Wandering on the streets of Luoan Central City, the noisy voices of people and cars came from all directions in the city. The traffic lights at the intersections still flashed regularly as before, and the external MCSP screens of major hotels and shopping malls played various programs.
The advertisements and videos give the city a different atmosphere.
We spent a period of time peacefully. If we hadn't seen the refugee camps that still existed and the patrol planes flying over the city all the time, we would probably have forgotten that the disaster had occurred.
Basically all the problems that have been bothering me before have been solved. It feels like a big stone has been lifted from my heart. Now I can finally have time to do what I want to do.
But...what exactly do I want to do...I have no idea. Think about what I used to do.
It seems that when you have free time, you can sit down at a drink shop, order a drink, put on headphones, listen to music and read comics, or go out to bask in the sun and exercise every Saturday and Sunday...
It doesn't feel like there's anything particularly meaningful.
By the way, isn’t the budget a bit insufficient recently?
It cost more than 10,000 yuan to purchase materials for building a windproof wall in the courtyard, more than 30,000 yuan to purchase a thermostat, more than 25,000 yuan to purchase ingredients, rice, tableware, tables and chairs, and more than 25,000 yuan to renovate and renovate a new coffee shop.
The restaurant paid more than 28,600 to the decoration master to purchase knives, mixers, pots, refrigerators and other kitchen utensils for the cafe, as well as some decorations, tablecloths and the like for the cafe.
I spent more than 38,000 yuan. I bought myself a change of clothes and a haircut, which cost more than 34,600 yuan.
In total, about 166,200 federal coins were consumed.
Ouch! Suddenly my heart hurts!
1,662 million federal coins...just gone.
The total living expenses I earned after working hard to complete the mission was only 432,600 federal dollars.
432,600 federal coins minus 166,200 federal coins, leaving only 266,400 federal coins.
The savings of more than 200,000 yuan won't last long if you have to support so many people.
As soon as a long-standing problem was solved, new problems appeared. As expected, I spend most of my life solving various problems.
It is better to say that life is originally composed of two parts: problem occurrence and problem solving.
Ah, there is no use in thinking about these philosophical things. After all, making money to support oneself is a long-term problem, and it is basically impossible to solve it in a short time. It is better to find a job.
It seems that the issue is not just about making money. Although I have a house now, I don’t seem to have the means of transportation. The jobs I will take in the future may still be dangerous. Should I find a time to take the legal firearms possession certificate test as soon as possible?
, I am going to participate in some kind of roller-skating competition with that guy from Griffin tonight. I even forgot that I have never played anything like that. If I get embarrassed by then, it won’t be great at all.
Oh my God, I suddenly found a lot of problems waiting to be solved. My pressure suddenly increased and my stomach seemed to hurt again.
When will I be able to live a more leisurely life...
Go to the Rottweiler boss and see if there is any work available.
It's not too far to walk back from here, and the road is already very familiar. After all, I live nearby.
After turning a few streets, we are almost there. The underground tavern run by the owner of Rottweiler is in the center of the residential area next to the business district. It is very well hidden. Most people will never find that kind of place, nor will they even think of it.
There will be a tavern below this place.
In this way, it can be said that 90% of the normal sources of customers have been cut off. The customers in the pub run by the Rottweiler owner are basically not ordinary people. Um, so I am not an ordinary person either?
I don’t feel this way. Apart from the fact that my physical strength is much better than before and I have become stronger in fighting, there are no changes. I still have to make money when I have to, and I still have to work when I have to work. I eat, drink and sleep as always.
After walking a few streets, we finally arrived near the house we rented temporarily. The underground tavern run by the owner of Rottweiler was in an alley not far ahead. There was an entrance there that no one could easily detect.
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An iron door that is stained with rust and has gone through the baptism of wind and rain. No one would have thought that there is a whole new world behind this door.
A strange and mysterious underground tavern.
A cold feeling came from my hand when I held the handle. I gently turned the doorknob to the left. With a click, the door lock was opened. I pushed the door open and walked down. The familiar rock-style jazz music played.
In my ears, the cold was isolated outside the door, and the chatter and laughter mixed with the music created a different kind of atmosphere.
I remember the name of this underground tavern seems to be Germ.
The old wooden stairs no longer made a creaking sound this time, and I went down to the tavern very quietly. I don't know if the wood has become stronger or because I can control the strength of my steps better.
I saw that the tavern was still lit with warm lights during the day, the wine bottles on the wine rack behind the bar reflected the light, and a mouth-watering aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Many tables are already full of people, most of them are men with fierce temperament chatting and laughing with their companions. There are also people who are eating quietly and sexy beauties, but they are only a few.
The hot waitresses carried drinks and food back and forth between the tables as always.
After all, it is noon, so it is not surprising that there are many people coming here to eat. Although they are not ordinary people, you can still get along well if you don't provoke them.
There are also remaining seats, which are the seats at the bar where I sat when I came before.
"Welcome, Mr. Momonga, good afternoon."
The Rottweiler boss greeted me cordially when he saw me sitting on the chair at the bar.
I nodded in greeting and tried to speak as little as possible in such a crowded place, otherwise I would accidentally say the wrong thing and get into trouble.
"Let's have some fried noodles with lamb chops and a big glass of hot milk."
"sure no problem."
Now that I'm here, it's time to have a meal, so there's no rush to ask about work after dinner.
It still took some time to wait for the fried noodles to come out. The table at the back attracted my attention because it was a little too noisy, so I couldn't help but frown and wanted to remind the people at the table, but I was afraid of getting into trouble.
"I'm sorry to bother you, but please forgive them this time. They are usually quite quiet, but this time they lost a companion during the mission. They are already trying to control their emotions. You are also trying to control this person.
I should have seen it.”
The Rottweiler boss seemed to notice my displeasure, but who was the companion they lost? When did I see him?
"I know him?"
"Well, it's probably not an acquaintance, but the last time you came here, Mr. Momonga, that man had caused trouble for you. His name was Ancott."
Regarding my doubts, the Rottweiler boss explained with a smile, I have to say that this uncle is really handsome when he smiles.
But, look, I remembered that the gangster-like mercenary who molested the waitress died without thinking. He was clearly causing trouble for me before, but he died on his own.
That said, the people at the table did have some impressions. They were the people sitting with the mercenary named Ancott. Now their faces are full of various emotions, but no one is crying, they just keep eating,
I was still drinking, but the noise was much louder than it was then.
I don't know anything about that gangster-like mercenary named Ancott, but I understand that losing a companion is not a good feeling at all.
Life is like this. Someone dies every moment at a time and place you don’t know. Maybe you have seen this person, maybe you know him, maybe he has some grudges with you, but no matter what, these things have been with that person in his life.
The disappearance is over.
Although that mercenary has nothing to do with me, I don't know why, but I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. Is this the so-called sadness of the death of a rabbit and a fox?