It’s not that the news is worthless, it’s that the man selling the news is too cheap
While Bai Leshui was desensitizing himself by repeatedly watching scary horror movies, Rong Zheng had already contacted the other party and confirmed the time and address of the meeting.
The other party had no intention of concealing his embarrassing current situation. The place where he invited Rong Zheng to meet was an ordinary community. It was located in the outer ring of the city. The surrounding facilities were barely complete. The community environment was not bad. If it were in the original world, such a house would not be said to be excellent, but someone will definitely pay for it, it is a very common community.
But put it here, in a world where you can get one hundred game coins, which is one million, by clearing a basic dungeon, such an ordinary community with no highlights is not so popular.
Therefore, big shots with money will not choose here.
Taking into account the player's mentality, the houses here are not for sale, but are for rent. Rent it to players who are unwilling to go to the dungeon, or who always fail to get good results and have no money even if they go to the dungeon. The rent collected is also very low. One month one hundred yuan, those who have money will give a bit, and those who have no money can choose to use their labor to pay for it. As for what kind of labor, Rong Zheng, who had never rented a house before, had no idea. He only saw that the introduction stated it was some voluntary labor.
When Rong Zheng saw the person he had made an appointment with, he immediately understood what labor was.
Nan Zean is wiping the stain on the back of a working NPC. The working NPC was a middle-aged man wearing a sanitation worker uniform. He remained motionless. After the things on his back were cleaned, Nan Zean even lifted his hair, opened the back of his head, and dripped some whatever liquid into the circuit board.
After a series of small services, the working NPC stood up politely to the Nan Zean, turned around and left.
Nan Zean waved his hand angrily. A smile appeared on his face when he saw Rong Zheng, he walked forward two steps happily: "You are here? Have you brought the things ma?"
Rong Zheng took out a gold bar and played with it in his hand: "Just exchanged, do you want to confirm ma?"
Nan Zean said: "Even you don't dare to lie to me either
Rong Zheng: "There are more. As for how much I will give you, it depends on how valuable your information is."
"Don't worry. It must be valuable." Nan Zean sneered and threw away the things in his hands. "I'll quit for today. Go, have a drink with me. Your treat." After saying that, he wanted to hook Rong Zheng's neck, Rong Zheng dodged first.
"I can treat you a meal, but no need for drink. You can drink after telling me the news." Rong Zheng said. He didn't know this man drinking capacity, in case if he fell down after drinking, how would he fix it.
Nan Zean sneered: "Quite cautious, it's not like I'll run away."
"But I don't have time to spend here with you." Rong Zheng replied.
If possible, he would like to return to Beijing as soon as possible, he still have to find his wife ne.
Nan Zean: "Okay." He licked his lips and said, "Let's go to that restaurant to eat." Recently, his bad luck has been getting worse and worse, life has been difficult. He has been craving for the aroma that comes out of that restaurant every day for a long time. He has long wanted to go in and have a big meal. Unfortunately, there is always no money.
In the nearby restaurant.
Nan Zean ordered a whole table of dishes and several bottles of wine in one go. He immediatly said to Rong Zheng who showed a dissatisfied look, "I know. Won't drink, afterwards take me to the head office ba."
Rong Zheng: "Speak."
Nan Zean: "You seem to be in a bad mood. Why, have you recently been pited by the system too?"
"Have been pited too?" Rong Zheng asked, "You have been pited before ma?"
Nan Zean spat: "Not only was I pited, this world doesn't want me to live well at all. Since that trash died, I have been in bad luck, both in dungeons and in the parallel world, I can't do anything well..."
Rong Zheng: "I think you are living very well."
"Living very well?" Nan Zean pointed to his clothes, "Look at me like this, do you think I'm living a good life?"
Nan Zean is wearing a suit. The fabric is quite good and the tailoring is decent. You can tell it is custom-made at a glance. If it weren't dirty and had holes in it, this outfit would look really stylish. However, looking at the current miserable situation, one can easily tell that this is a person who was once rich and is now in destitution.
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"I don't want to hear this nonsense." Rong Zheng's face darkened, "If you spit those words out of your mouth again, I'll turn around and leave."
Nan Zean sneered, who are you trying to scare with this?
"The dishes you just ordered, you pay the bill yourself." Rong Zheng added.
