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    Back home, Gu Chu unpacked the bento, heated it in the microwave, and then took out a bottle of chilled soda from the refrigerator.

    She kept her eyes on the phone while the bento was heating up.

    [Return of the King]: The changes of 100,000 have been a little big recently. Newcomers can start doing official tasks without passing the novice test.

    [One Leaf Boat]: In the last task, two intermediate readers, three junior readers, and three newcomers were completed, and all newcomers and primary readers were destroyed (smile.JPG)

    [Return of the King]: 100,000 is trying to play dead people

    The silent chat group finally moved.

    [One Leaf Boat]: You didn't notice that, now the interval between each mission is shortened, and there was only one month between my last two missions.

    [Kill 100,000]: I thought I was the only one. I only had two or three missions a year ago, leaving enough time to relax and adjust my mind. Now that half a year has passed, I have already entered three stories.

    Three games in half a year, how often?

    Looking at those who echoed later, Gu Chu thought about how often he went through three missions in less than a month.

    It feels like she has been targeted by "One Hundred Thousand", but she is an ordinary reader who has not been in "One Hundred Thousand" for a long time. Why was she targeted?

    Gu Chu's cognition of her own abilities is somewhat biased, no matter what, she is not ordinary.

    Is it my brother?

    Gu Chu pursed her lips, feeling that "One Hundred Thousand" persecuted her as if she was forcing someone to come out.

    [Wakasui]: Not only that, but the delay is getting more and more difficult.

    [Kill 100,000]: How could this be, I'm still waiting for this privilege after upgrading to an advanced reader.

    The conversation continued, Gu Chu looked at the message above, and gained a new understanding of the reader's level.

    Different levels of readers have different permissions. Gu Chu now has 72 book coupons left, and he can spend 50 points to upgrade it, but Gu Chu is worried that there will be unexpected situations in the next mission, and he wants to wait until the next mission is completed. to upgrade.

    According to their discussion, upgrading to Advanced Reader seems to have the privilege of delaying entry to the next game, but this privilege comes at a price.

    What it is, the group did not go into depth.

    It only takes 200 book coupons to upgrade to an advanced reader. Don't look at the fact that Gu Chu has accumulated 90 book coupons after going through three stories, and it is very easy to upgrade after reaching 200 points.

    Gu Chu basically rarely uses the props purchased in the mall in the game, but more often, if he wants to survive in an increasingly dangerous story world, he has to rely on some means of life-saving.

    Many people tend to spend as many book coupons as they earn.

    There are also people who clearly have enough book coupons for the upgrade, but dare not upgrade immediately, because they are afraid that they don’t have any remaining coupons, and they will not even be able to save their lives when they encounter a critical situation.

    At present, the level of senior readers is still far from that of Gu Chu, and she only temporarily keeps this privilege in her heart.

    [Ruoshui]: Speaking of which, the group leader hasn't appeared for a long time.

    [Kill 100,000]: Shouldn't he be dead?

    [Sixteen digs a pit and seventeen goes to the grave]: The group leader is dead, do you need me to go to the grave?

    [Ruo Shui]: Seventeen, your mouth is still as cheap as ever. The group leader is dead, so what are we playing, just wait for death.

    The person suspected of Mao Shiqi finally bubbled up. Gu Chu subconsciously glanced at the group member list. The head of the group owner Nan Feng knew my intentions was still gray.

    [Ruoshui]: A new person has entered the group, look at the group notification, you came in through Seventeen.

    It is certain that the other party is Mao Shiqi, but why did he choose such a strange name? But thinking of Mao Shiqi's words and deeds, he felt that this inexplicable and strange name was very suitable for him.

    [Sixteen digs pits and seventeen goes to the grave]: Little cute new, just experienced two stories, but she is a very cute little elder sister. Knowing that I am timid, she cared and cared for me, which is really lovable.

    Gu Chu frowned, does she have a relationship with cuteness?

    The gap between her and cute is like the gap between Mao Shiqi and the adjective timid.

    Obviously, most of the people in a group know Mao Shiqi well, but after learning that Gu Chu is just a reader who has experienced two stories, they have no intention of talking to her.

    The people in this group will pass information to each other, but it is also in the case of equal strength. They know that Gu Chu must have abilities beyond ordinary people when he is favored by Mao Shiqi, but he is only a newcomer who has experienced two stories. , when she is upgraded to a senior intermediate reader, she will have the strength to talk to them.

    The group soon quieted down. Gu Chu clicked on Mao Shiqi's avatar and wanted to chat with him privately, but before she could send the message, Mao Shiqi's avatar went dark.

    Gu Chu still hadn't figured out how to communicate with Mao Shiqi. The main reason was that the man was acting too strangely. When he couldn't tell whether he was an enemy or a friend, Gu Chu didn't want to provoke him.

    And if it's really as she guessed, her brother is a reader who even "One Hundred Thousand" is aimed at. In this circle, he must have established many enemies.

    Where is Mao Shiqi standing?

    Thinking of this, Gu Chu deleted half of the text he typed and closed the group chat.

    "Is it the owner of Building 704, No. 3? The city has planned it, and our area may be expropriated."

    After a quick dinner, Gu Chu received a call from the neighborhood committee.

    "Does this mean demolition?"

