Chapter 2 Buildings and Bridges
"Oh my day, what's the situation?"
Geng Jiangyue took off his game helmet, he was not in the mood to look at the extra working hours in his account, and hurriedly wanted to log in again. But obviously the game company won't give him face, no matter how he restarts, the system just prompts that there are still 8 hours of ban, Geng Jiangyue retried three times under the emotional domination of knowing that he couldn't do it, and finally put down his helmet resignedly.
That's it, 1 o'clock is 1 o'clock, and it's no different from 3 o'clock.
In this dick society, the game is as cold-blooded and ruthless as reality. People with high spiritual power in reality will also have high spiritual power in the game. Damn, those high-spirited bastards probably won't play games a few times in their lives, so why design such a good game experience for them? Just because they were born to be the world's key training objects, promising, organized, and talented. But what are they other than those special abilities? What else can they do but defend world peace?
You know, it's us who have to live a lifetime from games!
We spiritual scum are the foundation of this world!
Without us serving the world, that...... That doesn't seem to matter......
Geng Jiangyue ignored logic and spit frantically, and when he had to face reality, he finally vomited himself.
"I'm sorry, it's not the world's fault, it's all mine. My life is not up to me, if the sky destroys me, I will lie flat......" In the face of ruthless fate, the once unruly father-in-law finally knelt down.
He hugged his game helmet and sighed for a full 20 minutes, until his stomach rumbled, and he remembered that he hadn't eaten dinner yet.
Geng Jiangyue hurriedly put the service page of the game helmet again, and transferred the realistic 80 work points of today to his personal account. 80 points, equivalent to 8 yuan in alliance currency. As a disabled person who makes a living from games, Geng Jiangyue can deliver one unit of "brainwave electricity" to the power generation company behind the game company for every one hour he "goes to work", and then receives a 10-cent payment.
Usually, Geng Jiangyue has to be on the plane for about 12 hours a day, and he can't stand it anymore, and his brain can't bear it. So today I was banned for spitting fragrant, but the loss is actually a bit big. Four dollars, almost enough for him to eat for the whole day.
In fact, Geng Jiangyue only planned to last 10 hours today, because he hadn't been back to his parents' house for many days, and according to the plan, he should go back to see it today.
"Alas...... It's troublesome. ”
Geng Jiangyue irritably hung the game helmet back on the wall behind him, then stood up and stretched out in the cramped small room.
The room is small, with a bed and game chair right in the door, a small bedside table next to the bed, a wardrobe nailed to the wall, and a bathroom. The door of the house faces east, but the window of the bathroom faces north, Geng Jiangyue gets up every morning to skim a big strip, when the weather is good, the sun can shine on his buttocks, sometimes the big strips are golden, and when he looks back, he always wants to vomit. But this house was not chosen by Geng Jiangyue himself, but by the government of Sea Lion City for "professional gamers" who are over 14 years old.
Because the main function of each small room is not to settle down, but to serve as a personal workspace.
Since it is impossible to provide game power generation equipment for more than two people at the same time in a single workplace, children like Geng Jiangyue, who have just become adults and need to support themselves, can no longer live with their parents. In fact, not only children, but also many families live separately for the same reason, and unless they live close together, they can sleep together at night. Otherwise, one lives in the south city and the other lives in the north city, and the daily commuting cost is also a big pressure. In addition, although this room is provided by the government, it is not free.
The monthly rent of 30 yuan is deducted directly from the work.
Because Geng Jiangyue is unmarried, let alone raising a baby, he now lives alone, and the pressure is not as great as that of those families who need to raise a baby. He only worked 300 hours a month, no more, no less, and could get a full 300 yuan, plus 5% of the disability allowance, which is 315 yuan. The daily food expenses are controlled within 5 yuan, plus a little pocket money, and in a month, you can save a full 100 yuan. For ordinary families, this money is the cost of childbirth, child support, and their future funeral expenses, so it is very precious. So even if Geng Jiangyue verbally scoffed at this kind of coercive lifestyle, he still saved this money honestly in the two months since he lived independently, and he didn't dare to spend a penny.
After all, he still wants to marry a wife.
I walked into the bathroom to wash my face, opened the floor-to-ceiling curtains of the bathroom, and looked out from the fully transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on the 42nd floor, and it was already dark outside. Today is March 12th, and it has not yet reached the spring equinox, and before 6 o'clock in the evening, the sky is already dark.
To be honest, going out at this point always makes people feel a little trembling in their hearts. Even though Sea Lion City is a trade transit port city, the city hall has always attached great importance to safety, and the corridors, elevators, small rooms, and even the walls of various alleys have been pasted with amulets on the walls of the building, and those things have not happened for 8 consecutive years, but for Geng Jiangyue, who experienced some bad things when he was a child, he just felt unsafe. According to my father's words, he may be born with a "bad character" and is prone to trouble.
"Alas......" Thinking of his father, Geng Jiangyue couldn't help but sigh again, then stabilized his mind, put on his shoes, opened the door lightly, and walked out of his nest. Walking through the long aisle, passing one room after another with the same appearance, Geng Jiangyue walked to the No. 18 elevator entrance closest to his home, and then waited for another seven or eight minutes before the elevator finally came down the stairs.
With a ding, the elevator door opened, and there were already a dozen people standing inside.
Geng Jiangyue walked in silently, and the atmosphere and remaining space in the elevator car became a little more depressing.
In the slightly crowded car, people all kept a reasonable amount of silence. The people who live here are all poor people who make a living from games, and the basic situation is pretty much the same. Geng Jiangyue is in the middle of it, and the only difference from most people is that he is relatively young.
After 16 stops, the elevator finally descended to the penultimate floor.
The moment the elevator door opened, it looked like a can of sardines.
Geng Jiangyue followed the people in the elevator and rushed out, and his body was greatly relaxed because of the opening of the space.
Looking at it again, I saw the noisy appearance of people on the second floor, and my mood also improved.
The second floor is very large, providing a variety of services, clothing, food, housing, transportation, washing, blowing, cutting, ironing, document processing, data services, as long as you can think of it, you can basically find it in this kind. So of course, it also includes the canteen that is the most indispensable.
Geng Jiangyue habitually walked towards the nearest No. 18 canteen, and just a few meters away, he suddenly heard someone behind him shouting his name. He turned around strangely, and saw a second-class person flying up with a happy face, shouting in an excited tone: "Geng Jiangyue! You also live here? I just said that reading is of good use, and in the end it is not the same as me!"
The two goods slapped Geng Jiangyue's shoulder with a palm, and his eyes were shining with a counterattack.
Geng Jiangyue stared at the other party for two seconds, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "It's different, I have a high school diploma, even if this place is cleared one day, the city hall will make up a room for me." Unlike you, who dropped out of junior high school, you can only live in Qiaodong at most. ”
The smile of the second cargo instantly froze on his face.