Nan Zean was frightened, his eyes dodged, and finally shut his mouth.
The one who gave money is the master, he couldn't afford to offend the master.
Rong Zheng: "I'm interested in things about ghosts."
As soon as ghosts were mentioned, Nan Zean became angry and opened his mouth: "I know, isn't it just that stinky b*tch? Labor and management is willing to play with him because he thinks highly of him, and he dares to threaten..." He shut up mid-sentence, a shining silver knife was pressed against his neck. Rong Zheng's face was gloomy: "I ask, you answer, if you let me hear dirty words in your mouth again, I will remove your head.
Nan Zean stammered: "Kil-killing is illegal."
"Yes." Rong Zheng took back his hand beaming, "Then why don't I leave now and report you for fraud?"
Nan Zean's face turned pale, he fully realized that the man in front of him was someone who was not easy to mess with. He did not dare to show his arrogance just now, so he shrank down and asked, "You ask ba."
Rong Zheng: "Why did Ming Jun tell you, 'everything was a lie, ghosts can't go back'?"
Nan Zean: "How do I know, what happened to him..."
"Let me know your worth." Rong Zheng, "Think carefully, otherwise you will not only have nothing to eat today, but you will also have to go to the system police station to drink tea. You don't want to be deprived of your current residence ba."
Nan Zean smacked his lips, lowered his head, thought about it for a while, and said, "He told me ghosts can't go back at all. Ghosts are exactly ghosts, dead just can't go back."
Rong Zheng's brows twitched: "You said dead?"
Nan Zean nodded: "That's what he said."
Rong Zheng: "Has he explained this point in detail?"
Nan Zean: "I was just quarreling with him at the beginning. He didn't want to continue to help me going through copy. That b*tch..."
Rong Zheng played with the knife in his hand, a cold light shining on it. Nan Zean stopped mid-sentence, swallowed and continued: "Right, he also said that ghosts also have alliances, and because of my relationship, he can't become a resident here and live a good life. Can't go back, there is no hope here, and I ...that whatever, so he feels that his existence in this world has no meaning."
Rong Zheng: "Ghosts also have alliances. How many times has he mentioned alliances' matter?"
Nan Zean shook his head: "Haven't, it's just a ghost who was deceived by our alliance. He is a member of the alliance. They originally wanted to draw him into a ghost alliance, but I ended up
Rong Zheng put his chin in his hand and thought, tapping his fingers on the desktop again and again. After a while, he asked, "Have you seen his game store ma?"
Nan Zean shook his head: "No, I can't see it."
Rong Zheng: "Did he ever talk about the price of game cards in the Ghost Mall ma?"
Nan Zean knew this very well: "I mentioned it with him before, some have, but the price is much higher than ours, it requires 100 million game coins.
Rong Zheng: "The price of our go home card is not that high."
Nan Zean nodded: "Ten million game coins." Although the price is much less than the ghost, as a player, not many can save it.
If you only take low-level dungeons and don't spend even one game currency, you can guarantee a minimum guarantee of clearing the level every time and get 100 game coins. It may take 800 years to save it.
This game, did not intended to let low-level players go home at all, even intermediate players are choked.
"I heard that a copy for advanced players gives at least 10,000 game coins." Nan Zean said.
A powerful player who has done dozens of advanced dungeons with S evaluation, should be almost done. You can also bring something back with you. Just a few gold bars are enough to make a fortune.
However, there are very few players who can reach the advanced level, even fewer who get S ratings every time, and few who can save enough money to buy go home cards.
Even so, there is no guarantee that among players, there's a giant among man. At least a year ago, the second name in the player big shot rankings disappeared. The disappearance was either drop off the list or not in this world. All players tend to the second option, he went home.
Later, the player's relatives and friends issued a statement that he had indeed purchased the go home card and returned with wealth. As for whether he arrived home safely, no one knew.
Listening to Nan Zean talking about that big shot with envy, he also lamented that if it were him, he would never go back. He would rather stay here and enjoy the feeling of standing at the top and being sought after by others.
Rong Zheng was noncommittal about Nan Zean's idea. He wanted to know the name of the player who left: "What's that player's name?"
Nan Zeyu was stunned, after recalling for a while, he said, "I remember... his name was
Wang Hongzhen, Rong Zheng remembers this name. When he received the investigation commission, this name was on the missing list he received, but this person suddenly came back, just a year ago. Rong Zheng visited him and asked about his experience, because he disappeared mysteriously like everyone else, Rong Zheng believed that this man must know the truth.
