On the morning of September 16, faced with a city that was boiling with anger, Duchamp did not wait any longer for the comfort of an international regular boat, but left on a roaring international train.

Step by step, the wheels of the train pressed against the tracks, making a rhythmic click, and he sat by the window, recalling what he had done over and over again, not knowing if he had chosen the right way.

The riots that broke out in Kasley continued until late at night. The police placed martial law on most of the city's neighborhoods, but unrest continued in some of those areas for a long time. Duchamp, who had been hiding at his side, observed for a long time before he was sure that the police were deliberately indulging in the fight in certain areas.

Before dawn, gossip spread through Kasley that a gang that had served the People's Progressive Party in the election had been fatally attacked. At the same time, some powerful state institutions of the Republic issued a statement condemning some of the political parties that lost the general election for deliberately fabricating right and wrong to deny the election results.

At the same time, the embassies of the countries involved in the Order received packages signed James Bang, and all the diplomatic missions in Kasley suddenly became more and more in contact with their own countries.

The subsequent development of events has nothing to do with a small person like him.

"Let's stop for now!" Duchamp withdrew his blank gaze from the window, and tried to turn his attention to some ordinary business.

On the afternoon of the 18th, Duchamp returned to Lulei in the dust, and before he had time to go to the Green Leaf Society, he first went to Morgan Architects. When Mr. Morgan saw him coming, he hurried to show him the house that had been remodeled.

The house is not so much renovated as it is rebuilt, and it is very different from the original.

According to the owner's description of the modern minimalist style, Mr. Morgan made a bold experiment with the design concept, so that the house has a completely different look from the era of Seemria.

The front yard was carefully sorted out and replanted with hardy plants, the muddy floor of the yard became solid stone slabs, and the wind-eroded walls were trimmed. The dilapidated walkway handrails on the second floor have all been replaced with simple and practical iron lines, which meander to the plank path on the slope behind the house. On the side of the second floor, the transparent tea room and roof garden that Duchamp wanted are also beginning to take shape.

After the renovation, those ancient stone walls have been liberated from the vicissitudes of time, reflecting a simple style that is not only integrated with nature, but also strong and solid.

Duchamp brushed his hand over the evergreen shrubs on the platform on the second floor, and a sense of accomplishment came to his face, which felt even more than the founding of the Green Leaf Society and disrupting a national election. He even believes that if his Chinese parents, who are far away, know that he finally owns such a house, they will probably be proud of him.

As he walked, Mr. Morgan explained to him what techniques and materials were used to protect against cold and moisture, and what reinforcements and refurbishments were made.

"After this major remodeling, the house is comfortable enough to live in for another hundred years."

Doreen ran over like a gust of wind and took Duchamp to see the changes in the backyard.

"I'm sure you'll never recognize it." Doreen said smugly.

Duchamp really didn't recognize it. The house's backyard was originally an irregular stone slope and cliff with only a small working vegetable patch, which was the failure of the house, but now the steep slope has been transformed into an elegant wooden boardwalk, which leads to a delicate oval room lined with ornamental plants, and a trestle bridge that connects the small world behind the house with the flat roof of the main house.

"The new room used to be here, it's very beautiful, and I like this style very much because of the large floor-to-ceiling windows jutting out of the cliff."

"It's not one, it's two new rooms, and there's a slightly smaller one below." Doreen said smugly.

"It was originally a gap that was recessed into it, and we took advantage of the topography to build two-storey rooms with curved windows. Not only practical, but also adds to the view of the garden. Mr. Morgan said proudly that it was an idea that had occurred to him.

"It's really ingenious!" Duchamp exclaimed.

According to Duchamp's concept, the two rooms on the first floor of the main house were opened up into a spacious living room, reinforced with round columns in the middle, and the next one served as a study. The side wings, respectively, are the kitchen, dining room and bathroom, according to Duchamp's idea, the entire front yard was dug into a basement, on the other side of the courtyard built a row of rooms dedicated to the basement entrance and lighting and ventilation, using a lot of transparent materials, and according to Duchamp's requirements, a guide lifting equipment for transporting goods was installed.

"Like it? Upstairs and downstairs, all through the three-dimensional garden. Doreen happily asked for credit.

"Genius design, by the way, the house is empty now, can I ask your bank to help me decorate and configure some furniture after paying the renovation fee?" Duchamp said.

"Home improvement, Miss Ben is the best, how much furniture do you need to buy?"

Duchamp set his sights on Mr. Morgan.

Mr. Morgan muttered: "For such a big house, if it is to be fully decorated and configured, it should be about 500,000 meters. ”

Duchamp nodded: "In addition to the necessary furniture and storage cabinets, all the daily necessities at home must be complete." I only have a stove, a refrigerator, a washing machine, and as for the cost, I'll let Miss Doreen take care of it. Including the basement should also be a little bit of a configuration. In addition to paying off the cost of renovating the house, I will give you another 500,000 meters, and if it is not enough, I will replenish it. ”

Miss Doreen's eyes lit up and she said, "Wow, so you have so much money, so spend 1 million meters!" That's how I get the results I want. ”

Mr. Morgan dissatisfiedly reprimanded the female designer: "Doreen, spend money in moderation, and what is suitable is the best." ”

Duchamp didn't care, this was the first time in his life that he had his own house.

"Let's just follow Miss Doreen's wishes, I see that some parts of the basement are quite sloppy, the supporting pillars are not painted, and the basement is also part of the house, in addition to stacking goods, it will become more of my studio, so let's spend a little money. The restaurant is going to make a big table, and when it's ready, I'll invite you to eat here. ”

Miss Doreen triumphantly made a triumphant appearance, and went to study the decoration and furnishings of the house with satisfaction.

Duchamp thought triumphantly, when the international master couldn't spend the rest of the money, he would spoil it here.

When you have good things, you have to share them with others, Duchamp ran back to the guide office, and pulled Goode to see the new house.

"Wow! This is actually the original dilapidated house? We're not wrong! Goode couldn't believe his eyes.

"Brother is a genius, he bought such a house for 500,000 yuan."

"It looks good now, but how much did it cost?"

"Not much, a million remodeling, a million decorating and buying furniture."

"That's 2.5 million~!" Goode gasped.

Duchamp suddenly felt that this figure was very bad, and he corrected: "It's two million four hundred and ninety-five thousand kilometers." In another month, the home is finished and the furniture is complete, and we will be officially ready to move in. You can go and pick a room of your own first, and say okay first, the one near the second floor platform is mine! ”

Goode wandered around the house for a long time, and at last announced that the oval room on the slope belonged to him.

"Quite eye-catching!" Duchamp gave a thumbs up, and he also liked the room with a good view from above.

Goode stared at the new house for a long time, and then suddenly asked, "Styry, why do you care so much about the house?" I see that you are floating when you walk today. ”

"Ugh!" Duchamp finished for a while, he didn't know how to explain to Goode that in a certain time and space, the people's attachment to the house in a certain country, and the powerful spiritual pressure caused by the desperate housing prices to Duchamp in his previous life, not to mention that exposing that owning such a house was the highest pursuit of his life set in his previous life.

He calmed down, woke up from the memories of the past, and became a literary fan.

"Only when you have a house can you have a place where you can think of it at the first time when you have a restless heart, and you can set a coordinate, and when your soul doesn't know where to go, you can return here."

He looked left and right, hit a stone in the courtyard, and found another piece of iron, on which he carved carefully:

"Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming."