Doomsday Wonderland

One Thousand Three Hundred and Nine: Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat. I share these go

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When Wu Lun got up, what she saw when she opened her eyes were old newspapers spread all over the floor. The coffee table, sofa, table, and TV were all gone, and her little bed became a boat floating in a sea of ​​old newspapers. Lin Sanjiu sat in the middle of the sea of ​​newspapers, her eyes wandering over the newspapers, and said, "Good morning."

"Where's my furniture?" Girl BA jumped up, "Those are all the landlord's, I have to pay for them if they're gone!"

"I put it in the card library," Lin Sanjiu said without raising 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. Unable to face this scene rationally, Wu Lun 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. He turned his mind to the newspaper and replied: "Let me tell you, these are not surprising."

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 regards that person as the "leader". After this religious 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 first criminal and other suspects.

...If this first offender was really an evolver, he would be the most shameful evolver Lin Sanjiu had 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 had recently taken in a paranoid mental patient who seemed to have just escaped from somewhere without any identification documents. The patient declared that the world was about to end and asked everyone to listen to his instructions and provide him with conveniences. Lin Sanjiu's heart was moved at that time, thinking that she had finally found clues to other evolved beings; but she was disappointed again until she read that "the patient was born with strong strength and it took three male caregivers to subdue him." No evolver - unless he has just evolved and has poor abilities - will 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 "evolved people came to this world long ago"; it seems that Anida will not be an evolved person.

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 anyone else make a fuss? We can't all be like her, so gentle, courteous and thrifty, right?

Just like when she appeared on the street dripping wet, when other evolved beings were teleported, it would definitely have some impact. Perhaps these influences were too small. She searched through recent newspapers and could not find similar reports. There was no Internet, which meant that there were no first-hand witness reports. People could only passively receive news published by various organizations after screening.

It seems that there is no other way but to prepare for the doomsday while waiting for other evolvers to show up, right? Besides, during this period of time, she could practice more awareness and see what was wrong with Teacher Yi.

"You are quite a kind-hearted person. If I say I will 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 matter?"

"Food, weapons, medicines, daily necessities, you 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 and squirm as if there were insects crawling in her clothes. If she really refused to come up with her savings, Lin Sanjiu couldn't rob her. Besides, comparing her salary with the local rent, it was clear that she really didn't have much money, so there was no point in forcing her.

In this case, let's see if we can make some money with this evolutionary ability. Apart from anything else, her long-hidden McDuck ability would allow her to become a business tycoon in this world. Maybe it would be okay?

"Let's go then," Lin Sanjiu waved his hand, "Let's make money."

Wu Lun glanced at her again with the look that looked at a mentally ill person. "Money is hard to make, shit is hard to eat, your spirit...don't you have this saying? What means do you plan to use to make money?"

……have no idea.

Obviously 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 would she start worrying about money in the blink of an eye?

Lin Sanjiu sighed. "What can I do if I'm stuck in the house, and there's no internet. Let's go and go out for a walk."

When Wu Lun followed her onto 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 was leading her grandson on the road, and the students who were skipping classes rushed past on bicycles. On such a morning full of life, Lin Sanjiu had to ask: "Do you know where I can see someone recruiting bodyguards? Thieves 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 his face. She had read a novel about the end of the world many years ago, and she vaguely remembered that the protagonist somehow knew about it in advance and bought a large amount of the necessary supplies... except that she didn't mention how to make money. What does this mean that 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 with sympathy. "There's no rush to make money. When you recover from your illness, you can go to work 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 I have to steal it? But she despised 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 xiaolongbao and looking at his mobile phone, saying 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 her phone away and asked, "Where did you live before?"

Oh, yes, she is probably still thinking about finding a family for herself. "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. Wait. You can go live there after the end."

Despair was clearly 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 see that you can't tell what year and month you are... Well, I rarely have half a day off anyway, so you can go shopping with me in the city."

"You want me to accompany you?" Lin Sanjiu was surprised.

"Although you are in good spirits... 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 her pace and followed her for a while, but then she gradually understood in her 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. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

"Are you lonely?" Wu Lun turned around and asked as if he felt her thoughts. "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 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 is an art street and a beautiful museum over there... I want to take a lot of photos this time. I want to send it to my mother to see."

Just think that she has a day off today, Lin Sanjiu thought as she approached the museum. After all, she has been struggling in the apocalypse for so long, 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.

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