Moreover, this man suddenly gained a large amount of wealth. Rong Zheng suspected that it was ill-gotten gains, but could not find any evidence, because the things in this man's hands had no owner, and they were brand new, it did not look like antiques in the tomb. Rong Zheng wanted to know the answer, so he went to chat with him several times. Finally, the man got annoyed and said directly: "I traveled through, do you believe ma?"
Rong Zheng: I believe.
How can he explain why they suddenly disappeared and even disappeared under the surveillance cameras without travel through?
Then one year later, Rong Zheng has also traveled through.
Rong Zheng: "Is Ming Jun the real name ma? Do you know other information such as age, occupation, address and such. Anything related to his identity in the original world ma?"
Nan Zean: "I don't know if that's his name, but that's what he claimed to be. His age was 22 when he died. He was a student at a vocational school in Nanjing. I don't know where he lives, we already came here, who would asks that a."
Rong Zheng wrote down all these points and thought about the list of strange missing persons he had received in recent years. There was no such name, and there was no one who was even a student of Nanjing Vocational School.
So people who are ghosts, are not mysteriously missing persons ma?
No, the nature cannot be determined from individual cases. Maybe it's just a temporary omission.
Rong Zheng had a guess in his mind. The guess was so terrifying that he couldn't believe it was true.
If that's what he thinks, if he wants to be with the other party, he has to stay too.
Using the ghost identity.
Rong Zheng asked other questions, such as the rules of ghosts, the contents of ghost cards, and even how to become a ghost. Nan Zean didn't know much about the rules. Regarding the issue of rules, he was exposed as early as three years ago for showing off, all other information that could be known was told to Rong Zheng. In the end, it was Ming Jun's demise.
"He suddenly disappeared from mid-air, right ma?" Rong Zheng asked.
Nan Zean's eyes widened: "How do you know?"
Rong Zheng nodded, it was enough for him to confirm this.
Seeing Rong Zheng getting up and about to leave, Nan Zean quickly asked, "Where are you going?"
"Check out. Otherwise you settle the bill?" Rong Zheng said.
Nan Zean: "The food hasn't been served yet ne."
Rong Zheng: "I'm not hungry."
Nan Zean made a oh and continued to sit where he was. Rong Zheng never came back after he left. Nan Zean was too slow to reminisce a few words at first, but he realized later and remembered that Rong Zheng had not given him the gold bars as promised. He got up to chase him, but he couldn't find any trace of this person after leaving the restaurant. He picked up his phone and wanted to send a message, but found that the other person had blocked him.
Nan Zean:...
He and the other person only added mobile phone friends, not ID friends in the game, so once blocked like this, he had no way to contact this person. Nan Zean then remembered that he didn't even know the other person's name.
Damn it.
Just when a waiter brought delicious food, Nan Zean took a look at it, went to the counter to confirm that it had indeed been paid, then walked back and sat down, chewing the meat on the plate as if it was Rong Zheng's meat to vent his anger.
Forget it, it's just some news anyway, you can sell it again, but next time you must receive the money first before giving any news.
On the other side, Rong Zheng gently touched the bead string in his hand, making the originally warm jade beads even more moist.
Only worth the price of a meal.
It's not that the news is worthless, but the man who sells it is too cheap, so Rong Zheng is only willing to pay a little food money at most.
As for those gold bars, why not melt them and make a statue of himself, and then give his golden self to the other partie?
Isn't it very romantic?
Rong Zheng suddenly remembered something else. He took out his mobile phone to log in to the player website, and clicked on the post owner ID sent by Nan Zean to report fraud.
This person has a lot of misdeeds, it is very likely that his ID will be blocked after reporting him.
Such impenitent people deserve to live a miserable life. Rong Zheng didn't want to see him turn over because of selling the news.
He shouldn't be able to turn over either.
Who would care as much about ghosts as he does.
The author has something to say:
1069: Host, you've watched sho many movies, are you used ma?
Bai Leshui: ...I want to vomit.
1069:...
Okay ba, if that doesn't work, just look for a copy with less bloody scenes. As long as it work hard, it will always find one.
For the future of host, it can work harder!