"You are so generous but you are so stingy. All the rich people in Demon King Abbey's Castle are stingy. You have to watch the door almost twenty hours a day, and you only get eighty yuan of ghost coins a month, which is just enough to support yourself."
Another janitor said: "Yes, life is hard. I originally had a wife, but unfortunately, I couldn't earn enough money to support my wife. Now my wife has run away and I am alone. Alas."
"However, compared with many people, we are relatively good. Many people in Abi Demon King's Castle only have one meal in three days, but we can at least have one meal in one day! Although it doesn't matter if we are full
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The more Ximenyu listened, the more horrified he felt. This place was really hell. No matter how vicious the criminals were, they would be transformed into good citizens in such a difficult environment.
Ximenyu asked: "Were you born here?"
"Nonsense, my ancestors have been from Abbey Castle for eight generations!"
"Oh!" Ximenyu stopped asking. A society has been formed in Abidao Prison. Ninety-nine percent of the people here are actually native-born, and only a few were imprisoned by the Super Power Academy.
For these people who were born and raised in Abbey Prison, they have no idea about the outside world.
Ximenyu thought to himself: "How will I live after I finish eating the rice?"
The two gatekeepers thought Ximen Yu was quite pleasing to their eyes, so they said, "Boy, I'll just be a good person for once and tell you a good thing!"
Ximen Yu said: "What good thing?"
"We, the Kafir gentlemen, are just about to recruit a new servant. We don't know what the specific job will be. There are already more than 5,000 people applying for the job. You will be interviewed tomorrow, so you can still seize the opportunity!"
"What, a servant, there are so many people applying for the job, how much is the salary?" Ximenyu asked.
"The salary is fifty yuan a month. Do you want to sign up? I can help you sign up!"
Ximenyu wiped his sweat and said: "Damn, fifty yuan of Ming coins are enough for what you can do. If you use them all, you can only buy a hundred kilograms of gray rice at most!"
The two janitors said: "Boy, why do you have such a loud voice? You have such an expression for such a good job. Don't you know that more than 5,000 people are fighting for this position?"
Ximenyu smiled and said: "Thank you, then sign up for me!"
"All right!"
One of them went inside and signed up for Ximenyu.
After coming out, he said to Ximenyu: "Remember to come early for the interview tomorrow. Whether you can grab this golden job depends on you!"
"My God, this is a golden job!" Ximenyu secretly despised him in his heart, but he kept saying good things.
Ximenyu asked: "Are you Kafir gentlemen rich?"
"Nonsense, a person with a fortune of several thousand yuan, hasn't he seen that the house he lives in is so big?"
Ximenyu wiped his sweat. For a person with a family fortune of several thousand yuan, Ximenyu could easily spend tens of billions of money. But it is a pity that here, Ximenyu is now a poor man living at the bottom of the pile.
Fortunately, some things were looted from the city defenders, otherwise I don't know how I would have survived these days. I'm afraid I don't need anyone to kill me, and I will starve to death.
Only now did Ximen Yu know that in Abidao Prison, the most important thing to worry about was not being killed by strong men or being killed by ghosts, but starving to death. Hundreds of people starved to death every day and were thrown out of the city.
What? Those with strong potential will not starve to death?
This is completely nonsense. The so-called potential is to tap the energy deep in the body. However, if the body cannot even maintain the normal consumption, how can we tap the potential. Therefore, even if the potential is at the 18th level, you will be hungry if you don’t eat for two days.
The front of the chest is pressed against the back. They are hungrier than ordinary people, because the body of those with strong potential consumes more than ordinary people.
After waiting for an hour, the Kaffir gentleman came back, wearing a relatively complete piece of clothing. If he were outside, only a beggar would pick up this kind of clothes, but here, he would never think of it.
"Gentleman, someone wants to rent a house!"
"Who wants to rent a house? Bring him in!"
Ximenyu was taken into the home of a Kafir gentleman by the gatekeeper.
With a yard of about fifty square meters and some simple furniture, he is worthy of being a rich man with a fortune of several thousand yuan.
"Hello, gentleman!" Ximenyu greeted.
"A gentleman is a gentleman, no matter who comes before you!"
"Uh!" Ximenyu was speechless.
"You want to rent a house? You, an eighth-level potential person, have so much money to rent a house?"
Ximenyu cursed secretly, "Damn it, can't I rent a house if I'm on the eighth level? Are the people who can afford to rent a house all people of high status?"
"Yes, I want to rent a house!" Ximen Yu said.
Gentleman Kafir looked at Ximen Yu and said: "Those who can afford to rent a house are at least relatively high-status. I am really surprised that you have a high status at the eighth level. The entire Abi Demon King Castle,
With a population of 600,000, most of them are at the seventh to eleventh level of potential.
It's not bad that you can work hard to achieve a certain status at the eighth level of strength. Okay, let me stop talking nonsense. My room has an area of one square meter, two square meters, three square meters, etc., the largest one
The house has an area of fifteen square meters. From one to fifteen square meters, what kind of house do you want?"
Ximenyu wiped his sweat. The smallest room was one square meter, and the largest was fifteen square meters, which was not enough to raise pigs.
"Gentleman Kaffir, why are you so young?"
"Nonsense, otherwise how much do you think? Even an inch of land in Abbey Castle is very precious. If you can afford to rent a small private space, you will be doing well!"
Ximenyu had no choice but to accept the reality and quickly adapt to the outside world. He said helplessly: "Then I'll rent fifteen square meters!"
Fifteen square meters, that is, three meters by five meters, is the size of a room. It is barely enough for Xiaoyu and two people to live together.
Gentleman Kafir said: "Well, it seems you have some money, good!"
Ximenyu asked: "How much is the monthly rent?"
You know, Ximenyu doesn’t have a dime now.
"Fifteen square meters, the monthly rent is 120 yuan!"
"What, one hundred and two, say it again!" Ximenyu was shocked. The most expensive thing he had on him was the more than one hundred kilograms of gray rice. Even if he sold the rice, he could only sell it for fifty at most.
Many pieces of hell coins.
The Kaffir gentleman frowned and said, "You don't have money, do you?"
Ximenyu lost his confidence and said with a smile: "Haha, no, it's just more than I thought. Then, how much does it cost per month for the others?"
The tone of the kefir gentleman obviously became worse, and he said: "The smallest one costs sixty yuan a month!"
Ximenyu was speechless. Renting out a one-square-meter house cost sixty yuan a month. This was too exaggerated. In other words, Ximenyu couldn't even afford to rent a one-square-meter house.