Chapter 10: The Overworld: I'm Coming, Master

At this point:

Lu Wushuang and others.

One after another, they came to the principal's office.

With Qin Yuan's stay.

The headmaster didn't have much enthusiasm for those who were leaving.

"A few classmates later."

The old principal asked the secretary to start the formalities.

And he put the transcendent scroll on the table.

Lu Wushuang looked at the nine scrolls on the desktop.

His face was slightly gloomy.

Zhang Fei and the others were full of surprise.

These reels.

It's just something that doesn't flow into the stream.

"Isn't there anything else going on with the headmaster?"

The old headmaster was silent for a moment:

"You're a step slower."

Wenyan:

They all think of a person.

"It's him!"

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On the road:

Qin Yuan looked at all kinds of busy people, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

They need to think about the next meal and whether they will be devoured by evil spirits.

But he doesn't:

Simulator, Lingtian.

That's all there is enough to keep him fed.

Meantime:

He also has a spirit fruit.

Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary simulators have never heard of it.

He and ordinary people have been invisibly separated.

After one hour:

Qin Yuan came to the vicinity of the tall building guarded by the town.

Look up.

This building is a thousand meters high.

This type of building is the norm in all base cities.

This building is the initial floor since the establishment of Jiangnan Base City.

Among them, the population is more than 100,000.

The high-rise building is old and the rooms are cramped.

Seeing this, a hint of intermingling flashed on Qin Yuan's face.

If he hadn't become a simulator, he would have been one of them.

"Lord Qin, we have limited resources here, so there is only one elevator step, and you will be there."

Hearing this, he waved his hand.

I walked up the stairs step by step.

Seeing this, the man looked dazed.

Qin Yuan is not pretending to be high.

It's about looking at the layers.

There are piles of garbage in the building.

Blood stains that can't be wiped off.

There are even mutilated and stinking corpses.

Qin Yuan frowned:

The world, all children, grew up from mock students.

Only adults, will be divided into such high-rises.

The scene here shocked and uncomfortable him.

But that's the reality.

In order to survive, they can only do this.

"This building has 500 floors."

Guarding alone, the pressure is not small.

But fortunately, on the surrounding floors, there are actors guarding them.

Evil cults have a small chance of appearing.

"I should be relatively less stressed."

Qin Yuan to the rooftop.

A separate luxurious room comes into view.

The room was big and tidy.

All kinds of equipment are well equipped.

It's not the same concept at all with downstairs.

"So well treated?"

Qin Yuan was surprised.

Generally speaking, this kind of floor will not be treated so well.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

He shook his head.

Then Qin Yuan turned on the sage mode.

Immediately afterwards, the town guard plan was deduced.

Lucky luck takes effect.

The sage deduction multiplied a thousandfold.

In a flash:

All sorts of thoughts come to mind.

It only took a second:

A great plan is out.

[One person is selected for each floor.] 】

[Give management martial arts and exercises. 】

[Manage daily practice, responsible for cleaning floors, patrolling, and security ......]

[Therefore, I have to pay 50,000 fate points every year.] 】

This consumption is small.

He now earns at least 50,000 Destiny Points per simulation.

Now you have impersonation permissions once a month.

Over the course of a year, take out an extra fate point to guard the building, saving worry and effort, why not.

Plus, simulators are subsidized every year.

Qin Yuan felt that it was not a big problem.

But:

What Qin Yuan didn't know was.

Most sims are not always able to break the limits of life.

One simulation, 10,000 fate points, it's okay.

There is a town guard plan.

Qin Yuan also needs an executor.

"The base city should have an assistant or something to handle these chores for me."

"Let's start executing when we come."

"Ding-dong-"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Open the door:

A familiar face appeared.

Willow like smoke.

"Master."

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