An Yu felt his heartbeat speed up.
"Can it be cheaper?" he heard himself ask quietly.
The female boss asked, "How much do you have?"
"Fifty-five million."
The female boss smiled gently and invited them out in a friendly manner.
*
Back at the minaret, An Yu carefully counted the supplies brought back from Area 53.
The bread confiscated from the resource station was frozen in a small freezer. The two supplements that Bei sent were quietly placed on the bedside. In addition, there was also the prison uniform that was so tattered that it had strips.
He took out half of an octopus leg from the pocket of his prison uniform and breathed a sigh of relief.
This was something he deliberately didn't finish eating at that time, intending to use it as "Qin Zhilu's peripherals" and find an opportunity to give it to Jiang Xiao to ease the tense relationship.
After taking a shower, An Yu clicked on the score mall.
No high-destructive weapons, top-quality ingredients, or works of art could defraud him of his money. He went straight to his goal and picked two necessities for himself.
The first is the cheapest blouse in the coat section. It has a wide hood on the back, which can completely cover the head and face. It is very friendly to people with social difficulties.
The clothes only cost 199 points, and each added dyeing cost 150 more. An Yu skipped the dyeing step without hesitation and kept the original pure white option.
The other piece is a high-tech material bandage. The product description reads: [Can block most knife blades - even if it is really cut, the original material can quickly create surface tension, allowing the gapped wound under the bandage to be perfectly connected. , bid farewell to the risk of bleeding to death. It is like a wearable piece of equipment that can be used repeatedly and washed without worry. Two pieces per box. 】
A box cost 3999 points. The price was so high that it made An Yu feel guilty. He clicked in and out more than a dozen times, and finally gritted his teeth by recalling the moment when the sharp tongue of the frog was swiped towards his neck from a hundred meters away. Take action.
The total consumption was 4198 points, and the account balance was 55894073 points.
If he wants to buy the bakery, he still needs more than 34 million. This mission to Area 53 has earned about 1 million. If he wants to save enough money, he has to do 35 more missions of the same difficulty.
An Yu held the terminal in a daze, mentally calculating the arithmetic problem over and over again.
Qin Zhilu's chat box suddenly popped up on the terminal.
-Want to buy a bakery?
An Yu's eyes lit up: Can the apartment you promised be replaced by a bakery?
-no. The price difference is too big.
An Yu thought for a while: Can you give me the money for the apartment?
-No way. Whatever reward is promised is what is promised.
An Yu typed slowly: Please. Please.
After a long time, the other side again threw three words coldly.
-Can't.
The shameless method failed.
An Yu sighed and was about to close the chat box when a new message popped up on the screen.
-But I can lend you money, no time limit, no interest, as long as you stay in the spire forever.
-The price is low, please consider it as soon as possible.
The terms were tempting, but staying in the minaret made An Yu a little uneasy, especially when the word "forever" was added to it.
With just one thought, the free life and vast wealth he had just acquired would be gone.
But the bright bakery, the smell of flour in the bamboo basket, and Ling Qiu's cheerful smile all had a great attraction for him.
He anxiously walked to the corner, sat down with his knees in his old posture, and poked at the terminal absentmindedly.
There are 999+ friend applications on the personal homepage. The system has automatically grayed out ordinary lawful people and helped him pass those applications from levels 190 and above with one click.
An Yu found that he could see his friends' "moments". Unlike the personal homepage updates that were made public, things posted in the Moments could only be viewed by mutual friends.
5 minutes ago, Zhu Tao just posted a photo.
In the photo, Tang Feng, who was wearing a tight-fitting black training uniform, was writing materials at his desk. The documents around him had piled up into a mountain, and coffee cans were scattered on the table.
@Grape: As expected, the drudgery of writing the Area 53 mission report still has to be left to the chief. How can we plants do this?
There was a chorus of "hahaha" below, and Tang Feng replied: I'm used to you.
2 hours ago, Bo also sent a photo.
The shooting point was the top of the minaret. The main city was magnificent and peaceful at night, and the church happened to be in the center of the composition.
Bo left no words, just a white candle emoji.
The circle of friends quickly helped An Yu catch up on what happened at the top of the minaret in the past few days, just like the "Area 53 Gossip Tabloid" he received every time he woke up from a deep sleep, which suddenly gave him a sense of stability.
On the day he just returned to the main city, Zhu Grape had been completely drained. The pride of the first nanny of the Spire made him feel resentful about his failure to get a place at the last moment, so he sulked in his room and sulked to himself.
In order to coax him, Tang Feng took him to an unmanned supermarket in the middle of the night to relax in violation of regulations. Zhu Tao was sitting in a cart eating ice cream, happily looking at the officer's camera.
In the following days, Tang Feng went on a mission. During the mission, he deliberately came into contact with a wolf-type super abnormality with lower genetic entropy than his own, and successfully completed the second deformation. The current deformation type is the superposition of "antelope rabbit" Gray Wolf".
