Chapter 80 The Singer, Oh, the Singer 13

Lin Xiangjun was not speaking without reason when she said that.

She felt that the rent in the instance was not much different from the real world; it was a bit higher than the lowest-tier dilapidated small apartments, yet lower than the second-tier housing.

The price per square meter was around three point five.

For a 120-square-meter house, the Old Lady quoted four hundred, making the price per square meter 3.4; for an 80-square-meter house, the Old Lady quoted two hundred forty, making it 3.5 per square meter.

This residential complex was old and transportation was not well-developed. The price might be slightly higher due to it being an instance, but the overall pricing was still within a reasonable range.

Sure enough, upon hearing Lin Xiangjun's words, the Old Lady pondered for a moment and said, "Our residential complex is probably not very suitable for children to live in."

"I have certainly told them about the situation, but they have their own considerations; after all, raising a child is expensive. They said they would rent it for one month first, let one person come to experience it, and if they feel there are no issues, they will sign a long-term lease."

This situation was also reasonable.

The Old Lady said, "Fine, have your relative come to see the house then. About when will he arrive?"

The two of them happened to pass the spot where the Fluorescent Green Short Sleeve had fallen earlier, and Lin Xiangjun glanced at it quietly.

All that remained there was a thin pool of blood, seeping into the cracks of the concrete road, as if it were a stain that couldn't be wiped away despite forceful scrubbing.

Nothing else was left.

It had been cleaned up very thoroughly.

Lin Xiangjun only glanced at it once, quickly withdrew her gaze, and said to the Old Lady with a smile, "I told her to come after you finish your meal."

...

On the other side.

Tiger Wang led Zhang Qi and Li Dongwei toward the house they had rented.

Seeing Tiger Wang's expression, Zhang Qi knew that the matter hadn't been successful, so he didn't dare to say anything extra and silently kept his mouth shut.

Li Dongwei was naturally quiet and didn't like to talk; seeing that both Zhang Qi and Tiger Wang were silent, he followed suit.

Tiger Wang was seething with anger.

It was one thing to be given a cold shoulder by an instance NPC, but what right did that cheap girl have?!

She didn't even dare to state her instance ranking; she probably hadn't even made it onto the leaderboard, right?

What right did a piece of trash who hadn't made the leaderboard have to give him a cold shoulder?

It was just that she had good luck and gained the favor of an NPC!

Did she really think she could clear a three-star instance just by relying on that little bit of favor? Idiot!

Tiger Wang stopped at the door of the house. He didn't go in, because he had seen with his own eyes that there were ghosts haunting the house, and they were quite powerful. With his current strength, he might not be able to defeat them, so there was no need to take that risk.

He turned around and looked at Zhang Qi and Li Dongwei.

"The Landlady said that this house cannot be returned; if you want to change houses, you can only rent a new one."

He was concise.

Zhang Qi was stunned: "Brother Wang, how much is a new house?"

"The expensive ones are four hundred a month, the cheaper ones are two hundred eighty. Both require a one-month deposit and one month's rent. If we want to rent a house, the three of us will have to split it, which is about one hundred eighty-seven per person."

One hundred eighty-seven!

Zhang Qi's eyes widened.

"Brother Wang, you know that so far, I have only cleared three one-star instances in total, earning only three hundred in total. This money has to be set aside for rent after leaving the instance, and I also need to eat. When I entered the instance, I only had one hundred on me! If I pay this money for rent, I will only have twenty-five left. It's not that I don't want to pay, I really don't have the money to pay!"

Li Dongwei also widened his eyes in surprise. His lips moved for a long time, but he only managed to squeeze out one sentence: "Brother Wang, I, I have less than fifty left on me..."

Zhang Qi looked at Tiger Wang with hopeful eyes.

"Brother Wang, you are a big shot with an instance ranking of 8097! You must have money on you! Brother Wang, you pay the rent first, and when the instance ends and the money is transferred, we will pay you back immediately!"

Tiger Wang: ...

He had money, my ass!

It was true that his instance ranking was high, but the problem was that he had never sold any items, nor had he been employed by any conglomerates. The money he had was all saved up from clearing instances himself.

He always felt that he was a big shot, a favorite of the heavens, a future world overlord. The salary the conglomerates offered him was simply treating him like a beggar!

Going there would be an insult to himself!

As for selling items, that was even more impossible. Pawning off one's belongings was something only desperate paupers did. He was a person of status; what would it look like if he sold items?

Therefore, all the money he had was the reward from clearing instances.

One one-star instance, two two-star instances, totaling only seven hundred.

He and his younger brother rented a two-bedroom apartment in a new residential complex in a good location, ninety square meters, with a monthly rent of two hundred twenty-five. He also had to eat proper meals, eating meat and vegetables every day, so his food expenses alone were three hundred a month per person.

When he entered the instance, he had a total of one hundred seventy-three on him. He paid seventy-five, leaving him with only ninety-eight.

He hadn't even found a way to pay his own rent, so where was he supposed to get the money for the two of them?

However, Tiger Wang was someone who cared a lot about saving face. He couldn't admit that he didn't have money. He just fell silent for a moment, and under the pleading gazes of Zhang Qi and Li Dongwei, he said:

"Since you two trust me so much, I can't just abandon you both."

Zhang Qi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he flattered him even more vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, Brother Wang, the brothers all know that you are a righteous and good person. The brothers believe in you, which is why they are willing to follow you! I knew you wouldn't let the brothers down!"

Tiger Wang coughed.

"However, the situation is complicated now. Gao Danyang died for unknown reasons, and the other team of brothers probably rented unclean houses just like us. If we continue to live in these kinds of houses, something will definitely go wrong."

"We need to find the other three brothers now and explain this matter clearly, otherwise, if they keep living in those houses, what if someone else dies?"

Zhang Qi didn't care whether others lived or died, but since these words came from Tiger Wang, he couldn't express disagreement, so he immediately nodded in agreement: "Okay, I remember the brothers live in Building 8, I will go call them now."

"Our Brother Wang is truly righteous; when encountering trouble, he thinks of the brothers first."

He flattered Tiger Wang while picking up his phone to send a message.

Tiger Wang held himself in high regard and would not actively add other players as friends, but Zhang Qi was different; he would suck up to whoever had strength.

As for the three players in the other team, because one of them was relatively strong, and the other two didn't quite trust Tiger Wang, they left with that stronger player.

Of course, they said it very nicely, claiming that the more widely distributed the players were, the more clues they could collect, which would be more beneficial for clearing the instance. If they got any clues, they would definitely share them proactively, and they asked Brother Wang not to forget to take them along when he cleared the instance.

They gave Tiger Wang face, so Tiger Wang didn't make things difficult for them.

He just had Zhang Qi add them as friends to facilitate communication.

Zhang Qi was tapping away on his phone.

Tiger Wang also held his phone, looking at the item inventory on his homepage.

The items obtained in an instance would be displayed on the personal homepage. Players could sell or exchange items in the trading area under the communication section. If they were afraid of trouble, they could also let the system recycle them with one click.