27. Moving
TL note: In case you forgot, a ping is 3.3 sq
meters.
At noon that day, instructor Jiang Nian
dragged Han Sen to eat a hearty meal
with some fighters at headquarters. It was
only until night that Han Sen could return
to his home in Yang-Zhou city.
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At night, the streetlights in the southern
shore region were lit up.
There were three middle-aged men who
were drenched in sweat, laughing and
talking as they walked down the road. You
could smell the smell of wood and paint if
you go near them.
"My waist is becoming unbearably painful. I
guess I have to sleep face down tonight"
said a burly man has he held his waist and
said in pain, "My prostrate also hurts. I
guess it's time to get a checkup at a
hospital. Damn, that costs a lot of money
though""Old Tian, why don't you tell our boss and
take a rest for two days? You can start
working again when you feel better" said
Han Sen's father, Han Hong Guo.
"Yea, Old Tian, it's not worth ruining your
body" said the slightly fat brute on the
side.
"Okay. I'll be heading home first" said the
burly middle-aged man. He turned and
headed towards a cone shaped apartment.
The slightly fat brute and Han Hong Guo
sighed and said good bye as they headed
towards another cone shaped apartment.
Han Hong Guo slowly walked towards his
home under the dim light of the
streetlights.
"32nd floor!" Han Hong Guo stood on the
first floor and looked at the stairs. As of
now, climbing up 32 floors is easy for most
people. However, for Han Hong Guo, who
has been doing manual labor for an entire
day, even walking is tiring, "My neck and
waist are a bit sore. I should find some time to rest"
AHan Hong Guo climbed the stairs all the
way up to the 32nd floor!
[DING DONG] [DING DONG] Han Hong
Guo stood outside the door and pressed
the doorbell. He was too lazy to take the
keys out of his pocket.
[KA!]
When the door was opened, he saw a
huge, extravagant meal on the table; there
were a dozen different dishes. Their family
doesn't even have this much on New Years.
"What's going on, all of this food" even
though Han Hong Guo wasn't too happy, he
still walked in the house with a smiling
face.
[DAN DAN DAN DAN~~~] Han Hua yelled
while sitting on his wheelchair, "Dad,
welcome home!"
"Dad!" Han Sen obediently brought some
tea to his father and said, "From now on,
dad won't have to wear this uniform anymore!"
"Hm?" Han Hong Guo was shocked.
"Han" Gong Xin Lan, who was carrying the
rice bowls, smiled at Han Hong Guo, "Our
son just signed a contract with the dojo of
limits. Once he passes the fighter combat
exam, he'll receive two billion dollars. He
even received a private villa; he brought
the keys to it home"
"What?" Han Hong Guo was startled, "Xin
Lan, what did you just say?"
"Dad, look" Han Sen gave Han Hong Guo
the signed contract.
Han Hong Guo took it and looked carefully,
from the very first word to the very last
word, Han Hong Guo didn't dare miss
anything... He looked at this contract as if
he was looking at a wedding certificate. All
the terms on the contract were very
clear.
"This, this..... Don't you sign the contract
with the dojo of limits after the fighter combat exam?" Han Hong Guo was in a
state of disbelief, "And how come there's
two billion dollars?"
Before, when Han Sen passed the
prospective fighter exam, Han Hong Guo
carefully checked.....
When a fighter joins the dojo, they only get
a hundred million.
"Dad, this is because brother's a genius"
Han Hua said as he made a strange laugh,
"What's the most important thing in this
age? The geniuses within the fighters"
"All of us are able to live in this villa?" Han
Hong Guo looked towards his son Han
Sen.
Gong Xin Lan laughed on the side: "If you
want to live there, you can go right now!"
"Ha, haha....." Han Hong Guo couldn't even
control himself anymore; tears were
welling up in his eyes. Even after all of
these years, there was no chance of him
changing with his current job, even if he
worked for the rest of his life. He has worked so hard for his family. And now
there's finally a chance to change! He can
immediately live in the legendary private
villa!
Indeed, a private villa is a legendary
existence for a regular person. After the
Grand Nirvana period, a city has to hold
200 million people, so land is extremely
valuable! Since villas take up so much
space, you can't even get them with
money!
Even the few very rich people who inhabit
the villas have to pay an enormous tax.
"Even I, Han Hong Guo, has an opportunity
to live in a villa!!!" Han Hong Guo couldn't
control his happiness, "Haha, even my dog
of a boss' home isn't going to be as good as
mine"
"Yup yup" Han Hua was starting to get
excited too, "Our home will have huge
windows and a huge bath! It'll also have a
very huge living room! Our television and
laptops will all be equipped with voice
recognition systems. Our living room's television's display will be at least 200
inches wide. We can even roll around on
our beds!"
