The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

"The nearest plane has been searched, low level... technological plane 88..."

Ah? Grandma, you lived to be 88?

“Searchers use…features to…activate new…in advance…”

Early? Should have lived to 188?

“Activation costs are shared by…seekers…”

I need to pay fees if I live to 188? Where can I pay the fees, can you tell me too? It doesn't matter if I need to share the burden. If I can live to 188, I can share any amount. We can pay in installments.

"Seeking... consent from the new dimensional merchant..."

Grandma, I don't agree. I just have a fever. It doesn't mean I have to agree to go with you. I think I can still hold on.

"Retrieved...disagreement...new plane merchant refuses to share with the searcher..."

"Newly promoted plane merchants, bear the full amount of early activation costs..."

“Loan Agreement…”

What? You still need a loan? The underworld has a financial system now? What do you want to buy with the loan?

Want to buy a property? Take out a loan. I’m not very cash-savvy. Wait until I earn a few more months and then I’ll burn more paper money.

"Retrieved... real estate... the merchant has selected the real estate product category..."

“…sent a connection request…”

Get rich? Okay, grandma, you must bless me to get rich up there.

"Help me...you"

What's the matter? You're being bullied and you want me to help you?

I'll burn some paper money for you. Can we hire a thug? I still have to make money. I'm making money here. If you can help burn more paper money, our ancestors can live a good life.

The image of grandma in Tutu’s dream was rather vague, but the language was very vivid.

Tutu was so confused that he could no longer distinguish the figures in his dream.

The environment in the dream changed again. The muddy and rolling flood was unstoppable, with broken branches floating everywhere. In the rolling flood, you can see drowned small animals floating in the water. Antelopes struggled to break free and clung to the rocks on the side of the mountain with difficulty, and then fell into the flood along with the fallen rocks. The flood made the background behind a round-faced little girl look desolate.

Tutu was confused, "Too young, it turns out that everyone in the underworld looks so young. It's just that the living environment and conditions are not very good. Why are they still wearing animal skins? And it seems that there is a flood."

Tutu's fever was approaching 40 degrees. Before Tainai could reply, Tutu fainted.

When Tutu woke up, her fever had subsided a little. Tutu didn't know whether she was better or not. She said she was not better. Her temperature was around 37 degrees Celsius now. Apart from feeling a little dizzy and having a little discomfort in her throat, she didn't feel anything else.

It was agreed, but she was having hallucinations.

The transparent light screen indicated that the Three Hundred and Sixty Lines System, the housing product merchant Tutu, had a balance of -500 (the system early activation fee, shortening the time by 500 days in total).

Tutu quickly took out his phone to search whether taking anti-inflammatory drugs and antipyretic drugs together would cause hallucinations.

The results showed that there was no hallucination. Tutu carefully tested it and was able to click in.

She got up quickly. She didn't usually play games, so she imagined this sci-fi interface out of thin air. She couldn't imagine it, but it just felt a little strange. Why did she start with a negative number?

This made her so excited that she broke out in a sweat and her fever completely subsided.

After studying for a whole day, Tutu couldn't find a way to test the authenticity of the system.

There was a contact with a fruit icon in the communication column, but Tutu was very cautious and decided to wait for the other party to contact her. She didn't understand anything, so she didn't want to click on the wrong one.

As for real estate, they are all commodities, not assets that a layman like Tutu with only a four-digit bank account can have. His family still lives in an old unit house built in the 1990s. If it is sold, the floors above and below will collapse.

The turn for the better came quickly. After a few days, he was completely recovered. Tutu went back to his hometown to give his second uncle a holiday gift. Along the way, he was chatted with by the elderly people in the village and was given many dates and dried fruits. After chatting for a while, he knew that his second uncle had gone up the mountain without even having to reach his second uncle's house.

It was still early, and Tutu, impatient to wait at home, climbed up the mountain with great effort. He didn't see anyone along the way. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw a small village in the valley in the distance. His second uncle was carrying a kang and a small table from the village.

"Tutu, you came in the morning. I thought you were coming in the afternoon, so I came to help your fourth grandfather move."

"I forgot to call and came here directly. Why did Fourth Grandpa move here?"

"Before, only your fourth master and a few old people lived at the bottom of the rock. Plus, the road there was difficult to travel on, and many houses were dilapidated, so they discussed it and decided to move in over there."

"Doesn't it cost money to change it?" Tutu asked curiously.

