370,000 flat, when the price of the transaction came out, some people in the sales office stood still and motionless, while others rushed forward like crazy:
"I just said that the house price will go up again!"
"Buy it! If you don't buy it, it will rise to 400,000 yuan next time, so you really can't afford it!"
"Sales! Here we want a large apartment of 25 square meters!"
"It's the same here! Is there a suite on the 17th floor?"
"Excuse me, the 17th floor has just been sold out, or look at the 27th floor..."
Xiaodong clutched his stomach and smiled, his face was pale, and he led the other guests to see the real estate in cold sweat. People lined up, holding the loan contract, crowded with each other, for fear that they would not be able to buy a house after one step, his face was red and heartbreaking call:
"I want to borrow two sunshine seedlings!"
"I want to take out five loans!"
Someone looked at all this blankly, muttered a few words in a low voice, I really can't afford it, and I don't want to lend my child, suddenly turned around and ran out.
In less than two minutes, these people fell from the outside of the building, torn apart and staring at them.
The others just glanced at it, and then withdrew their gazes without surprise:
"Someone jumped off the building again?"
"Normal. Every time the price of a new building is opened, there are young people with poor psychological qualities who jump off the building."
The patrol collected the corpse in an orderly and skillful manner, and then took it to the two men in the corpse collection team in white coats who were waiting there, and said:
"Look at the two people if they have a loan. If they do, send them to a private hospital. The organs, bones, etc., will be sold for auction. Now the corpses are still fresh and can be sold for more money. "
The corpse collection team nodded, the patrol team looked at the corpse and sneered contemptuously. One of them kicked the foot of one of the corpses and spit:
"Thinking that you don't have to repay the loan if you die? It's so beautiful!"
"I don't know how much money this corpse can sell. If the loan is too much and the auction of the corpse is not equal, then our big boss C Dong will lose money in the end."
"It's really unconscionable. The big boss kindly advances the money to you in advance, and wants to die before it's finished. What a shameless dog!"
The crowds around are turbulent, and the voices are full of people, which seems to be a harmonious scene, but Shi Qian and Yuan Guang who are in them look at the patrols who are talking in a daze. Listening to the sound of the house transactions around them, they feel that they are cold. It seems to have come to the eighteenth floor of hell.
There are chaotic evil spirits who don’t regard others as human beings, and there are suffering and living people who are being tortured and punished but don’t know anything about them.
Yuan Guang and Shi Qian slowly turned their heads to look at Dong C, who was sitting in the stands with red faces and toasted with the people next to him to celebrate the sale of the new real estate. They flipped their hands, revealing a touch of dangerous silver. Light.
[System Tip: Player Yuan Guang uses personal skill weapon (Utility Knife)]
[System Tip: Player Shi Qian uses personal skill weapon (caliper cone)]
Cemetery in E area.
At 8:20, the sky was completely dark, and the cemetery directly opposite to Road 444 was dark and gloomy. In an old two-opened hollow carved iron door stood many straight oval tombstones, which could be blurred. I saw the photo of the person on the tombstone.
Except for the weeds in the cemetery, the only creatures that can be seen are one or two crows, flutteringly falling on the tombstone and screaming hoarsely.
Next to the iron gate is a half-covered decaying security room. The door is swaying and there is only a stool full of ashes. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time.
Tang Erda's expression is complicated: "The old man said that the cemetery on the E area was used as a supporting facility for the E area residences. It was once looted, but now there are no maintenance personnel."
"Because the people in Sunshine City buy houses if they have money, how can they afford to buy the tomb?" Mu Sicheng was also quite sighed, "I feel that this tomb is just a decoration. Apart from the rich, who will come? Buy this stuff?"
Bai Liu smiled: "This is not necessarily true."
Liu Jiayi looked around and said coldly: "These cemetery rooms should not be sold to the living, but to the dead."
"Sold to the dead?" Mu Sicheng was puzzled and shocked, "Why buy a house when everyone is dead?"
Mu Ke was not very surprised, and calmly nodded: "According to Bai Liu's previous and analysis, and what the old man said to us, we can simply make a guess, that is, the real estate business in Sunshine City builds everything for profit. , For money, or a currency that can be exchanged for human productivity."
"Land is the means of production they firmly grasp. Under the condition of private monopoly, this means of production has become an item that can be exchanged for productivity at an unlimited upward premium through various operations and regulations of real estate developers."
Mu Sicheng was a little dizzy: "What?"
"At this time, human productivity will continue to be demoted in the process of currency equivalent replacement." Mu Ke looked at Mu Sicheng, "In simple terms, it is to monopolize the means of production to make the rest of the people involute. Through the process of involution and competition, your productivity will continue to be degraded. At the same time, the intensified conflicts of survival will be transferred to the people below, making you hate those who are in competition with you, but also making you grateful for his willingness to leak out of your fingers. I'll give you a bit of money to fight for."
"But at this point, it is meaningless to compete for currency. Currency is only a transfer channel for them to exchange for productivity. As long as they allow the means of production to infinitely increase the price, then your productivity will never fill the hole in the unbalanced housing price."
"So land is the most valuable thing. Since these real estate developers are willing to use land to build a cemetery, it can only show one thing. After the cemetery is built, a large amount of production can also be exchanged through the [cemetery]. productive forces."
After Mu Ke finished speaking, looking at Mu Sicheng's expression still in the mist, he paused slightly, and said tactfully: "Did you skip some basic compulsory courses when you were in college?"
For example, thinking about Marxism and the like.
Mu Sicheng, who understood Mu Ke's taunting of his subtext, was rather irritated, so he turned to Bai Liu who was observing the entrance of the cemetery immediately, pointed at Mu Ke and complained: "Bai Liu, Mu Ke speaks no human words!"