"A bed to roll around on, I've been wishing
for one for ages" Han Hua said excitedly.
When Han Sen saw his dad and brother
like this, he was truly happy inside.
Why did he work so hard?
Wasn't it all just for this day?
"Dad, mom, sit down, let's eat" Han Sen
laughed.
"I'm going to take a shower" Han Hong Guo
laughed loudly, "In the future, I won't have
to wear this uniform already. I'll contact
my boss about this"
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Tonight, Han Sen's family was filled with a
never before seen happiness.
This home, which was only 36 ping, has
housed this family of four for so many
years. Even though they weren't satisfied with this home, for example, the parents
have to sleep on the couch and rarely any
sunlight gets in. The bathroom is pitifully
small..... there are just too many flaws.
However..... right when they were about to
leave, Han Sen's family was a bit hesitant,
since there were way too many memories
in this home.
However, people have to go higher!
The morning of the second day, a large
truck was parked in front of the
apartment. Han Sen and his family started
to move their things onto the truck.
"Old Han, what's happening? How come
you're moving?"
"Eh, sister Lan, what're you doin' so early
in the mornin'?"
.....
Many familiar friends and neighbors in this
small sector curiously asked Han Hong Guo
and Gong Xin Lan."Haha, my son Sen joined the dojo of
limits, so we're moving to the Ming-Yue
sector!" Han Hong Guo answered with
pride, "Wang San, you better come to the
feast I host in my home."
Out of all the people who have lived in this
poor apartment, who isn't hoping to make
a change for themselves one day?
Han Hong Guo changed! And he relied on
his son!
"Old Han's son sure is great, he actually
joined the dojo of limits"
"Yea, he's great. I wonder when my son can
become that great too. Now old Luo got
lucky and made a change for himself"
The rumors spread from each person to
ten others, from ten others to a hundred
others.
Momentarily, the news spread across the
entire southern shore region and even to
other apartments in other regions. They all
knew that Han Hong Guo's son has joined the dojo of limits and their family will be
moving to the Ming-Yue sector! This is an
unbelievably huge, joyous event, which
also made many other teenagers hope to
help their families"
"Wen, when you want to find me, go
straight to the Ming-Yue sector. However,
give me a call before you come so I can
contact the guards" said Han Sen to his
good friend Wei Wen.
"Okay" Wei Wen excitedly hit Han Sen's
chest, "I knew that you could do this Han Sen. Who cares about high school exams.
Can one in ten thousand college graduates
or military academy graduates live in a
private villa? Jeez, I'll be sure to come look
at your home in a few days. I haven't even
stepped into a villa before"
Very quickly--
Under the gazes of the numerous men,
women, and children, Han Sen and his
family rode a car, which was followed by a
truck filled with things they couldn't bear
to throw away. Han Sen and his family left the southern
shore region and entered the fighter's
Ming-Yue sector.
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Noon, at the entrance in front of the
Ming-Yue sector. Six soldiers holding real
guns were guarding the gate at both sides,
scanning the surroundings.
"Stop!" One of the guards immediately
raised his assault rifle and pointed it at the
incoming car.
[CHI!] That car made an emergency
brake.
Han Sen and his family came out of the
car, and a bald, old man came out of the
guardsman's lounge. He laughed: "Han Sen, right? Last time I saw you for your
prospective fighter exam, I knew your
future was limitless. However, I didn't
think you'd be coming to live in our sector
so quickly. I was contacted yesterday.
Hurry, come and help them move their things"
"Han Sen, we have people to help you
move your things. These moving
companies aren't allowed to enter here"
laughed the bald, old man.
"We understand" father Han Hong Guo
laughed and nodded.
At once, seven soldiers rushed out of the
sector and speedily helped move the
things. The men from the moving company
watched with awe. After that, Han Sen
and his family moved into the Ming-Yue
sector.
Han Sen looked at the Limit Hall in the
center and then looked at his
surroundings. There were small bridges,
flowing rivers, fake mountains and ponds,
and a villa that was encircled by flowing
water, "From now on, this will be my
home". Han Sen turned his head to his
parents and his brother on his wheelchair.
At this time, his parents and his brother all
looked with excitement towards the small sector.
"Mr. Han Sen, this in front of you shall be
your home" A few soldiers were moving
things and a young woman smiled as she
held a few papers, "#199 will be Mr. Han Sen's home. This villa has three floors and
a basement. The third floor also has a large
terrace. The total area is 512 ping. If you
count the basement, garden, and terrace,
then it nears 800 ping"
Han Sen and his family exchanged
glances.....
And then they closely looked at this
luxurious villa with red and white walls;
this will be their home!
"36 ping? Near 800 ping?" Han Hua on his
wheelchair couldn't help but to mutter.