"Young people in our village don't live here either. Many of them are selling their houses. The houses are cheap, so they can exchange their homesteads. The village will give some money to the elderly so that they can move here to live."

Tutu's heart was beating fast. "Is there no one over there? It's just deserted?"

The second uncle said while busy with his work, "That's right. The houses over there are not good, and the conditions are not good. The old people can't stand the snow in winter. After the New Year, they said they would postpone the reconstruction, and the villagers have agreed."

Tutu was absent-minded in what the second uncle talked about, and soon found an excuse to go home first.

If the reconstruction is postponed, it will all become construction waste. It would be better for me to keep it at a low price.

Tutu's heart was beating very loudly, and his mind was full of anxiety as the Planar Merchant was about to take the first step.

After returning home, Tutu made some preparations, then took his tools and rode his electric scooter back to the mountain.

She first went to a half-collapsed small courtyard. There were several independent adobe houses in the courtyard. No one knew what era these adobe houses were from. They were extremely low and dilapidated, with adobe walls. She chose the most dilapidated one with a hole on the roof. The system showed that the price of the extremely dilapidated adobe house was 5 points.

There is a jumping cleanup icon on the side that costs 1 point. Tutu doesn't have any points, and the balance is still negative, so I can't try it.

The system displays the collection range. Only within the range of 50 meters around her can the items be collected and placed to see if there is anyone there.

Click on the shelf, and the small house disappears. Next to a picture of a very dilapidated earthen hut on the system shelf is a price of five points (can be cleared).

Tutu, who felt he was familiar with the process, chose a small bungalow with several rooms in a remote location. This house belonged to an elderly widower who had passed away a few years ago and had long been abandoned.

There is a main house and two side rooms. In the kitchen, there is a big stove, one on each side, and there is a dry toilet in the cement yard.

The house was covered with dust and cobwebs, dirty walls and floors, tattered doors and windows, and the huge workload was visible to the naked eye. Everything was old. Tutu ignored the flashing cleaning icon that was blocking his eyes.

Although the windows were broken, the door needed repairing and the house was a little dirty, Tutu estimated that five days would be enough.

She went out early and came back late for several days, carrying tools and a water bottle on her electric scooter and running around all the time. Fortunately, her parents were out of town to attend a friend's wedding and didn't notice her abnormality.

After the house was put on the shelf, a one-meter-deep pit appeared on the spot, and the entire small courtyard disappeared instantly along with the foundation. Tutu, who did not expect that the courtyard wall would disappear as well, was a little choked by the dust, and a miniature image of a small courtyard also appeared on the system shelf, with the price of the dilapidated courtyard being 17 points.

There were only 17 points for a yard, but her system showed -500 points. Tutu finally realized how heavy the debt she had at the beginning was.

After putting the house on the shelf, Tutu planned to deal with the rest of the house after it was sold. He also filled the hole in the house with some brick and stone garbage, so that when it snowed tomorrow, no one would pay attention to whether the house really collapsed in such a remote place.

On the way home, it was snowing lightly, and by the time I parked the car, the snow had gotten heavier.

At this moment, the fruit icon in the communication bar in front of Tutu suddenly lit up.

Tutu squatted in the storage room where the eDonkey was kept and carefully clicked on the icon.

A pale, round-faced girl appeared on the screen. "Hello, you finally answered my call again. I'm Muguo, a fruit merchant. Can your products withstand floods?"

Tutu was a little embarrassed. "I am a real estate businessman and cannot fight against floods, but you can tell me your problem and I will help you think of a solution."

The little girl spoke quickly, with an anxious and frustrated look on her face, "The river upstream of our tribe has changed its course. Our tribe's cave on the mountainside has been flooded. We didn't have time to evacuate and can only hide on the top of a hill. My mother is still pregnant and has been in the rain for a long time. I feel a little uncomfortable. Do you have any solution? Even a little solution will do."

Tutu can see the background behind Muguo. The hilltop is bare with only a few trees. It is only about a few dozen meters above the flood level. The hilltop has now become a small island.

The people in the tribe carried their few belongings and huddled under the trees to avoid the rain. Mu Guo had quietly given the emotional items she had traded from the lich to the people in the tribe to calm everyone down. But she herself was still helpless.

Tutu always felt that Muguo looked familiar and had a sense of familiarity with her, so he searched for a guide to self-help in floods.