How to own five buildings

Mu Sicheng frowned as he looked across Russell Cemetery at the bench, ready to fight, "Why are there only two of them? And wearing masks?"

The masks worn by the members of the Russell Cemetery Warriors depict a sun radiating light in all directions.

Wang Shun looked across the room to the two players sitting on the bench, not saying a word, and quickly tightened up, "The one on the left is their president, hasn't come out to play in a long time, why did he come out this time against us?"

"According to their usual tactical style." Liu Jiayi analyzed calmly, "The skills of these two people should be able to overcome us."

Bai Liu simply sweeps over the masks of the members of Russell's Cemetery's Warriors, and without much pause, his eyes look out into the audience, where they roam for a few moments, stopping at a corner spot.

There sat a man wearing a tall hat, white gloves, and carrying a cane, who seemed to notice Bai Liu's gaze, raised his hand to take off his hat in a gentlemanly manner, and smiled faintly at Bai Liu as he spread his hands.

Wang Shun followed Bai Liu's line of sight and was startled, "Charles, why is he here? Didn't he say he wouldn't come over to watch us before the challenge?"

"And if I remember ...... correctly" Wang Shun quickly tapped the system panel, "Today's mid-season match is having a Gambler's Alliance Guild match! He should be at the match, why is he here?"

Bai Liu's eyes locked with Charles', "Because I got Charles to talk to me alone before I went on."

Wang Shun was stunned, "Talk about what?"

"The next match after this one will be the challenge match, the opponent's betting pool and points will be dozens of times higher than ours, in order to control the field, I need the strong support of Charles as an investor." Bai Liu retracted his gaze blandly, "That's why I said, come to see the match today, he'll reap a gambling match that will satisfy him."

"So he happily decided to forfeit the race and came to see me bet on the race."

"Satisfy Charles?" Wang Shun's voice couldn't help but rise for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it, his face anxious, "Chairman, Charles is a gambler, except for the matches where he can double his points, the rest of the matches won't be satisfied."

"We're about to play the Challenge, there's no point in giving him a show of loyalty to show himself now, you shouldn't have been so eager to go to Charles today to talk about all this, even if we win this match today brilliantly against Russell, they don't have a big betting pool, and the money that warps out of it won't feed Charles at all."

Wang Shun's face became more and more serious: "Giving up his own match to watch ours means that Charles has given up the bottom dollar of his betting pool ...... Once a man like Charles gives up something to do something and doesn't see what he wants back, he'll pull out without hesitation. He will not hesitate to withdraw his money!"

Bai Liu calmly puts on his leather gloves and walks forward, "I'm in control, just leave it to me, don't worry."

Charles, seated in the audience with his hand propped up on the top of his cane, absently tapped his fingers on the orb, the smile on his face growing more and more imploring as he shifted his eyes from Bai Liu to the members of the Russell Cemetery crew across the room:

"It's been a long time since I've seen a gambling race that satisfied me, and I hope that this year's betting horse of my choice doesn't let me down and delivers a race that satisfies me as promised, rather than wasting my valuable racing time."

A huge discussion erupted from the audience:

"Wow, the Gambler's League is really daring, directly forfeited the game, didn't even play for three games, and gave away eight points to their opponents."

"The crowd that voted for the Gambler's League in this game has to be going crazy, right?"

"What can be done about it, Charles, and that guy is not the first time to play a fake race to control the flow of points in the betting pool, who told him to have the largest reserve of points in the whole game, and his own strength and strong, and this person to participate in the league is not at all in order to win, it is to gamble, and it is simply not possible to feel his way to take him no way."

"I wouldn't dare vote for the Gamblers' League anyway, it's too exciting and I don't know what the ones who do are thinking ......"

"You want points, don't you? If you win one bet, you'll just multiply it hundreds of times."

"Generally, Charles, a straight forfeit like this means he voted for his opponent, so watch the opponent, right? Who's his opponent?"

"Deer hunter."

"...... Deer Hunters really fierce this year, rushed to the third, I'm Charles I also abandoned the game, that clown of theirs is too horrible, soul crushing skills, but also on the field to shoot, indiscriminate attacks, the people killed screamed that a miserable... ..."

"The Deer Hunters are nine points short of catching the second place Kings Guild, do they still have a game?"

"There, let's see, grass! --Today's next game in the midseason, Killer Sequence versus the Deer Hunters!"

Midseason Race.

Daniel leaned back in his chair lazily, humming an unknown hometown tune comfortably, his apple-green eyes sweeping over the Slayer Sequence men across the room with little concern, seeming not to feel as if he were facing a top-notch team but as if he were looking at a pile of corpses.

