There are countless streets in Tianji City, and each street has a small building that looks very sci-fi.
These small buildings represent families and are home to countless descendants of soldiers.
At the beginning, Tianji City had just been established. In order to reproduce and prosper the economy, the city lord issued an edict that in the Battle of the Hunting God, the descendants of those who had outstanding military achievements could own a piece of land and build their own residences.
These residences, facing the street, are naturally built as commercial and residential residences with upper floors and bunk beds, a shop in front and a factory in the back.
As time goes by, the population increases, and the number of descendants of soldiers far exceeds that of their ancestors. These shops, which were originally worthless, have become a must-have for merchants.
Bao Canjun's small building is an ancestral house with a shop in front and a factory in the back, with upper and lower bunk beds.
As for Bao Canjun, he was a first-generation resident of Tianji City. His soul had already been damaged by the war and could never be completely repaired, so he retired honorably.
After receiving a large pension and this piece of land, he built this house.
Even the two floors facing the street are used as storefronts, and business has always been good.
However, as their descendants are born from generation to generation, although the business of the street shop is good, each of them needs to be replaced with a physical body every hundreds of thousands of years.
This was simply an unbearable burden for him.
In addition, future generations need to cultivate and become stronger, and life is even more difficult.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, a group of his descendants were born in a swarm, as if in a hurry. Now, it should be the time to replace their physical bodies.
If not replaced, this group of descendants will all die of old age.
It is difficult to buy memory memories on the market. If these descendants die, they are really dead.
There are no new things like memory, there are still old ones.
For a long time, after soldiers have reproduced several generations of offspring, memory storage has become a top priority.
There is no point in having more babies if you can't buy a memory device.
Therefore, under the huge market demand, a black market was naturally born in the entire Tianji City.
This black market mainly sells memory memories of various specifications.
Moreover, it seems that they are never out of stock.
Countless family ancestors all know what is going on.
That is the military boss, under the hint of the commander-in-chief of Chennai, he has been selling a limited number of memory memories of soldiers who died in battle tens of millions of years ago.
This thing is very cruel, ordinary people
I don’t know, but the ancestors of every family know the origin of these memories.
When the military clears the memory of a soldier who died in battle, it is equivalent to completely deleting the soldier's soul and memory.
It is equivalent to saying that they did not completely die at the hands of the gods, but were completely wiped out by their own people.
Of course, none of the white gloves in the military knew the real inside story.
Those who shipped it said it was smuggled from other large strongholds to confuse the public.
But in fact, the real behind-the-scenes is the city lord Jinnai.
Many ancestors who retired from the military have guessed the truth of the matter.
But they have remained silent, not even daring to tell their speculations to their descendants.
These ancestors of this generation, when they had no family, had many memories of their military life and had deep feelings for the army.
Especially the birth of these memory memories with their memories cleared, they were very angry at first.
I feel that the Jin family is too cruel and the Jin family is too vicious and ruthless.
However, once you have a family, you don't dare to get angry casually.
In particular, they know very well that there is no new product of this kind of memory.
If you want to purchase these memory memories for future generations, you must keep your mouth shut and must not talk nonsense.
Therefore, the memory memories in the black market all flow into a family through the hands of the ancestors of the family, and other people have no right to interfere at all.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a birth peak in the Bao family.
It is simply impossible for the Bao family to copy and store memories for every generation and every descendant.
Not that much money.
Then only among each generation, those descendants with the richest blood and the most powerful talents are selected to store the memory.
The black market trading of memory memories is a dark business that brings in money faster than Sanbaidi's loan sharks and routine loans.
It is also the largest source of financial revenue for the city lord's palace.
Bao Canjun, after retiring from the army, has been committed to reproducing his family and strengthening his bloodline.
But he never thought that the remnants of the Tianji clan would be sealed here for tens of millions of years.
But the reproduction speed of his offspring surprised him so fast.
Even if he separated the largest group of descendants from the family, the number of powerful descendants accumulated from generation to generation was still so large that this small courtyard simply could not accommodate them.
A few years ago, he opened up a secret realm with the help of the Divine Kingdom of the Great Emperor of the Divine Clan, which was integrated with the second floor of the backyard.
This finally solved the problem of future generations
Survival and housing issues.
However, condensing the secret realm of the Kingdom of God is an overwhelming amount of money.
At this time, he thought about loan sharking, and impulsively mortgaged his small building and secret realm to Jin Sanbai, and borrowed a large amount of star coins. Not only did he refine the secret realm of the Kingdom of God, he even used his talents from generation to generation.
The powerful descendants all used memory storage to seal their memories.
But as a result, he was also heavily in debt.
Hundreds of thousands of years later, he mobilized all his descendants and racked their brains to find ways to make money, but the income was only enough to maintain food and clothing. A large amount of income was taken away by Jin Sanbai.
But despite this, the debts they owed were still increasing. Even if they were killed or sold, they would not be able to repay them.
It is equivalent to saying that countless generations of descendants of the Bao family have been working for Jin Sanbai and eking out a living.
When Jin Sanbaiyi died, Bao Canjun's family celebrated the event and both men and women got drunk.
However, when a person dies, the debt remains.
Jin Sanbai is just a white glove. After it dies, get another one.
So, a new white glove, Brother Sanyi, was born and took over Brother Sanbai's affairs.
Isn't it just now that Sanyi's brother Jin Dao led his people to check the accounts and arrears with him?
This guy is more ruthless than Jin Sanbai and is about to destroy the foundation of the Bao family.
Say you already owe nearly 100 billion in debt that you have not repaid.
This time, I won’t give you an extension.
If there was no money to repay the debt within three days, the small courtyard would be taken away directly.
The Bao family's shop sells a very popular old wine brewed using the family's ancient recipe.
But if you spend 100 billion at once, where will the Bao family have the money?
If not, what they will face is that after three days, they will be kicked out and the whole family will live on the streets.
At this time, Bao Canjun, hunched over his body, squatted at the door of the store, his cloudy old eyes looking confused and desperate.
At this time, I saw a stunned boy shaking over from a distance.
I walked back and forth around my shop.
Then, I stared up at the five words "Daddy Bao's Home Brew" hanging on the door of the store in a daze.
At this moment, Bao Canjun couldn't help but follow the movements of this silly boy.
The more I look at this kid, the stranger he becomes.
This guy only measures the area of his small building.
In the end, half a piece of decayed gold was dug out of the outer wall.
"Tsk...
Looking at the people coming and going, business must be good!