Chapter 384: How to own five buildings

The Murder House Auction begins soon.

A man in a black suit and red tie holding an old, shiny wooden hammer arrogantly walked up to the auction stage, looked around at the crowd of eager people below, and said in a long drawn-out tone, "The auction begins."

"As you all know, Sunshine City has five districts, ABCDE district, A district has the best real estate resources, you guys are in luck, there are two A district houses in today's auction."

"I believe everyone has seen all the houses to be auctioned today, and I won't introduce them too much, the first one, Area A, 18 square feet, well-decorated, turnkey ready, is a livable house for a family of four, unfortunately this family of four just jumped out of this house the day before yesterday."

"Let's do the customary thing before we start shooting and be grateful that these departing homeowners paid a portion of the house payment for all of you so you could be here to pick up a cheap A block home, and please bow your heads and pray that they may ascend to heaven when they die."

The auctioneer falsely led the crowd in a moment of silence with folded hands.

"The starting bid for this house--" the auctioneer slammed the hammer down after the prayer, flicking up his eyes, "--is three million dollars. "

Yuan Guang and Shi Qian in the crowd were dumbfounded for a moment when they said, "18 square meters, how much is the starting bid?!"

But without waiting for them to react? the price quickly went upwards, with the people next to them scrambling, red-faced, to raise their cards and shout the price:

"3.1 million!"

"3.18 million!"

In just three minutes, a dozen times, the price of fire soared to four million, the scene is so lively that it is not like robbing the murder house.

Yuan Guang stopped his hand from raising the card, which read one million dollars, and stared in disbelief at the people next to him who were almost ready to fight over the 18-flat house where a family of four had just died.

"Good." The auctioneer indifferently dropped the hammer and raised his hand to gesture at a man with an emaciated and withered face who felt like he was going to die of thinness in the next second, "Congratulations to this Mr. Li for selling the house for 4.76 million."

The man threw up his hands in ecstasy and cheered, almost maniacal in his joy: "I have a room! Haha! I have a house!"

"Please ask Mr. Lee to come up here to receive his proof of property, give his speech about being awarded a home, and inspire all the Sunnyvale residents who haven't yet been given a home." The auctioneer said.

The bone-thin Mr. Lee climbed onto the auction block one breathless step at a time, received his real estate license almost as if slightly disliked by the auctioneer, and grinned as if he'd gained the world at the residents below waiting for the auction of their next house:

"My goal from the day I started working at the age of 16 was to own a home in Sunnyside."

"Full payment!" Mr. Li's eyes flashed with an eerie yet frenzied light, "I aspire not to be a house slave! I want to be a first-class citizen of Sunshine City straight away!"

"In order to achieve this goal, I ate only one piece of instant noodle pasty every day, rewarded myself with a cup of soup made with a seasoning packet every two days, worked six to ten odd jobs every day, and slept in the company's restroom to save on land-use fees, and after thirty years of saving money in this way, I finally saved enough to make $4,760,000."

Mr. Lee wept with joy as he held up the real estate certificate in his hand like a trophy, "Finally, on this day, I bought an 18 sq. ft. house with full payment!"

The stage erupted in an off-key, pattering applause and some scattered jeers:

"Gee, I don't know what I'm so proud of, only working ten jobs, I've worked twelve before, okay? What's there to be proud of?"

"Thirty years to save 4.76 million dollars? That's just lucky to get this suite, where else would a person like him get to live in District A in normal times ......"

"So annoying, can you come down, still waiting to shoot the second suite okay? Talking like who isn't saving up for a house like this."

Mr. Lee seemed to know what he had done was insignificant, and came down with the deed to the property in slight shame.

Yuan Guang looked numbly at Mr. Li's back as he left, "...... I feel like my spiritual values have been severely impacted."

Shi Qian nodded slowly, "Me too."

Equally hard hit were another group of outsiders who were in the process of completing procedures.

Mu Sicheng has seen dumbfounded: "This what Mr. Lee, looking like a skeleton, really will not live in the day of sudden death ......"

"And then this murder house will be repossessed and auctioned again." Bai Liu seemed to smile as he looked at the auctioneer with amusement, "It feels like brand new ways of immortalizing a house have been added."

Mu Sicheng swallowed nervously as he took two steps away from Bai Liu, "Bai Liu, why do I feel like you're so aggressive in this copy?"

"Normal." Liu Jiayi, who had been silent and didn't say anything, glanced at Bai Liu and said calmly, "He was also very aggressive towards the foremen in Rosebourne, and he ended up killing almost all of them, Bai Liu hated this kind of exploitation of his upper level, and he didn't like Mu Ke back then either."

Mu Ke took a deep breath.

Bai Liu naturally spread his hands, "It's only natural for people to hate the class that takes away their benefits, isn't it? No one likes to be a leek."

Tang Er played did not hold back a glance at Bai Liu.

