathing. He got Su Lun out, started the motorcycle, and asked: "How is it? The bathhouse here is not bad, isn't it?"
Looking at his winking expression, Su Lun also guessed that this guy was not really curious about what kind of distinguished service he had enjoyed, but wanted to ask about the embarrassing situation he had encountered.
After all, the last time he came here, he was teased to the point of shame by those capable men. The eyes of those old ladies were so vicious and their words were so mean... It still leaves a psychological shadow on him to this day.
Su Lun guessed what Kai was thinking, smiled, and didn't explain much: "Not bad."
As he spoke, a beautiful scene flashed through his mind.
Hmm...that young gambling-addicted woman is indeed in good shape.
Although Senjou didn't have any pretensions towards the familiar gang members, and everyone was very talkative when communicating, but apart from being a bit of a gambler, I really didn't hear that this big boss had any messy private life.
Su Lun felt that she didn't seem to be interested in men at all.
"Oh~"
Kai thought it was hard for Su Lun to talk about his embarrassing things, so he smiled "I understand".
The two rode their motorcycle back to Green Street.
.......
It was not too late to go back. Su Lun went to the gambling stall to catch up with the last professional gladiatorial match and harvest some soul fragments.
This night was not wasted.
Then he went to the "Three Guns Tavern" and asked, and sure enough he got a message from the potion stall owner.
"Tomorrow at twelve o'clock at noon, Ginkgo Street Backstreet Warehouse."
The address and time of the meeting were left on the note. Su Lun looked at it and had an idea: "I just paid the deposit in the afternoon and agreed to meet tomorrow morning. I must be really in need of money."
Seeing that it was Ginkgo Street again, Su Lun also guessed that the mysterious stall owner might be active nearby. After all, this kind of secret transaction usually would not be carried out in an area unfamiliar to him. He chose to pay the deposit on Ginkgo Street before, but now We chose to meet there again, thinking that the other party was familiar with the environment there.
Su Lun didn't think much about it. After all, it was the territory of the Cross Society, and many small underground forces had more or less connections. The mysterious stall owner might actually have something to do with the Cross Society.
It was already early in the morning when Su Lun left the tavern. Su Lun went to the hotel to meditate and rest to replenish his energy.
But before noon, news came from the real estate agent that they had found a suitable property.
Big enough, cheap enough, quiet enough...
Thinking that it would not affect the midday transaction, Su Lun simply didn't rest and took the time to go to the agency.
He had had enough of the poor accommodation conditions in cheap hotels.
He wanted to find a suitable place to live, preferably spacious enough with a shooting range that would allow him to practice marksmanship, alchemy and puppet making.
...
Su Lun also didn't expect that the place where the real estate agent asked him to meet was also Ginkgo Street.
Areas with densely populated entertainment venues are usually not too remote. Ginkgo Street, which is not far from Green Street, belongs to the "middle-class area" of the outer city.
There are relatively complete social supporting resources here, and many people from outside the city with stable jobs live in this neighborhood.
"There used to be a banker in the inner city who planned to choose the address of his bank and build a vault underground... Later, because he dug too deep, he probably dug the veins, and thick darkness came out.
Spiritual power. Ordinary people couldn't live in it, so the bank plan was shelved, so this house became empty..."
"I heard that you want to advance to become a professional and plan to find a place with strong dark spiritual energy. I think there is no other property that is more suitable than mine. The underground vault is spacious enough and has excellent sound insulation. It can even be used
Come and use it as a shooting range. Even if you contact Marksmanship in the middle of the night, no one will probably complain about you disturbing the residents..."
"Moreover, for two thousand liso you can rent a single-family property with a two-story building and a basement. At this price, I dare say there is nothing cheaper in the whole Old Lingtown."
"..."
The landlord's name is Grandet, a middle-aged man with a big belly who looks very shrewd.
He followed Su Lun all the way and introduced the house at No. 88 Ginkgo Street.
This is a small, dusty Western-style building, located in a slightly remote corner of the back street. It is inconspicuous. There are simple furniture in the house, and the basic decoration is basically completed. The gas and water pipes have also been installed in the house and can be screwed in.
Can move in...
Su Lun didn't expect such a surprise during this house viewing, as all the conditions were not met the previous times.
The property in front of him was in line with his expectations in every aspect.
It was inconspicuous and quiet enough...especially the sturdy and empty basement, which made him feel most satisfied.
The house itself is an ancient building, strong enough, and the thick cement walls in the basement can prevent the sound of gunshots from escaping.