Good grades, good memory, remembering everything in class is amazing!
Mu Sicheng let out an angry cry from the scum.
Bai Liu squatted on the ground with his back facing Mu Sicheng and bowed his head as if observing the dense footprints underground. Without turning his head, he spoke lightly:
"Compared to people, don't you think ghosts are a better source of cheap labor?"
"If a person works six days a week and works 9 hours a day, then his working hours are only 54 hours, and the time for eating and going to the toilet is eliminated, rounding it down to almost 50 hours."
"But ghosts don't need to eat or sleep. They only need 3 to 5 square meters to live with their next family. They can operate 24 hours a day, and a ghost can work 168 hours a week."
Bai Liu stood up slowly: "This is equivalent to 3.4 people working for 996 a week."
"From the point of view of the productivity unit, it is far less cost-effective to let the ghost work as a part-time job. If you speculate on the extreme—"
Bai Liu turned his head and looked at Mu Sicheng calmly: "—A large number of people have migrated here in Sunshine City, which stimulates population growth, but at the same time, it does not care about the death rate, the crazy rise in housing prices, prices, regardless of any collective events, such as famine, plague, collective Suicide does not consider whether people can survive here, and even invisibly encourages suicide and euthanasia, and uses survival of the fittest as an excuse to eliminate a large number of the poor at the bottom. Is this to a certain extent aimed at turning people into ghosts? How about converting a person into 3.4 productivity units?"
"In other words, maybe the living people are not important to the real estate business at all. What is important is the dead people, that is, the cheaper and more useful ghosts, these invisible labor under the Sunshine City."
Mu Sicheng was a little horrified by Bai Liu: "So people here have to work even if they become ghosts? Even if they die?"
"No." This idea is a bit too terrifying. Mu Sicheng gestured with both hands and tried to refute it with a solemn expression. "This is too miserable. I am dead and become a ghost. Why should I work for them? These people are not ghosts, why don't they run?"
Bai Liu patted the ashes on his sleeves, and walked to Mu Sicheng's face without any haste, "Have you seen "A Chinese Ghost Story"?"
Mu Sicheng didn't expect the topic to suddenly jump to this point, and he was stunned, but still answered honestly: "I've seen it."
Bai Liu hummed indifferently, and asked, "Then you think that as a ghost, Nie Xiaoqian has to work hard every week, cheating two men to feed his grandmother, and finally being forced to sell to illegal women ghosts-Yi Yi Under the circumstances of Old Demon Black Mountain, why didn't she run?"
"Do you think she likes working for grandma, right?" Bai Liu asked calmly.
Mu Sicheng: "..."
He really asked a really stupid question. Of course, he didn't run because he was trapped for some reason, and he couldn't run away!
Mu Sicheng frowned and asked, "Does the reason why these people are trapped has anything to do with the tomb?"
Bai Liu nodded: "So I agree with Liu Jiayi's view that these tombs were probably not repaired and bought for the living, but repaired and bought for the dead."
"Buy?" Mu Sicheng became more puzzled, "Does the developer here still pay the ghost wages?"
Bai Liu squinted at Mu Sicheng: "If you don't pay a salary to let you work, can you do it?"
Mu Sicheng: "...Don't fight."
"No, I always think something is weird," Mu Sicheng touched his chin and fell into deep thought. "If I were a ghost, I would be trapped in Sunshine City and couldn't run away, but even if someone gave me a salary, I will not work anyway."
Mu Sicheng glanced at the cemetery in the cemetery with a bit of disgust: "...not to mention working hard to buy this 18-story hell-style cemetery."
"I don’t need to eat or sleep, so I don’t need a house or money. Even if the real estate business has some way to trap me here, I’ve been working as a damn for my whole life, and I’ve become a ghost. In this case..." Mu Sicheng clenched his fists sonorously, "It's impossible to work! It's impossible to work in the next life!"
Bai Liu glanced at Mu Sicheng appreciatively: "Nie Xiaoqian should have thought that way back then, very brave."
Mu Xiaoqian: "..."
Mu Xiaoqian was irritated twice by Yin and Yang, and bravely fisted Bai Liu who was exploiting him like a tree demon grandma, and furious: "Damn! I'm all dead! Can they do anything to me! It's impossible to let me go out and seduce him." Men eat it for them!"
"Of course not." Bai Liu looked at the gate of the cemetery, squinting his eyes thoughtfully, "Under any circumstances, a person would be willing to work frantically when he died, just to buy the cemetery, and then huddled in himself. Where is the cemetery that is 2 square meters wide?"
Liu Jiayi said abruptly: "Will these dead people have to pay land use fees as in the case of the living. That's why they think of ways to hide in the apartment or the cemetery?"
"But you can't do anything to me if you don't pay the land use fee, right?" Mu Sicheng clasped his chest and shook his legs very bachelor, "I'm all dead!"
Bai Liu slowly turned his head and smiled: "That's not necessarily true. The living people are just killed if they don't pay the land use fee, and the dead ghosts can't die anymore, so the types that can be tortured have increased a lot."
"Anyway, no matter how tortured, you can't die anymore, can you?"
Mu Ke calmly added: "Nie Xiaoqian doesn't want to work for grandma, but grandma is a dryad, can torture ghosts, and can insert his roots into the neck and body of the little monster. The tree roots in his body sucked their blood, tortured them so much that they had to work for their grandma, and went out to seduce the men to dig their hearts."
"There is always a way for ghosts to work for themselves." Mu Ke gently smiled at Mu Sicheng, "Are you right, Mu Shen?"
Mu Xiaoqian: "..."
Thank you, I have a strong sense of substitution, and I already feel that I am seduce a man.