Bai Liu smiled momentarily, "Captain Tang, I'm just venting in the game, I won't bring it into reality."

Saying that, Bai Liu put the processed real estate certificates into Tang Er Fight's hands, "Captain Tang, as you are the most orderly and strongest fighting member of our team, I've temporarily decided to put all the real estate certificates we've obtained under your name, is that okay?"

Tang Er hits the real estate license: "Yes."

"So our current strategy is to kill and take the room?" Speaking of which, Tang Er fights a somewhat uncomfortable frown; he's not quite used to this approach.

"Of course not." Bai Liu looked up at the fiery auction house over there, "It's too inefficient to kill people and take rooms."

Tang Er hit with a start, "Too inefficient?"

Kill one person and get a suite. What more efficient way to take a house?

"Well, I only killed that recruiter before to test two theories, that is, this game should be cleared using unconventional channels, as well as the fact that the people in Sunshine City will turn into ghosts and monsters after they die, not trying to accomplish the goal by killing people to take over the houses like this." Bai Liu recounts without skipping a beat, "It's unlikely that killing people to take over houses will get you five buildings in seven days."

Tang Er fight frowned, hesitantly asked back, "As long as ...... you kill the homeowners of five buildings you can pass, why can't you?"

Liu Jiayi replied coldly, "Because we can't tell who the homeowner is, so how can we kill him?"

"Yes." Bai Liu nods, "There are ten million people in this city, the homeowners who own their homes outright are in the minority, most of them are house slaves and temporary residents, killing them we won't be able to get full proof of their properties and all of them seem to be ordinary people, it's too inefficient to sift through one by one to find out who's a homeowner or a house slave."

"You can just go to the building and kill it." Mu Sicheng stroked his chin and made a suggestion, "The odds are that everyone who lives in a building should be a homeowner, right?"

"And house slaves." Mu Ke calmly retorted, "And a building here has thirty or forty floors, five to six homes per floor, and door valves and windows of such quality that rounding up we'd have to forcibly break in and kill a hundred and fifty or more homes in one night."

Mu Sicheng was deep in thought, "A hundred and fifty households a night isn't out of the question, is it?"

"Murder can be done, of course-" Bai Liu rolled his eyes, "but people here turn into ghosts when they die, have you forgotten?"

Liu Jiayi thought for a moment and questioned, "But Bai Liu, about that, I think there is a place that is strange."

"When you killed that recruiter before, the system prompt said that after his death, he would turn into a ghost and stay inside the house to attack all the people who enter inside the house, so according to this law, if people have died in these murderous mansions, then these dead people should also turn into ghosts to stay inside the house to attack the occupants who enter inside."

"It's impossible for the system to lie to us about the game's regulations." Liu Jiayi's brows also furrowed, "Then why are these people living in the murder house and still alive?"

"It's not like they're alive and well." Mu Ke recalled what those job seekers had said earlier, "Some of the people who purchased the murder house lived in it and then something happened to them some time later."

Liu Jiayi swept a glance at the bustling auction market behind him, "But it can't be denied that there should be a considerable number of people living in the murder house who are alive and well, otherwise the market wouldn't have exploded into this state."

Bai Liu looked down at her, "I thought of that too, but did you notice that there's a distinct difference between these murder houses and the ones we killed and took over."

Mu Si meditated, "Aren't they all murder houses after people die in vain? What's the difference?"

Liu Jiayi paused and reacted quickly to the real estate certificate in Tang Er's hand, "It's a property rights issue."

"The recruiter we killed was rich, he had full title to a house and was a homeowner, and these murder houses that are auctioned off are repossessed by the real estate company, which means that the people who died in them were basically house slaves who were still paying their mortgages."

Bai Liu smiled slightly, "Exactly, and that would mean that the homeowner doesn't fully own that house."

"So I'm guessing that ghosts that own a house can only stay in their house, and ghosts that don't fully own their house can't stay in their house all the time; they can only stay in their house occasionally, and most of the time they have to roam around."

Liu Jiayi thought to follow up extremely quickly, "That's why our murder houses have to deal with the changed ghosts of the homeowners inside immediately, and here these murder houses that are being auctioned off some of these people live in and have problems, and some live in and are fine."

Bai Liu's smile deepened, "Not only that, remember what the auctioneer said? The dead people paid off part of the loan for you, I guess not only the people here, even the ghosts own part of the house."

Mu Ke couldn't help but give a start when he heard this, and he looked up slowly:

"Bai Liu, are you saying that not only do the living here have to abide by the rules set by the realtors of Sunshine City, even when people die and turn into ghosts, these ghosts are also required to quasi abide by the rules of the realtors here, so the ghosts here also have to pay the house payment during their lifetime in order to have a house to live in, and even the ghosts can be governed by the property rights of their houses, so doesn't that mean that ... ..."

Bai Liu drops his eyes, "Yes, I suspect that the top five realtors here may not be alive."