    Gu Chu put the phone out while cleaning the chopsticks and spoons.

    "I'm not sure, I still have to see the statistics of intentions at the time. If more than 30% of the owners do not agree to the demolition, they may not be demolished. Now I will inform you first. Specifically, someone will come to you for negotiation. By the way, your account is in Is it in this house, is it a local hukou..."

    After the man said a lot, he hung up the phone.

    This old community has often been rumored to be demolished since the year before last. This time, the neighborhood committee has called to inform it. It can be seen that the demolition is basically confirmed.

    Gu Chu bought a house early. When she was in junior high school, she would take part-time jobs during the winter and summer vacations. After she went to university, the school bonuses would be enough to cover the tuition and daily expenses, and she herself would seize all her free time and go to the gym for part-time jobs. .

    The income of private education is very high, and he can exercise his body while making money. After four years of college, Gu Chu has saved a lot of money. In addition, the house price was not high at that time, and the house was several decades old. In the old campus, Gu Chu used the money he had saved, plus a sum of money from the local talent subsidy application, to get the down payment, and borrowed part of the provident fund.

    In recent years, housing prices have risen rapidly. In four to five years, this small house has risen from more than 700,000 yuan to more than 2 million yuan.

    Gu Chu washed his hands and went to the bedroom to flip through his account book.

    She is the head of the household. After buying the house, she moved her hukou to this house.

    Head of household: Gu Chu

    Former name: Chu Xiangzhi

    Looking at the few lines of information on the account book, Gu Chu's eyes fluctuated slightly.

    Only, this nickname has not been called for more than 20 years.

    Early the next morning, when Gu Chu went to work, the fourth floor was still a bit lively.

    "Second, I'm not talking about you, your family's conditions are the best, you earn US dollars abroad, your family lives in a big villa, and your children go to famous schools. You are fighting with us for such a little money? You are not enough. Meaning!"

    "Boss, what you said is boring, right? Am I not the son of my parents? Just because I was the second child, I was the least valued child in this family back then. How much grievances have I suffered since I was a child."

    "Fart! Parents don't pay attention to you, can they send you to study and let you apply for the opportunity to study abroad? Compared with my eldest sister and I, we graduated from a junior college and a technical secondary school to work. In our studies, parents treated us both well. Minimal investment."

    The door of 404 was ajar, and the conversation inside clearly reached Gu Chu's ears.

    When she came downstairs, the door of 403 was also open, and a middle-aged woman who lived in this room stuck her head out, pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on the quarrel on the other side.

    Seeing Gu Chu coming down, he closed the door a little embarrassedly, but Gu Chu guessed that the other party's ear was still on the door at the moment, and he only opened the door after she went down.

    The old man just passed away yesterday, but 404 did not prepare any form of mourning.

    Although urbanization has developed rapidly in recent years, everyone still respects some ancient customs.

    Many people in the city have stopped working, but when someone died in the family, the house would still be hung with black and white cotton and linen, and wreaths would be placed, and there would be mourning and mourning. Most of the neighbors were able to understand it for just a few days.

    But 404 had nothing, not even the faded red couplets pasted at the door during the Chinese New Year last year.

    There are a few wreaths in the corridor, which should have been sent by relatives, because they were not paid much attention, and they were placed all over the place.

    "Dad, tell me, how is this house divided? It's going to be demolished soon. There should be a charter, right?"

    "Don't force Dad. Dad's health is not good. You are abroad all the year round. In the future, Dad's pension will not depend on me. I must share more."

    "Laughing to death, as if you take care of your parents when I'm not in the country."

    "What are you talking about!"

    "Why, if you want to fight, you can fight, who is afraid of who!"

    There was more noise in the house, it seems that it was caused by the demolition call yesterday.

    Nowadays, these old houses are expensive and unmarketable. The house prices are hyped up outside, and it is actually difficult to sell them. Either sell them cheaply. After all, it is not a school district house.

    The demolition is different. The relocation usually accompanies the area of ​​1:1.1 or 1:1.2. Before the relocation house is in place, you can still receive a relatively high rental subsidy on a monthly basis. If you choose to take the money, it will far exceed the value of the house itself.

    Gu Chu continued to walk down, and suddenly stopped.

    dad?

    Is the old man alive?

    Gu Chumeng turned her head to look at the corner of the third floor. Last night, what she saw was an old lady burning paper money with her head down!

    The wind in the stairwell blew the elegiac couplet on the wreath.

    [Mourning Zhuo Fang through the ages, friends Baimei respectfully]

    Zhuo Fang is obviously a woman's name!

    In the gym in the deep mountains, a young man in a patchwork robe leaned one leg over the other and lay on the reclining chair at the entrance.

    With a dog's tail grass in his mouth, he looked at the phone with a smile.

    The sound of an ox cart was heard in the distance, the boy's eyes darkened, he turned off the chat group, and put away his mobile phone.

    "Seventeen, this will be your junior brother from now on."

    A thin old man with a guttered face and gray hair came in from outside, and beside him stood a child of about four or five years old who looked innocent and cute.

    "Hello, brother, my name is Mao Shiba."

    The little boy introduced himself in a straight-forward manner, with a bit of maturity beyond his age.

    "Eighteen!"

    Mao Shiqi grinned, and his smile grew brighter.

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