Following the comments from all the senior executives under that post, even Qin Zhilu replied with "Congratulations."
Yesterday morning, Xide took Bo to the beach to watch the sunrise. Bo was wrapped in a large industrial-style coat and held up two burning firework sticks somewhat helplessly.
There are two other figures in the distance of the photo, but they ran too far and were not captured clearly by the camera.
The upper floors of the minaret seem to be far warmer than the outside world perceives.
An Yu continued to brush downwards, and his fingertips suddenly stopped.
Eight days ago, Qin Zhilu also posted one. There are only two words - "appear."
Qin Zhilu's avatar is dark, and the account was created ten years ago in May 2138. Since its inception, only two pieces of content have been published.
In addition to the "appear" eight days ago, there are two words left at the beginning of the account - "wait."
An Yu didn't know if these two texts echoed, but they were ten years apart. If they did echo, the wait would be too long.
He was in a trance when there was a knock on the door.
The door was not closed tightly and slid open from the lock. Qin Zhilu appeared outside the door.
An Yu stood up and asked, "Sir, is there something wrong?"
Qin Zhilu raised the terminal and shook it at him.
"I haven't thought about it yet..." An Yu hesitated, "Can you give me some more time?"
"No need to get entangled." Qin Zhilu said decisively, "Why don't we make it simpler. Without forcing you to go on a mission, you will stay in the minaret for one year. After one year, if you are willing to stay forever, then our debt will be It's a write-off. If you want to leave, we'll discuss paying it back."
After a year, the bakery should already have significant revenue.
An Yu's eyes lit up, "What about the interest and term?"
"No change, no time limit, no profit. I'm going on a mission soon, and I want to buy a store as soon as possible. Give me an answer before tomorrow morning." Qin Zhilu said and turned to leave, but suddenly thought of something again, and turned around and said, "That's right , I forgot to ask, can you still use your powers now?"
"Hmm..." An Yu reacted for a while, "Is this what you mean?"
The next second, he appeared in front of Qin Zhilu from the other side of Qin Zhilu's diagonal.
After being in a coma for a few days, I am not very skilled in operation, and I overdo it.
As a result, he was almost touching the tip of the commander's nose.
Qin Zhilu was silent for a moment, "Actually, you can just answer verbally."
"……oh."
An Yu silently took a step back and said as tactfully as possible: "You can still actively use your abilities now, but it's more limited. For example, this time just now, I'm a little hungry now, and..." He paused with a guilty conscience, "A little bit I want to sleep where I am.”
After he finished speaking, he found that Qin Zhilu frowned and looked at the ground, not listening to what he was saying at all.
He lowered his head following the officer's gaze - lying on the ground was half a pitch-black octopus leg.
Qin Zhilu's expression was very complicated.
"You haven't finished eating yet, and you brought it back?" Qin Zhilu paused, "Maybe it's... not so fresh anymore. Or should I throw it away?"
Upon hearing this, An Yu immediately picked up the octopus leg and put it back in his pocket.
"I want to keep it." He looked at Qin Zhilu alertly, "I want to keep it forever."
Qin Zhilu was stunned for a moment, "Permanent collection?"
"It's very important. My future security depends on it." An Yu covered his pocket, "Let me keep it, okay?"
He has a righteous and pious face, not like a pervert who likes to collect the deformed limbs of his superiors.
…
Early the next morning, An Yu finally decided to accept the loan and planned to go to the chief to sign a written agreement.
As soon as he opened the door, there was a huge black box on the ground at the door. He opened the lid and was lost in thought about the contents inside.
——It was a jet-black octopus doll that was half a person tall, with more than a dozen soft tentacles wrapped in a box.
Confused, he took the thing out of the box, his tentacles hanging down naturally and rubbing gently on his body.
It was a bit too big, and it was unclear whether he was hugging the octopus tightly, or whether the octopus was hugging him tightly.
An Yu retrieved the product code in the Minaret Mall - [Octopus-shaped sleeping toy, 1800-count long-staple cotton combined with ancient weaving techniques to create a top-notch skin-friendly feel. The soft and healing octopus smile makes you relax physically and mentally. The dark color design perfectly blends into the night. The gentle and delicate tentacles surround you, allowing you to sleep peacefully for a long time. Price: 12,999 points (can be recycled through the store with a 30% discount)]
The confused golden eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the price.
Qin Zhilu came out from the next door and paused slightly, "This is a small gift for the end of the mission. If you don't like it..."
"like."
12999, sell it at a discount and make a net profit of 9099 yuan.
An Yu hugged the octopus tighter, "Thank you, sir. It's mine."
The author has something to say:
【Scrap Book Pages】16 Grapes and Fighting
The children on the upper floors of the steeple are notorious for their misdeeds.
There are many illegal things done, and most of them are supported by superiors.