Spades was looking down and adjusting his shoes when he sensed someone looking at him and looked up, across the room Daniel cracked a smile for a split second as he locked eyes with Spades, he playfully shook his hand in a shooting gesture and squinted one eye to snipe at Spades and a couple of the team members next to him, onomatopoeic words of thumps and thumps escaping his lips.

Sitting at the very front of the bench, the Adversary bowed his head in silence, while across the room, Cen Buming straightened his back and fixed his eyes on the Adversary with a single misplaced stare.

The moderator standing in the center of the room drew up his voice, "Will both tacticians please shake hands before the battle!"

Adversary and Cen Buming got up and headed in the direction of the big screen in the center, the two held out their hands in front of it, Adversary finally raised his head to look across the room at Cen Buming, it was a strange and complicated look, "...... You killed a lot of people this year in the tournament. "

Cen Buming grinned as he tightened his grip on the Adversary's hand, "Really? That's probably because there are just too many damn people this year."

Inverse God was silent again, he drew back his hand and turned to leave, but Cen Buming stepped forward, he clutched Inverse God's wrist to prevent the other party from leaving, his mouth subconsciously uttered a "teacher ......" but was swallowed back, replaced by "Against the gods".

"Adversary." Cen Buming's chest rose and fell twice as he looked at the Adversary God with one wrong eye, his voice becoming hoarse from the emotional upheaval, "Do you think it's wrong for me to kill, to kill?"

"These people you know what they've done, what they'll do, and so do I. Don't they deserve to die? Shouldn't I kill them?"

The Adversary slowly leveled his gaze at Cen Buming : "They may deserve to die, but not now."

"So they will die in the [future]?" Cen Buming laughed lowly as he slowly let go of Reverse God's hand, sarcastically asking rhetorically, "But this world line, it's already the last [future], we don't have any more futures left to consume to start over."

"If they don't die, Bai Liu, if they don't die, everyone will have no [future]."

"Haven't you and I seen this kind of future [we'll die at Bai Liu's hands] over six hundred times? Do you still want to stick to your stupid, no wrong done, no price to pay philosophy?"

The Adversary looked up at him, "Yes."

The light that burned like fire in Cen Buming's eyes slowly dimmed as he let go of the Adversary's hand and turned around with a snort, shaking his head as if he found it extremely amusing.

"I am his guardian." Reverse God's calm voice came from behind him, "I'll take responsibility with him if he does something wrong."

Cen Buming clenched his fists violently as he turned and grabbed the Adversary by the collar, yelling at him uncontrollably, "He's the one doing the wrong thing not you! It's the heretics who are killing people not you! It's him who's torturing you, torturing Fang Dian, torturing your friends, coworkers, relatives, torturing all of us!"

"Why do you have to take his side!!!"

Cen Buming, his eyes red, suppressed, hissing, yells into the unemotional face of the Adversary, "Keep this up and you're going to die Lu Yizhan!"

The tactician's pre-game exchange was in the login barrier in front of the big screen, just one step in to log into the game, and people couldn't hear what they were saying, but they could see the two men standing in front of the big screen arguing.

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate, and to make sure that the match went on properly, Cen Buming was quickly pulled away by the men rushing in, and as he struggled to be pulled away, he looked in horror at the Adversary God, who stood motionless, his eyes very pale as he gazed at him.

He saw the Adversary God whisper with his mouth, [Sorry, Senior].

[System Alert: Killer Sequence vs. Deer Hunter, match officially begins]

[System Alert: Wandering Circus vs. Russell Cemetery, the match has officially begun]

Yuan Guang stood up trembling as he tapped on the [Tactician Permissions] section in the system panel and clicked on Abandon Single and Double Match, then turned his head to look at Shi Qian next to him questioningly.

Shi Qian nodded affirmatively to him, signaling that she was ready.

Yuan Guang turned his head and took a deep breath, looking up at Bai Liu across the room and clicked the [Group Match] option.

【System tip: the regimental match is open ...... detected that the Russell Cemetery side has only two players, the players are insufficient ...... detected that the Russell Cemetery Tactician skill is special, for the summoning type, which allows five players to appear on the field, and it meets the rules of the regimental match, and the regimental match is open ......]

[...... is loading the game ......]

[System alert: Both players logged into the game "How to Own Five Buildings"]

[System tip: You are an ordinary laborer in a prosperous metropolis, with an average monthly salary of four thousand five hundred, working diligently just to be able to have a set of your own house, but unfortunately, the price of housing here is an average of 320,000 ping, and even if you don't eat or drink from today onwards, and save all of your salary to use it to buy a house, in order to buy a set of one hundred ping, you will have to work for 592 years in order to buy one.]

[Activate main quest: Please think of a way to own five buildings in this city within a week!