1309 Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, this is a good word, and I will share with you.
1309
When Wu Lun got up, what she saw when she opened her eyes was old newspapers spread all over the floor. The coffee table, sofa, table and TV were all gone, and her little bed became a small boat floating in a sea of old newspapers; Lin Sanjiu sat there
In the middle of the sea of newspapers, my eyes wandered over the newspapers and said: "Good morning."
"Where's my furniture?" Girl Ba jumped up and said, "Those are all the landlord's, I'll have to pay for them if they're gone!"
"I put it in the card library." Lin Sanjiu didn't even raise her head. She straightened her arms and turned her hands, and a coffee table suddenly fell out of her palm. She patted it and the coffee table disappeared from the ground in the blink of an eye. "It's not lost.
, don’t worry, I’ll just make some room temporarily.”
Wu Lun stammered for a minute, because he couldn't face this scene rationally. He even rummaged under the bed for a long time, as if he could find the coffee table that had disappeared to nowhere.
"You are right, there is news about weirdos from time to time, but... none of the news can be considered a big deal."
"Your magic has become very good." Wu Lun seemed to take the initiative to block out the phenomena that he could not explain. His mind turned to the newspaper and replied: "Let me tell you, these are not strange."
Lin Sanjiu looked at the newspaper in his hand again.
In a city in the next province, there is an unidentified person who occupies a residential area - the residents of the entire area have been "brainwashed" by his so-called magical techniques, and have secretly formed an evil force.
A similar organization, with that person as its "leader". After this [ ] cult organization operated underground for more than half a year, it was broken through by the local police who had been deployed for a long time, and successfully captured the chief criminal and other suspects.
...If this first offender is really an evolver, then he is really the most shameful evolver Lin Sanjiu has ever seen.
Moreover, this report was published in a newspaper three months ago.
There is another piece of news, which is not really news. A charity organization posted a notice saying that they have recently taken in a paranoid mental patient who seems to have just escaped from somewhere without any identification documents. The patient
He declared that the end of the world was coming soon, and asked everyone to listen to his instructions and provide him with conveniences. Lin Sanjiu was moved at that time, thinking that he had finally found clues to other evolvers; until he read "The patient is born with strong strength and needs three male caregivers"
"Only to subdue him", and then he was disappointed again. No evolver - unless he has just evolved recently and has poor abilities - would be held down by just three ordinary people.
The anecdotes she could find were all news similar to these; as Wu Lun said, everyone has it in society, and it is normal for one or two such things to happen occasionally.
In this way, she can rule out the possibility that "evolvers came to this world long ago"; it seems that Anida will not be an evolver.
The biggest possibility left now is that the evolvers will all appear in a concentrated manner in the recent period, and may even have arrived. Will other people make any noise? They can't all be like her, so gentle, courteous, and thrifty, right?
Just like she appeared on the street dripping wet, when other evolved beings were teleported, they would definitely have some impact. Perhaps these impacts were too small. She looked through the recent newspapers and couldn't find similar reports - there was no Internet
, which means that without first-hand witness reports, people can only passively receive news published by various agencies after screening.
It seems that there is no other way but to prepare for the doomsday while waiting for other evolutions to show up, right? Besides, during this period of time, she can practice more consciousness and see what is wrong with Teacher Yi.
"You are quite a kind-hearted person. If I said I would help you, I will definitely help you." Lin Sanjiu looked at Wu Lun and said, "Since you asked for leave, let's go do some serious work."
"What's the business?"
"Food, weapons, medicines, daily necessities, we have to buy them all."
Wu Lun asked with a sad face: "You haven't forgotten this yet?"
"I really don't have many ordinary weapons. The two of us can add some, such as compound bows, long knives, baseball bats, Molotov cocktail materials... Are guns legal here? Not legal? That would be troublesome to get.
"Lin Sanjiu got up and said thoughtfully: "There are not too many medicines of all kinds. As for food, you can buy more that can fit..."
It's a pity that a lot of her supplies were destroyed, otherwise she wouldn't have had to worry about this.
"Stop talking!" Wu Lun's face turned pale, "If people hear me, they will think I am a terrorist!"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
"What's the use of you!" Wu Lun thought quickly for a few seconds and found the best excuse: "I have no money and can't buy anything."
"You are not a monthly salary——"
"I am moonlight."
"Four thousand and five capitals..."
"Do you think four thousand and five thousand is a lot?"
Suspicion arose in Lin Sanjiu's heart. "Really not? Then didn't you beg me to take the money and leave last night? What were you going to give me then?"
Wu Lun hesitated, "At that time... I could say anything to save my life."
Lin Sanjiu looked her up and down several times, making her squirm around as if there were bugs crawling in her clothes. If she really refused to take out her savings, Lin Sanjiu couldn't rob her; besides, with her
Comparing her salary with the local rent, we can see that she really doesn’t have much money, and it’s useless to force her.
