191: Chapter 191: The Mars Base is Completed, How Will Housing Prices Be Calculated?

Mars, Northern Hemisphere, [Galaxy Bay] Phase I Sales Office.

This place was originally a desolate red Gobi desert, but now, a huge transparent dome covers the land, with fresh air inside, suitable gravity, and even a projection of blue sky and white clouds.

Jiang Chen held a telescopic pointer, standing in front of a huge holographic sand table.

Although the background was alien, his posture was no different from those glib-tongued top real estate salespeople on Earth, perhaps even a bit more "cunning."

"Come, come, friends in the live stream, type 'want' on the public screen!"

Jiang Chen tapped the sand table, and the holographic image instantly magnified, revealing rows of capsule villas suspended in mid-air:

"Everyone, look at this unit, Area A No. 01, which I would like to call the 'Crater View Exclusive Edition'."

"This location is incredible. Push open the window, and right under your feet is that 'Hellas Planitia' impact crater with a diameter of fifty kilometers. It was smashed out by an asteroid hundreds of millions of years ago. The sense of historical vicissitudes, that violent aesthetics of the universe, how much money could you spend on Earth to see that?"

He flicked his wrist, and the screen switched to the other side:

"Look at this unit, the King of Buildings in Area B, facing the highest peak in the Solar System — Olympus Mons."

"Wake up in the morning, and the first thing you see is a volcano over 20,000 meters high. That feeling of 'standing at the top of the mountain' instantly maximizes your status."

"The most critical point is —"

Jiang Chen leaned close to the camera, the smile on his face full of temptation, his voice lowered, as if revealing some insider information:

"Our Mars real estate focuses on conscience."

"No shared area! No shared area! No shared area!"

"Buy one hundred square meters, and you get one hundred square meters; even the terrace outside is a gift! And it's permanent property rights, no purchase restrictions, no loan restrictions. Once you buy it, it's yours, and you can pass it down to your great-grandchildren!"

In the live broadcast room, the barrage of comments was about to crash the server.

Netizens who were just shocked by the completion of the Mars city were now confused by this wave of "hardcore real estate sales."

[No shared area? Damn, God Jiang really understands our pain points!]

[Olympus Mons view house? If I post this on Moments, wouldn't it piss off my ex-girlfriend?]

[Stop talking! I just want to know how much it costs! Can I use Huabei?]

Watching the screen full of "request for quotation," Jiang Chen took a sip of the special Mars mineral water to moisten his throat.

"Talking about money is so vulgar; we are talking about dreams."

He leisurely stretched out his finger and gestured a number:

"But since everyone sincerely wants it, I'll give a family price."

"Ordinary high-rise apartments, 9.98 million per unit. Detached floating villas, starting at one hundred million."

"Earth currency payment is supported, with the exchange rate calculated based on real-time gold prices."

Boom —!

Once this price came out, the live broadcast room was filled with wailing.

"9.98 million? And it's an apartment? God Jiang, you are robbing people!"

"Goodbye! I originally wanted to support domestic products, but now it seems I can't even afford the toilet on Mars."

"Isn't this too expensive? You could buy a luxury house in Beijing, Shanghai, or Guangzhou!"

Facing the questioning, Jiang Chen was not panicked at all.

He had long anticipated this reaction, so he unhurriedly threw out the second payment plan, which was his real purpose — to harvest global labor and resources.

"Think it's expensive? No problem."

Jiang Chen smiled and pointed to the alien coolies busy behind him:

"Our Chenxing Technology has always been people-oriented. If you don't have money, you can use labor to exchange for it."

"We accept 'Wasteland Contribution Points' as payment."

"As long as you are willing to sign up for our 'Interstellar Pioneer Group', go to the Wasteland to mine, or come to Mars for infrastructure construction, and work for a certain number of years, this house... I will give it to you for free!"

"Even if you don't want to go, you can use rare resources, antique calligraphy and paintings, or even technical patents to offset the cost."

This trick of "relief through work" instantly broke through everyone's psychological defenses.

No money? No problem, take your life... no, take your sweat to exchange for it!

What is this? This is the ladder to the upper class!

"I'm signing up! I'm a civil engineering brother! I can pour concrete! Let me go to Mars!"

"I have an ancestral blue and white porcelain! Can I exchange it for a down payment?"

"Although I don't have money, I have physical strength! God Jiang, take me!"

As soon as the pre-sale channel in the background opened, it was instantly crowded.

Not only were the top tycoons waving checks to grab them, but even ordinary middle-class people were crazy.

Because everyone understands one truth: Earth is already too involuted, Mars is the new outlet!

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The transaction notification sounds were connected in a row, making people feel enthusiastic.

There even appeared an extremely absurd scene —

A wealthy oil tycoon from the Middle East, because his hand speed was slow and he didn't grab a villa, was actually crazily brushing rockets in the live broadcast room, crying and shouting for Jiang Chen to sell him a public toilet.

"Mr. Jiang! I beg you! I'll just buy a toilet! I don't want it for living, I just want to bury my ashes on Mars! This is the glory of the family!"

Jiang Chen looked at the tycoon's message, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

These people, in order to get to heaven, really use every possible means.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of your sincerity, I'll let you cut in line."

Jiang Chen waved his hand, "But the toilet is not for sale, I'll give you a utility room, five million, no bargaining."

"Thank you Mr. Jiang! Long live Mr. Jiang!"

Watching this crazy scene, Academician Chen Shuyin standing next to him pushed her glasses, her eyes full of helplessness.

"Jiang Chen, are you doing real estate? You are running a religion, right?"

"Are these people crazy? Spending tens of millions to buy a rough house, and even the air has to be bought from you?"

"Rough house?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Academician Chen Shuyin, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He turned off the microphone and whispered in Academician Chen Shuyin's ear:

"Old Chen, you underestimate my business ethics."

"Although I am greedy for money, I never cheat the poor... cough, I don't cheat customers."

"It makes sense that this house is sold so expensively."

"Do you think I'm just selling a shell?"

Jiang Chen turned the microphone back on, facing the camera, facing those "owners" who had just paid and were worried about decoration problems, and patted his chest to guarantee:

"Dear owners and friends, please rest assured."

"Our Chenxing Real Estate does not engage in those vain shared areas, nor does it deliver simple renovations."

"All houses are completely —"

"Super luxury, interstellar grade, intelligent fine decoration!"

"Not only can you move in with your bags, but... you don't even need to carry bags!"

Someone in the live broadcast room asked weakly:

[God Jiang, what is interstellar grade fine decoration? Do you give furniture?]

Jiang Chen smiled mysteriously and snapped his fingers.

The background behind him suddenly changed, and the originally empty model room was instantly filled with countless flowing lights and shadows.

"Furniture?"

"That's just the basics."

"What I want to give you is a..."

"Living home."