Here, Su Lun can already imagine that he can have his own workshop in the future, where he can make rune puppets, modify machinery, and use it as a shooting range...
Moreover, the reason why this house is so cheap is because of the strong "dark spiritual power" seeping up from below.
For ordinary people, this is fatal "radiation" that is enough to cause distortion.
The dark spiritual power in Jiulindun City is much weaker than outside the city, and the breathing method practice of professionals will be correspondingly much slower, only about one-fifth to one-tenth of that outside the city.
But it's not absolute. There are also some local "high distortion areas" in the city, where the dark spiritual power will be much stronger.
For example, this small building.
However, ordinary professionals don’t like this kind of place, because in a high-distortion environment, humans may be distorted without knowing it. Environmental factors are one of the most difficult distortion factors to control, and the more dark spiritual power there is
The richer and more violent it is, the harder it is to control.
But Su Lun has no such worries. He has the Eye of Omniscient and can clearly see the numerical changes on his data surface. Once he discovers the distortion spearhead, he can leave in time.
Moreover, he also needs such high and rich dark spiritual power.
Su Lun now works as a first-level puppet master. The upper limit of the level has been opened. The body needs to absorb more dark spiritual power to lay the foundation for advancing to the second-level profession in the future.
Although most members of the Cross Society never thought that they would be able to advance to the second level in this life, Su Lun, a time traveler, did not just want to satisfy the scenery at the bottom.
Therefore, this small building is very suitable.
Signing the contract, paying the rent, and spending thousands of liso.
Suellen got the key to the house.
Landlord Grandet also seemed very happy that such a troublesome property was finally rented out.
.......
Su Lun's work efficiency has always been very high, and it took less than an hour from viewing the house to signing the contract.
The landlord Grandet said that he would arrange for someone to come over to clean the house in the next two days and agreed to hand over the house in three days.
Su Lun didn't have any objections. It just so happened that he had to prepare to receive the "Inner City Trial Group" in the past two days.
When I walked out of the small building, it was not yet nine o'clock, and the Ginkgo Street in the morning was already crowded with people.
Su Lun was going to find something for breakfast, so he thought of the Bellman Bread at No. 14 Ginkgo Street where he had paid a deposit before.
Because there are many middle-class people living on this street, in addition to the hard black bread that can be used as a baseball bat, the bakery also has some other styles to choose from.
Su Lun picked a few at random, stuffed them into the oil paper tape, and prepared to pay.
At this time, two young men wearing peaked caps and suspenders also followed him, seemingly making some small moves.
In fact, Su Lun discovered them before entering the house and knew that these children were the most common thieves in the outer city.
But they didn't come for Suellen's wallet, but for the bread on the counter.
While Su Lun was choosing to pay, the two boys had already quietly taken away two pieces of black bread, very skillfully.
Su Lunquan pretended not to see it, but the bakery owner seemed to be familiar with the methods of these habitual criminals.
When the two children first came in, the clerk's eyes became very wary. At this time, before they had a chance to sneak out, the baker with a golden mustache rushed out with a rolling pin and grabbed one of them by the hand.
skirt.
With this pull, a foot-long piece of bread fell to the ground.
"Hey, damn little bastards, you're at it again!"
The baker roared angrily, twisted the thief up and lifted him into the air.
The peaked cap fell off, revealing a dirty little face. Looking at the delicate features, he turned out to be a "tomboy" with short hair.
Su Lun originally didn't intend to meddle in other people's business. Such things were normal in the outer city.
Most of the children in the slums make a living by begging and stealing. Beating and starvation are the only way for them to grow up. Whether they can survive in this cruel world ultimately depends on their own lives.
However, when Su Lun looked at those frightened and helpless eyes, he suddenly saw his own shadow. At that time, he had been so helpless, as if the whole world had abandoned him.
The thief received a blow, and his eyes were filled with tears from the pain, but he did not cry.
Su Lun thought for a moment and pointed to the black bread that fell to the ground: "How much does that bread cost?"
The mustachioed baker guessed Su Lun's thoughts and persuaded him: "Oh, distinguished guest, these thieves do not deserve sympathy... There is no need for you to spend money on them."
After a pause, he looked like he was going to beat up the thief, and said fiercely: "If you don't teach these guys a painful lesson, they will come again tomorrow!"
Su Lun didn't waste any words and handed over a piece of banknote: "Here is fifty liso, which should be enough to buy these breads."
There was no expression on his face. He paid the money and turned around and left the bakery.