In this case, let's see if she can make some money with this evolutionary ability. Among other things, her long-hidden McDuck ability allows her to become a business tycoon in this world, maybe
Is it still okay?
"Let's go then," Lin Sanjiu waved his hand, "let's go make money."
Wu Lun glanced at her again with the look of someone looking at a mental illness. "It's hard to make money, shit is hard to eat, your spirit... Don't you have this saying there? What means do you plan to use to make money?"
……have no idea.
It was clear that two days ago, she still had 110,000 that she could spend as much as she could, so she had to spend it all; why did she start worrying about money in the blink of an eye?
Lin Sanjiu sighed. "What can I come up with if I'm stuck in the house, and there's no internet. Let's go out and walk around."
When Wu Lun followed her to the street, the two stood on the road, looking at each other for a long time, neither knowing where to go to make money. In the morning, the street was soaked in the sun, and it looked like the human world: the aunt led the way
The grandson was walking on the road, and students skipping classes rushed past on bicycles. On such a day-filled morning, Lin Sanjiu had to ask: "Do you know where I can see someone recruiting bodyguards?"
?Thugs are fine too. Or, where can I find underground black boxers?"
"I think you may not know much about the ba profession."
Lin Sanjiu thought for a while with a frown on her face. She had read a novel about the end of the world many years ago, and vaguely remembered that the protagonist somehow knew about it in advance and bought a large amount of the necessary supplies... except that she did not mention how to make money. This
What kind of art comes from life? Can literary and artistic works that are not down to earth be good works?
When Wu Lun approached her again, he already had two bags of xiaolongbao and two cups of soy milk in his hand. "Eat it," she said sympathetically, "it's not urgent to make money. When you recover from your illness, you will be safe in the future."
Go to class safely..."
"Are there no bullies in your city? No gangs? No greed for wealth?"
"What are you talking about?" Wu Lun took a sip of soy milk. "There are more than 10 million people in this city. Even if there are, can I know?"
So useless.
Do you have to steal? But she despises stealing the most.
"Hey, the team leader didn't agree to my asking for a whole day's leave." Wu Lun stood on the roadside eating Xiao Long Bao and looking at his mobile phone, and said vaguely: "She only gave me half a day... 4 p.m.
I still have to go to work. Don’t look at me like that, this is the only way for me to make money.”
She put away her cell phone and asked, "Where did you live before?"
Oh, yes, she is probably still thinking about finding her family. "On another planet," Lin Sanjiu said matter-of-factly, with a sincere face: "That place is called Biluo Huangquan, and I bought a spaceship there.
.My friends and I live on the spaceship. It’s a big place. When the end comes, you can live there too.”
Despair clearly appeared on Wu Lun's face.
"Pull it down," she stuffed the last xiaolongbao into her mouth and handed the other bag to Lin Sanjiu. "I don't think you can tell what year and month you are... Well, it's rare for me to have it anyway.
During the half-day holiday, please accompany me to visit the city."
"You want me to accompany you?" Lin Sanjiu was surprised.
"Although you are energetic... well, as long as you don't mention the end of the world, you are still quite normal." Wu Lun reached out and gestured to the bus stop, and said as he walked: "You are also very good-looking, and you have a good figure. What a pity.
Yes. If you behave well, maybe we can become friends."
"It's okay now," Lin Sanjiu said smoothly.
Wu Lun suddenly glanced at her, said nothing, and continued walking to the bus stop. Lin Sanjiu kept pace and followed her for a while, but gradually understood in his heart, and asked in a low voice: "You...
…Are you always alone?"
Otherwise, why would you let a mentally ill person you just met for a day go out with you?
"I'm used to it. I have to talk to so many customers during the day... I just need to call my mother more often on weekends." Wu Lun said in a low voice.
In such a big city with a population of more than 10 million, she could only speak a few words to others because of work.
"Are you lonely?" Wu Lun seemed to have sensed her thoughts and turned to ask. "Were you alone before last night?"
"No," Lin Sanjiu lowered her head, suddenly wanting to smile. "Although my friends and I are constantly being separated by time, I am not lonely."
"That's great." Wu Lun sighed.
The two of them waited quietly for the bus together. When Lin Sanjiu walked into the carriage, he almost thought for a moment that he had returned to his hometown again; but when he glanced again, all kinds of people had different faces again.
"I've been working here for almost a year, and I haven't had time to visit the city center yet." Wu Lun explained, "There's an art street and a beautiful museum over there... I'm going to take a lot of photos this time.
I want to send it to my mother to see."
Let's just pretend that she has a day off today, Lin Sanjiu thought as she approached the museum. After all, she has struggled hard for so long in the apocalypse, right?
When she thought of this, she looked up and found a huge picture of Pygmalion's collar hanging on the wall at the entrance of the museum.
